"I'm fine, Dad. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info”

"Yes."

The Cheng family fell into an isolated and helpless situation, like falling into a well, and the villagers watched the excitement at the mouth of the well, and no one thought of taking a hand......

Cheng Qinghe came back with a forehead wrap in the hospital, the injury was a small injury, but she was afraid of leaving a scar, and after being poured a bowl of broth by her grandmother, she lay on the bed and touched the rough gauze.

"Are you okay?" Liu Laosi asked her.

Qinghe snorted, and it seemed that he was sitting against the wall and smoking, the cigarette butt glowed with a blue glow, and it seemed that he was having a good time these days.

The night was thick, and the sound of dogs barking was faintly heard outside, she looked at the shadowy street lamps outside, sighed, and slowly closed her eyes.

It may have been an hour, or it may have only been more than ten minutes, and Cheng Qinghe suddenly sat up sweating profusely, startling Liu Laosi.

"What, what's wrong?"

Cheng Qinghe gritted his teeth and glanced at him, trembling and fumbling for a small flashlight to turn on, and when he took such a photo, his left palm was a black spot the size of a fingernail.

She touched it, the surface was smooth and had a metallic texture, but when she touched it, it was a hot and electric shock-like pain, and the pain was so painful that the bones were about to crack.

Liu Laosi leaned over, with a cigarette in his mouth, squinted his eyes and looked closer, shook his head and said, "What are you doing, it seems that this should be an iron nail nailed to the main beam." "Strange, this thing should be at least 5 centimeters long......"

It should have been a fall during the day, and I accidentally pressed the iron nail, why didn't it hurt at that time?

Cheng Qinghe endured the pain and picked at it, strangely, as soon as he picked it like this, there was a burst of sourness, just like the feeling of breaking free from surgery and stitch removal.

Liu Laosi was rubbing up and down to find the ashtray, but he didn't find it, and when he looked back, he was pulling out the iron nail inserted into the palm of his hand, and it had already appeared, judging from the trend, the nail should have been nailed obliquely from the palm into the bone in the wrist.

The cigarette clattered and fell, and he was dumbfounded.

Qinghe exerted his strength, only to hear a buzz~ sound, as the nail was pulled out, a blue light blade was thrown out of the palm of his hand, the speed was extremely fast, and it bounced out to cut off a corner of the wooden frame for washing the face, and then the momentum continued, and it went around and cut the pen holder resting on the desk, and the room was full of blue tracks drawn by it.

"What the hell is this?" Liu Laosi wailed, pounced, and dodged the light blade flying by.

Cheng Qinghe sat on the bed with a sluggish expression, by the way, this breath was propped out of her palm when she was six years old, but maybe it was a sword at that time? No, no, she shook her head, unable to remember anything anymore.

The blade of light weakened, stabbing into the granite wall with a thud before dissipating.

The man and the ghost were silent for a while, looked at each other, and stood up.

The blade of light pierced through the wall, and through the smooth incision, the moonlight could be seen outside the wall.

Buckle ~ "Qinghe? Cheng Ming heard the movement outside the door, knocked on the door softly, and shouted tentatively.

Cheng Qinghe turned off the flashlight and hid in the quilt.

After listening to it for a while and seeing no movement, Cheng Ming shook his head and went, this kid was mysterious and didn't know what he was doing.

At this time, Qinghe's palm twitched, and the flesh in the deep nail hole began to squirm, and when he turned on the light, he saw that the bloody mouth of the red man was rapidly healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

This, this is my hand?

……

Zhong Emei became a great hero of Yucun, she took a group of developers to measure the land, and the big project of digging mountains and building Buddha statues was put on the agenda, saying that they had taken a fancy to Yucun's feng shui, but Qinghe knew that they were afraid that they had taken a fancy to the undecomposed corpse, that is, the feng shui treasure under her master's house.

What is the pattern of the Feng Shui treasure land, and what secrets are hidden in it?

"Master Cheng agreed to move the mountain, right?" A man in a suit in the lead asked.

Cheng Ming nodded in front of the villagers, thought about it, and shook his head again: "There are so many mature plants, it's not easy to move, besides, where can you move after digging it out?" "The main thing is that I have no money, I owe a lot of debt, and where can I afford the manpower and material resources to move mountains.

The leader waved his hand: "These are not problems, as long as you nod, our company will be responsible for these, and the compensation will be paid as usual, and the peach forest, not all dug up, keep, when the time comes, develop tourism, share ten percent of your shares." ”

It's been sent, it's been sent~ I didn't expect the developer to be so refreshing, before Cheng Ming could react, the villagers rushed up and fried the pot.

"In this way, every household in our village should have some benefits."

"That's it, these mountains, but the mountains of our village."

"Yes, it's ours, and Cheng Ming's family, why should the shares be given to his family, and they should be shared equally among each household!"

Meng Yuan gritted her teeth as she watched from the sidelines, pinching her grandfather's arm and shaking it fiercely: "Grandpa, say something quickly!" ”

The old village chief patted her arm to reassure her and stood up: "It stands to reason that those chestnut forests, peach blossom forests, and orange forests are all made by the hard work of the old Cheng family, and the shares should indeed be given to the Cheng Ming family."

The surroundings were quiet, looking at each other, Mengyuan was so angry that she stomped her feet, but when she saw that the old village chief coughed again, she touched her beard and said slowly: "But, to be fair, if we villagers didn't discuss and vote together to rent three forests to the Cheng family, how could they have today, don't you say?"

"That's it, that's it."

"yes!"

"That's right, without everyone's consent, where did the Cheng family come from, did you say Cheng Ming~"

Cheng Ming's face is black, it's you big-headed ghost! Standing and talking one by one doesn't hurt your back! With such a large orchard, can you get up with a nod?

Qinghe's grandfather Cheng Yun covered his heart, he was so angry, listen, what are you talking about? See the money and open your eyes!

Zhong Emei looked at it coldly, and she didn't fight for her own interests, she was as steady as Mount Tai, and when she swept the crowd, she saw Cheng Qinghe who was staring at her coldly.

She raised her eyebrows and looked down at her with her hands behind her back, since the last time they met, Cheng Qinghe, the little girl, seemed to have changed a little.

Black hair and red lips, pressing the brim of her hat, Lingxiu's eyes showed a calm cold light, but her small size had some bearing, she really couldn't treat such a person as an ordinary child.

However, these are not things that she should pay attention to now, and there are more important things waiting for her to do.

She looked at the forest, her eyes filled with fervent longing.

The leader smiled and listened to everyone's words, and nodded lightly: "I understand what everyone means, this project will definitely not be able to be done without the villagers, in this way, every household, we have a plan, the money, everything that should be given, and the benefits after this is done, there are drops."

Good guy, but he is a wealthy man, and everyone is relieved and disperses.

The next day, the excavator clattered into the village, five or six mountains were surrounded by two-meter-high earthy yellow curtains, and the adult trees with roots wrapped in soil were transported out.

Cheng Ming was relieved, thinking that he had finally come out, but after this incident, the villagers didn't give the Cheng family a good face, and they spoke cynically and sourly, but in this way, he saw a lot more clearly.

Cheng Qinghe was determined to find out, so he went to class every morning, and took a long detour to pass by Zhong Emei's house, one back and forth for an hour and a half, and running when he got up was considered exercise.