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Chapter 2122 Disaster is coming

Chapter 2122 A disaster is coming

Le Xiaololi coaxed the little fox and ran away quickly again, rushing back to the fields behind Jiudaomei Village to change jobs with the little fox.

The little fox sent the little girl home and sighed. After working hard for most of the night, the fox was exhausted!

Returning to the bedroom, Mr. Le Xiao sent the little fox back to the star core space. He helped the little fox take off the disguised rat skin, then fetched water to give him a bath, washed the little cutie with fragrance, and stuffed it into the He gave him an emerald stone, kissed it wildly, and then let him sleep.

The little fox got another sweet kiss, and happily laughed stupidly, then flew back to the table in the corridor of the wooden palace room, holding its own snacks and gnawing away.

Le Xiaoxiao gave snacks to the little fox, went to take a bath himself, washed and dried his clothes, and then dried his hair with infuriating energy before leaving the star core world.

Returning to the bedroom, he looked at the little Huihui who was nestling on the bed as a guardian beast for his younger brother. He picked up the little cutie and gave it a good kiss. He kissed the little cutie until he fainted and then sent him back to the star core space. Lie down and sleep with your brother.

Le Xiaoxiao slept for about an hour and woke up on time at five o'clock. Then he dug his brother out of the warm bed and supervised him to practice for an hour, and then went to the roof of the south building to practice plum blossom. Pile and practice darts.

After the Cold Food Festival, Mr. Yi naturally lifted the ban, boiled water and made a pot of tea. He and Mr. Yan took the teapot to the roof of the building and drank tea while watching the little girl teach his young disciple how to practice.

Le’s dad, Zhou Qiufeng, gets up around 5:30 to make breakfast as usual. When the sky breaks, Le’s dad goes out to observe the weather that day.

Dad Le looked at the sky and returned to the kitchen, feeling a little wilted: "The clouds didn't look like it was going to rain yesterday, but now it looks dark and heavy. It feels like there will be heavy rain today."
< br />"If it rains, it rains. It's normal for it to rain during the Qingming Festival." Zhou Qiufeng was surprised. Raining during the Qingming Festival is a common occurrence. Raining during the Qingming Festival this year is nothing to be surprised about.

"Lele also said yesterday that there would be no rain in three days." Lele's father whispered in a low voice. Lele used to say that if it rains, it will rain. She said that if it doesn't rain, it really won't rain. It seems like it didn't work this time.

Zhou Qiufeng reacted: "Are you afraid that if it rains today, people will think that Lele's words are inaccurate?"

Le's father did not speak, his expression was like that of.

"You are worried for nothing, the weather station is not accurate. Lele is not a weather station that specializes in measuring weather. Isn't it normal for it to be inaccurate?"

"That's right. "Dad Le was comforted by his wife, and after thinking about it, he thought it was right. He immediately changed from a sad face to a cheerful one, and he no longer struggled.

Don’t say that Le’s father found it strangeWeird, Yan Lao, who was on the roof of the building, was very puzzled after watching the sky. He looked at the clouds and sky yesterday evening, indicating that it would be sunny the next day. Why was it that the sky was completely different in the morning? It was so dark. Then The appearance is the same as every time there is a storm on the coast.

Le Yun was also puzzled. Whether it was observing the clouds at night or analyzing the moisture content in the air, it was not a sign of rain. How could the weather suddenly change?

Unable to figure it out, she stopped thinking about it and taught her brother Qinggong and darts with peace of mind.

In fact, not only the young and old of the Le family were surprised, but also the people in the market were extremely puzzled. The weather forecast for tomorrow said it would be sunny, and they also emphasized that people should pay attention to fire hazards when sweeping tombs during the Qingming Festival. As a result, it turned out to be overcast in the morning, as if there was a huge storm. A heavy rain is coming.

No matter what, those who were going to visit the tombs still prepared as scheduled. Some people wanted to visit the tombs before it rained, so they set out extra early.

After breakfast, Le’s father Zhou Qiufeng put the items needed for the tomb-sweeping trip up the mountain into a basket on his back. He also caught two big red roosters in captivity and used them for their feet and wings. He also packed a basket on his back. .

The Le family only waited for a while, and Village Chief Zhou Papi and others also arrived. After meeting Grandma Zhou, they set off to the back mountain together.

The Cao sisters also arrived at Grandma Zhou’s house in the morning, and followed their mother to visit the graves of the Zhou elders.

The Lejia Zhou family set out neither early nor late. Many people from Meicun and neighboring villages also set out to offer sacrifices to the mountain. Those who had cars, no matter what kind of car they were, would drive to the foot of the back mountain. , some were riding motorcycles, some were driving tractors, some were plowing vehicles, and some were walking. The crowds on the road were marching like a swarm of ants.

Le’s dad and Brother Zhou, Zhou Bapi, drove an electric tricycle. The Zhou family also had two electric tricycles, and there were more than a dozen people riding motorcycles to take people with them. The team was quite spectacular.

When they arrived at the foot of the mountain, everyone parked their cars and walked up the mountain.

Le Yun sat with her younger brother on her neck and led her to climb the mountain.

