Guo Yingtian thought of something and his face turned extremely ugly.
"Is your rockery empty? Take me to see it."
Guo Yingtian became more and more sure, because what Yang Haoran said was so accurate.
There is a hole more than one meter high on the back of the rockery. After drilling in, a staircase is built that leads directly to the ground.
A water circulation system is installed in the basement for easy maintenance and replacement.
Yang Haoran walked around the basement, looked around, and finally stopped in a dark corner in the deepest part.
This is a dark and damp corner that can completely avoid the lighting in the basement.
Yang Haoran reached over and took out something. Under the light, Guo Yingtian recognized it at once. It was a porcelain doll slightly larger than the palm of his hand.
It's just that it's different from ordinary porcelain dolls. The porcelain doll in Yang Haoran's hand has a ferocious face, and the color of its surface is very yellow, making it obviously an old object.
"Haha, this thing isn't original to your family, is it?"
Guo Yingtian shook his head repeatedly and asked anxiously: "Master Yang, can you really use Feng Shui to harm people in this world?"
Yang Haoran laughed, shook his head and said: "That's just to fool laymen. The so-called Feng Shui is just a superficial appearance. What really works is the person who controls the superficial Feng Shui. In short, it is a kind of monk's magic. Let's go up."
Guo Yingtian didn't dare to ask and followed Yang Haoran back to the ground. I love reading online
Yang Haoran placed the porcelain doll on a stone, then asked Guo Yingtian to move further away, and injected a burst of infuriating energy into the palm of his right hand.
Guo Yingtian looked at it from a distance and found that Yang Haoran's right hand was suddenly wrapped in a ball of red light, and then heard Yang Haoran groan.
Then he slapped the porcelain doll with his right hand in the air. The two were obviously about two meters apart. There was a flash of red light, and then there was a click, and the porcelain doll on the stone shattered.
While Guo Yingtian was still in a daze, Yang Haoran dusted his palms with a smile and said: "Qi Huo, take me to your cousin now."
At the same time, in a bedroom of Guo Yingwei's house, a lame Taoist with a wretched face suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood for no apparent reason, and his face instantly turned pale.
He rushed out of the bedroom and kicked Guo Yingwei's door open.
Guo Yingwei, who was having a good time, was about to get angry, but when he turned around and saw a lame Taoist priest, he immediately suppressed his anger.
He asked dissatisfiedly: "What is the Taoist priest doing in such a hurry?"
The lame Taoist glanced at the beautiful woman who was pushed aside by Guo Yingtian and let out a horrifying sneer.
"It's a good thing that you are still thinking about being romantic and happy, but you don't know that a disaster is coming! My magic weapon has been broken, and the other party must have found a Taoist master. If you are not prepared, just wait and wait for death!"
In Guo Yingtian's car, Guo Yingtian asked worriedly as he drove: "Master Yang, if it is really my cousin who did it, he must have been prepared. There are only two of us, is it too dangerous to go there so rashly?"
Yang Haoran glanced at him: "I'm doing this for your own good. I'm not afraid of danger, so what are you afraid of? Don't worry, as long as I'm here, I have to tear him down even if he's in a dragon's pool or a tiger's den. The key is that the person who did this is too hateful.
, I’m afraid I’ll be late and let him run away.”
The two families were not far from each other. After ten minutes' drive, Guo Yingtian had already appeared in the yard of Guo Yingwei's house.