Chapter 107: The Wall Falls

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Since then, Ma Daochang has never come out to walk incense. No matter how much money others give, he will no longer go out of the mountain. Honestly became a farmer.

Chen Yinggang started school again, but no one dared to talk to him. Looking at a person with white eyes is definitely much more terrifying than looking at a crooked mouth. What's more, Chen Yinggang was still punished by the gods. Considered a very unlucky man. No one dared to approach him, lest he be contaminated with mildew.

The Chen family did not dare to keep the statue of the ancestor of the altar at home, and secretly sent the idol back to its original place at night. It's not that they don't want to continue to worship the altar patriarch, it's that the altar patriarch doesn't want to stay in their home. In the evening, the idol made a lot of noise, making Chen Jinrong's chickens and dogs restless.

Later, Chen Jinrong and his family had the same dream on the same night, and an upside-down person appeared in their dream. and asked them when they would send him back. After asking for several nights, Chen Jinrong and his family immediately knew that this was not a simple dream. Talk to the old people in the village. People immediately knew that it was the patriarch who refused to live in Chen Jinrong's house.

People don't want to be the family god of your Chen family, so you have to send them back. Therefore, he took advantage of the evening to send the altar turner back, and he still covered it with mud.

Although Ma Lisong ordered the students to go to the construction site to play, it still couldn't stop the plum children who used mud as toys to yearn for the mud on the construction site. Every day, a lot of kids go to the construction site to see how the house is built. Zhang Zhaohua is also among them.

One morning, when Zhang Zhaohua went to school, he found the contractor of the construction site scolding loudly.

"What short-lived ghost has done such a immoral thing? Where have I offended you? You don't want to do such a hurtful thing......"

A group of fart children immediately ran over, and Zhang Zhaohua followed behind.

When I walked to the construction site, I found that a wall that had been built almost two meters yesterday had collapsed. It felt like someone had pushed me down. Although the teaching building is called a building, it is actually only ready to build two floors, after all, there is no shortage of land in the countryside, and there is a large area around the village school, which is the public land of the village.

The wall below is made of cement, which is not yet completely dry, and it is indeed easy to tear down. Everyone thought that someone had a grudge against the contractor, so they ran over at night and knocked down the wall to retaliate. When the contractor was scolding, he was thinking about a few people who had conflicts with him.

The foreman of the contract is Liu Guocai of the stele group. The stele group is famous for carving steles, but not only do they have a few powerful stele stonemasons, but they are also famous for building houses. There are several plasterers in a group. Liu Guocai is also a very clever person, and since the beginning of the eighties, he has taken several plasterers in the same group to contract labor everywhere. In the process of contracting labor, it is inevitable that there will be disputes with the plasterers in other groups because of the rush to work. This time, Liu Guocai is not the only one who will compete for the Meiziao Primary School project. There are also several people who are interested in the project. In the end, it fell to Liu Guocai.

"Brother Guocai, what's wrong?" Liu Yunjun, a cousin in the same group, is a fiery temper and a capable general under Liu Guocai.

"What else can I do? Liu Guocai said angrily.

"What if other people come to make trouble at night? We haven't finished the village house in a hundred years. Liu Yunjun frowned as he looked at the collapsed house.

"In the evening I came to the vigil. I want to see who's making trouble!" Liu Guocai threw down a sentence and took the lead in rebuilding the collapsed place.

Zhang Zhaohua stood in the pile of ass children, looking thoughtfully at the wall. Isn't that location the same place where the foot of the wall of the Patriarch Temple was found before? By the way, the statue of the god that Chen Yinggang found seems to be in that position. It didn't look like the wall was being torn down. If it was knocked down, the bricks would definitely fall on one side of the wall, but what Zhang Zhaohua saw was that the bricks were evenly scattered on both sides of the wall. It looks like something is going to be upturned from the foot of the wall.

What the hell is going on? Zhang Zhaohua was very confused in her heart.

"What are you doing here? Don't you have to go to class? Give me back to the classroom and read early!" Ma Lisong roared suddenly, and the frightened children scattered and fled. Seeing that there was nothing lively to see, Zhang Zhaohua walked slowly towards the classroom.

"Zhang Zhaohua, come over here. Ma Lisong beckoned to Zhang.

Zhang Zhaohua was a little surprised that Ma Lisong would look for him, so he had to walk over.

Ma Lisong called Zhang Zhaohua to the principal's office, pulled over a wooden chair, "Sit." ”

Zhang Zhaohua was not polite, and sat on the chair.

"Zhang Zhaohua, I know that you have abilities that other children don't have. But did you know that modern society is the age of science and technology, and learning culture is very important. Now that Guangdong is recruiting workers, it is also necessary to be educated. You're still in the first grade of elementary school. As far as I know, you never pay attention to lectures in class. What will you do in the future? If we people in the countryside want to get ahead, there are only two ways, one is to study, and the second way is to become a soldier. Of course, you can still go out to work now. But no matter which way you go, you must at least first Chinese. You are in the first grade of primary school, and you don't know a few words. You know Meishan spells, but can Meishan spells be your main business? Who will you rely on to support you in the future?" Ma Lisong also felt that he needed to save this misguided child.

Zhang Zhaohua just nodded, but didn't say a word. Principal Ma felt that he had nowhere to go, and waved his hand weakly at Zhang Zhaohua, "You go back." Think about my words. ”

Zhang Zhaohua didn't take Principal Ma's words to heart at all, but recalled a spell in his mind: There are rich stars in the sky, and there are rich spirits in the earth.

Yin and yang creation, pottery and casting are even. Heaven and earth, different shapes. I am refining now, and I am distinct. The fire dragon and the fire horse become fine when it meets the fire. It contains four images and five elements outside. Whirlwindbringer, Flame General. Wind cremation, Yuan Henry Zhen. Haste as a law.

This is the spell of the Fortune Spell, Zhang Zhaohua thought to himself, if I have a profound spell, I can cast the Fortune Charm, I can be rich as I want, and everyone will come to work for me in the future, and I still need to go out to work? If Principal Ma knew what Zhang Zhaohua was thinking in his heart, he was afraid that he would be so angry that he would vomit two mouthfuls of old blood.

In the evening, Liu Guocai and Liu Yunjun did not use flashlights on the hills next to the construction site of the new Tibetan teaching building, and they did not even smoke cigarettes. Each of them held a brand new flashlight in their hands. Eyes glued to the surroundings of the construction site.

The moonlight is bright, and under the moonlight, the mist is misty, and everything in the plum pass is shadowed in the mist.