Li Zhao also went to visit the grave with the Le family. He was envious when he saw the little girl doting on her younger brother. Sure enough, all good sisters belong to other people’s families!

Leshan only let his sister lead him for a while and walked firmly on his own.

The Zhou family climbed halfway up the mountain and separated.

The four members of the Le family and Mr. Li took a small walk, first to pay homage to the Le family’s great-grandfather, great-aunt, and aunt, and then to pay homage to the Le family’s grandparents.

When the young and old of the Le family paid homage to their ancestors, Li Zhao also offered a stick of incense to the elders of the Le family. Leshan was his younger brother, so it was appropriate for him to offer incense to the ancestors of the Le family.

After paying homage to grandma, Le Xiao’s classmate used stones not far from grandpa’s tomb.I made a small pile and marked the piece of land first.

The pile of Lei stones belongs to the Biaoyin cemetery. It is a local custom. If someone is looking for a cemetery in the future and sees the small pile of stones, they will know that the land has been reserved and they will look for another Feng Shui treasure place< br />
"Lele, what are you doing this for?" Lele's father was frightened when he saw the child smashing into a pile of rocks.

"No matter what, this place will be reserved for my aunt. If I can't find my aunt in the future, I will build a place for my aunt and let her accompany my grandparents to comfort the two elders." Le Yun frowned and burned a handful of paper money in front of the pile of stones.

"Lele is right." Lele's father took a moment to agree before speaking. His sister, whom he had never seen before, had no news after she disappeared, which was also a worry for his parents.

Zhou Qiufeng also knew that Yueqing had a sister. Nowadays, no one knows where her sister-in-law is, and older people can only sigh when they mention her.

After paying homage to the close relatives and elders of the Le family, and then going to visit the graves of Grandma Le’s natal parents, and then going to pay homage to Le Shan’s grandfather, the Le family and the rest went down the mountain to go home.

Le Jia brought all the rain gear when they set out, but they didn’t put it to use.

When Dad Le and others returned home, it was still dark, and it felt like the sky was getting lower, as if it would soon be over our heads.

The gloomy sky makes people feel nervous.

While most of them were busy sweeping graves, Huang Maode, Huang Maogao and Huang Maocheng had not noticed that their children were missing. They didn’t see their children getting up in the morning and didn’t care, thinking that because of the holiday, the children were sleeping in.

The three brothers each had breakfast. Someone who was going to take the child to visit the grave of their grandfather called the child but got no response. They felt a little angry but did not force it. The couple set off on their own.

People who don’t go to graves will not bother their children, and will either be busy with their own business or go shopping for groceries.

Huang San’s husband found that his wife was not at home in the morning. He thought that she was in a hurry and went back to the market to sweep the graves with her brothers and sister-in-law, so he did not look for her.

None of the Huang brothers and sisters found out that any of their family members were missing, so naturally the world was peaceful.

Huang Zhichang, who was sitting in his hometown, got up early in the morning, had breakfast, and went with Mr. Weng to see the master of metaphysics invited by Mr. Weng.

The master of metaphysics whom Mr. Weng knew promised to show the Huang family Feng Shui, but he firmly refused to stay at the Huang family. He arrived at Shishi the day before and checked into a hotel.

Mr. Weng and Mr. Xuanxue made an appointment for a meeting place, and took the Huang family owner to the end of the field, where they also met the person.

The master of metaphysics, Mr. Sansuan, is an old man who looks to be in his seventies. His facial features and height are ordinary. He wears a half-worn black windbreaker with spring and autumn clothes, and carries a halfNew and used backpacks.

When Mr. Weng saw someone, he first exchanged a few polite words with Mr. Sansuan before introducing them.

Huang Zhichang clasped his fists politely: "Master, you have come all the way here, and Huang can't thank you enough. If you have neglected me in any way, please don't blame me."


"Mr. Huang, why don't we go now? ? It’s too late, there are too many people and things are going on, and it’s going to be a lot of inconvenience.” Mr. Weng also knew that Mr. Sansuan didn’t want to act with the Huang family’s troops.

Huang Zhichang naturally listened to the master of metaphysics and called a taxi to take him to the graveyard.

The taxi took the person to the foot of the cemetery and returned to the city in a flash.

Without his son accompanying him, and with no other members of the family present, Huang Zhichang took Mr. Weng and the master of metaphysics to climb the mountain by himself.

Mr. Weng and Mr. Sansuan are both spiritual practitioners. They are in excellent health and can climb mountains as easily as walking on flat ground. However, Huang Zhichang suffered several blows and his body collapsed. He was out of breath after climbing only a short distance. Like a cow.

Mr. Weng and Mr. Sansuan were afraid that the head of the Huang family would not be able to breathe, so they crawled slowly with him, walking and resting for a while. It took about an hour to climb to the cemetery of the ancestors of the Huang family. .

At the end of the field, Mr. Sansuan looked at the mountain to look for the dragon's veins. After looking at it for a while, he took out the compass, a must-have magic weapon for metaphysics, from his backpack. When he held the compass, his heart sank. Shen.

The compass needle didn’t move at all!

