Ning An's Wild Wish System

Who would believe this?!

The founder not only can fulfill Dragon Country’s aircraft carrier’s wish for arresting cables, but also understands Huang Qi’s skill, saving one’s dignity invisibly!

Who would spend lots of money on so-called supplements now?

Just go directly to Changchun Temple to offer incense and make a wish!

Quickly, these people started posting comments online.

”Hey guys, anyone want to go to Changchun Temple together to offer incense to the Immortal? No other reason, just purely to pay respects.”

”Don’t pretend, your fox tail is showing, if you have something to say, just say it outright. No need to fear! The journey is long, I’ll send you there to avoid any danger.”

”This is hilarious, you men are so fake, unlike us women.”

”Right, sisters, I’ve already canceled tomorrow’s breast enhancement surgery, and bought a flight ticket for this afternoon, aiming to offer incense by tomorrow morning!”

”I’m so angry! If this video had come out two days earlier, I wouldn’t have needed to get silicone implants at the hospital. Now I feel some pain, could it be an allergy?”

To say among them, the most motivated are still the women online.

Many of them are going to great lengths, even canceling numerous breast enhancement appointments, giving up their deposits, and rushing to Changchun Temple crazily.

In just half a day’s time, the stock index of the entire cosmetic surgery industry plummeted, greener than the greens on the head of Sheepy Sheep.

The owners of these cosmetic surgery institutions can’t find who brought them down, it wasn’t their own people, but the Daoist Temple which was completely unrelated.

Of course, that’s a story for another day.

At this moment, Ning An was leisurely strolling along the mountainside, when he heard a commotion near the Daoist Temple.

Moreover, it didn’t sound like normal conversation; it was more like two groups of people verbally fighting.

Ning An dared not delay, picked up his pace, sped up two steps with every three steps, and soon appeared not far from the Daoist Temple.

Upon arriving, the original commotion instantly turned into curses, becoming clearer to hear.

”Wang the Second, don’t be shameless! Do you know where the fierceness of Han Village comes from?”

”How could I not know, back then, a high official came to your village to check on the people, had a stomach pain and wanted to use the toilet, but no village had a single outhouse, he got so angry, he renamed your village.”

”You motherf***er! Is this just a casual word to you? You’re courting death!”

As things were about to escalate, Ning An took a flying leap and dashed into the crowd, barely managing to separate both sides with the help of other locals.

”What’s happening here, any locals care to explain?”

Looking at the tense two groups, Ning An felt a headache.

He was quite familiar with these people, from the surrounding villages. As a child, he ate meals from many families under his master’s care, recognizing many faces here.

Due to Ning An’s master’s reputation and fairness in handling matters, villagers often came to Changchun Temple to ask the old Daoist to mediate conflicts.

Everyone knew Ning An, so even after the old Daoist went traveling, locals still used the temple as a mediation hall.

Soon, an elderly man among those helping to separate them stepped forward. Ning An recognized him as Grandpa Hua, the elderly from Stone Village.

”Xiaoning, this is how it is.”

Grandpa Hua pointed to a middle-aged man on the left, saying, ”This is Zhang Qiang.”

Then he pointed to a slightly younger man on the right, ”This is Wang Baosheng.”

”Zhang Qiang says Wang Baosheng borrowed 150,000 yuan from him during last year’s New Year, two years have passed, he wants it back.”

”But Wang Baosheng firmly denies it, claiming Zhang Qiang is lying, he never borrowed his money, accusing Zhang Qiang of trying to extort him.”

”Both are adamant, accusing each other of lying, and that’s how the dispute started, that’s it.”

After hearing Grandpa Hua’s story, Ning An was quite surprised.

At this day and age, people are still arguing over this?

Can’t be borrowing money without a promissory note!

”Bring out the promissory note.”

Ning An looked at Zhang Qiang, extending his hand.

The matter isn’t difficult as long as there’s a promissory note, everything becomes simple.

But then.

”No promissory note.”

Zhang Qiang grimly bit his back teeth, ”Not only is there no promissory note, but there’s also no transfer record, I directly gave him cash at that time.”

Christ!

Ning An took a deep breath; his heart finally felt despair!

Brother, are you joking?

No promissory note, no transfer record, no substantial evidence, what’s there left to play!

Ning An calmed his thoughts, observing the two’s outfits.

Zhang Qiang dressed like a typical rural resident, cheap T-shirt, fifty yuan market shorts, plus a pair of discolored sneakers.

Whereas Wang Baoqiang, though also from the village, exuded sophistication, specially styled hair, new clothes with Nike tags, wearing almost new Adidas shoes.

This situation looks more like Zhang Qiang owes Wang Baoqiang money rather than the other way around!

Compared to cities full of opportunities, rural paths are limited.

Besides working elsewhere, most rely on tilling the soil, living off a few acres of crops and fruit trees.

The smarter ones come together with a few good relations, start a greenhouse, and truly earn a bit more than toiling alone.