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"It's hard to say."

At this time, Fang Yuan groaned: "However, from the perspective of feng shui, generally speaking, the trees next to the temple, because they have received the offering of incense, even if they are dry, but the vitality is still there, and sooner or later the situation of dead wood will spring happen." ”

For example, the mulberry tree of Kaiyuan Temple in Quanzhou is a very haode example, after more than 1,200 years of wind and rain, after several withering glory, it was even struck by lightning, and the trunk was directly divided into three. But the three branches miraculously survived, and the old trunk pulled new branches, lush and lush, and still flourished. ”

Between speaking, Fang Yuan emphasized: "And this is not an exception, as long as you pay close attention, you will know, but all the trees within the scope of the Taoist Buddha temple are very tenacious, and they rarely die." ”

"Mr. Fang."

At the same time, Yang Shijin said decisively: "You don't have to explain too much to me, since you think there is a problem with the camphor wood, then let's just go over and take a look." ”

As the controller of a large company, Yang Shijin naturally knows that professional matters must be handled by professional people. She never cares about the process, as long as she is satisfied with the result.

"Good ......" Fang Yuan originally had such a plan, so naturally he would not refuse.

The next group immediately turned around and walked briskly towards the temple in the village.

The mountain village is on the edge of the county seat and is easily affected by the benefits of urban development, so the buildings in the village are gradually urbanized, and it can be seen at a glance. There are all small brick and stone buildings, and there are very few mud houses.

Of course. Since the buildings in the village are not uniformly planned, the orientation of the buildings is different. Naturally, it seems a little disorganized. However, these are not the point, the point is that no matter what changes have happened in the village, as long as the elders in the village are still there, then the incense in the temple in the village will definitely not be bad.

A moment later, Fang Yuan and his party came to the center of the village, only to see that a flat clearing suddenly opened up in front of them. In the clearing, there is a temple of blue bricks and black tiles. The retro-style building also looks a little charming.

Come here. Everyone can also see very clearly, next to the temple is a tree enclosed by a concrete fence. The tree is relatively tall, with a very thick trunk, and it rises straight up from the ground for about ten meters, and then it branches out. It is also conceivable that if the branches of the tree are covered with leaves, then it must be a lush canopy.

Unfortunately, the tree has clearly lost its life, and its bark is black and cracked. There is not the slightest green leaf on the whole body, revealing a lifeless atmosphere.

At this time, a group of villagers gathered around the tree, as if divided into two factions. They were pulling and shouting at each other, because they were speaking the local dialect, Fang Yuan really didn't understand it. Do not know these people weishenme while arguing.

Yang Shijin probably couldn't understand it, so he gestured directly: "Go find an insider to ask." ”

The entourage heard the sound. Hurriedly went up to find a young man who was standing on the periphery and watching the excitement. The main thing is that the young man is good at communicating, and he is not involved in it. Rather, it is possible to understand the situation from the point of view of impartiality.

After a while, the young man walked over, and when he saw a big beauty like Yang Shijin, he was inevitably a little restrained, his eyes aimed and aim, twinkling, and he wanted to look at it but was embarrassed to look at it.

"Brother."

At the right time, Fang Yuan stepped out and asked with a smile, "What's going on, it looks like it's going to fight?" ”

"If you can't fight, you've been arguing for days, and you're going to fight early." The young man glanced at Yang Shijin again, then shook his head and said: "Besides, they are all from the same village, villagers, it's okay to quarrel, but if you want to fight, someone must come out to stop it." ”

"What are you arguing about?" Fang Yuan continued to ask.

"The tree is dead." The young man explained: "I heard that it is camphor wood, and it is quite valuable. ”

"Someone proposed to dig up the trunk and sell it for money while the trunk was not completely rotten. But some people disagreed, thinking that this was the sacred tree in the village, the treasure of the town and village, and could not be moved lightly. The other side said that it was superstition, but some people felt that it was a historical relic, and it really couldn't be dug up indiscriminately, and no one could convince anyone anyway, so they quarreled. ”

The young man shrugged his shoulders: "It's been a lot of noise, and it's been going on for days, and there's no result." ”

"Treasure of the Town and Village...... Fang Yuan's eyes flashed, and then he smiled: "Weishenme said that this tree is a historical relic, has it existed for a long time?" ”

"It's been a long time." The young man nodded and pointed to the situation: "There is a stone tablet next to it, it is said that in the Song Dynasty, the ancestors of our village migrated from other provinces and brought a branch, and when they were sure to settle down here, they planted the branch and lived around the tree, and then we had our village." ”

Since the Song Dynasty, it has indeed been a thousand years, even if it migrated from the Southern Song Dynasty, it has a history of seven or eight hundred years. If this is true, then the tree in front of you should be a thousand-year-old camphor tree.

"Actually, this tree was still very lush a few decades ago."

