Chapter Seventy-Eight: Collapsed
The owner of the statue is very young.
A woman with a melon seed face, delicate facial features, long hair and high plate, but her eyes are fierce, staring at the portrait, which makes people very uncomfortable.
"Paper money?
Calico?
Shou shoes?
Portrait?"
Yang Yaodong almost fell to the ground: "How can there be these things?"
He couldn't believe that he didn't feel anything at all when so much was involved in the bottom of his new car.
Ye Fei looked at him: "Yang Hall is not impressed?"
Yang Jianxiong's voice sank: "Brother, it is estimated that someone is going to deal with you, and eighty percent of it was the bastard who is going to come back to do it......" Yang Yaodong was about to nod, but suddenly remembered something: "Could it be that the collision with the hearse?"
Ye Fei looked at Yang Yaodong and asked, "What did Mr. Yang remember?"
"Last month, I was in a hurry to get to the airport and came across a funeral procession on the way. ”
Yang Yaodong's expression was solemn: "Because we are taking a small road, there must be a party at the turn to stop and avoid." ”
"I was in a hurry to fly to the capital for a meeting, so I stepped on the accelerator to turn the corner first and touched the funeral procession coming from the opposite side. ”
"A few people also fell because of this, I was busy going to the airport, so I ignored it, but I dropped 20,000 yuan from the car window......" He glanced at the portrait: "The deceased won't haunt me because of this, right?"
"Touched it?
Yang Hall didn't tell the truth. ”
Hearing Yang Yaodong's understatement, Ye Fei looked at him noncommittally and said: "The paper money and white cloth fell, which means that you frightened the living, otherwise they would not be spilled on the ground casually, let alone swept away by your car." ”
"The longevity shoes and the portrait show that the coffin was disturbed, otherwise how could the shoes on the feet of the deceased fall off?
How can the portrait become half a photo?"
The corners of his mouth hooked up a touch of banter: "Yang Hall, you are not honest at this time, then I can't help you." ”
"Brother Ye, I was wrong. ”
Yang Yaodong took a deep breath: "I was driving very fast, although I didn't hurt anyone, but let the team turn on their backs, I'm sorry for them." ”
"That's right. ”
Ye Fei looked at the yellow paper and the remains on the ground and said: "The deceased is the biggest, and you encounter a funeral procession on the road, if it is in the same direction, you can choose to take a detour first." ”
"If it's coming, you have to be polite. ”
As a result, you not only rushed into the team, but also scared people's coffins to fall, and you didn't apologize and appease them afterwards, so it's no wonder that people are full of resentment. ”
Ye Fei pointed out his recklessness: "Yesterday it should have been the other party's Sanqi, so your family will be in danger." ”
Yang Jianxiong felt incredible, but he didn't know how to refute it, so he could only wait and see.
Yang Yaodong grabbed Ye Fei's hand: "I was wrong, Brother Ye, how should I resolve it now?"
"Don't drive this car?"
He asked, "Or do you want to burn more paper money for this woman?"
"The evil spirit has spread to you, and whether you drive the car or not, it will not dissipate, it will only continue to condense. ”
Ye Fei could feel the anger on the paper money: "Then affect your family and friends." ”
"To resolve it, you have to get rid of that resentment. ”
Ye Fei took five drops of Yang Yaodong's blood and sprinkled them on paper money, white cloth, longevity shoes and posthumous portraits.
"I burned it with a lighter. ”
Yang Yaodong hurriedly took out a lighter and lit it.
It's just that what shocked Yang Yaodong was that the flames turned faintly green, and the paper money in his hand couldn't be burned.
Yang Yaodong was stunned: "Brother Ye, what do you mean?"
Yang Jianxiong frowned slightly, he didn't believe in evil, he took out his lighter to light it, to his surprise, there was not even a flame.
Yang Yaodong cold sweat oozed out.
"Little sister, he knows it's wrong. ”
Ye Fei gently stroked the photo with his fingers: "Don't be general." ”
Subsequently, he asked Sun Bufan to bring a silver needle and stab Yang Yaodong one after another.
As soon as the nine needles come out, the evil qi on the body will be fragile.
After dropping the needle, Ye Fei tilted his head slightly: "Point again." ”
Yang Yaodong ignited the fire again.
This time, the flames were normal, and things were burning quickly.
Wisps of green smoke rose, but they did not drift around, but continued to spread towards Yang Yaodong.
The black qi on his face immediately twisted and churned like a poisonous snake.
It didn't take long for most of the black qi to dissipate, leaving only the legs entangled.
