"The little liar can act, and the Shi family is gone. sent Shi Xiaoyu to the hospital, and now no one sees you cry.

Uncle and Uncle II asked me to take you to the grave, get in the car quickly, and burn more paper for the Shi family. If you don't die, hurry up and roll the calf.

In H City, walk with long eyes in the future, don't let your Huangmao brother look at it, otherwise Brother Mao will let you eat dung on the street. ”

Wang Fan was carrying the grief of the two of them, his eyes were red from crying, and he raised his eyes to see that Shi Xiaoyu had been sent to the hospital by Shi Yuli and others.

Only the servants of the Shi family were left at the scene, and it was Huang Mao who was tortured by him that day who was talking to him.

"Bring those pigeons. ”

Wang Fan pointed to the five pigeons on the branch, and Huang Mao looked at the pigeon on the branch and said: "Ha, these pigeons are really fat, and they will finish the grave in a while, and they will be roasted by the river." ”

He forgot that the five pigeons had five ghosts attached to them, and the five ghosts were very lonely, and remembered the sad things of a hundred years ago.

After hearing what Huang Mao said, the collective was furious.

The male ghost said to the other ghosts: "This kid is talking wildly, and we just want to vent our anger with him." ”

The five ghosts immediately understood, flapped their wings and pounced on the yellow hair under the tree.

Huang Mao screamed in surprise when he saw five green shadows pounce on him from the branches. My mind quickly remembered that these five pigeons were not mortal, they were planted into ghosts by Wang Fan, and no one could make a joke about ghosts.

But at this time, it was a little too late to regret it, and Huang Mao loosened the cigarette roll on his mouth and turned his head to run.

The back of his neck was cold and painful, and the people in front of him saw a pigeon sitting on the shoulder of the yellow hair, pecking non-stop.

Huang Mao screamed in pain, half of it hurt and the other half was frightened, a little afraid that the ghost was going to go up.

The other pigeon turned to the yellow fur, hovered in front of him, and pecked him in the eye.

The yellow hair was so frightened that his soul went out of his body, his eyes were protected by double hair, and the pigeon's beak snapped and pecked at the back of his hand, and several bloody mouths appeared in an instant.

Another pigeon stopped on the head of Yellow Fur, stepped on his yellow hair, and pecked at the tip of his head.

The sound sounded, and Huang Mao felt like a sledgehammer on his head.

Half of the people present were from Shi Yuli's family, so they were naturally happy to watch the excitement. And most of the servants of Shi Yuxing's family have a general relationship with Huang Mao, and they are not desperate for him at all.

There were only two yellow-haired wine and meat friends, who wanted to step forward to drive away the pigeons, but their hands stopped in the air, and when they saw that no one else moved, they also stopped.

It occurred to them that the five pigeons were possessed by ghosts, and that if one of them was accidentally wounded, something might befall them.

So they stood there and hesitated, watching Huang Mao be pecked by five pigeons covered in blood, and if they pecked again, their lives could not be saved.

The two of them rolled their eyes, and they all walked up to Wang Fan and bowed deeply: "Master, Huang Mao insulted the master just now, and he should be punished."

Today is the day of the Shijia sacrifice, and it is very bad luck to die. The master should let him go and give him a chance to mend his ways. ”

Wang Fan sneered: "I don't know if Brother Mao wants to eat roast pigeons?"

In the midst of the five pigeons, Huang Mao struggled in pain and cried: "Don't eat it, never eat it again." ”

"Don't you want to eat it, right, I just heard you say that you want to perform and eat in public. ”

Wang Fan looked at the dark woods in front of him.

"I didn't say it. ”

Huang Mao defended that the five pigeons attacked more ferociously, and they could still struggle and wave their hands just now, but now they could only be beaten passively with their heads in their hands.

"Brother Mao, you just admit it. ”

The two yellow-haired buddies couldn't stand it, so they hurriedly persuaded them.

"Okay, I said it, I said it. ”

Huang Mao thought that if he accepted it, Wang Fan would let him go.

He was wrong, Wang Fan was not a careless and forgiving lord, who made him speak so ugly just now.

"Will you be able to cash it in?"

