Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 6

Originally, the sound of the tree falling was loud, and because Zhao Dapeng's sister had fainted before, most of the villagers who were still eating rushed to the entrance of the village.

In just a few minutes, there were several circles of people inside and outside the camphor tree that fell at the entrance of the village. In the whole village, almost all the people at home ran to the entrance of the village.

"The tree fell down and blocked the way out of the village. Hurry up and find a few people to move it together." Several villagers muttered there, and some of them stepped forward and kicked it a few times, guessing. A dozen people carried it together.

"Bring a few more strong ones, find a few thick hemp ropes, and hurry up." A person who looked like a village cadre came out and said.

Ever since, everyone was eager to try it.If you work in the village, you will not do it for nothing. If you go up and move it, it will cost at least 100 yuan.

"I heard that this camphor tree is a Fengshui tree planted by our ancestors in our village." A person in the crowd said weakly.

"Fuck Feng Shui, don't confuse people with your gossip!" The village cadre immediately retorted.

"I heard that there were two ancient camphor trees at the entrance of Linjia Village before, but they were cut down when the new village was built, and then..."

Speaking of Linjia Village, the famous death village, only half a year after the whole village was rebuilt, all the people in the village died.Although such a horrible thing happened 20 years ago, the older people in the village have a deep memory.

Then, a few people next to him began to think about it.

"Now that the trees in our village have fallen, will it become the next Lin Family Village?" a villager asked weakly.

"It is said that Feng Shui turns around. It has been 20 years since Jinrong Group closed down. Has the disaster really reached our village? I don't want to die!" Another villager said, and became anxious.

"Ahem!" The man who looked like a village cadre said again: "We must firmly believe in the atheism of Marxism-Leninism, and those Feng Shui are superstitions, and we must resolutely resist them!"

"Xiao Liu, Xiao Liu." An older man approached the village official and tugged at the corner of his clothes.

"What is the village chief? Hurry up and organize people to move the tree, otherwise the road will be impassable, how can tourists enter the village?"

"That Lin family village, really, the whole village died within half a year." The village head reminded weakly.

"Cough cough!" Xiao Liu coughed twice again: "Village chief, as a village cadre, you are also superstitious! What happened in the Lin Family Village, it was because their water quality was polluted, that's why they were chronically poisoned. We have to believe in science .”

Then, he shouted to the villagers present: "Come up and move the tree, three hundred per person."

Three hundred!
People who were a little apprehensive at first gave up their worries when they heard that they would pay three hundred for one job, and started gearing up.

Zeng Yifan stood beside him, listening to what everyone said.

Jinrong Group, a very familiar name, should have been a construction company in Lingcheng.However, it's been a long time.In Zeng Yifan's memory, when he was in kindergarten, this company closed down overnight for some reason.Then, everything about the Jinrong Group became a secret, little known.

However, compared with the Jinrong Group, which went bankrupt 20 years ago, the current problem seems to be more serious.The inexplicable strange sound that had disappeared originally sounded again.Obviously, something happened to another ancient camphor tree.

At this moment, Zhao Dapeng was anxious to send his younger sister to the county hospital, so he rolled up his sleeves and stepped forward to move the tree.

"Zhao Dapeng be careful!" Zeng Yifan hastily pulled him back.

"Why?" Zhao Dapeng was a little upset because he saw Zeng Yifan ignoring his sister and flirting with others, but now he stopped himself, and his tone was even more angry.

"That tree is also problematic." Zeng Yifan withdrew his hand and said softly.

However, this kind reminder was met with blank stares.

However, Zhao Dapeng was a little more cautious and walked around another tree.

Zeng Yifan only felt that the creaking sound was getting louder and louder, almost rupturing his eardrums.Can't help rubbing his ears.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and another ancient camphor tree, as if suddenly sawed off by an invisible saw, broke abruptly, and also fell sideways on the road.

Zhao Dapeng happened to be standing next to the fallen tree at this moment, he felt a lot of leaves brushing against his body, his feet trembled violently, and the dust was flying in front of his eyes.

After taking a closer look, he took a deep breath: Another tree really fell!If he hadn't been cautious just now and walked around in a circle, he might have been hit right now!
Similarly, the other villagers present also gasped.Then, someone recalled that the man from another village had just said that another tree was about to fall.

"He was the one who saved this woman before!" A villager pointed to the woman in the green skirt who was still a little panicked.

Having said that, everyone turned their attention to Zeng Yifan.How could he know the tree was going to fall?
Zeng Yifan was a little indifferent, he just heard a strange sound, as if the tree was being eaten by something, and subconsciously felt that the tree was about to fall, but he really couldn't explain why.However, this ancient camphor tree is indeed particular about Feng Shui.

The millennium-old camphor, exorcising evil spirits, is planted at the entrance of the village. It can not only purify the air, but also guide the flow of good breath and retain wealth.

It's just that Zeng Yifan didn't say that.Just now the village cadre also said, don't be superstitious.He doesn't hit the muzzle.So, he shook his head like a rattle.

However, no matter how weird the tree fell, it still had to be removed.

"Get some more people to move trees! My sister is going to the hospital!" Zhao Dapeng yelled loudly, not forgetting the urgent task.

"Zhao Xiaomei is too old!" Suddenly, someone in the crowd shouted.

When everyone heard the words, they immediately followed the sound, and it was the second dog who found Zhao Xiaomei fainted for the first time.

(End of this chapter)