Bad Feng Shui Master

"Get out of the village!" someone shouted.

Most of the old people who rushed out held things in their hands, and those young people stopped their old people helplessly, as if they were trying to persuade them.

Everyone's reaction aroused Qingyi's curiosity, and she walked over.

A group of people got out of the car, the leader was a middle-aged man wearing sunglasses, his head was bald with only a few hairs fluttering in the wind, and he had a cigarette in his mouth, but the most eye-catching thing was the golden ornaments on his neck and wrists , a direct sense of nouveau riche.

"I said that you really don't know what to do. I talked to you about business with good intentions, but all of you were wolf-hearted, and..." Before the man finished speaking, he saw someone rushing over and threw something over. hand.

"Bang—" bursts of red liquid were poured on the Mediterranean man, and after a while, the man's head and body were covered with red liquid.Qingyi could tell it was chicken blood, after all chicken blood could be used to deal with zombies, she was quite sensitive to the smell.

"Get out of the village!" A slightly rough figure rushed to the front, Qingyi moved her position, only to realize that it was the owner of the previous noodle shop.The other party is not as dull as before, and his face is full of anger. The water basin in his hand is still dripping with chicken blood, and he smashes the water basin at the other party's feet, "We won't sell it, you guys go back quickly! Otherwise, I will splash it next time." It's not chicken blood."

"You, you guys are really unreasonable!" Na Mediterranean found that his body was covered with blood that was about to solidify, and he was so angry that his body trembled, even his chubby belly trembled.But for some reason, he took the subordinate's towel and wiped it, then pulled the corners of his mouth and forced a smile, "It's too late for you to regret it now."

"We don't have to think about it, get out of the village!" The noodle shop uncle was very stubborn, and the old people next to him also raised their brooms and the like.

"That's right, we won't sell the land!"

"You will be punished for pushing Qishan Mountain!"

Some villagers are already gray-haired, but they still tremblingly raised their crutches to show their attitude.

But there are also some dissenting voices, most of which are the younger generation persuading their own people.

"What's wrong with selling it? We can use the money to live in the city and earn a little money without having to work every day." A crew-cut man who planned to be in his 40s was the first to speak out.

"Uncle Guan, you are not the village chief, why should you make a decision for us? Our family is already planning to sell!"

"Mr. Zhao, don't worry about what uncle thinks, our family is willing to sell."

"It can't be sold! I don't agree, you unworthy descendant!"

Two or three groups of people insisted on their own words, and at the end of the argument, it was unknown who made the move first, and finally squeezed to Mr. Zhao's side of the Mediterranean Sea and smashed the group of people's cars.

This smash was like hitting a certain switch, and a group of people fought in an instant.

"Pa—" The old man next to him who just said that the sale of the land is not allowed was pushed to the ground by someone.Seeing the crowded scene, Qing Yi was worried that something might happen, so she hurriedly stepped forward to help the person aside.

"This group of ungrateful guys! Unworthy descendants, I am so angry!" The old man burst into tears, "Without this land, without the mountain, and without roots, how can we have a home!"

A few elderly people not far away were also helped out by some inexplicable people, most of them had similar expressions, with grief and disappointment on their faces.

Qingyi looked at the crowd that was already in a ball, pursed her lips, took out a piece of talisman paper from her pocket, and threw it into the air, muttering words.

Gusts of wind swept over and rushed towards the entangled crowd.In order to stabilize their bodies, everyone had to give up fighting, and ran one after another while grabbing things like pillars to avoid being blown away by the wind.

Mr. Zhao was unprepared and was blown directly onto the windshield of the car.Qingyi stopped, and he fell onto the car again, rolled a few times, and fell to the ground with a plop.

"boom--"

When Mr. Zhao stood up, Qingyi chuckled softly.

"I'll wait for you at the Limen—bah——" Mr. Zhao's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and there was still blood in his mouth. As soon as he spoke, he spat out blood, and one of his bloody teeth rolled on the ground.Mr. Zhao was stunned for a moment, touched his mouth, and looked at Qingyi fiercely, "Does it look like hands and feet made of mud!"

There was something strange about the strong wind, and only Qing Yi was the closest one who was not affected, so he was the first to suspect Qing Yi who was standing not far away.

"So what? Are you going to hit me?" Qingyi smiled, her calm demeanor was in stark contrast to the villagers' embarrassment.

Mr. Zhao was provoked by Qingyi, hating him to death, but he was afraid of Qingyi's ability to summon the wind, so angry that he vomited blood again, pointing at Qingyi: "Ni Ni Ni—" he said Nothing else to say.

Qingyi shook her head, "Are you going? If you don't go, I won't guarantee what will happen to you."

