Shuzhou, octagonal, village Basho hotel.

"The people from the archaeological team get out of here and give us an explanation."

"You dug mass graves and destroyed the feng shui in our village, and we must be compensated."

"The wells in our village are all dry, it's all a good thing done by your archaeological team, get out of here."

Among the troublemakers, in addition to the excited villagers, there are also many ruffians in their own village, and they naturally refuse to miss this kind of thing that can get benefits, and with the involvement of this group of ruffians, things are becoming more and more complicated.

"Everyone rushed in and pulled out the people from the archaeological team to see where they could hide." A village ruffian, waving a wooden stick in his hand, shouted.

"Damn, if you don't come out again, even the hotel will be smashed."

"That's it, come out quickly and give us an explanation." Everyone chimed in.

The people in the hotel were also frightened, and the manager of the hotel hurriedly came out to calm down, and shouted to the surrounding villagers: "Don't get excited, folks, the owner of this hotel is also from our own village, and the archaeological team has made a mistake, and it can't affect our hotel." ”

"Manager Zhou, if you are afraid that the hotel will be damaged, you should quickly drive out the people of the archaeological team and save yourself trouble." Zhang Heng shouted.

"Everyone, don't be impatient, I've already asked people to inform, the people from the archaeological team will come out immediately, can you wait outside the hotel, don't read novels on your mobile phone, which one is stronger?" The mobile reading network has affected the normal operation of the hotel. Manager Zhou persuaded.

"Less nonsense, call the people from the archaeological team out first." Another villager shouted.

……

In a room on the second floor of the Basho Hotel.

Feng Shuangxi, Li Zhaodi, and the hotel lobby manager are discussing countermeasures, and through the window on the second floor, you can see the excited villagers below, and the hotel lobby manager said with an anxious face: "Both, please go down and explain, otherwise the matter will be big." But it's not easy to clean up. ”

"What do you say, what is there to say to this group of Diao people, what our archaeological team did is reasonable and legal, do you need to explain it to them?" Feng Shuangxi frowned and said.

"Feng, there is a centuries-old well in the village, which suddenly dried up yesterday. Many villagers say that it is related to the excavation of mass graves, and if you don't go out and talk about it, this group of people will be hit. The lobby manager said.

"It's just nonsense, what can be the relationship between the two." Feng Shuangxi snorted, this statement must not be admitted, otherwise things will only get darker and darker.

"Feng, if I go down for a while, I think the villagers shouldn't embarrass me as an old woman." Seeing that things outside were getting bigger and bigger, Li Zhaodi was afraid that things would not be out of control. Tiyì said.

"Professor Li, this group of villagers usually looks very simple, but if they really want to screw, they really dare to hit people, in case you are accidentally injured, wouldn't it be a bad thing, I don't agree with you to go down, and I have already called the police." As long as the police can come, see if they dare to mess around. "Although Feng Shuangxi is an official. But he is only responsible for cultural relics, and he belongs to the office and pampered type, and he has no experience in dealing with this kind of scene, so he is a little worried in his heart.

"The law does not blame the public, they are all villagers, what can the police do with the villagers. This kind of thing can only be evacuated but not blocked, so I'd better go out. Li Zhaodi is a responsible person, and after leaving a sentence, she turned around and walked towards the outside of the room.

"Thank you, Professor Li, for showing you the way. We also have security guards in our hotel, so you won't be hurt. As soon as he heard that Li Zhaodi was going down, the lobby manager hurriedly led the way to the front.

Watching the two go out one after another, Feng Shuangxi couldn't sit still, after all, he was the director sent by the Cultural Relics Bureau, this matter was really going to make a big fuss, Li Zhaodi might not have anything, but he would definitely be affected.

Besides, Li Zhaodi went out to appease, he, an official. The staff is hiding inside, if it is used by someone with a heart to make a fuss, Feng Shuangxi will definitely be the first to suffer.

"Professor Li, wait a minute, I'll go out with you." Feng Shuangxi shouted and chased after him.

The group of three walked out of the hotel, and many people in the villagers knew Feng Shuangxi and Li Zhaodi, and the crowd suddenly boiled again.

"The head of the archaeological team is out."

