Seeing Yun Hua ask this question, Zhong Xiaoshu's expression was very hesitant.
After Yun Hua questioned, Zhong Xiaoshu said in a low voice, "The Gong family is actually a feng shui master, and the children of their family who work outside are also feng shui masters."
Feng Shui Master
This was beyond Yun Hua's expectations.
"Who is the main Fengshui master in the Gong family?" Yun Hua asked again, "It's impossible for everyone in the Gong family to read Fengshui, right?"
"Of course not." Zhong Xiaoshu said, "Grandpa Gong should be the most powerful. He is seventy years old and has black hair. His teeth can eat a pound of meat!"
"Can you show us this old man?" Yun Hua asked.
Zhong Xiaoshu shook his head: "I don't know, Mrs. Gong doesn't see outsiders."
As he said that, Zhong Xiaoshu felt a little strange, "Aren't you looking for those two students? Why are you so curious about the Gong family? The Gong family is also very evil. My parents won't let me go to the Gong family easily."
"The Gong family has an evil door? Didn't you say they are Feng Shui masters?"
"That's right, but the Gong family... always dies." Zhong Xiaoshu said, "The old man of the Gong family now has only one grandson left, and he is still sick and doesn't go out all day. I'm still the same as before. I’ve seen you for two years, but it’s been a long time since I’ve seen anyone.”
Hearing what Zhong Xiaoshu said, Yun Hua smiled, "Isn't the Gong family a Feng Shui master? Why didn't you check your own Feng Shui? According to what you said, the Gong family's fortune is not good."
Zhong Xiaoshu was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head with a smile, "It's true. It's all superstition anyway, and I don't believe it either."
The group of people turned around again and arrived at the house in the east of the village.
The geographical location of this village determines that the buildings in the village cannot be magnificent, and it would be good if they can even be the most basic and solid.
All that Yun Hua saw along the way were thatched houses, but the mansion of the old man in front of him looked completely different from those thatched houses.
This mansion turned out to be white walls and blue tiles!
This kind of building is not uncommon in other places, and it is not difficult to build, but in this kind of mountain village, the difficulty of white walls and blue tiles is indeed a bit high.
And it is this house with white walls and blue tiles that distinguishes the butler from the surrounding houses.
"Do you really want to go in?" Zhong Xiaoshu stood at the door, still hesitating.
Yun Hua glanced at him, and couldn't help but reached out and touched his head, as if he just remembered that he was still a boy in his teens, "What are you afraid of, come here."
Zhong Xiaoshu's face blushed, and he quickly avoided Yun Hua's hand, "I'm already a big boy, you can't touch my head."
"Oh." Yun Hua smiled, "Sorry, I just remembered that you are only ten years old."
"..." Zhong Xiaoshu was speechless, "I don't know if you are precocious, sister."
Yun Hua smiled and reached out to knock on the door, "Precocious little brother, take us to visit Mr. Gong."
It was an old man who opened the door.
Yun Hua was a little strange.
Zhong Xiaoshu had already spoken: "Second Master, are you here, is Grandpa Gong there?"
"You are a child of A Zhi's family." The second master looked at Zhong Xiaoshu for a while, and recognized him, "Are you hungry, but still looking for water? I'll get it for you, and go play somewhere else."
"No, Second Master, we want to..."
"Hello, old man, we are here for tourism. We are very interested in Shanggong village and want to visit." Yun Hua said with a smile.
The old man called Er Ye looked up and down at Yun Hua, "Come in."
(end of this chapter)