When I entered the mountain, I felt an aura of slaughter. Here, I don't seem to feel the existence of life. The wild beasts in the mountains have already escaped without a trace, and the sounds of birdsong that can be heard everywhere on weekdays are completely inaudible. The black bean that came with me reluctantly entered the woods, and I could see a sense of fear in its expression.
Hongqiu flew high in the sky, but always kept a distance from Bajiao Mountain. Obviously, the breath released in the Bajiao Mountain is very jealous and disgusting.
I also had a creepy feeling, but the vitality was running fast in my body, driving away the dead energy around me at once. I ran quickly to the top of the mountain. The trees in the mountain forest have also withered a lot. Some trees that were evergreen all year round have completely fallen off, leaving only the trees. This situation is really scary. I know the situation here is very serious without looking at it. I just hope that this dead aura will not spread to Bajiao Village.
But I know that this kind of thinking is an extravagant hope. The reason why the death energy has not spread to Bajiao Village is entirely because the formation of Bajiao Village is still playing a certain role, and the effect of the formation is completely eliminated. It is the day of the demise of Bajiao Village.
Thinking of this, my footsteps couldn't help but get faster and faster, and within a few breaths, I was already halfway up the mountain. From here, I could already see the whole picture of Bajiao Village. I took a look at Bajiao Village, and I found out that the huge formation in Bajiao Village had been artificially destroyed. Several newly built houses left several huge gaps above the large array. The repressive aura emanating from the great formation has become weaker and weaker. Kneeling and begging Baidu for a while *eyes* song
I sighed and my heart was cold: "This is troublesome."
It's not completely impossible. But it's no different from having no way, the way I can think of can't be implemented in Bajiao Village. For example, if you want to suppress the source of dead qi on the main peak of Bajiao Mountain, you must restore the large formation in Bajiao Village. As long as the big formation plays its role again, you can immediately suppress the source of dead qi on the main peak of Bajiao Mountain. Although the death energy in Bajiao Mountain is strong, as long as there is no source, it will soon dissipate. Bajiaoshan will soon come back to life.
However, in order to restore this great formation, the newly built houses must be demolished. This is not an easy task. The foundations of these houses are all viewed by Feng Shui masters. It may be a lifetime's savings to waste the owners of these houses. Now to demolish these houses, the resistance that will be faced can be imagined.
Not to mention others, even Uncle Thirteen would not agree. Thirteenth Uncle's house has only been built on one floor. But if he demolished his house at this time, it would be equivalent to killing him.
"How can this be done?" I couldn't think of a better way at once. Some lost their souls and walked down the mountain.
Grandpa and sister were very nervous when they saw me coming home.
"Yangyang, how is the situation?" Grandpa asked eagerly, and he was naturally worried about the big problems in this place where he had lived for decades.
My sister was also very concerned about this issue and looked at me with concern.
"Very bad. The formation in the village was destroyed by several newly built houses. The effect of the formation is weakening, and now it can barely suppress the dead aura escaping from the main peak of Bajiao Mountain, but after a while, I am afraid it will be difficult to suppress. Okay." I shook my head.
"Is there no other way?" Sister asked.
"It's not that there is no way. But my way doesn't work at all." I said helplessly.
"Why?" My sister was naturally even more surprised.
"If you want to repair the big array, you have to demolish those new houses. This is impossible. There are several houses that have spent a lifetime of hard-earned money, built with great difficulty, and want them to give up. It's impossible," I explained.
"Is there no other way?" My sister asked.
I shook my head. "Maybe. But I don't know."
"I'm going to talk to the people in the village." Grandpa Su Rian didn't have much confidence in persuading the people in the village, but of course he couldn't watch Bajiao Village get destroyed because of these few houses.
Sure enough, as I expected, before Grandpa had time to discuss with the villagers, he hit a nail at Uncle Thirteen.
"How is that possible? My house foundation was checked by a feng shui master. How could there be a problem? Yangyang, don't be kidding me. It took my life savings to repair this house. And I'm not the only one in the village. People have built recipes, and several have been built."
