Yang Zimei has been living on the mountains for many years, and this Yang Hong also returned to the village less, and did not know Yang Zimei.
Although he had heard that this master was a little girl, but when he saw his own eyes, he still couldn't accept it. He didn't believe it. The little girl who was only fifteen -year -old would be Gao Ming master.
"Are you Master Yang?" He asked with a very doubtful attitude.
The corner of Yang Zimei's lips raised a mockery, without humming. [
Yang Hong relied on his son to have a chance. He usually has a big temper and his head than others. Although his son is trapped in the swallow, he still has two sons.
Respect, where can I suffer a contempt of a little girl like Yang Zimei?
"Do you know who I am?" He put on a face to ask Yang Zimei.
"Know." Yang Zi browed faintly, "I also know why you come."
"In this case, help me calculate whether my son Yang Dejie can be dangerous this time."
"Thirty -million hexagrams." Yang Zimi said.
"Thirty million? You might as well grab it!" Yang Hong didn't trust her at first, so when he heard that she opened the gold price of this hexagram, she immediately jumped up.
Yang Zimei laughed, "Volunteer buying and selling, if you can't afford this hexagram, please, don't hinder the next guest."
"It is ridiculous to impersonate masters at a young age to deceive money to harm the people!" Yang Hong scolded, "I will send you to the police station now!"
"hehe--"
Yang Zimei laughed lightly, "If you say that you can harm the society and harm the people, how can I be able to get on your family?"
Yang Hong listened to what she said, blowing his beard and piercing his nose with a crutch, "President! Little girl, dare to say so crazy!"
"I'm crazy, so what? However, it is better than some people have the destiny of the grandson, haha!"
Yang Zimei laughed. She had seen that he was desolate from Yang Hong's face. His original sons who were blessed and prestigious, a squatting in the left place was prison. As for the grandson, one of them died early.
This is not about her, but their effects are coming!
Yang Hong listened, naturally angry, and he would hit her when he raised a crutch.
Yang Zi's eyebrows stretched out, clamped the crutch, and squeezed it, and the crutches suddenly broke into two.
Yang Hong looked at his crutch in surprise.
This was made by the hard rosewood. Now it is actually like a rot, and it is clamped by her two fingers. Who is this?
Yang Zi's eyebrows opened his fingers, and he didn't look at him anymore. He walked out of the reception room. [[
At this time, there were children crying outside the door.
A voice begging, "Mr. Song, I heard that Master Yang here is very powerful. Can you let her help me see the child? This child has been crying for several days.
The doctor has no way, please let Master Yang help me see the child, okay? "
Song Xuanzheng was in a dilemma, and when he saw Yang Zi's eyebrows coming out, he hurriedly explained the situation with her.
Yang Zimei looked at the child who was still wrapped in the small quilt. He was only about one year old. He saw that his face was dark, his head collapsed, his eyes were godless, and his bones were as thin as firewood.
This yin evil spirit is not very heavy, but for children with weak resistance, it is enough to be fatal.