Yang Jianxiong looked at this scene in disbelief, if he hadn't personally experienced that the lighter couldn't be turned on, he would have thought that Ye Fei was playing magic.
Most of the black gas burned away, Yang Yaodong suddenly felt light, and his spirit became vibrant: "Brother Ye, the matter is settled?"
Ye Fei shook his head: "Burning these things only dissolves ninety percent of the evil qi." ”
"To completely eliminate, you have to find that house and then give the deceased five pillars of incense and kowtow nine times. ”
"In addition, I will help improve the situation at the other party's home. ”
Ye Fei took the silver needle off him: "Sincerity has arrived, I believe the other party will let you go." ”
"Understood, understood, I will apologize. ”
Yang Yaodong nodded again and again, and the relaxation of his body was quickly transmitted to his spirit.
He looked at Ye Fei, his face and eyes were a little complicated.
In just one night, his opinion of the young man completely changed.
Yesterday he was still an atheist and regarded Ye Fei as a liar, but now, Yang Yaodong no longer has such thoughts.
Without Ye Fei's help, he couldn't even count the paper money.
It's really a character.
The shrewdness in officialdom let him know that he had to win over Ye Fei.
If you don't say anything else, just to save your own life, how can you repay this kindness?
"Okay, it's settled. ”
Ye Fei pointed his finger at Audi: "This car will be fine, Yang Hall can be driven with confidence." ”
"Don't ......" Yang Yaodong waved his hand again and again: "I don't dare to drive this car." ”
"By the way, Brother Ye doesn't seem to have a car yet?"
Ye Fei was very honest: "Not for the time being." ”
Liu Fugui's Mercedes-Benz can still be settled.
"If Brother Ye doesn't dislike it, I'll give you this car to drive. ”
Yang Yaodong stuffed the key into Ye Fei's hand: "You are a master, and only you can control it." ”
Ye Fei was stunned: "This is not appropriate, right?"
The car is a new car, with a license plate of five or eight, and it can pass through countless important places, and the value is nearly 10 million.
"What's wrong?"
Yang Yaodong laughed: "Besides, if you don't accept it, I don't dare to open it, and staying by my side is another heart disease." ”
"My brother should do my brother a favor. ”
He patted Ye Fei's shoulder very enthusiastically: "Take it, take it." ”
Ye Fei didn't squirm either: "Mr. Yang is so enthusiastic, then I'll take it." ”
Compared to Yang Yaodong's life, an Audi is nothing, and after chatting, Yang Yaodong got up and left the hospital with someone.
Yang Jianxiong deliberately lagged behind by half a beat, and smiled at Ye Fei, who was sending off the guest: "Doctor Ye, your methods today are incredible, but unfortunately I don't believe it." ”
"You fooled my eldest brother, but you couldn't fool me, I can conclude that you must have played a trick. ”
"But my brother believes in you so much, and you have no malice for the time being, so I won't say anything about you. ”
"It's just that I want to remind you, don't hurt my brother, let alone take the opportunity to harm the interests of the Yang family, otherwise I, Yang Jianxiong, will not let you go. ”
He hid a needle in his cotton: "Let's do it for ourselves." ”
Ye Fei didn't get angry, just smiled faintly: "You don't believe in these things, so what do you believe?"
"Fist!"
Yang Jianxiong picked up a pebble from the ground, put it in the palm of his hand and shook it violently, and with a click, the pebble shattered instantly.
A pile of sand and gravel fell from his palm.
"In this world, fists are king. ”
Yang Jianxiong looked arrogant: "As long as the fist is hard enough, the cow ghost and snake god can be crushed." ”
"It's a pity that your fists aren't hard enough. ”
Ye Fei reached out and directly grabbed Yang Jianxiong's short gun, and shot it at his head.
Yang Jianxiong subconsciously roared: "Tired of living?"
"Smack-" As soon as he was halfway through the words, he stopped like a rooster cutting his throat, and his expression was shocked to the extreme.
In the field of vision, in front of the brain, the warhead shot out was grabbed by Ye Fei with his palm.
Ye Fei, who was about to burst out of his brain, stood in place intact.
The wind is light and the clouds are light, and you can smile and watch the flowers bloom and fall.
It can't be, this can't be...... Yang Jianxiong knelt down, stunned, and about to cry.
His pride, his rebelliousness, his worldview, all collapsed.
"Yang Agency, let's keep a souvenir. ”
Ye Fei threw the hot warhead back to Yang Jianxiong: "Take it well, in the past few days, you also have a bloody disaster......