Wang Fan asked quietly, completely saying a very ordinary thing.

"Yes, yes. ”

In order to get rid of the pigeon entanglement, Huang Mao now agrees to everything, and thinks about what will happen in his heart.

Seeing that Wang Fan asked the five pigeons to stop, the yellow hair, full of blood and tears, laughed miserably: "Master, I just want to eat, I have to have it, don't I?"

"It's not hard. ”

Wang Fan waved his hand at the five people next to him and motioned for them to.

"I'm sorry, Brother Mao. ”

Two of the five people had a holiday with Brother Mao, and they couldn't hide their joy on their faces.

In the blink of an eye, five chunks of steaming dung were brought to Huang Mao, Huang Mao's face was embarrassed, and he looked at Wang Fan with a wry smile and said, "Eat them all?"

"If you want to eat it all, I won't stop you. But it's not early, I'm going to hurry, you can finish this big lump. ”

Wang Fan pointed to the largest lump of them and said.

Huang Mao looked in the direction of Wang Fan's finger, it was a big lump.

He wanted to play tricks, but he saw five pigeons standing in front of him flapping their wings. He thought to himself that the eldest husband could bend and stretch, and he was not afraid of no firewood in the green mountains. I don't believe it, you stinky fortune teller, leave the Shi family, I will waste you every minute. Next time I'll let you eat ten lumps of.

After thinking about it, he reached out and grabbed the dung and began to eat, laughing as he ate.

The others covered their noses and couldn't bear to look at them, and after eating, Huang Mao stood up and laughed.

"He's crazy, he's crazy. ”

Others pointed at Huang Mao, thinking he was mentally ill.

Wang Fan didn't look at Huang Mao, walked to the side of the road and got into the car, and said to the driver: "Go, go to the ancestral grave." ”

The ancestral tomb of the Shi family is located in the east side of the Shijia villa ten miles of the river, Wang Fan got off the station and looked around the riverside, only to see the flying snow river in front of him go straight to the east, hit the east of the four sides of the boulder turned to the north, into the Dou Li River.

The Sifang boulder is the warehouse mountain in Ma Xiaoqian's mouth, the river can be regarded as a source of wealth, blocked by the warehouse mountain, poured into the Douli River in the direction of the ancestral tomb, no wonder the Shi family has been rich for a hundred years.

The west of the ancestral tomb and the north sides are each according to a flag and a drum-shaped mountain, which is also extremely meritorious and famous.

The former can make money, and the latter has merit and fame, how can the Shi family not prosper.

However, the Douli River is a little close to the ancestral tomb, and there is a tendency to spit out the ancestral tomb, why didn't Ma Xiaoqian say it?

Wang Fan asked people to find a brush and write down the feng shui record of the Shi family's yin house.

"Surrounded by two waters, auspicious mountains depend on each other, promoted to make a fortune, a good place. Tengu eats the sun, rejects water for 100 meters, and can keep the peace. ”

Wang Fan means that the location of the ancestral tomb is excellent, but the river is too close, so it is better to build a dam by the river, so that the river water can retreat 100 meters, and the river will not be close to the ancestral tomb.

It is difficult for ordinary people to fill the river and retreat the water, but he wants to be able to do it with the financial resources of the Shi family.

After finishing writing, Wang Fan saw that the servants of the Shi family had placed the sacrificial supplies properly according to his instructions, so he put down the feng shui record and began the sacrificial ceremony.

It took an hour to finish sacrificing the ancestors and ancestors of the Shi family, and he summoned five pigeons to him.

"The five of you are servants of the Shi family, and you are loyal to the Shi family, and the Shi family is sorry for you. Before, you helped find the second lady, although you didn't save her, but you did your best. I promised to surpass you, get rid of the curse of the Shi family, re-enter reincarnation, and not break my word. I'm going to ask you once now, to re-enter samsara, are you willing? ”

Wang Fan said with a suspicious expression.

The five ghosts have been ghosts in the mortal world for a hundred years, and they are miserable, and they are happy to hear that they have the opportunity to be reincarnated as a human being. They said in unison, "Thank you, Master, we are willing to re-enter the cycle of reincarnation. ”

(End of chapter)