My Daoist Life

Entering the mountain, I felt a breath of despair. Here, I can't seem to feel the existence of life, the beasts in the mountains have already escaped without a trace, and the sound of birdsong that can be heard everywhere on weekdays can't be heard at all. Heidou, who came with me, reluctantly entered the woods, and I could see a sense of fear in its expression.

Hongqiu is flying high in the sky, but always keeps a distance from Bajiao Mountain. Obviously the breath released from the Bajiao Mountain was very jealous and disgusting.

I also have a horrible feeling, but the vitality moves quickly in my body, driving away the dead energy around me. I ran to the top of the mountain quickly. The trees in the mountain forest have also withered a lot. Some of the trees that were evergreen all the year round have completely fallen leaves, leaving only the trees. This situation is indeed very scary. I know the situation here is already very serious without looking at it. I just hope this lifelessness will not spread to the Bajiao Village.

But I know that this kind of thinking is a kind of extravagant hope. The reason why the death spirit has not spread to the Bajiao Village is completely because the formation of the Bajiao Village is still playing a certain role, and the effect of the formation is completely eliminated. It was the day when the Bajiao Village was extinct.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but move faster and faster. Within a few breaths, I had reached halfway up the mountain. Here, I can already see the whole picture of Bajiao Village. I went to the Bajiao Village and found out that the huge formation in the Bajiao Village had been artificially destroyed. Several newly-built houses left several huge gaps in the large array. The repressive breath exuding from the large array has become weaker and weaker.

I sighed and felt cold: "This is a trouble."

It is not completely impossible. But it is no different from no way. The way I can think of cannot be implemented in Bajiao Village. For example, if you want to suppress the source of death on the main peak of Bajiao Mountain, you must restore the big formation in Bajiao Village, as long as the big formation regains its function. The source of death on the main peak of Bajiao Mountain can be suppressed immediately. Although the lifelessness in the Bajiao Mountain is strong, as long as there is no source, it will quickly dissipate. Bajiao Mountain will soon come back to life.

but. To restore this large array, those newly built houses must be demolished. This is not an easy task. The foundations of these houses are all seen by Feng Shui. The owner of these houses may be a lifetime savings. These houses will now be demolished. The resistance to be faced can be imagined.

Not talking about others, even Uncle Thirteen would not agree with him. The house of Uncle Thirteen has only one floor repaired. But at this time, if he demolished his house, it would be equivalent to killing him.

"What can I do?" I couldn't think of a better way at once. A little desperately walked down the mountain.

Seeing me go home, my grandfather and sister were very nervous.

"Yangyang, how's the situation going?" Grandpa asked eagerly, and he naturally worried that there would be major problems in this place where he had lived for decades.

My sister is also very concerned about this issue and looked at me with concern.

"It's terrible. The formation in the village has been destroyed by several newly built houses. The effect of the formation is weakening, and it is still able to barely suppress the dead air escaping from the main peak of the Bajiao Mountain. But after a while, I am afraid it will be difficult to suppress Got it." I shook my head.

"Is there no other way?" my sister asked.

"There is no way. But my method is not available at all." I said helplessly.

"Why?" My sister was naturally surprised.

"If you want to repair the big array, you have to tear down those new houses. This is impossible. There are several houses that have been built after a lifetime of hard-earned money. I want them to give up. It's impossible." I explained.

"Is there no other way?" my sister asked.

I shook my head: "Maybe there. But I don't know."

"I'm going to talk to the people in the village." Grandpa Su Ri'an was not too sure to convince the people in the village, but he naturally couldn't look at the Bajiao Village because these houses were destroyed.

Sure enough, as I expected, before Grandpa had time to discuss with the villagers, he ran into a nail at Uncle Thirteen.

"How is it possible? I asked Mr. Feng Shui to see the foundation of my house. How could something go wrong? Yang Yang. Don't be kidding me. It took me a lifetime to build this house. And I'm not the only one in the village. People have built prescriptions, and several have been built."

