Yang Zimei has been living in the mountains for many years, and this Yang Hong seldom returns to the village and does not know Yang Zimei.
Although he had long heard that the master was a little girl, but when he saw it with his own eyes, he still couldn't accept it. He couldn't believe that this little fifteen-year-old girl in front of him could be a brilliant master.
"Are you Master Yang?" he asked with an extremely skeptical attitude.
The corners of Yang Zimei's lips curled up in a hint of mockery, but she didn't hum.
Yang Hong relied on the fact that all of his sons were promising, and their temper and style were usually better than others. Although his son was in trouble now, he still had two sons who were eldest, and they acted like great men in front of them and behind them.
How could he, who was highly respected, endure the contemptuous expression of a little girl like Yang Zimei?
"Do you know who I am?" He asked Yang Zimei with a face on his face.
"I know." Yang Zimei said calmly, "I also know why you came."
"In this case, please help me figure out whether my son Yang Dejie can save the day this time." Yang Hong ordered with a superior voice.
"The hexagram gold is thirty million." Yang Zimei said coldly.
"Thirty million? You might as well rob it!" Yang Hong didn't trust her very much, so when he heard the gold price she announced, he jumped up immediately.
Yang Zimei smiled, "Buying and selling is voluntary. If you can't afford the hexagram money, please do it and don't hinder the next customer."
"It is ridiculous to pretend to be a master at a young age to defraud money and harm the people of society!" Yang Hong angrily shouted, "I will send you to the police station now!"
"hehe--"
Yang Zimei chuckled, "If I want to harm society and harm the people, how can I compare to you and your family?"
Yang Hong heard what she said, blew his beard, pushed his nose and poked his crutch, "How outrageous! How dare you say such arrogant words, little girl!"
"I'm just crazy, so what? But it's better than some people having to cut off their children and grandchildren, haha!"
Yang Zimei laughed, she could already tell from Yang Hong's face that his later life was miserable. All his sons who used to be arrogant and domineering were all in jail. As for his grandsons, not one of them died early.
This has nothing to do with her, it's just their karma that has come!
After hearing this, Yang Hong was naturally angry and raised his crutch to beat her.
Yang Zimei stretched out his fingers, clamped the crutch, squeezed hard, and the crutch suddenly broke into two pieces——
Yang Hong looked at his crutch in surprise.
It was made of hard rosewood, and now it looked like rotten wood. It was broken by just two fingers of hers. Who is this person?
Yang Zimei loosened his fingers and walked out of the reception room without even looking at him.
At this time, there was a child crying outside the door, crying so hard that he was out of breath, and it was very sad.
A voice begged, "Mr. Song, I heard that Master Yang here is very powerful. Can you ask her to help me look after this child? This child has been crying like this for several days, and he is almost exhausted from crying."
There is nothing the doctor can do, please let Master Yang take care of my child, okay?"
Song Xuanzheng looked embarrassed. When he saw Yang Zimei coming out, he hurriedly explained the situation to her.
Yang Zimei looked at the child who was still wrapped in a small quilt. He was only about one year old. He saw that his face was purple, his forehead was sunken, his eyes were lifeless, he was as thin as wood, and he was shrouded in a sinister aura.
This evil spirit is not very strong, but for children with weak resistance, it is enough to be fatal.