"Mom... That Hong Qigong is not here?? Ye Heng didn't know what the surname of the seventh prince was, so he used the word Hong in his mouth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ye Mu suddenly heard the ridicule, and her face was blank, "The seventh prince is surnamed Wu, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"The family of the seventh prince said that the seventh prince went to the field and came back at six or seven o'clock in the afternoon..."

Ye Tian reflexively took out his mobile phone, only to see that the time was only half past three in the afternoon, "Dad, Mom, brother, I'll sleep for a while... Wait a minute, remember to call me, I haven't told fortunes in a long time..."

On the field path, a dark green taxi old horse passed by.

"Dad, do you know the road??" Ye Tian vaguely remembered that he had never gone to fortune telling with Ye's father, and in his previous life, his eldest brother Ye Heng drove Ye's mother on a motorcycle.

"I've been here once...", the muffled voice seemed to carry a story.

"Why??" Ye Tian's exuberant curiosity was aroused.

Ye Tian, as an online writer who has been in the industry for many years, naturally knows the importance of professional knowledge and erudition, if professional knowledge is the bone of the novel, then erudition (strong knowledge base) is the skin of the novel, only well-informed people can produce more novels with good 'hair color', a story of millions of words is not a simple fantasy, fantasy is just a pile of knowledge into a good-looking shape.

Finding the root of life is a shortcut to enriching knowledge and profound insight.

I don't know what the reason is, Father Ye didn't hide it, and paused, "The last time I came here, it should have been six or seven years ago. ”

Just as he said the beginning, the car slowly stopped, it should have arrived at the place, and Father Ye didn't unlock it to let people get out of the car, probably wanting to finish it.

"At that time, the farm had not been created for a long time, it should have been in May, and there was a column of more than ten pigs that did not eat feed."

"I can't see any fame, no matter what medicine doesn't work, just like that, five days have passed, and more than a dozen pigs have been skinny."

"At that time, I just heard that this seventh prince in the Jingtang District has some ability and can communicate with ghosts and gods."

"Originally, I didn't believe in this thing (Grandpa Ye's reputation for Ye Lin's gun was broadcast but he fell into a poor family, and Father Ye was disgusted), but there was no other way but to give it a try."

"When I asked this question, it was the mountain god who made trouble, said that we made money in that land, but we never worshipped the mountain god, and now the mountain god himself came to get the offerings, which are the dozen best-growing pigs."

"The seventh prince is indeed not wrong, that pig pen has always been the longest and healthiest pigs, and we have indeed never offered to the mountain gods."

Ye Tianzheng was fascinated by what he heard, but when he saw Father Ye, he began to sigh to himself, "What about later??" The pigs in that pen begged to come back??? ”

"Of course you were saved, otherwise you wouldn't be here!!"

"Later, your mother and I listened to him, bought paper money, clothes and paper, and a piece of pork, and left a pot of new rice (just cooked, no one has touched it), and went to the northeast of the mountain at twelve o'clock in the evening to worship, and meditated - when I first arrived in your land, I asked for peace and well-being."

"Don't be silent throughout the whole process, and don't look back after the end."

"The next day, the pigs in that pen were eating normal feed. After that, your mother burns incense on the fifteenth day of every month. ”

After Ye Tian listened, he only felt that Chinese metaphysics was really broad and profound, not completely distorted, and there was really such a strange thing.

Ye Tianzheng was about to think deeply, and Ye's mother spoke, "Get out of the car, be polite later!" ”

Through the sunset, Ye Tiancai saw clearly that the destination was not a trendy small bungalow, nor an ordinary brick house, it was a villa.

To be precise, an old landlord's mansion.

Although it is old, damaged, and covered with cobwebs, it always makes people feel a little extravagant, and there is a feeling of high-end atmosphere.

Ye Tian doesn't understand the house, but his feelings are very keen, this should be the landlord's mansion before the ****, right?

"Mom, were their families landlords before?" Ye Tian quickly followed Ye Mu and whispered in his ear.

"I'll talk about it later..."

Ye Mu walked in front of the light car on the spot, entered the gate building, turned left directly, and passed through the door all the way.

It should be this, Ye Tian looked at this spacious room, and there was an old light bulb hanging on the four-meter-high beam, which illuminated the room dimly.

A table of eight immortals was placed on the right side against the wall, and a septuagenarian in shabby clothes was sitting at the table reading a book, with reading glasses in his eyes, as if he didn't know that four outsiders had broken into the room.

"Qigong, good evening... I'm Whelan..."Mother Ye stepped forward to say hello with a friendly smile.

"Huh? Whelan is coming?? ”

Ye Tian looked at the old man with an unaware look, and complained in his heart, pretending! Keep loading it for me!!

Qi Gong said sorry and asked Ye Tian and the four of them to sit down at will.

There were only two wooden stools left in the room, so Ye's father and Ye's mother sat down at will, and the two Ye Tian brothers were naturally standing with a smile on their faces.

He said: "We young people, we like to stand, hehe..."

Qigong held the book in one hand and pinched his fingers in the other, "I don't know what happened to Whelan?" ”

"The master will know as soon as he calculates..."Ye Heng blurted out the resentment in his heart, which made Ye Mu's face stiffen, and what she said just now.

Qigong didn't care, pinched his fingers, and said confidently: "What you do is not wealth..."

Ye Tian continued: "Wealth out and wealth in?? ”

"There are discrepancies!"

"Between the entrances and exits, who is the more??"

"Hehe, out of the mud, into the clouds, the difference between the clouds and mud."

"What do you get?"

"Windfall!"

Ye Tian was shocked in his heart, so good?? There can't really be a way, right?

"What's the wealth of the one who came out?"

"Broken money!"

"What's the breach??"

“…… Internal and external collusion, wealth out of the northeast corner, has been pocketed, chasing it... It's hard..."

Sure enough, it was Wang Lung, a cunning man, who let you go in the previous life, and took it back with profit in this life.

Dare to break ground on Tai Sui's head...

As soon as Ye Mu saw the bubble chatter between Ye Tian and Qigong, she finally stopped, "Qigong, can you calculate that it was a few days ago?" ”

I saw Qigong's eyes closed lightly, and he kept pinching his fingers in his hands, "It's been three days, and the lord is already difficult to chase, the accomplice is still there, but the money has flowed away." ”

Hearing this, everyone also knew who was the accomplice, and stopped tacitly.

"I wonder if Qigong can calculate my numerology?"

"You... The young man should have a great chance!! The fire of life is as bright as the sun and the moon, and the tide of the times..."

Ye Tian only felt that for a moment, Qigong's cloudy eyes flashed with a light that penetrated people's hearts, and he was shocked in his heart, he really had real skills.

"What about me? What about me? How am I? Ye Heng saw that the Seven Princes seemed to know something, and hurriedly asked.

"You... There is blood in his life, and when he fights all his life, he knows whether it is good or bad..."

………

"Dad, go straight to the farm???"

"Hmm..."

(To be continued)

PS: The update is late, and Mengmeng is deeply sorry.

The book is finally about to be signed, and Mengmeng is busy with the contract.

Ask for votes for support...