"Uncle Thirteen, I can understand your feelings. But what I said is true. If these houses are not demolished. If the original large formation is not restored, the Bajiao Village will become a dead place in the future. I believe the recent situation in the Bajiao Mountain. You also know. No matter the animals in the mountains escaped. Even the plants died in pieces. If we wait for the effect of the formation of our octagonal village to completely disappear, then our octagonal village will also become a dead village. At that time, no matter how well the house is repaired, it will become a haunted house." I said anxiously.

"No matter what you say, I will never let others demolish my house!" Uncle Thirteen threw the things in his hands and went home.

Several other families in the village who had built new houses quickly heard the news, and all released their words. Those who wanted to demolish the houses stepped over their bodies. One even rushed to my yard and shouted loudly.

"Huang Jingyang, you are a capable person now! In the village, your family can build foreign houses. Others built better than yours, so you will do everything possible to tear down other people's prescriptions. Isn't it?" Dad Ma Wanyi. Because of Ma Yushun's affairs, the Ma family still cherish me. I think it was I who forced his son to have a home.

"Ma Wanyi. If you don't want anything, just push on Yangyang. This matter really has nothing to do with Yangyang. Yangyang told me that he can't do it. You can only look at our Bajiao Village. It’s over. But I don’t believe it, and I don’t want it to be the end of Bajiao Village. Just go over and talk to a few of you. Our house was built, but our house was built on the old foundation. It didn’t move. The soil of the formation method. But your households are different. The recipe you built is more than twice as big as before, and the soil around the house has also moved..." Grandpa patiently wanted to explain to Ma Wanyi, and said half way. It was interrupted by Ma Wanyi.

"I want my family to demolish the house, unless, unless your family also demolished the house! No! Even if your family also demolished the house. I don't want to. My house was approved by the town and the village. It is my family. Legal property, you will not demolish the house just because of a feudal superstition in your family! I will go to town. Let the cadres in the town evaluate it. Your family engages in feudal superstition and forces us to demolish the house. There is reason! "Ma Wanyi turned and walked on the road to town.

Grandpa is in a hurry. I didn't expect that being soft-hearted would make me so passive all of a sudden.

"Wanyi, Wanyi. Don't, don't, you still don't go to town. Just assume that I didn't say anything. I made a mistake. My Yangyang did nothing. If you blame it, blame me."

"It's late! You tell the man-made rumours of the whole village that you will demolish some of our newly built houses. Obviously it is feudal superstition." Ma Wanyi walked towards Changshan without looking back.

"Oh, I blame me for talking!" Grandpa was very upset.

"Grandpa, you can do whatever you like. You can file a complaint wherever you like. I told you that you can't make sense with the people in the village. After the Chinese New Year, you will go to the city with us. The Bajiao Village believes in me, just follow me When I go to Jincheng, I arrange a place for them to stay temporarily, and they can go to Jincheng to find something to do. I also find a way to solve the problem of children’s schooling.” I also made up my mind secretly because of the practice of Ma Wanyi and several other households. .

Uncle Thirteen was a little embarrassed and walked into our yard, "Second Uncle, Yang Yang, it’s not that I don’t believe you. It’s really this house that cost me my life’s savings. Now, with your word, I want to tear it down. You let me Me, how can I accept it."

"Uncle Thirteen. You don't know the truth here, and I don't blame you if you don't understand it. But I didn't scare you. If the big battle is not repaired, something will happen soon. But since you are not willing to demolish the house. I Naturally, I won’t force you. It’s entirely up to your own will. And the promise of the family and the family is not good at all. But Uncle Thirteen, I still want to persuade you, after the Chinese New Year, take all the family outside. It doesn't take another month to know that I am not hurting you." I said seriously.

Ma Wanyi really reported this matter to the town. The town also attaches great importance. Feudal superstition was originally a trivial matter, but it is no trivial matter for feudal superstition to force people to demolish houses. The cadres in the town also attach great importance to it. In the unlikely event that something major happens, they won't be able to negotiate with them.

