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Chapter 40 Snatch luck

Chapter 40 Snatch luck

"Fang Sheng was killed by Tiansha. It doesn't count if he took the lives of his own family, but also ruined the Feng Shui of the whole village! What a crime!"

The old man stomped his feet and beat his chest, and jumped angrily to scold the dead Fang Sheng's family. Maybe it was because he was old and couldn't catch his breath. The old man rolled his eyes and passed out angrily!

"This temperament is really strong!" Han Zheng didn't expect the old man to think so highly of an ancient tomb!

Fang Min was so frightened that he beat the old man's chest and calmed down, which made the old man wake up!

Standing side by side with Zhao Qing, Han Zheng and Zhao Qing couldn't help but smile wryly when he saw the miserable appearance of the old man with tears streaming down his face after he woke up.

Because the two of them don't understand Feng Shui, and they don't understand the importance of breaking Feng Shui to the old man and even this ordinary small village!

Among the few people, only Mr. Qi is proficient in this aspect. He understood the old man's actions very well, so he walked up to the old man and comforted him: "Old brother, why are you doing this! The young man did something wrong. You have already paid the price with the lives of the whole family, so don't blame me!"

The old man sat on the ground with snot and tears and said unforgivingly: "He ruined the Feng Shui of the whole village. The ancestors have spirits to blame him. Our whole village will suffer bad luck. How can I not feel sad!"

"Old man, please calm down. My brother's family of three has already gone, let's think about how to remedy it!" Fang Min persuaded the old man while soothing his chest.

The old man glared, pouted his beard, and said angrily, "Remedy? How to remedy it? When the green smoke clears, all Feng Shui will be ruined!"

"Brother, I want to ask, is the ancient tomb in your village belonged to your ancestors?" Elder Qi asked the old man with a smile in his eyes.

After Qi Lao asked this question, the old man stopped complaining immediately, and said with an uncertain expression: "I don't know about this, anyway, there are only three surnames in our village, and each family is passed down from the ancestors. People, and our three surnames are guarding the tombs of our ancestors, we can’t say how many years, but it’s a long time anyway.”

Mr. Qi grasped the key point in the words, laughed immediately, and said: "Since the surnames of your three families are all guarding the tomb for others, it can be basically concluded that the person buried in this tomb is not any of the three of you. The ancestors of the family, that is to say, whether the Feng Shui is broken or not has nothing to do with you!"

The old man was stunned on the spot. After thinking for a while, he seemed to agree with what Qi Lao said, and then looked at Qi Lao suspiciously, "Old brother, do you know Feng Shui? You said that Feng Shui is broken, and it really won't affect us. The village? What about the Fangsheng family?"

Han Zheng took a step forward and said to the old man: "Master, the three members of that family were killed by the evil spirit in the tomb, and now the evil spirit has been wiped out by us, so you can rest assured, but the three of you are guarded by others. If this feng shui can really bless you, then I would like to ask, is there an official in your village, or a rich and powerful person?"

Asked by Han Zheng, the old man was startled again, lowered his head with a dejected expression, and murmured: "The big man you mentioned has never been born, but it is true that very few people in our village get sick. There are quite a few people in their 80s, isn’t this a blessing from Feng Shui?”

After hearing this, Elder Qi's eyes flashed, "Brother, although I don't know much about Fengshui, I know a Fengshui master, and I will invite him to come over to show your village later. Don't worry, brother." Bar!"

"Old brother, is what you said true? Thank you so much!" The old man excitedly held Qi Lao's hand, his affectionate posture, for fear that Qi Lao's words would not count.

At this moment, Han Zheng, who was watching from the side, changed his expression and opened his mouth, "What? Why didn't you say it earlier? How much is this wasted?"

His sudden words made several people look at him strangely, not knowing who they were speaking to!

Han Zheng also found out what was wrong with him, so he didn't explain much, because time is everything to him now!The news about the little goblin just now gave him a sense of urgency.

"Brother Zheng, why are you so anxious, I was educating Little Fatty just now! That's why I didn't notice what's going on outside!" said the little goblin, holding the big fat cat in her arms.

"Don't worry, how much green smoke has passed away in a while! It's all luck!" Han Zheng didn't hide his pain.

No wonder he is like this, just 1 minute ago, the little fairy told him that the green smoke rising outside is a good thing, if it is deprived of it, it will increase Han Zheng's luck greatly, once the green smoke is absorbed , with the blessing of Han Zheng, the odds of winning a lottery ticket are much higher than those who have the luck to win the lottery. His luck is stronger than others, so he can be one step ahead of others, suppress other people's luck, and get the ultimate benefit.

Let alone Han Zheng, anyone would be crazy about it!

"What are you talking about? You're talking nonsense!" Zhao Qing reached out and patted Han Zheng on the head, dissatisfied with his startled behavior.

But Elder Qi looked at Han Zheng with deep meaning, full of curiosity about Han Zheng's sudden inexplicable sentence.

"hey-hey"

Han Zheng bared his teeth and grinned, and said, "Grandpa, don't worry that the green smoke won't escape, I'll take it back for you!"

After finishing speaking, Han Zheng jumped into the vegetable cellar with an excited expression on his face, and Han Zheng's loud laughter at the same time made everyone's faces dull!

"It's mine, it's all mine, it's all mine!"

"This?"

Both Zhao Qing and Qi Lao couldn't help blushing. This is not a help, it is clearly a robbery!

Both Fang Min and the old man were full of doubts in their hearts. They looked at Old Qi, which meant that this young man was doing something.

"cough cough"

Old Qi coughed in embarrassment, forced a smile, and said: "Don't worry, nothing will happen, little brother, doing this will definitely only benefit you and not harm you."

At the same time, Elder Qi gave Zhao Qing a look, and Zhao Qing understood immediately, and comforted him: "Uncle Xiaozheng has special skills, so he must have his reasons for doing this, it can't be a bad thing!"

In the end, it was the policeman Zhao Qing who was convincing, so the old man breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said, "That's good, that's good!"

At this moment, Han Zheng had already drilled in through the hole on the side wall of the vegetable cellar, and his eyes were filled with steaming green smoke, slowly drifting outside.

"The little goblin charged me everything!"

Regardless of the situation in the cave, Han Zheng sat cross-legged on the wet ground, letting the little fairy absorb and purify the green smoke and fuse with himself.

Relatively speaking, the process was not very slow. A thumb-sized golden vortex appeared between Han Zheng's eyebrows, swallowing thick green smoke silently and frantically.

The few people outside were waiting quietly. Zhao Qing and Mr. Qi were not worried about Han Zheng's safety. In their eyes, he was a strong man who could easily kill the cat monster. up!

(End of this chapter)