"Bah." Mr. Zhao vomited blood, and turned to look at the villagers, "I'll give you three more days to test donkeys, don't blame me if you don't think hard when the time comes. There's also Ni, don't rely on your ability Just..." Seeing Qing Yi raise his hand, he hid behind his subordinate.After waiting for dozens of seconds without seeing any movement, he knew he had been tricked, but after all, he was afraid of Qingyi's tricks, so he pulled his subordinates back slowly, got into the car quickly and left.

"Boom—"

Without outsiders, the young people who just clamored to sell the house were twisted by their parents and went back to their respective homes. Don't think about it, some education is inevitable.

Seeing that she was fine, Qingyi was about to tell Shang Changqi and the three to leave as well, but found that the old man and the noodle shop uncle hadn't left yet.

"Old Li, let me help you go home." The noodle shop uncle limped towards the old man.

The noodle shop uncle was walking with a limp, apparently just injured.Qingyi stepped forward and motioned for her to help the old man. Shang Changqi also followed suit, pushing the noodle shop uncle away, and supporting the old man on the other side.

"Thank you." The noodle shop uncle was taken aback, showing a genuine smile, "Uncle Chen's house is right next door to mine."

Qingyi nodded.

When helping the old man back home, she asked curiously, "Do these people want to buy the land in your village and the mountain next to it?"

"Yeah." The noodle shop uncle nodded, "Isn't there a resort on the other side of the mountain? The developer figured it out and expanded the resort a bit, so he thought about buying the land of our village as well. Thinking of leveling the mountain."

"Why push? As long as our old bones are alive, we must not be able to push." ​​The old man said angrily, "If it weren't for Qi Shan's protection, how could we have survived those years?! We have been here for generations, This is our root, without roots, how can we have a home?"

The noodle shop uncle nodded in agreement, but his expression was also helpless, "But villagers disappeared one after another. If this continues, even if the land is not sold, everyone will not dare to live here anymore."

"That can't be sold anymore."

Qingyi listened quietly, the two of them didn't speak, and she didn't ask any more questions.

After sending the old man back home, Qingyi saw the middle-aged man with a flat head who was the first to say that he was selling the land, smoking.

The Mediterranean took out the cigarette from his mouth, threw it on the ground and stepped on his feet, then raised his head unhurriedly, "You're back?"

"You unfilial son! Do you have to piss me off to be safe! Let me tell you, as long as I live, you will never even try to sell our land." Seeing the person at the door, the old man was so angry Her body was trembling, making Qing Yi on one side a little worried that the other party would faint from anger.

The man took out the cigarette case, took a cigarette and lit it, took a deep breath, and exhaled, "If you don't sell it, what are you keeping? What's the use of keeping such a dilapidated old house? Selling the land can There are hundreds of thousands, what house should we buy?!"

"This is my land, I won't sell it if I say not to sell it."

"You almost stepped into the coffin with one foot, won't the land still belong to me in the future? I want to sell it in advance, why not?"

"You, what are you talking about!" The old man was so angry that he threw his crutch over, "You are talking about human words? Do you think that you can sell the land if I die now?! "

The crew cut man avoided the crutches and frowned, "Mom, I didn't mean that."

Qingyi moved her fingers, resisting the urge to hit someone, and said coldly, "I'm sorry, maybe you have misunderstood the outside world. Who told you that a few hundred thousand is enough to buy a house? The ones with better conditions , No seven or eight million, you want to buy a house? It doesn't exist."

"Who are you? I was talking to my mother. What are you talking about, you bitch? Are you looking for a beating?" The man flicked his cigarette butt and rolled up his sleeves, but he was caught by the business manager before he even took two steps. Qi directly kicked his stomach and kicked him into the room.

"Bam—"

Well done!

Qingyi was satisfied from the bottom of her heart, and on the surface she still pulled Shang Changqi back, that is, when she was pulling him, Shang Changqi kicked again when she was too weak, and then accidentally stepped on the man's leg when she was finally pulling him back. He quickly said "I'm sorry".

Inexplicably and Zhao Hechun looked at Qingyi's apology without moving her foot away, trying to hold back her laughter.

"I'm sorry, the young man was a little impulsive." Qingyi retracted her feet in a timely manner, not letting the old man see her behavior.

The old man knew his son's fault, and he was not angry. He said "he deserves it" and thanked several people.

"It's getting late, you should go back quickly." The noodle shop uncle said, "Thank you for your help."

"you are welcome."

Qingyi thought that there was nothing wrong with them, but she never thought that the police would come to her door the next day.

The author has something to say: "Little Theater"

Qingyi: Well done.

Shang Changqi: Then... is there any reward?

Whisper bb: I want to kiss.

Qing Yi paused, and said "Ling Feng Chen Xi": here you are.

Shang Changqi:? ? ?

Qingyi: She said she was a kiss, didn't you want her?

Shang Changqi: QAQ