"Yes, I remember that the old lady was an archaeology professor, and the middle-aged man was an official."

"Be sure to ask them how they are responsible."

Seeing the commotion below, Li Zhaodi couldn't hear clearly, waved her hand at the villagers, and said: "Villagers, please be quiet, I am the person in charge of the archaeological team, there is something to tell me, but it is best to elect one or two representatives, otherwise I don't know who to listen to in such a mess." ”

"All the folks are quiet, let me and Zhang Heng say, everyone is messing around, and the problem can't be solved at all." Zhang Wenhai shouted, suppressing the restless villagers.

"What do you call this old man?" Li Zhaodi asked.

"My name is Zhang Wenhai, and I am from Bajiao Village."

Zhang Wenhai reported his name, and then asked: "Your archaeological team has excavated the mass grave led by rabbits, which has affected the feng shui of our Bajiao Village, and caused the old wells in our village to dry up, what should you do about this matter." ”

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, listen to my explanation, it's true that we dug mass graves, but it has nothing to do with the drying up of the well water." Li Zhaodi explained.

"It doesn't matter, that ancient well hasn't dried up for hundreds of years, just because the mass grave was excavated, the ancient well dried up all of a sudden, how can there be such a coincidence." Zhang Heng questioned.

"You are feudal fans. Faith, ignorance, and the drying up of the ancient wells in the village are simply natural phenomena that cannot be relied on by the archaeological team. Feng Shuangxi said sharply, quite a bit of the momentum of the superior.

"Don't think about your archaeological team, if you don't give us a satisfactory explanation, we won't leave today." A villager shouted.

"Damn, we're here to ask for an explanation, don't try to perfunctory us."

"Feng Shui and superstition are two different things, don't mix them up, if you are not afraid of feng shui problems, why don't your archaeological team continue to excavate, it is clear that you are also afraid." Many villagers retorted.

Seeing many villagers scolding, Feng Shuangxi's anger also came up, and threatened: "Our archaeological team will deal with this matter, and you all disperse quickly, otherwise when the police come, they will all arrest you in prison and lock you up." ”

"Damn, these bastards actually called the police."

"Beat him up as a dog, I really thought we were bullies."

"Bullying people has been bullied to our village."

"The law does not blame the public, don't be afraid, beat him."

Feng Shuangxi's words were like an exploded hornet's nest, and many villagers rushed forward, surrounding Feng Shuangxi in the middle, and I don't know who kicked it, and directly kicked Feng Shuangxi to the ground.

Seeing that Feng Shuangxi had fallen, the other villagers also began to make black hands, you punched, I kicked, and pressed Feng Shuangxi to the ground and beat him......

Zhejiang, Anyang Village.

In the inner courtyard of the Han family's old house, Wang Lei was staring at the flowers in the courtyard in a daze, Bai Yinxue was holding a snowball on the side, Han Xing listened to Wang Lei's instructions and went to find Han Jingfeng and Han Jingshan brothers.

It didn't take long for Han Jingfeng to rush over first, panting and running in front of Wang Lei, and said, "Mr. Wang, did you ask Han Xing to call me over, did you discover the root of the feng shui problem?" ”

"Don't worry, take a breath, and then I'll ask you something to confirm my inference." Wang Lei said.

"I'm fine, just ask." Han Jingfeng said eagerly.

"Mr. Han, have you ever planted poplars in your yard before?" Wang Lei asked.

"How do you know, you really planted?" Han Jingfeng said.

"Did your family grow it themselves?" Wang Lei asked with a frown.

"It wasn't grown by our family." Han Jingfeng shook his head and explained: "Back then, our family's old house was taken away, and our family was kicked out, and there were no trees planted in the yard at that time. ”

"Later, your family cut down the poplars." Wang Lei asked.

"Yes, my father said that it was unlucky to plant poplars at home, so within a few days of redeeming the old house, he found someone to remove the poplar tree." Han Jingfeng said.

"Sure enough." Wang Lei muttered and said thoughtfully.

"Mr. Wang, is there anything wrong with this? Could it be that the feng shui of our old house is not good, and it has something to do with planting poplars? Han Jingfeng asked with a concerned look. (To be continued......) R1292