Mao Shanming's eyes flashed with sarcasm, but he didn't notice that behind him, Russell was also looking at him sarcastically.
However, he was standing behind Mao Shanming and was not noticed. Even if he was not standing behind him, it would be difficult to see him.
Who can blame Russell for being a dwarf now? Although he has surpassed his peers, he is still a child!
At least I can no longer drive a car, a big car, or a car to the kindergarten.
Just as Uncle Jiu drew the circle, Russell clearly saw two branches appear above Mao Shanming's head.
One is extremely wealthy, while the other one is blood red and constantly beating. This is the famous blood disaster in the legend.
Russell narrowed his eyes slightly. This was the first time he observed such luck. The people he had seen before were all mediocre and followed the job.
Soon, he understood why this happened.
In Feng Shui, there is a situation called borrowing luck.
There are some people with great luck who, through their influence, can make those who originally lack luck become more lucky and have smooth sailing.
This is also what is called meeting a noble person and having great luck!
Obviously, Uncle Jiu, who is full of merits and virtues, is Maoshan Ming's benefactor. If they can grasp this opportunity, things will definitely be different in the future.
But can he grasp it
Russell looked at the blood-red light that kept beating above his head and couldn't help but shook his head silently. This opportunity is too great, young man, you can't grasp it!
He was originally looking at Mao Shanming, but when his eyes passed over the two young men carrying the corpse, Russell saw something strange.
Directly above the heads of the two men, an enchanting blood-red color was constantly jumping.
It was that bloody disaster!
Russell couldn't help but fall into deep thought. What was going on
"Uncle Jiu, we are good together."
While Russell was lost in thought, two men had lowered the coffin and placed his sister's body inside.
The mountain road was very rugged, but the two of them were strong and it was easy for them to carry the body down.
Especially since the one lying inside is my own sister, I can’t complain no matter how hard or tired I am.
Uncle Jiu nodded and said, "You two can go back first and bury them in the original location. That way the feng shui will be good."
"I'll just walk around this hilltop and will be down soon. There's no need to report to the police. I'll bring him to apologize to you."
He is, of course, Mao Shan Ming.
Stealing a corpse is no small matter. If you report it to the authorities and file a lawsuit, you will at least be thrown into jail and given fifty lashes of the cane.
The two men looked at Mao Shanming angrily, bowed respectfully to Uncle Jiu, and were about to walk down carrying the coffin.
"Wait a minute!"
Russell stopped the two of them, rummaged in his arms with his right hand, and took out a round paper figure.
This cannot be called a paper man, perhaps it can be called a paper face. It is round and has a very simple expression, two big curved eyes and a curved mouth.
Just three strokes, but they make people feel that it is not serious no matter how they look at it.
Uncle Jiu was also dumbfounded. His talisman was a ghostly talisman. Russell...
"I am a funny paper figurine. Put this in your coffin so that your sister can laugh happily in her grave!"
Russell was talking nonsense seriously, and the two young men almost knelt down to thank him.
Under the nine springs of hell, this is such a precious gift.
The two young men slowly walked down the mountain. Uncle Jiu looked at the sky and said to Russell, "Let's go to the top of the mountain and take a look. Maybe the dragon vein is there."
"good!"
Uncle Jiu took a step forward and turned back to warn the somewhat dishonest Mao Shanming, "Don't run around before I come back. I'll be back soon."
"Sure, sure!"
Mao Shanming was delighted, but his expression was very serious. It seemed that he was truly regretful.
Uncle Jiu looked at him deeply, did not try to persuade him any further, and turned his head to look up the mountain.
What he said was true. The hole just now was very shallow. The dragon vein was not in this place, so we had to look for it.
Russell also followed behind him. Feng Shui is a science. As the saying goes, if you stand high, you can see far. Only when you see the overall situation can you have a clear idea.
If it comes to future generations, the feng shui will be much more interesting because with satellite maps, the trend will be clear at a glance.
But now I can only walk.
Uncle Jiu and Russell climbed up step by step. Fortunately, they were strong, but it was nothing.
The road up the mountain is rather desolate and sparsely populated, almost non-existent. The straight road is winding and you can see a few wild creatures from time to time.
The blind bear didn't see anything, but he did see a tiger.
On the other side of the mountain, on top of a huge rock, lazily basking in the sun.
When Russell saw it, he was full of curiosity. The tiger also saw Russell. After the man and the tiger looked at each other for a few seconds, the tiger turned its head lazily.
It seems to be full.
"well."
Russell sighed and looked at his little fist. "Master, why doesn't it come over? Otherwise, we would have tiger meat to eat."
He licked his lips and went down the Yangtze River, eating his way through the river. After eating too much from swimming in the water, he still missed running in the forest.
Uncle Jiu glanced at him and shook his head helplessly. This tiger had met its nemesis when it met Russell.
Fortunately, it didn't pounce on me, otherwise, I would have had an extra meal tonight.
There are so many tigers in the mountains. He had encountered them many times when he traveled around the world. Basically, you can encounter one on every mountain top.
Killing one less person means one less, and it can be considered as eliminating a pest for the local people.
The tiger basking in the sun doesn't know that he has escaped a disaster today because of his laziness.
On the other side, Mao Shanming was running very fast, laughing extremely arrogantly, "Hahahaha, Uncle Jiu, ah Uncle Jiu, you are so stupid."
Atonement
Are you kidding? Wouldn’t it be uncomfortable for me to run down the mountain and have fun
Who do you think you are
Mao Shanming thought clearly that as long as he found a house to hide in, the ghosts would not be able to find him.
When the matter is resolved, he will run away from Jiuquan Town to another place. He doesn't believe that the world is so big that his uncle Jiu can catch up with him.
As he was running, he heard someone calling his name from behind, and it seemed to be a woman.
"Ah Ming, help!"
Mao Shanming looked back in surprise and found a pit not far away. A woman with a troubled look on her face was shouting for help.
It looked like it had fallen into a trap set by a nearby hunter.
Mao Shanming originally didn't want to get involved in this matter. After all, he was not a good person.
And he was still running for his life. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly heard a woman's moan.
"Brother, please save me. As long as you save me, I, I, I can do anything."
this…
Maoshan Ming's heart was beating wildly. He staggered as he went down the mountain and turned a corner, heading towards the woman.
He had no idea that his forehead was glowing red, the color as rich and dazzling as blood.