It's also a coincidence that when Ma Wanyi went to the town to file a complaint, Xia Wanxiao, the deputy magistrate of Qiushan County, happened to be in Changshan Town to condolences to the widowed elderly. I heard that Deputy County Magistrate Xia slapped the table angrily that day. She is the deputy county magistrate in charge of cultural health. Such a thing happened in the county, and she naturally felt that she couldn't live up to it. Immediately expressed that he would personally come to Bajiao Village to meet my little fairy. The deputy county magistrate is coming. Chen Rui, the secretary of the town party committee, and Yang Qiang, the mayor, naturally wanted to accompany them, and they also had to make a gesture in front of the deputy county magistrate. He also called on Gu Xiaobai, the director of the police station, to take a few police escorts. This is about to celebrate the New Year. They also came up with such a thing, and all of them looked bad.

We were about to eat dinner when we heard someone shouting in the yard.

"Is Huang Jingyang at home?" The caller's voice was a bit raw. I walked to the door with some doubts, but saw Ma Wanyi leading a large group of people to my yard. At first sight, these people were unkind, and there were even policemen inside.

"I am." I answered calmly.

"Are you Huang Jingyang?" The female county magistrate Xia Wanxiao looked at me with some doubts. I naturally didn't know that the forty-year-old woman in front of me was the deputy county magistrate.

"I am. Is there anything?" I still said casually.

"Little kid, don't talk nonsense. This is County Chief Xia." Gu Xiaobai, who stood by, said sharply.

"She is the president of the country, and I am also Huang Jingyang." My voice also increased a bit, with a hint of discomfort in my words.

County Chief Xia glanced at Ma Wanyi, thinking that the farmer had placed one.

The town party committee secretary Chen Rui immediately asked sternly: "Ma Wanyi. What's the matter?"

Ma Wanyi was taken aback, and said quickly: "It's him, it's him. Don't think he is young. He has been pretending to be a ghost in the village since he was a child. My son was too scared to study in the village, so he could only transfer to another place. .Unexpectedly, he still suspected that my family was not enough. He actually came up with a drug plan to demolish my house that was built this year. He wanted to demolish not only one of my houses, but also new houses in the village. He can't tolerate other people's homes being better than theirs."

Upon hearing the news, the village party secretary Huang Lisheng hurried over.

"Misunderstanding, there must be a misunderstanding." Huang Lisheng defended me as soon as he walked in, "The house demolishing was actually a misunderstanding. I blamed it on me. When Grandpa Yangyang came to my house at noon today, he said casually, It’s good to say that we have to build houses in our village as if there is a plan in the city. Otherwise, you build yours in the village, I build mine. There is no plan at all, and it will be messy in the future. I will say, how to plan, unless These newly built houses have been demolished. Unexpectedly, Ma Wanyi and the others would have misunderstood when they heard it."

"Hey! Party Secretary Huang, can't you shield feudal superstitions? Huang Jingyang engages in feudal superstitions in the village. Everyone in the village does not know and who does not know? It's just that everyone is usually afraid of him and dare not stand up and say it. Tang, come and give me a testimony." Ma Wanyi saw Uncle Thirteen immediately as if he saw a savior.

The Thirteenth Uncle frowned when Ma Wanyi called him ~www.wuxiaspot.com~, but was stared at by a large group of people, so he could only bite the bullet and walked over: "Wanyi, what do you want me to do? "

"Guotang, the leaders here are all county and town leaders. They all came for Huang Jingyang to engage in feudal superstition and want to demolish our house. We don't need to be afraid of Huang Jingyang if they are the masters. , Did Huang Jingyang say that the new house we built destroyed the Feng Shui of Bajiao Village and asked us to demolish the house?" Ma Wanyi asked.

All people turned their eyes to the thirteen uncle.

The thirteenth uncle shook his head, "Demolition of the house? Why did Huang Jingyang demolish my house? I am still his thirteenth uncle. If his kid dares to demolish my house, I must smash his butt. Ma Wanyi, I think you are more I went back to live. I actually framed a kid. Your kid used to call a gangster to fight Yangyang, and Yangyang didn’t do anything about your kid. I didn’t expect you to be able to hold a grudge and go to the town to frame Yangyang. Yang. Yang is my nephew! If anyone dares to frame him, pass me first!"

Ma Wanyi immediately said angrily: "You, you, Huang Guotang, you are also surnamed Huang. You can't count your words."

"Since you said I can't count things, why are you looking for me?" Uncle Thirteen said angrily. (To be continued.)