In the past, Long Zhutian would appear and disappear every time he came back. Now that he could finally grasp his schedule, Yang Zimei chose a small blue pair that had never been worn before to match his long blue hair.
Skirts make you look chic and elegant.
Normally, she didn't pay much attention to dressing up. She just tied her hair casually and wore whatever clothes Sadako gave her, without being too picky.
As the saying goes, a man will die for a man who knows himself, and a woman will look good for a man who pleases her.
Long Zhutian was coming back, and she just wanted him to see her beautiful side.
Because she had suffered internal injuries and her face was pale, she asked Sadako to help her apply some light blush and lipstick to cover up her injured state.
While she was happily waiting for Long Zhutian to return, her father Yang Qing suddenly arrived.
When Yang Qing saw her long icy blue hair, he trembled with anger, "Niuniu, what are you doing? Why do you imitate other people's hair dyeing at such a young age? Do you want to be angry to death if you dye your hair like this?
Dad!"
Yang Zimei was afraid that he would worry her, but she couldn't explain to him that her hair was caused by being angry, so she defaulted to bleaching it and let him scold her.
Yang Qing scolded a few words, then sighed and said, "Niuniu, dad also knows that when you grow up, dad can't control you, but dad hopes that you won't do some deviant things, and you can't imitate other people's non-mainstream things.
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"Um."
Yang Zimei nodded obediently, and then asked, "Why did dad come here? Did something happen at home?"
"It's not that something happened at home, but someone from your grandma's family came to ask you to go and do Feng Shui for their village." Yang Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Your reputation as a magic stick has been passed down to your grandma.
Oh, well, this..."
"Looking at Feng Shui?"
In Yang Zimei's memory, her grandmother died when she was three years old. Her mother had three brothers and one sister. However, they were very snobbish and looked down on Yang Qing's poverty. Huang Xiuli always prepared to take her husband and children back to her parents' home.
She was ignored and ridiculed, so she rarely returned to her parents' home.
"Well, your cousin came over. He said that it has not rained near their village for more than ten years, but the strange thing is that it rains everywhere else. When the rain reaches a bridge connecting other villages,
It stopped, and it always formed a strange situation of raining and sun shining at the same time. This situation has been maintained for more than ten years. All the trees in the village have died, and all the crops have to be diverted from other villages. The people in the village have suffered.
It's unspeakable. They didn't know where they heard that you could pinch things and understand Feng Shui, so they sent your cousin to find me. I hope you can go to the village and see if you can find out the problem."
Yang Qing explained.
Separated by a bridge, it rains on one side and never rains on the other?
Is this still the case?
If nothing unexpected happens, there must be something wrong with the Feng Shui surface there.
However, she has no time now. She has to wait for Long Zhutian to come back, and she has to guard her master and not leave.
"Dad, I have something to do these days. My master is ill and I can't go out. Just tell your cousin that when I am free, I will definitely go over and take a look. Please wait."
Yang Zimei explained.
"Taoist Master Yuqing fell ill? I'll go in and have a look."
Yang Qing was both respectful and grateful to Taoist Priest Yuqing. He knew that without Yuqing, his daughter would not be where she is today. Therefore, as soon as he heard that he was sick, he anxiously wanted to go and see him.