"Uncle Thirteen, I can understand your feelings. But what I said is true. If these houses are not demolished and the original grand formation is not restored, Bajiao Village will become a dead place in the future. I believe the recent situation in Bajiao Mountain. You also know. In the mountains, all the animals have escaped. Even the plants are dying in pieces. If we wait for the effect of our Bajiao Village to completely disappear, then our Bajiao Village will also become a dead village. To At that time, no matter how well-built the house is, 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 hand and went home.
Several other houses in the village who had built new houses also quickly heard the news, and they all spoke out. Those who wanted to demolish their houses first stepped over their bodies. There was even a family that rushed into my yard and started shouting.
"Huang Jingyang, you're a capable person now! Your house is the only one in the village that can build a foreign-style house. Others build better-looking houses than yours, so you will do everything possible to tear down other people's recipes, right?" Ma Yushun spoke. Dad Ma Wanyi. Because of Ma Yushun's incident, the Ma family still holds a grudge against me to this day. I think I forced his son to have a home and not be able to return.
"Ma Wanyi, if you don't want anything, just push it on Yangyang. This matter has nothing to do with Yangyang. Yangyang already told me that this matter will definitely not be done. We can only watch our Bajiao Village. It's over. But I don't believe it, and I don't want Bajiao Village to be over like this. I'll go over and tell you a few households. Our family built a house, but our house was built on the old foundation. Nothing was moved. The soil of the formation method. But your households are different. The recipes built are more than double the size of the previous ones, and the soil around the house has also been moved..." Grandpa patiently tried to explain to Ma Wanyi, and he just finished talking. Interrupted by Ma Wanyi.
"I want my house to be demolished, unless, unless your house is demolished too! No! Even if your house is demolished, I don't want to. My house was approved by the town and village. It belongs to my family. Legal property, your house will not be demolished just because of a feudal superstition in your family! I will go to the town and let the town cadres judge and judge. Your family engages in feudal superstition and forces us to demolish the house. "As soon as Ma Wanyi turned around, he walked towards the road to the town.
Grandpa was in a hurry. He didn't expect that his soft-heartedness would make me become so passive all of a sudden.
"Wanyi, Wanyi. Don't, don't, don't go to town. Just pretend I didn't say anything. I said it wrong. My family Yangyang didn't do anything. Blame me if you want to."
"It's too late! You spread rumors to the whole village that we are going to demolish the new houses we just built. It's obviously a feudal superstition." Ma Wanyi walked in the direction of Changshan without looking back.
"Oh, it's all my fault!" Grandpa was very annoyed.
"Grandpa, you can do whatever you want. You can file a complaint wherever you like. I told you that it doesn't make sense with the people in the village. After the New Year, you can go to the city with us. If Bajiao Village believes in me, follow me. When I go to Jincheng, I will arrange a place for them to live temporarily, and they can go to Jincheng to find work. I will also try to solve the problem of children's schooling." I also secretly made up my mind because of the actions of Ma Wanyi and several other households. .
Uncle Thirteen was a little embarrassed and walked into our yard, "Second Uncle, Yangyang, it's not that I don't believe you. It's true that this house has cost me all my life savings. Now, with your words, I will tear it down. You let me tear it down. I, how can I accept it?"
"Uncle Thirteen, you don't know what's going on here, and I don't blame you if you don't understand. But I didn't scare you. If the big formation is not repaired, it will happen in a short time. But since you are not willing to demolish the house, I will Naturally, I won't force you. It's entirely up to you. Besides, it's not worth the family's promise to do this. But Uncle Thirteen, I still want to persuade you to take your family out after the New Year. It won't take another month before you know I'm not hurting you." I said seriously.
Ma Wanyi really brought this matter to the town. The town also takes it very seriously. Feudal superstition was originally a trivial matter, but it was no trivial matter for feudal superstition to force ordinary people to demolish their houses. The cadres in the town also paid great attention to it. If something big happens, they won't be able to communicate with each other.