Mr. Sansuan did not believe in evil and fiddled with it for a while, but the result was still the same. No matter which way he was facing, the compass needle seemed to have roots and was firmly fixed there.

Mr. Sansuan left the Huang family’s ancestral grave with the compass in his hand and went to a far away place, where he found that the compass needle had returned to normal.

If the pointer moves, it means the compass is not broken.

He held the compass and walked towards the Huang family cemetery again. When he walked not far from the Huang family ancestor’s cemetery, the compass needle stopped again.

Mr. Sansuan broke out in cold sweat. He wiped off the sweat calmly, immediately stuffed the magic weapon into his backpack and walked to Mr. Weng: "Brother Weng, let's go down the mountain."

Huang Zhichang had been secretly watching the master of metaphysics. When he saw him holding the compass and going elsewhere, a string in his heart was pulled. Seeing that he didn't say anything and only talked about going down the mountain, he immediately ran over and asked urgently : "Master, is there anything wrong?"

Mr. Sansuan shook his hand and refused to answer. More than anything, it was wrong. The Huang family knew that a disaster was coming!

Mr. Weng guessed that there must be a problem and agreed: "Okay, brother.After seeing it, we went down the mountain. Should Mr. Huang wait for the younger generation to pay homage to their ancestors before going back, or should they go down the mountain together? "

"The two of me and I will go back first. "Huang Zhichang also guessed that there must be something wrong. The master of metaphysics refused to say, so it must be that the money was not available.

While he answered, he picked up his backpack and went down the mountain with the two guests. , and repeatedly requested the master of metaphysics to visit the Huang family ancestral hall.

Mr. Sansuan did not want to go to the Huang family, but because of Mr. Weng’s face, he reluctantly agreed to go.

/>Many grave sweepers also arrived at the tomb, both men and women, and the owner of the Huang family was also there. To avoid suspicion, Mr. Weng did not mention a word about the feng shui of the Huang family's ancestral tomb.

The three of them walked to the foot of the mountain. The Huang family's tomb-sweeping team also arrived.

Huang Zhichang asked a junior of the Huang family to drive him and the two guests back to the family residence, and then he led the master of metaphysics to the family ancestral hall.

Mr. Sansuan took out his compass after getting off the car and observed it while walking. The compass pointer kept changing as people moved. When he walked outside the Huang Family Ancestral Hall, the compass pointer stopped again.

Mr. Sansuan felt a thump in his heart and quietly covered the compass.

Huang Zhichang climbed up the steps in front of the first door of the ancestral courtyard wall, unlocked the door, and pushed the door open. The door of the ancestral hall also turned on the light.

The sky was so gloomy that it made people feel very stuffy. When the door was pushed open, the door opened like a monster with its mouth open, as if it was about to devour people. It's so creepy.

Mr. Sansuan glanced inside the door and felt the gloominess, and he retreated in his heart. But he had already promised, so he had to bite the bullet and go. Take a look.

After passing through the first hall, I looked at the Huang Family Ancestral Hall, and my eyes fell on the pavilion on the left hand side of the entrance, and I felt my heart was about to jump out of my chest.

Mr. Sansuan didn’t say a word and followed the Huang family owner through the yard into the ancestral hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Huang family.

Mr. Weng felt uncomfortable in front of the Huang family ancestral hall. If it weren’t for Sansuan, Mr. Suan was invited by him, and he had already made excuses to leave.

Huang Zhichang took the master of metaphysics into the ancestral hall and stood aside waiting for the result.

Mr. Weng tried to look at the compass again and found that the compass needle still did not move. He looked around in the ancestral hall and walked out quietly.

Mr. Weng followed in three steps. He went up.

The master of metaphysics left without saying a word. Huang Zhichang also guessed that there must be a problem, so he caught up and asked: "Master, are there any offerings in this ancestral hall that are taboo? ”

Mr. Sansuan walked out of the ancestral hall and went to the yard outside to look at theOne look at the pavilion makes people's hearts tremble: "What is that pavilion in the southwest suppressing?"

Huang Zhichang followed the gaze of the master of metaphysics and saw the soul-suppressing pavilion on the right, and his heart skipped a beat. He jumped and breathed heavily: "To be honest, Master, there is an ancestor in the family who is not very peaceful and makes the younger generations uneasy. The family scandal cannot be publicized. Out of helplessness, we have to suppress him in the ancestral hall."

Mr. Sansuan glanced at the head of the Huang family, then looked at the pavilion. He felt as if his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He immediately looked away and swallowed what he was about to say.

"Mr. Huang, this little old man is too ignorant to be able to do anything about your house. You should hire someone else who is wise." Mr. Sansuan suppressed his racing heart and walked out quickly. .

Mr. Weng didn’t know what was being suppressed in the Huang Family Ancestral Hall, and he also wanted to inquire about the privacy of the Huang Family. When Mr. Sansuan was about to leave, he asked for it and quickly followed him.

When the master of metaphysics said that there was nothing he could do, Huang Zhichang thought of someone, and his face suddenly changed. Could it be that the talisman to suppress that person failed, and that person was unwilling to give in and wanted to rebel?

Is the series of bad luck in the Huang family also related to that person?

 

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