The farm life of a master of metaphysics

Chapter 135

The frightened Aunt Bi hurried to take out the buried scimitar before the hornets came, washed it clean with well water, and ran towards Song's house.

When she came here, Aunt Bi was shocked, because not only she came, but also those who stole things before.

In addition to those people, people in their respective families also suffered.

For example, the mother-in-law who snatched her daughter-in-law's sickle and refused to let her return it is now outside the Song family with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

Take a closer look, the whole body is covered with bruises, it seems that the fall was very heavy!

There are also people who bought sickles that others secretly took out, and they are also depressed at the moment, with red sores all over their faces.

These red sores look small, but they are burning and painful.

One or two can be tolerated, but one face is full, it is so painful!
He didn't know what was going on at first, but a Taoist priest passed by him, looked at him carefully and said, "Did you take something that is not from your house! Return it quickly! This is someone else's house." If you took the things that belonged to you without authorization, you will be in bad luck. It seems that this person is a fellow, and he actually gave you a bad luck charm. If you don't return it quickly, you will be in bad luck for the next year!"

Now, the person who bought the sickle was frightened. After thinking about it, the only thing he took recently was the sickle he bought yesterday.

At that time, he still thought that the woman sold it very cheaply, and her words were very flashy. After a long time of trouble, she must have stolen it and sold it!
This is hurting him.

So he inquired about the woman who sold the sickle all the way, and finally let him find Liangshan Village.

Some other people, anyway, each have their own bad luck, either there is a problem here, or there is a problem there.

The worst thing was the man who asked the children to steal things. He was robbed of drinking cold water, got stuck in eating, fell down when he went out, went to drink, but the wine was spilled, the jug was broken, and the jug was broken. The splinters were still lodged in the legs.

Later, when he went to gamble, he was beaten up before the money was gambled, and the money was taken away.

When I went home with pain all over my body, I accidentally fell into the cesspit again.

If a passer-by hadn't met him and pulled him up with a bamboo pole, he might have died in the cesspit.

No, everyone talked about their misery, hoping that Song Ying would show mercy and spare them.

Liu Shun on the side was dumbfounded when he heard this.

OMG!Fortunately, he repented and ran back in time. If he was as unlucky as these people, it would be fatal.

But thinking about it carefully, his inability to sleep all night is also very terrible!
Now, Liu Shun admired Song Ying's ability so much that he didn't dare to have any thoughts anymore.

Not only that, Liu Shun felt that now that Song Ying was so capable, as long as he followed Song Ying to do things well, he would definitely get better and better in the future.

Song Ying heard the cry of this group of people, and the smile on her face became bigger and bigger.

To be honest, the feng shui formation Song Ying left on the sickle and scimitar is really unlucky.

Of course, the degree of this misfortune depends on the character of this person.

Those with good character and few mistakes will naturally have less unlucky things.

If the character is not good, and he has done many bad things, he will naturally be even more unlucky.

Looking at a group of people who are now afraid, Song Ying thought for a while and said, "What are you doing? I didn't know that these things would happen to you! It seems that you have indeed been in bad luck recently! It's better to do more good deeds, and this bad luck will naturally disappear!"

Now, everyone kneeling there understood.

Song Ying would not admit what she had done, but she still told them the way to get rid of this bad luck.

The person who bought the sickle understood immediately, so he quickly took the sickle and put it on the ground in front of Song Ying.

"I'm sorry! Thank you for telling me how to get rid of it!"

With that said, the person who bought the sickle saluted and walked outside.

Seeing this, the others quickly brought over the sickle or machete.

Immediately, someone brought the sickle or scimitar that they had taken away, and quickly brought it over.

One by one, they came forward to apologize or thank them, and soon a large group of people disappeared.

The man who taught the child to steal came up last, holding the child by the hand, and he could still smell a faint smell of cesspit.

Maybe it's because of walking through the gate of hell, the man wants to understand a lot of things now.

I saw him pulling the child and kneeling in front of Song Ying.

"I know, I have done a lot of wrong things! I also know, I am sorry for my family and children, and even more sorry for you! I took the sickle to exchange for money, and I have no way to return it to you now. But you can rest assured, I I will definitely go out to work to make money, and then buy a few more sickles and scimitars and return them to you!"

Then, the man looked at his son again, then stroked his head and said, "Son, it was my father's fault before, and he shouldn't have forced you to steal. But it's also wrong for you to steal. Let's give it to Song." Shadow kowtow!"

The little boy nodded, and then the father and son kowtowed to Song Ying three times firmly, and then left.

From the beginning to the end, Song Ying didn't speak, just watched silently.

After the backs of the father and son disappeared, Song Yingchang let out a sigh.

If my scythe can be exchanged for a man's reformation, it would be worth it.

Upon hearing this, Liu Shun glanced at Song Ying.

"Do you want to help them?"

Song Ying shook her head.

"No, if he really reforms himself, he will naturally have his fate!"

After leaving this sentence, Song Ying left.

Among the crowd, the three people who took the sickle or the scimitar yesterday also slipped back home in a hurry.

I saw with my own eyes what happened to those who stole things, how dare they steal things, and hurried back to send back the sickle and scimitar, and then went to work actively.

I have to say that the effect of killing chickens to scare monkeys is still very good. Since then, the people who come to Song Ying to work here are all well-behaved, not only dare not be lazy, but also dare not steal things, and even the progress of land reclamation has been improved.

Of course, there are only a small number of people who come to work with small thoughts, and most of them are still very kind.

There was a little girl named Xiaotong who was about eight years old.

Because of Song Ying, she was able to help the family make money, so she was very grateful.

In her own way, she went to the mountain to pick a lot of March bubbles, wrapped them in leaves, and shyly stuffed them into Song Ying's hands.

"Sister Song, this March bubble is the most popular one I found. It's very sweet. Give it to you to eat! Thank you for making me earn money and helping my mother lighten the burden!"

(End of this chapter)