Chapter 57 Good words are hard to persuade, damn ghost
Chapter 57 It’s hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words
Qi gazing!
Taoist hope can be divided into three categories.
A kind of observer.
A kind of view.
A kind of sky-gazing.
According to the scriptures, cultivating to the extreme are connected with each other, but at the same time, it is also mentioned at the end of the scriptures that they should be used with caution.
Lin Ye didn't understand how to use it with caution at first, but now he understood.
At that moment, Yang Feng was covered in bloody light, accompanied by wisps of black energy.
Red with black.
This is a serious disaster, and it also involves karma and retribution.
A person's fortune can be good or bad, good or bad. Under normal circumstances, you can give a little advice, but when it comes to this kind of cause and effect, you must not interfere.
Lin Ye now understood why he warned to use it with caution at the end of the Qi Watching Technique.
If he didn't use the Qi Watching Technique just now, he could pretend not to know. Now that he has used the Qi Watching Technique and knows that Yang Feng is about to be in trouble, does he really want to watch Yang Feng suffer?
After all, when I was a child, I had a feeling of being a playmate.
"Brother, what are you thinking about?"
Zhang Nuannuan noticed that Lin Ye was distracted and asked.
"I was wondering, if you knew that a person had done something wrong and was going to be punished, would you interfere in the matter? If you did, you might get yourself into trouble."
Before Zhang Nuannuan could answer Lin Ye's question, Yang Feng said first, "Interfering will bring trouble to yourself, so just leave it alone."
"That's it, but what if that person is an acquaintance?" Lin Ye looked at Yang Feng meaningfully and continued to ask.
"It's an acquaintance, but not very familiar. Lin Ye, I have to remind you that society is too complicated now. Let alone acquaintances, except for close relatives, don't worry about troublesome things. You can't just sit back and watch.
If you don’t care, just close your eyes.”
"I understand."
Lin Ye took a deep look at Yang Feng, and then asked curiously: "Yang Feng, do you have a circle for playing carrier pigeons?"
"Of course, but our circle generally doesn't deal with the outside world."
Yang Feng didn't want to talk more about this topic, but Zhang Nuannuan saw that Lin Ye seemed to be very interested in homing pigeons. Although she didn't know why her cousin was interested in this, but since her cousin was interested and wanted to know more, she naturally wanted to
Help me.
"Yang Feng, I just heard from my mother that you make hundreds of thousands a year. Is it so profitable to play homing pigeons? Who pays for the competition?"
Facing Zhang Nuannuan's curious inquiry, especially with a little admiration in his eyes, Yang Feng stopped hiding it and told everything.
Lin Ye finally knew how Yang Feng made money.
Making money by playing homing pigeons depends on playing competitions.
Yang Feng also watched a pigeon competition with someone and found that the first place actually had a bonus of 100,000 yuan, and the registration fee was only 1,000 yuan, so he started to raise pigeons to participate in competitions.
In the first year, Yang Feng lost 20,000 yuan.
But the next year, Yang Feng's homing pigeon won first place, and later he participated in provincial and even one-loft competitions. He got good rankings every time, and the prize money for the competitions kept rising.
In order to maintain his ranking, Yang Feng strictly controls the breeding pigeons. Those who have won awards and are old will not be sold cheaply to the outside world, nor will they be kept, because that will increase the cost, and they will be killed directly.
He doesn't take out food because he is afraid that his good breeding pigeons will be leaked. For those pigeons that failed to get a ranking, or flew to someone else's house by mistake, he would ask them to call them directly through the number on their anklet.
Kill what you eat.
In Yang Feng's eyes, there is no need to raise such homing pigeons that have flown to the wrong home, because if such homing pigeons are brought back to the pigeon loft, they will only damage other homing pigeons.
"Is that so... then Yang Feng, you must have your own know-how, otherwise there are so many people who raise carrier pigeons, why can't other people's carrier pigeons be as good as yours?"
Faced with Zhang Nuannuan's flattery, Yang Feng got a little carried away and didn't care what kind of business secret it was. He said with a smile: "That's for sure, I have my own unique know-how..."
"Nuan Nuan, this is someone else's business secret, let's not ask."
Lin Ye interrupted Yang Feng's words and said lightly: "My personal suggestion is that you still have to have a little compassion."
This was his last advice to Yang Feng. As for whether Yang Feng listened to it or not, that was Yang Feng's own business.
However, from Yang Feng's disapproving expression, Lin Ye knew that Yang Feng did not listen to his words.
"Lin Ye, you are talking nonsense. What is pity? You really have to pity those who don't eat meat. How many pigs are slaughtered every day?"
