The more Liu Xiulan thought about it, the angrier she became. She stood up and looked around, and was surprised to find a basket not far in front of her.
She walked over quickly.
When I looked closer, I saw a load full of watermelons.
Liu Xiulan happily sat down on the pole, crossed her snow-white thin legs, and said with a proud smile: "Well, Tian Xiaohai, I'll see where you can hide, unless you don't want to be a bear anymore."
Tian Xiaohai hadn't gone far when he heard the noise. He turned around and saw Liu Xiulan sitting on his pole. He couldn't help but secretly groan in his heart.
"This girl, how much she misses a man! Are you relying on me to keep you from leaving?" He smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Never mind! Let's go to grandpa's grave first."
He hunched over and walked straight towards his grandfather's grave.
After taking just a few steps, he saw a sudden sound of soldiers not far ahead.
Looking forward, Tian Xiaohai faintly saw two figures dozens of meters away, discussing something furtively around his grandfather's grave.
He pushed aside the grass and took a closer look with his heavenly eyes, and quickly recognized that these two people were Jin Xiaobiao and Meng Bowen.
"Why did these two bastards get together? No, they must be trying to destroy the feng shui of our Tian family's ancestral tombs. Let's go and take a look first." Tian Xiaohai bent his waist and walked forward slowly.
About twenty meters away from the cemetery, he stopped.
At this time, Meng Bowen was seen sitting on a cement floor in front of his grandfather's grave, smoking a cigarette.
The old guy smiled triumphantly and said to Jin Xiaobiao while pumping: "There are still ten minutes left, and it will enter the auspicious time of my destiny. At that time, I will nail the dragon nail on the fourth position of the Tian family's ancestral grave, and it will be completely broken.
The energy of their dragon veins. No matter how good the feng shui of this place is, it will be ruined. After you get Tian Xiaohai's blood essence, I will set up a death trap. This kid will definitely die in less than seven or forty-nine days."
"Great! With Master Meng taking action, I feel relieved. Tian Xiaohai, just wait and die!" Jin Xiaobiao cursed proudly.
Meng Bowen stroked the beard on his chin with his hand and said with a proud smile: "Fortunately we arrived in time. I discovered that there was a camphor tree growing behind the cemetery. Otherwise, when the camphor tree grows up behind the cemetery
Now, this kid's family's fortune will get better and better. By then, I'm afraid even we won't be able to suppress it, and the backlash will be even worse. When I smoke this cigarette, I'll cut down the tree.
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"What? This camphor tree can also affect the feng shui of their Tian family? No wonder this guy has been very lucky recently, and he seems to have turned around." Jin Xiaobiao sighed.
Soon, he shook his head again and said: "That's not right! Master Meng, I heard from my grandfather that the Feng Shui of the Tian family's ancestral tomb was seen by the Feng Shui master recommended by his old man. At the beginning, he specially gave it to the Feng Shui master.
The Feng Shui master said that he asked the Feng Shui master to deliberately pick a bad place. But why did the Feng Shui of this place change, so that the Tian family has become better recently? Is there something wrong? "
Hearing this, Tian Xiaohai, who was hiding in the dark, couldn't help scolding in his heart: "No wonder the Tian family's fortune has been bad these years. It turns out that it is Jin Xiaobiao and his grandfather, the old immortal, who is causing trouble! It seems that the Tian family's Jin
This conflict between our families is irreconcilable. That old guy deserves to die even more."
He wanted to rush out and give Jin Xiaobiao a severe beating on the spot.
But if I think about it carefully, I can't rush this matter. It's necessary to listen to what these two people have to say.
Thinking of this, he suppressed the anger in his heart and continued to wait and see.
At this time, Meng Bowen took a puff of cigarette, sighed leisurely and said: "I think this grave must have been buried for some years. Even if this place was not good at the beginning, with the sand and water around it, the changes may turn from bad to bad.
Ji. Whether it is good or bad, I have to look carefully during the day to judge. However, the camphor tree behind the cemetery should be a lucky tree buried during the burial. If this tree can survive, it will surely
It can boost the Tian family's fortune."
"Transfer tree? What the hell is this!" Jin Xiaobiao asked curiously.
Meng Bowen smiled calmly and said: "The so-called transfer tree means that the family of the deceased will drive a living wooden stake without roots before and after the coffin is buried. Usually, nine out of ten such wooden stakes will die and it is difficult to survive. But
If it comes back to life and sprouts sprouts, it means that this place will start to have good luck. This is called the sign of spring coming out of dead trees, and it can boost the fortune of the Yin House."
"The transfer tree in the Tian family's ancestral grave has begun to sprout buds, which means that the feng shui here has changed from bad to auspicious. What's even more annoying is the Tian family's transfer tree, which is a camphor tree that is extremely difficult to grow. Usually the owner of the camphor tree is Wengui.
It means that this cemetery will produce rich people or famous celebrities, doctors, literati, etc."
Hearing this, Jin Xiaobiao was so angry that he smashed his fist on the ground: "Damn it! Tian Xiaohai, you are really an unbeatable Xiaoqiang! My grandfather specially stuffed red envelopes for the Feng Shui master to destroy your Tian family's Feng Shui, but he still couldn't do it.
If you, the Tian family, are suppressed, you will almost be overthrown by the Tian family. I am so angry!"
Meng Bowen smiled and patted Jin Xiaobiao's shoulder to comfort him: "Mr. Jin, please don't be angry. I'm here. A mere transfer tree is nothing. Just cut it down later. When I get back to the fourth position, I'll kill this soulless soul."
Once the nails are hammered down, the Tian family will be completely finished. Next, it’s time to collect this kid’s essence and blood, which is nothing more than a matter of early death or late death. Haha!”
"Okay, great! Master Meng, as long as you can kill this kid. When you turn around, I will reward you with a hundred thousand yuan." Jin Xiaobiao said through gritted teeth.
"Huh! Money is a trivial matter. What I want is for Tian Xiaohai to die." Meng Bowen took a puff of his cigarette, then took out his cell phone, looked at the time, and shouted: "The auspicious time to give birth to me has arrived, and I am ready to start work."
After saying that, he stamped out the cigarette butt.
"Wait a minute! Master Meng, I think it is necessary to propose a toast to Tian Xiaohai and his grandfather." Jin Xiaobiao smiled knowingly.
"Toast? What kind of toast? You kid, don't mess around!" Meng Bowen glanced at Jin Xiaobiao displeasedly: "We are here to cause destruction, why are you toasting the old ghost here? Aren't you showing off the power of the elder ghost?
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"Haha! Master Meng, you are overthinking. I just want to pee on the Tian family grave." Jin Xiaobiao smiled proudly, deliberately shaking his butt and preparing to untie his belt.
"Oh! That's a good idea. Okay, I'll toast him too." Meng Bowen also shook his butt and prepared to pee in the Tian family cemetery.
"You bastard, I'm going to destroy you." Tian Xiaohai picked up two stones, held them tightly in his hands and prepared to throw them forward.
At this time, I heard a rustling sound coming from behind me.
He turned around and saw Liu Xiulan holding up her pants and walking cautiously this way.
"Let me go, what is this woman doing here?" Tian Xiaohai was shocked.
Just when he was surprised, he heard Jin Xiaobiao shouting with a proud smile: "Haha, the wine will be here soon."
Tian Xiaohai looked forward and saw that the boy had unbuttoned his pants and was about to pee.
"Go!"
He unceremoniously flew the pebbles out of his hand.