Coincidentally, when Ma Wanyi went to the town to complain, Xia Wanxiao, the deputy magistrate of Qiushan County, happened to be in Changshan Town to condolences to the lonely and widowed elderly. I heard that the deputy county magistrate Xia slapped the table angrily on the spot. She is the deputy county magistrate in charge of culture and health. She naturally felt that she could not save face when something like this happened in the county. He immediately expressed that he wanted to personally come to Bajiao Village to meet my little fairy. When the deputy magistrate is coming, Chen Rui, secretary of the town party committee, and Yang Qiang, the mayor of the town, will naturally accompany him, and they must also make a gesture in front of the deputy magistrate. He also specially called Gu Xiaobai, the director of the police station, with a few police officers to escort him. It's about to be New Year's Eve, and this kind of thing happened, and everyone's face is bad.
We were about to eat dinner when we heard someone shouting in the yard.
"Is Huang Jingyang at home?" The voice of the caller was somewhat raw. I walked to the door with some doubts, only to see Ma Wanyi leading a large group of people to my yard. At first glance, these people seem to be unkind, and there are even policemen inside.
"I am." I replied calmly.
"Are you Huang Jingyang?" The female county magistrate, Xia Wanxiao, looked at me with some doubts. Naturally, I didn't know that the woman in her forties was the deputy county magistrate.
"I am. Is there something wrong?" I said casually.
"Children, don't talk nonsense. This is the county magistrate." Gu Xiaobai, who was standing beside him, said sharply.
"She is the president of the country, and I am Huang Jingyang." My voice also increased a bit, with a hint of displeasure in my words.
The county magistrate Xia glanced at Ma Wanyi and thought it was the peasant who put it together.
Chen Rui, secretary of the town party committee, immediately asked sternly, "Ma Wanyi. What's going on?"
Ma Wanyi was taken aback and said quickly: "It's him, it's him. Don't look at his young age. He has been acting like a ghost in the village since he was a child. My son was so scared by him that he didn't dare to study in the village, so he had to transfer to another place. Unexpectedly, he thought it was not enough to harm my family, so he even came up with another trick, wanting to demolish my house that was built this year. He wanted to demolish not only my house, but also the newly built house in the village. He can't tolerate other people's homes being better than theirs."
The village party secretary Huang Lisheng heard the news and hurried over.
"Misunderstanding, there must be a misunderstanding here." Huang Lisheng defended me as soon as he entered the door. "The demolition of the house is actually a misunderstanding. It's all my fault. When Yangyang's grandfather came to my house to play at noon today, he said casually, It would be good to say that we have to build houses in our village as if we had a plan in the city. Otherwise, you build your house in the village and I build mine. Without any planning, it will definitely be messy in the future. I will say, how to plan, unless the These newly built houses have all been demolished. I didn't expect Ma Wanyi and the others to hear it and misunderstood."
"Hey! Huang Zhishu, you can't cover up feudal superstitions? Huang Jingyang is practicing feudal superstitions in the village. No one in the village knows, no one knows? It's just that everyone is usually afraid of him and dare not speak out. Tang, come and give me a testimony." When Ma Wanyi saw Uncle Thirteen, it was as if he saw a savior.
When Uncle Thirteen heard Ma Wanyi calling him, he also frowned, but being stared at by a large group of people, he could only bite the bullet and walk over: "Wanyi, what do you want me to do?"
"Guotang, here are all the leaders of the county and town. They are all here for Huang Jingyang's feudal superstition and want to demolish our house. With them in charge, we don't need to be afraid of Huang Jingyang. Tell me , 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.
Everyone turned their attention to Uncle Thirteen.
Uncle Thirteen shook his head, "Demolish the house? What is Huang Jingyang doing to demolish my house? I'm still his uncle thirteen. If he dares to demolish my house, I will smash his ass. Ma Wanyi, I think you're more serious. I went back alive. I actually framed a child. Your kid used to call a hooligan to fight Yangyang, but Yangyang didn't do anything to your kid. I didn't expect you to hold grudges and go to town to frame Yangyang. Yang Yang is my nephew! Anyone who dares to frame him will pass me first!"
Ma Wanyi immediately said angrily: "You, you, Huang Guotang, you are also surnamed Huang. You can't count what you say."
"Why did you come to me since you said I can't speak?" Uncle Thirteen said angrily. (.)