Below, there is actually a cement pipe with a diameter of half a meter.
It looks very deep.
There was also a fishy smell wafting up.
"What do you want to do?"
Han Yiwen was puzzled and shocked inside. He quietly buried the cement pipe and worked hard.
"It's very simple. Dirty wells can block the Feng Shui energy, which is not good for you and your children. In order to prevent the water from evaporating too quickly, there should be grease such as asphalt in it," Long Xiaoye added.
"hateful!"
Han Yiwen's eyes were on fire, his fists were clenched, and he asked again: "Master Long, what should we do next?"
"Landfilling is no longer a well. But before that, we have to deal with one thing first."
"Speaking."
"There's something down there!" Long Xiaoye pointed.
Wei Ming quickly endured his nausea and leaned over to take a look. Of course, he couldn't see clearly, so he turned on the phone's lighting.
"It really does. It looks like, like, oh my god, a little floating coffin!"
Wei Ming was so frightened that he couldn't even speak.
Han Yiwen also leaned over to take a look, his face became more and more ugly. This was pure witchcraft.
How to take it out is the problem before us.
Unless the entire cement pipe is dug out.
The workload is not small, and I'm afraid I won't be able to go back even if it gets dark.
His son's safety was the most important thing. Han Yiwen took out his cell phone and prepared to call someone, but Long Xiaoye didn't want to waste time.
Let me do it!
When he came to the mouth of the well, Long Xiaoye narrowed his eyes slightly and reached inside to grab it.
The small gray coffin appeared in his hand.
Han Yiwen and Wei Ming were both stunned on the spot.
This is the real master, who can pick up objects from a distance and live forever!
"Sister Yan, give it to me."
Long Xiaoye sniffed in disgust, and his hands were dirty.
Linghu Yan quickly brought a bottle of mineral water, washed his hands from Long Xiaoye, and took the small coffin with him.
It can be called a handicraft. The small coffin fits tightly and seems to be solid.
After Long Xiaoye observed it, he opened the lid.
There are three things inside.
A strand of woman's long hair, a yellow paper charm, and a small pack of nails.
"The prototype has been found." Long Xiaoye explained: "The long hair comes from the woman who resents death, which is the image of the ghost in Shuhang's nightmare."
Wei Ming's heart was so frightened that he quickly took a few steps back and lit a cigarette to calm down his shock.
The knot between Han Yiwen's eyebrows never relaxed, and he suppressed his anger: "Master Long, whose nails are these?"
"Shuhang's."
Han Yiwen took a breath. The other party actually got such a thing. He couldn't remember when it happened.
Long Xiaoye picked up the talisman and unfolded it carefully.
The birth date was written on it, and he handed it to Han Yiwen to read. He immediately reacted, "This is Shuhang's birth date. To poison a child is absolutely insane!"
At this point, everything Long Xiaoye said has been confirmed.
Someone deliberately destroyed Feng Shui, targeting Han Yiwen's son Han Shuhang.
It can be concluded that Fu Linguan was deeply involved.
What to do with these items?
Long Xiaoye gave the method to burn them all and bury the ashes.
In addition, the dirty wells need to be filled.
Everything is finished, it's almost two o'clock in the afternoon.
Han Yiwen deeply apologized for leaving Master Long hungry at noon, and planned to host a banquet at Tenglong Hotel in the evening.
Long Xiaoye didn't agree, so the days ahead are long.
Three days later, we have to visit Han Shuhang for another physical examination. We will talk about it then.
Han Yiwen's attitude changed 180 degrees, he was eloquent, and he said a bunch of words of gratitude without repeating them.
After entering Fangyuan City, the two cars separated, and Long Xiaoye went directly back to Tianji Pavilion.
"Xiaoye, as soon as I come, you leave!"
Miao Xiangyi came downstairs with a little complaint.
"Hey, let's make some more money while we have time. When the long journey starts, the hotel will be closed."
Miao Xiangyi thought for a moment and said disapprovingly: "Don't worry, my dad will definitely give you satisfactory compensation."
"Talk about friendship, not money!"
Long Xiaoye waved his hand, "If someone gives me money, I won't go. It will take a lot of risks."
"Thank you!"
Miao Xiangyi smiled gratefully, her pretty face particularly moving.
Looking at beautiful women cannot solve stomach problems.
Long Xiaoye asked Su Xia to bring a box of instant noodles, sat on his desk, and wolfed it down loudly.
Miao Xiangyi felt a little distressed and quickly handed over a tissue and asked seriously: "Xiaoye, have you considered going to Xianghe City for development? The environment is better than Fangyuan."
"I've considered it. I'll wait until I save enough money to buy a house."
Long Xiaoye didn't hide it. He went to Xianghe for the first time and liked that city very much.
"This is not easy, I will buy it for you." Miao Lingna giggled.
"Hehe, I accepted it with good intentions, but I won't receive any reward for no merit."
"You have helped me a lot, so you have offended others. As a reward, it is not enough."
"Buying and selling is voluntary and the remuneration is high, that's enough."
Long Xiaoye picked up his lunch box and sipped the instant noodle soup.
Miao Xiangyi curled her lips secretly, knowing that she couldn't force it!
Long Xiaoye also has a strong backer in Fangyuan City, and that is the Gao family.
Moreover, in Miao Xiangyi's eyes, the relationship between Long Xiaoye and Gao Lina is quite subtle.
They are not lovers, but they have many behaviors that only lovers can have...
While they were talking, someone else entered the Tianji Pavilion.
Long Xiaoye knew Zhang Fu, the president of the Wushu Association. He was still dressed as he was last night, but his clothes had many wrinkles.
You didn't even take it off to sleep.
"President Zhang, you are welcome to come, but you are welcome from afar!"
Long Xiaoye shouted, but his body did not move. He still sat and drank the last mouthful of noodle soup.
Feeling your belly, if you are not full, it is better than not eating at all.
Miao Xiangyi got up helplessly, threw the box into the trash can, and went upstairs again.
"My little friend, it is better to dissolve enemies than to make enemies. I have thought about it for a long time, and I still feel that I should come and apologize."
Zhang Fu clasped his fists, but his expression was a bit unwilling.
"I don't think you have offended me, but I should thank you for sending three million to the martial arts school. We are short of money!"
Long Xiaoye smiled proudly.
Zhang Fu's mouth twitched fiercely. Last night's competition in the ring showed a huge disparity in strength. It was indeed no different from offering money.
"My little friend is open-minded and worthy of admiration!"
Zhang Fu gave a thumbs up and said: "I also have a lot of resources, would you consider a win-win cooperation?"
"Not consider!"
Long Xiaoye answered very simply.
After Zhang Fu's molars wriggled twice, his eyes dimmed again, and he sighed softly, "Oh, so to speak, I still regret what happened last night."
"President Zhang, who gave you those three million?" Long Xiaoye asked directly.
Zhang Fu was stunned for a moment, then sneered: "My little savings over the years."
"That's nonsense. I can tell by the look on your face that you are causing trouble! Taking people's money but not being able to solve their problems is just asking for trouble." Long Xiaoye snorted coldly.
"I don't understand what you are talking about." Zhang Fu was still arrogant.
"Let me tell you, when I came back last night, I was stopped and attacked, and I almost lost my life." Long Xiaoye looked at me with a bad look and said, "President Zhang, do you dare to swear that it has nothing to do with you?"