Yang Feng curled his lips. He kept pigeons just to make money from competitions.
"Eating pork is because the pigs were raised on pig farms and eat the feed of pig farms, which can be regarded as a cause and effect. But if the pig farms give pigs pain potions to increase production, or to maintain the quality of pork,
Abuse of pigs to improve their taste is another matter."
"Return to cause and effect, Lin Ye, how come you, a young man, are so superstitious?"
"I'm just saying, it's up to you how to do it."
It's hard to persuade the damn ghost with good words. Now that he has said this, Lin Ye feels that there is nothing left to say.
Yang Feng kept surrounding Zhang Nuannuan, but it was obvious that Zhang Nuannuan didn't like Yang Feng. He would deliberately talk to Yang Feng before because he saw that his cousin was interested in homing pigeons. Now that he saw Lin Ye, he didn't dare to be interested.
He replied wordlessly.
Feeling Zhang Nuannuan's coldness, Yang Feng's expression was a little ugly, and he left after not staying long.
"Dad, why did you ask him to follow you?"
After Yang Feng left, Zhang Nuannuan looked at her father with some anger.
"I went to Yang Gu Gu's to buy loach, and by the way I mentioned that you and Xiao Ye were back. Yang Feng said that I hadn't seen you for a long time and came over to say hello."
"What's there to say hello to? I'm not familiar with him."
"Nuan Nuan, I found that you have been quite repulsive to Yang Feng since you were a child." My sister-in-law is a little curious. Her daughter is a very easy-to-get-together person, but why does she have a bad impression of Yang Feng?
"Mom, you don't know that when I was in school, Yang Feng often caught bugs or even snakes and brought them to school to scare girls. All my classmates in my previous class were scared by boys like them, and he was the one who took the lead."
Lin Ye's lips twitched when he heard his cousin's reasons for hating Yang Feng. He had read an article not long ago, saying that boys like to tease girls, but they actually want to attract girls' attention.
Now it seems that this method of attracting attention may leave a shadow on girls.
After eating, Lin Ye and Zhang Nuannuan were going to go shopping in the village, while my sister-in-law went out with the fruits Lin Ye bought.
"Look, my mom's daily routine is coming."
"Okay, just stop saying a few words. It's not the first day you've known about your mother's temper. Xiaoye, these fruits look very beautiful to me, but they're not cheap."
The younger brother-in-law first scolded his daughter, and then looked at Lin Ye. Lin Ye was a little embarrassed. If he said it himself, was it suspected of being pretentious, or was he modestly saying that he didn't have much money?
"Brother, don't hide it, otherwise my mother can give them all away. Dad, these fruits are not cheap. The grapes cost more than a hundred yuan a pound, and the oranges cost more than forty. In addition, the mangosteen seems to be too
It’s quite expensive.”
As soon as Zhang Nuannuan said these words, Lin Ye saw her uncle's mouth slightly open, and he was stunned for a few seconds. The next moment, he hurriedly chased towards the door, muttering as he ran: "This prodigal bitch, you can't do it."
Ask about the price and take everything out just for her vanity."
Lin Ye:......
Zhang Nuannuan blinked and smiled happily. She knew her father would react like this.
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Longxi Yunfu.
Wang Quan received a notice from his superiors that the relevant departments were coming to conduct an inspection. He immediately summoned all property and security personnel to greet him, but he did not notice two young figures sneaking in quietly.
The two young figures first went to Villa No. 1, but soon they left and went to another villa.
"Tsk tsk tsk, this is the real building king, right? There is definitely something wrong with Lin Ye."
"Stop talking nonsense and find something useful quickly."
Xu Yi glared at her partner, the man chuckled, and the two began to search quickly in the villa.
A few minutes later, the two met in the lobby on the first floor.
"There are some problems over there in the study. There are some yellow forms. Could it be that this guy is a strange person?"
"How can there be so many strangers? Have you finished searching other places?"
Xu Yi didn't believe it. Strangers were so rare that they could be encountered so easily.
"Go take a look in the basement."
Xu Yi took Zhang Jing down to the basement, and the two searched separately. When Zhang Jing walked into a utility room, his attention was attracted by a clay pot on the shelf.
"There must be something fishy about putting such an earthy clay pot in such a luxurious villa."
Thinking about it, Zhang Jing stretched out his hand to tear open the red paper seal and pulled out the lid of the can...
"Zhang Jing, stop!"
At the door behind him, Xu Yi shouted loudly to stop him. Zhang Jing was so frightened that he let go of his hand and the pottery pot fell directly to the ground, still holding the lid of the pottery pot in his hand.