I traveled through time and space as a little girl, and the emperor appointed me as the great master

"No, Brother Tian, ​​Yiming's wife is still waiting for us at home, let's do it next time."

"Brother, call Yiming's wife over as well. You and your family will have dinner at my house tonight. It's settled!"

"Yiming, go home quickly and pick up your wife to have dinner together." Without waiting for the Taoist Hui to refuse, Village Chief Tian tilted his head to look for Yiming and started to make arrangements in a hurry.

"Okay, then let's have a good drink tonight!" Seeing this, Gray Old Taoist had no choice but to agree.

After the food was served, Tian Dafang poured wine for all the men. Village Chief Tian and Taoist Hui had been friends since childhood and had a deep relationship.

"Brother Tian, ​​I think the place chosen by the Feng Shui master you invited to dig a well today is a bit strange. Did you get cheated?" The old Taoist couldn't help but express his doubts.

Tian Yifang smiled, took a sip of wine and said, "Uncle Dao, that's the master I invited from the county. I spent a lot of money on him. He can't be cheating us. Don't worry."

"Dad, are you trying to steal the Feng Shui master's job? Haha." Tian Yiming was drunk, patting his father's back with his hands and dancing, saying with a silly smile.

Gray said: "..."

"I think you are really drunk and don't even know what you are saying. Xiu'er, help your man go home and sober up."

The old Taoist stared at his drunken son, feeling extremely depressed.

How come in his son's eyes he was a business thief? How would Tian Laodi's family view him? He was really pissed off.

"Dad, don't be angry. Yiming is just drunk and talking nonsense." Xiu'er quickly put down her chopsticks and stood up to smooth things over for her man.

The atmosphere at the dinner table suddenly became a little awkward.

Village Chief Tian laughed dryly and said to Gray Taoist: "Brother, don't bother with him. Don't I know what Yiming is like? We didn't take his words seriously. Besides, you don't understand Feng Shui. If you did, would I need to invite a master from outside?"

The old Taoist picked up the bowl, raised his head and drank it all, then laughed and said: "Brother Tian, ​​you really understand me. I have lived a life worthwhile to have a brother like you."

"By the way, why didn't I see Erfang today?" Gray Old Taoist then realized that one person was missing.

"I don't know where he has gone off to. He is already 30 years old, but still not married. He hangs around outside all day. It makes me angry just looking at him. We are happy today, so let's not talk about him. Come, let's drink, let's drink..."

"Okay, let's do it. It feels great..."

"Dad, big brother, I'm back."

Speak of the devil, here comes Tian Erfang's voice from outside.

Then he was seen walking in with his chest open and his clothes as messy as a beggar, with his hands behind his back, looking like a big shot.

"You still remember to come back? Family is so busy today, where did you go to have some free time?" Tian Yifang put down the wine glass heavily and stared at Tian Erfang with dissatisfaction. His eyes seemed to want to eat someone.

Their Tian family is so unlucky to have produced such a "talent".

"Brother, please stop looking at me like that, I just went out with my friends to have a few drinks." Tian Erfang is not afraid of anything except his elder brother getting angry. In recent years, his elder brother has been making more and more money, and he always feels that he is inferior to his elder brother, and he has no confidence in what he says or does.

"What's with the mud on your body? Did you drink and get stuck in the mud?" Tian Yifang saw that Tian Erfang's hands and butt were covered in mud, and his brows were furrowed so much that he could kill a fly.

"Oh, I was just curious about what our well looked like, so I stood by the well to take a look, but my foot slipped and I fell. I even scraped my hand."

He didn't know what happened, but he walked to the well and looked inside. As he was looking, his feet slipped and he fell. He was standing still, so unlucky. What's worse, he even soiled the purse Xiaohua gave him.

"Okay, okay, stop hanging around here and go back to your room and change your clothes." Village Chief Tian waved his hand impatiently, chasing Tian Erfang away like he was chasing a fly.

When the Taoist priest heard what Tian Erfang said, his brows furrowed so much that they could kill a fly. He immediately stopped him and said, "Erfang, take this incense ash bag with you for a while."

When Tian Erfang heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched.

This uncle really is always making a fuss.

"Uncle Dao, thank you."

Tian Erfang held the ash bag as if it were something disgusting, returned to the house and quickly closed the door, looked down at the ash bag in his hand, sneered, and threw it out of the window like garbage.

One meal, two episodes.

The food seemed a bit bland to Gray Old Taoist.

Seeing that it was getting dark and he couldn't see the road clearly, the Taoist priest got up and went home.

At one o'clock in the morning, the weather suddenly changed.

There was a loud bang in the sky, and muffled thunder rolled down like an angry buffalo.

Then came a downpour, pouring down like a basin of water pouring down from the sky.

Tian Erfang lost face in front of outsiders when he returned home today. When he returned to his room, he felt depressed, as if there was a fire burning in his heart.

Tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep.

Now I hear the whistling wind and pattering rain outside the window, which makes me even more upset and I have no desire to sleep at all.

He stood up and took out a bottle of wine from under the bed that he had taken from his father's room.

A man closed the door and drank alone in the room.

Sip after sip, the bottle of wine was empty before I knew it.

After drinking a bottle of wine, Tian Erfang collapsed to the ground like a puddle of mud, unconscious.

There was another loud thunder, and Tian Erfang suddenly got up from the ground as if he had come back from the dead, and walked straight out.

He was barefoot, looked like a lost soul, and his eyes were empty and lifeless.

In the pouring rain, Tian Erfang walked to the place where he had dug the well during the day.

He mechanically took off his pants, then lay straight on the ground like a zombie, emitting a strange cackle.

The heavy rain lasted all night long, and only gradually turned into a drizzle in the early morning of the next day.

At 1 a.m., amid the sounds of rain and roosters crowing, a scream was heard from the Tian family.

"Erfang, Erfang, Erfang, what's wrong with you?"

All of a sudden, several families living close to the Tian family heard the noise and rushed straight to the Tian family.

When Taoist Hui Lao heard the news, he hurriedly put on his clothes and ran out.

It had been a night of heavy rain and the muddy road was slippery and difficult to walk on. When Hui Laodao arrived at Tian's house, it was already surrounded by people.

"Master Dao is here." Someone shouted.

Old Master Tian pushed through the crowd and rushed to the front of the Taoist master Hui as if he had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Brother, brother, please check on my son. What's going on? How could a healthy person just disappear like that?"

Elder Tamura's tears flowed like a flood breaking through a dam.

Taoist Hui gently patted Mr. Tian on the back and comforted him silently.

Tian Erfang was seen lying naked beside the well, his face frighteningly pale, as if all his vitality had been drained away.

What is even more creepy is Tian Erfang’s face with a weird smile and his genitals that have been rotten beyond recognition.