In front of the beautiful woman, the young man was full of desire to tell: "According to my father, when he was young, he often competed with his friends to see who could climb to the top of the tree." But for some reason, the tree slowly withered, especially in the past few years, all the leaves have fallen off, and no more buds have grown. I found someone to see it, and said that the trees were old, and they naturally aged and died. ”

"Really?" Fang Yuan looked up at the dead tree, and it was difficult to tell whether the tree had died of natural aging, or if it had obliterated the vitality of the tree due to supernatural reasons.

"I'll go take a look."

Fang Yuan thought about it, and went straight around a group of villagers and slowly approached the dead tree. Looking under the tree, you can clearly feel the tall and straight of this camphor tree, even if there are only bare branches left on the tree, it can still block the sun. From this, it can also be inferred that when the trees were in full bloom, it was a shady scene.

"It's a pity." With a bit of a sigh, Fang Yuan reached out and slightly touched the dry and cracked cortex of the trees. At this moment, an obscure wave flashed like lightning. He was startled and instinctively withdrew his hand.

"There's weirdness."

Moment. Fang Yuan reacted and hesitated slightly. Immediately press the entire palm of your hand against the bark. When I felt the roughness, dryness, and hardness of the bark, I also felt more clearly that something seemed to be hidden in the trees.

At the same time, Yang Shijin walked over quietly and asked softly, "Mr. Fang, did you find anything?" ”

"It's hard to say...... Fang Yuan thought about it, and immediately turned his head and said, "Mr. Yang, let's go to the real estate first to see the situation." ”

"It's fine." Yang Shijin's eyes were shining, and naturally he would not object.

All of a sudden. In the disappointed gaze of the young man, Yang Shijin and Fang Yuan turned around and walked out of the village to a nearby construction site.

"Mr. Yang."

At this time, the person in charge of the construction site, as well as the foreman and the like, had been waiting there for a long time. Seeing Yang Shijin bringing people over, he naturally didn't slack off, and rushed over to greet him.

"How's it going?" Yang Shijin asked lightly. There is a hint of non-anger and self-authority in the soft voice.

"Pretty much normal." The person in charge hurriedly reported: "The injured workers have been sent to the hospital for treatment, and according to Mr. Yang's intentions, their medical expenses have been properly solved, and everything that should be done has been done." No one complained. ”

"Still, some people are more worried about ......"

As he spoke, the person in charge bent a little. "Everyone's mood hasn't stabilized yet, so I simply let them rest for two days." No work will be started for the time being. ”

At this point, the person in charge lowered his head. Prepare for the wrath of thunder.

"Well done."

Unexpectedly, Yang Shijin was not angry, but praised: "The progress of the project can be slowed down, but quality and safety always come first." What we do is not a one-shot deal, word of mouth is very important. You're doing a good job, I'm satisfied. ”

"Xiexie Yang praises ......"

got Yang Shijin's affirmation, and the person in charge felt that the bones were a little lighter, and he was a little excited.

"It's okay to rest, but you can't let people be idle."

At this moment, Yang Shijin instructed: "If you don't repair the building, you can move bricks." Let them stack the bricks, find something to do for them, and when they are tired of moving bricks, they will naturally not be cranky. ”

"Mr. Yang is wise......" The person in charge praised sincerely, and then turned around and reprimanded: "Did you hear it, hurry up and let people move." ”

Several foremen hurried away, and a moment later they heard shouts from the construction site sheds, followed by a group of workers coming out, either moving bricks or hauling cement bales. Anyway, the noisy sound slowly spread, and the construction site was also rejuvenated.

At this moment, Fang Yuan suddenly said, "Let them not approach the building next to the hillside. ”

"Huh?"

The person in charge was stunned, and couldn't help but look at Fang Yuan, with a look of confusion in his eyes. I guess I'm guessing, what is this person's identity and why is he giving orders?

At the same time, Yang Shijin's eyes were a little different. You must know that she had never told Fang Yuan exactly which buildings had an accident, but Fang Yuan only came in to look at it for a moment, and immediately locked the scene of the accident, which was amazing.

Of course, considering Fang Yuan's previous magical performance, Yang Shijin also immediately calmed down, and a bright smile appeared on his serious face: "Mr. Fang has found a problem?" ”

"I was far away just now, so I naturally couldn't see clearly, but now that I came in, I found something to be." At this moment, Fang Yuan looked directly at the hillside in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh: "The evil qi is like a tide, it is difficult for people to ignore it. ”

Yang Shijin and the others didn't feel anything, but in Fang Yuan's eyes, in the direction of the hillside, there was a wave of evil qi, like a wave, layer upon layer, wave after wave. Several buildings were built at the foot of the hillside, so it was natural that they were affected by the evil spirit, and it was no wonder if there was no problem.

"Murderous?" The person in charge was very confused: "It's just that someone is injured, and there are no dead people, where does the murderous spirit come from?" ”

"It's not the killing of murderers, but the evil of evil gods." Fang Yuan explained casually, and didn't pay any attention to the person in charge, but walked directly towards the hillside. (To be continued......)