What is the hundred-year-old sycamore to Qi Liang? It is a sign, but also a symbol. How many people it has accompanied along the way, and how many people have grown up.

The old man and the peddler in front of him are, but in the face of reality, in front of money, what is this symbol? No matter how much reluctance there is, what can be done, the felling still has to be felled.

"Do you know what the old man's real name is?" I have a strong premonition that this old man may be the person we are looking for.

If you don't serve the land god devoutly, how can you make the land god never forget?

"I don't know his real name, I just know that he went abroad when he was very young and came back from studying abroad. In today's parlance, it's a sea turtle, and sea turtles were a rarity back then. You see the row of buildings outside, and this land, all of which were repaired by the old foreigner. ”

"I haven't invested less money in Qi Liang over the years, he really thinks about Qi Liang." The old man is actually very entangled.

Lao Yangtou's contribution to Qi Liang was not small, so he didn't say anything bad about Lao Yangtou.

The peddler was so young that he shouted, "He hasn't seen Qi Liang's development well, what is this called?" Invest early, I guess I want to make a profit! ”

"Don't talk nonsense!" The old man was a little angry and snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, "You young babies want to make trouble, and our old guys don't participate, but don't speak ill of the old man." Your dad hears it, and he might want to beat you to death! ”

The peddler shrank his head stupidly, "It's not too early, it's time to close the stall!" ”

The crowd goes quickly, and the main transportation is convenient, and you can go by car. The three of us are not ready to leave today, there is also a hostel in Qiliang, and we will spend the night trying to block the old Yangtou.

Whether he is the Lu Shoucheng that the land lord is concerned about, you will know as soon as you ask.

In the middle of the night, I slept soundly. Although Brother Zhuzi snores when he sleeps, his alertness is indeed high. I was woken up by him that night, and I didn't alarm Xiao Tong.

I looked at the clock, and it was just after twelve o'clock.

"There was movement in the village, and it seemed to be the sound of machinery running." Brother Zhu whispered.

Without saying a word, I put on my shoes and walked out with Brother Zhuzi. The source of the sound was in the area of the big plane tree, and many people were still talking, and the roar of the chainsaw.

These people want to cut down the trees, and they want to cut down the trees by surprise, so that the old foreigner will not have time to stop them. It's really a good calculation.

"Buzz~" There was another loud bang, and the sound of the chainsaw stopped, and it should have just been trying, and the tree felling had not begun.

"Mr. Guo, it is this sycamore that is acting as a demon, as long as the tree is cut down, your illness will be cured naturally." The man in the robe said.

Next to him was a fat man with a rich briefcase, who said with some expectations, "If I cut down this tree, will I really be cured?" ”

The Taoist took out the compass, gestured with both hands, and opened the bow left and right, "I can't be mistaken, there is a fierce soul in this sycamore." And it is located in the west of Mr. Guo's house, and the West is the main killer..."

What he said was justified and well-founded, and he frightened Mr. Guo anyway.

"Mr. Guo, if you don't do it at this time, when will you stay? Otherwise, that old thing will come over, but it will be wasted again. ”

It seems that Mr. Guo is still a little jealous of the old man, and when he heard the reminder of the Taoist, he gritted his teeth, and there was no turning arrow when he opened the bow.

Suddenly, the sycamore suddenly had no wind and automatically. It seems to sense that the group of people below is in mortal danger to it. Suddenly a wind rose on the ground, and tried to drive them out by its own means.

"It's... Why did the wind suddenly pick up? Mr. Guo was suspicious, he was more superstitious, and it was generally rumored that ancient trees dwelt with gods, so he was skeptical of the words of the Taoist.

Now that things have changed dramatically, he is a little scared.

The Taoist's eyes widened suddenly, "Evil animal, don't think about it!" ”

A bright yellow talisman came out of his hand and clung to the trunk of the tree. The wind stopped! It's as if nothing had happened.

The reason why I didn't come forward was because I thought it was strange to myself. There's really something in this tree, but I haven't found any hair during the day, so is there something wrong with my eyesight? It shouldn't be!

"Boss Guo! Look, what lives in this tree is the evil spirit, and my evil charm will work as soon as it is put on. "The Taoist is righteous and awe-inspiring, "As long as the tree is cut down and the Confucius Temple is built, it will never be able to turn over." ”

I couldn't listen to his nonsense. Even if there is something in this tree, it is not an evil. Evil spirits all have that kind of yin and evil energy, this tree is bright and bright, how can there be such a thing?

After such a fuss, Mr. Guo's determination to cut down the tree was much greater, and he just clamped the briefcase and was ready to give orders.

"Guo Lan, if you dare to cut my Qiliang Wutong today, I won't be done with you!"

Before I could stop it, a speeding car came by, and the door opened without stopping.

An old body burst out of it, almost falling, but he didn't care. panting in front of Guo Lan.

