Noon.

On the periphery of the courtyard of the Jiang family's bungalow, a large excavator was parked, and its huge tentacles were raised high, aiming at the roof of the Jiang family.

Not far away, surrounded by a group of villagers, they were looking at each other, pointing and pointing.

At this time, in the courtyard, it is a different picture.

In the center of the courtyard, there is a large long table, on the table, there are two large candles, next to the candles, there is a bowl of glutinous rice and a peach wood sword, under the peach wood sword is pressed a stack of yellow rune paper.

A man in a yellow robe* was at the long table, his appearance and dress were a little different from the others. The hair is left on the chest like the ancients, the back of the head is tied in a bun, and the sides are thick, so I can't guess the real age.

On the other side of the long table, there were more than a dozen people gathered, all of whom were in high spirits and looked like elites, carefully observing the movements of the Taoist priest.

Standing in the middle of the group was a middle-aged man, dressed in a Tang suit, with the top of his head half-bald, standing with his stomach bent and his hands in his hands.

He said: "Daochang Zheng, all the workers are already in place, just wait for you to say when you will start to push the house." ”

"Wait a minute. ”

The Taoist priest looked up at the sky for a while, and after the clouds covered half of the sun, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand and pulled out two yellow talismans under the peachwood sword, and licked them with a candle, and the yellow talisman ignited.

The firelight licked to the fingertips, the Taoist priest seeped the paper into the porcelain bowl filled with water, the yellow talisman on fire melted when it met the water, and the water instantly became black, the Taoist priest dipped his fingers in the bowl, stirred carefully a few times, and then picked up the bowl, raised his head and drank a whole bowl of talisman soup.

Black runic water slid down the corners of his mouth and seeped between the open collars, like a black hole that swallowed people, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The man in Tang costume looked at it without blinking, faintly surprised and excited. But soon, the Taoist priest put down the bowl and wiped his hand to his mouth, "The time has come, everything is ready, let's do it." ”

The man in Tang immediately ordered his subordinates to act, and the subordinates trotted to the door and shouted at the workers sitting on the excavators.

"Action!"

The excavator started slowly, and at the same time, the people in the courtyard also evacuated, and even the sacrificial table placed in the middle of the courtyard was carried outside.

As soon as the excavator went down, the wall of Jiang Xi's house collapsed in an instant, and in the huge sound, a piece of dust flew up. After digging the fence, the excavator slowly drove into the yard, ready to attack the only remaining bungalow.

Seeing that Jiang Xi's family was about to be completely bulldozed.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, a blue-and-white figure squeezed through the crowd and rushed into the courtyard, standing in front of the bungalow, eyes staring straight at the driver on the excavator.

When the driver saw a person standing in front of the bungalow, his face turned pale and he slammed on the brakes.

More than a dozen people suddenly walked over, and the man in Tang costume walked in the front, his face was ugly, "This young man, why are you preventing the driver from working?"

Ying Xiaochuan recognized this man in Tang costume at a glance, it was the man who appeared at the door of Jiang's house last night.

Although he didn't know what this man had to do with the Jiang family, he knew very well in his heart that the reason why this group of people dared to push the Jiang family's house so blatantly must have a certain amount of confidence.

"This gentleman, why are you demolishing the Jiang family's house?"

The man in Tang costume said lightly: "This is not the Jiang family's house, this land was mine twenty years ago." ”

"As far as I know, the Jiang family's house was there forty years ago. Even if the land is yours, the house is still the Jiang family, and no one can stop you from demolishing the house, but you have to do it while the Jiang family is here, right?"

"Jiang Zhengguo is unconscious now, is it possible that if he doesn't wake up for a day, I will have to wait for him for a day?"

"Uncle Jiang has only been admitted to the hospital for a day, and it is too early to say that he is unconscious. ”

The man in Tang costume looked at Ying Xiaochuan coldly, "Boy, what do you mean by this, are you here to make trouble?"

"I'm not here to cause trouble, sir. Ying Xiaochuan replied politely: "First of all, no matter how you got the land under the Jiang family's house, now all the Jiang family's property, including his son's coffin, is parked in this bungalow, and the bones are not cold, you forcibly demolish the other people's houses without saying hello, is it unreasonable?"

"Jiang Zhengguo is lying in the hospital, who do you want me to discuss with? What's more, Jiang Jianguo's house appeared on my land, which is already considered an illegal occupation of land, and it is completely reasonable for me to demolish it. The man in Tang costume said confidently.

"So, do you have a house demolition permit from the court? Uncle Jiang knew about this in advance? Or are you planning to demolish someone's house without Uncle Jiang's knowledge?"

That's not true. As soon as Ying Xiaochuan's voice fell, he saw the Taoist priest slowly walking out from behind the man in Tang costume, and said: "Jiang Xi is dying, and his soul is uneasy, all because the Jiang family's feng shui is not good. The land that Mr. Tang bought was originally a treasure land of feng shui, and it was a saint, but because of Jiang Zhengguo's mess, the treasure land became a fierce land, if Mr. Tang did not take back this land and re-cultivate feng shui, then the retribution of the Jiang family would all be fulfilled on Mr. Tang's body. ”

His voice is indistinguishable, it seems to be dumb but not dumb, a pair of eyes are very impressive, triangular eyes, there seems to be a puddle of black water in the eye sockets, his eyes are gloomy and cold, and the places he stares at are as if they have been licked by the tongue of a poisonous snake.

Ying Xiaochuan said: "Who are you?"

The man in Tang costume replied: "This is the Lei Dao chief of the Four Elephants Taoist Temple." ”

"Four Elephant Taoist Temple?"

"The Four Elephants Taoist Temple is the best at looking at feng shui, and the Lei Dao is highly respected, and what he says will not be wrong. ”

Although Ying Xiaochuan has completely believed in the theory of ghosts and gods, it is precisely because he understands this line of work that he knows that some of them are liars and some are cultivators with improper intentions.

"May I ask where is the basis for looking at Feng Shui?"

Daoist Lei glanced at Ying Xiaochuan with contempt, "I'll tell you what's wrong, can you understand?"

Ying Xiaochuan laughed even more contemptuously, "You can't even tell why, and you still want to demolish the house?"

Dao Dao Lei's eyes suddenly became vicious.

The man in Tang costume said: "Boy, you would say such a thing because you have never seen Lei Daochang's ability, and for your young age, Lei Daochang will not be as knowledgeable as you." ”

Hearing the praise of the man in Tang costume, Lei Daochang's expression improved a little.

Ying Xiaochuan smiled: "May I ask what is Daoist Lei's real ability?"

The man in Tang costume glanced at Daoist Lei and saw that he had no objections, so he said generously: "Daoist Lei can call the wind and rain." ”