"Mr. Fu is still knowledgeable. We can't imagine that there are so many things in this genealogy."
Hearing Yang Xiaobao's words, Fu Xinghai laughed and waved his hand and said, "Xiaobao, don't say that. In fact, just looking at the genealogy, you can't see anything. I also need to refer to the county annals of your county so that you can find it.
Something useful."
"What is county annals?"
Su Guihua, who was sitting aside, couldn't help asking curiously.
Fu Xinghai smiled and said, "It's actually the history of your county."
"Where can I find this thing?" Su Guihua asked again.
Fu Xinghai thought for a while and said, "Your county cultural center has it, I want to go and have a look in the afternoon."
"Mr. Fu, let's have a meal first."
Yang Xiaobao picked up a glass of wine and toasted Mr. Fu.
Sitting next to Yang Xiaobao was Fu Xinghai's driver.
Four people, eating and chatting.
"Xiaobao, County Cultural Center, do you know anyone?" Fu Xinghai asked.
Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said, "To be honest, there is really no one, but I can ask for you."
"That's great." Fu Xinghai said with a smile.
After eating too much, Yang Xiaobao called Mr. Xue to explain the situation and could he introduce his friends he met.
"You have asked people, the director of the Cultural Center, is my chess friend. We often play chess together. I will call him now and ask him to wait for you in the Cultural Center in the afternoon."
"Old Xue, thank you so much."
"Xiaobao, you're welcome to say this. Compared to what you did for our Pan family, I did too little."
After hanging up Mr. Xue's phone number, Yang Xiaobao sent Xue Jinglun's words to Fu Xingyuan.
"It's really great. This afternoon, I'll go to the county cultural center."
"I'll accompany you." Yang Xiaobao said actively.
He was attracted by Fu Xingyuan and wanted to check the history of the stone village, especially what the mountain god told him that day that one of his ancestors pressed the rabbit demon under the stone.
When the rabbit demon was released, he called Yang Xiaobao "Old Yang".
Yang Xiaobao knew that the rabbit demon was calling was definitely not himself, but the person who overwhelmed it under the stone.
The same surname is Yang, so there must be something to do with it.
After dinner, Yang Xiaobao and Fu Xingyuan took a car to the county cultural center.
Not long after leaving the village, I saw a Mercedes-Benz G coming towards me.
Seeing this car, Yang Xiaobao immediately pressed the window.
Just so happened that the other party pressed the car window at this time.
While passing by, Yang Xiaobao looked at the car, and the people from the car also looked here.
It's not someone else, it's Yang Hongfei.
Sitting next to Yang Hongfei, Ji Mengjiu was officially sitting.
And Fu Xingyuan also saw Ji Mengjiu at this time.
The eyes of the four people collided and flashed by.
"It was Yang Hongfei and Ji Mengjiu, who looked at Feng Shui." Yang Xiaobao said.
"I know that Ji Mengjiu." Fu Xingyuan said lightly, "and even called out."
After hearing what Fu Xingyuan said, Yang Xiaobao was surprised. He never expected that Fu Xingyuan would know Ji Mengjiu.
And he didn't reveal this on the phone yesterday.
"How did you meet?" Yang Xiaobao asked curiously.
Fu Xingyuan smiled and said, "We are a colleague, so it's not easy to get to know each other?"
Yang Xiaobao said oh, nodded, thinking too.
"Then, how about your relationship?" Yang Xiaobao asked again.
"It can be said that the Tao is different and I don't plan to each other, and I always feel that Ji Mengjiu has no real ability to gain fame."
It seems that they are not bad at all.
Fu Xingyuan doesn't seem to have any good feelings for his colleagues.
At this time, Ji Mengjiu was also talking to Yang Hongfei about Fu Xingyuan.
"This, Fu Xingyuan, why are you with Yang Xiaobao?"
Ji Mengjiu's face changed when he saw Fu Xingyuan and said with some displeasure.
Yang Hongfei said oh and asked in surprise: "The Fu Xingyuan you mentioned is the old man sitting with Yang Xiaobao?"
"Yes, it's him." Ji Mengjiu nodded and said.
"What is this Fu Xingyuan doing?" Yang Hongfei asked.
Ji Mengjiu smiled and said, "Like me, I am just a Feng Shui master."
"What did Yang Xiaobao hire a Feng Shui master?" Yang Hongfei asked in confusion.
Ji Mengjiu snorted and said lightly: "What else can I do? It must be because of the back mountain of Shitou Village. Maybe that so-called ghost is the hand and footwork of Fu Xingyuan."
Hearing Ji Mengjiu's words, Yang Hongfei's face instantly became cold.
Ji Mengjiu himself also knew that his ability was not as great as Fu Xingyuan.
So in order not to let Fu Xingyuan destroy his good deeds, he must find a way to get rid of this guy.
"Young Master Yang, you have to be careful and never let this guy ruin our good things." Ji Mengjiu said.
"Don't worry, I will find a way to get rid of this Fu Xingyuan."
After Yang Hongfei finished speaking, he suddenly asked again: "Master Ji, do you really have a way to get rid of that ghost? What if we meet again this time?"
Ji Mengjiu smiled and took out a bracelet from her pocket, saying, "Young Master Yang, you can wear a string of Bodhi first."
Yang Hongfei saw that it was a very simple series of stars and moon bodhis.
Ji Mengjiu had a string that was exactly the same as him on his wrist.
"Master Ji, is this bracelet really useful?" Yang Hongfei asked with some doubts.
"Of course." Ji Mengjiu said with a smile, "I only have these two strings in my hand. This is not a simple Bodhi, it was blessed by the master."
Hearing Ji Mengjiu's words, Yang Hongfei quickly put it on his wrist.
"Young Master Yang, I asked for this bracelet at that time, but it was useless to have a lot of energy."
How could Yang Hongfei not understand what Ji Mengjiu means?
He smiled, took out a bank card from his pocket, and said, "Master Ji, there is 500,000 yuan in it. You can take the flowers first. When this matter is successful, I will give you the remaining money together.
of."
"Then thank you Mr. Yang."
Ji Mengjiu smiled, but ended up stuffing the bank card into his pocket.
Yang Xiaobao and Fu Xingyuan went to the county cultural center together and found the director.
The director is an old man with all white hair, looking thin and thin, and he looks like an intellectual at first glance.
Everyone greeted each other for a while, and Fu Xingyuan explained his purpose.
The director immediately nodded and said, "No problem, no problem. I will take you to the information room now, you can check it slowly."
The two followed the curator to a very large room, which was filled with bookshelf, and the bookshelf was filled with books.
"That row is our county annals, you can read it slowly."
"Okay, thank you."
After a few words of advice, the director left on excuses, leaving only Yang Xiaobao and Fu Xingyuan.
"Xiaobao, you can pass the time yourself, I'll be busy first." Fu Xingyuan said. This chapter has been completed!