"I really didn't expect that you actually wanted to give the old man a prelude!" He glared angrily, trembling with anger, "Who gave you the guts?" ”

Guo Lan's brows furrowed, "Mr. Lu, you've gone a little too far. This big sycamore is not your thing, but belongs to Qi Liang. I, Guo, have already bought it, but you have repeatedly blocked it. ”

"You bought it? Who admits you bought it? Did you send you the paperwork above? Qiliang is now a three-star tourist attraction, and the big sycamore is the top priority inside, who let you... Who made you... Who allowed you to cut it down privately? ”

The old man pointed at Guo Lan and sneered.

"If you hadn't stopped me, I would have gotten the paperwork a long time ago, and I would have to cut down this tree today." In Guo Lan's opinion, the old guy in front of him did too much, but it aroused his heart to cut down trees.

The Taoist began to add fuel and vinegar again, "Boss Guo, this person doesn't want you to have a good time, why are you so polite with him?" For your own sake... This tree must be cut down..."

"It's you who bewitched Guo Lan, otherwise he wouldn't have come to cut down the tree. I Qi Liang Shenshu, I say what kind of demon is it. ”

"Dad! Say less! The young man who got out of the car hurriedly held his father up, and he was still tossing like this at such an old age.

"Boss Guo also saw it just now, the demon of this tree has just come out, if it weren't for my rune, maybe everyone present today would have finished playing." The Taoist head was slightly raised.

"Oops! What are you doing? ”

"I tore up your broken talisman, it's kind of fun to pretend to be a ghost!" While they weren't looking, I trotted over and tore up the talisman, the talisman was very low-level, and I drew it better than this.

"Look, am I done playing?" I laughed, and threw the yellow residue on my hand onto the Taoist.

"You... You... You—" The Taoist stomped his foot, angry, "Do you know what you did?" Mr. Guo, get him out, get him out. That evil spirit is going to make trouble again, wait for the poor road to suppress it! ”

His wide robe was waving, serious. I fucked you in the face, kicked on his heart, fell a dog and ate shit, and didn't get up for a long time.

"What I hate the most is that you are a dead liar, you really disgrace the warlock, and I also disgrace you with this robe!"

"Daoist Jiang, are you okay?" Guo Lan reacted from being stunned and hurriedly ran over to help people.

"Oops, it hurts me. Mr. Guo, you can't let that dead boy go like this! The Taoist screamed, and he actually played Laipi.

"What you're thinking about now is not whether to let me go, but whether I'm willing to let you go!" I scoffed, "Humans do this kind of thing like dogs? ”

"What's wrong?" Another large group of people ran this way, and today's hawker and old man should be the local residents of Qiliang.

They don't come out with a sound as loud as a chainsaw, and they don't come out until now. Obviously, he knew that Guo Lan was going to take someone to cut down trees today, and he was going to turn a blind eye, but he didn't expect not only the old man to come in time.

also killed me for such a trip to bite gold, and even that Taoist chief was beaten by me. If you put it on again, you have to expose the filling.

"Village Chief, is this the Sycamore Tree you promised me to guard?" The old man was furious.

The village chief is actually the old man who set up the stall today, no wonder he knows so many things.

The village chief seemed a little ashamed and didn't know how to answer the old man's words. There are also many old people who are also ashamed, who have no faith in their words and no face to see the old foreigners.

"You say! Say! Ahem, ahem! Ahem! ”

"Daddy! Father! The old foreigner's son said hurriedly, and hurriedly helped his father to get his luck right.

"What is there to say, is this necessary for the sake of a sycamore? This is our cool tree. It's not your tree, we promise to cut it! ”

"That's right! Right! We say you can cut it! "These shouters are all young people.

"Son! Shut up! Come back with me! ”

"Daddy! Why are you pulling me, I'm not wrong! ”

The old man was even more angry, and he almost lost his breath. I was old, and my heart was not very good.

"I'll do it! I'm a doctor—" I walked over, and the old foreigner's son did not hesitate, but waited on the side.

was anxious and attacked, and used special techniques to smooth his breath, which was much better. The eyes opened again, and the breathing began to steady.

"You people, how can you say that? Has our house treated you badly? As soon as my dad returned to China, he invested so much money in Qi Liang, and even the name of Qi Liang's three-star tourist attraction was obtained by my dad with great effort. Ask yourself, did my dad do anything sorry for you! ”

As a son of man, how can he bear to see his father like this? These people are white-eyed wolves, who eat the benefits and forget about them in the blink of an eye, which is really chilling.

"Kun'er, don't say it, don't say it again."

"Dad! Are you still protecting them? How much have you done for Qi Liang over the years? It's not that I can't remember you? What's in our house? Nothing is pictured! All the money is wasted! Do you still have a conscience? ”

There was a dead silence, and everyone in Qi Liang bowed their heads. was asked by Lu Kun's heartfelt questioning, and there was no way to refute it, and it was impossible to refute it.