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Chapter 332 Fighting with a Fortune Teller

"Second uncle, don't!" Zhang Dagang quickly took the hoe from his second uncle's hand, squeezed out a smile and said: "Second uncle, now is a harmonious society. Fighting can't solve the problem. In this way, you leave this matter to

I, let me solve it, okay?"

"Okay."

The second uncle handed the hoe to Zhang Dagang, took out a cigarette from his pocket and turned around. His back looked like a lonely poet.

Zhang Dagang looked at Zhu Xiaolong in front of him, and for a moment he didn't know how to deal with it. After all, in villages like theirs, the dead are usually the most important. If the other party wanted to show filial piety, it didn't seem too much. Maybe the method was a bit extreme.

So, Zhang Dagang thought of a way to get the best of both worlds: "Let's do this, brother, since you want this land, you can buy it with money. If the price is right, the land and fruits can be given to you, let alone bury the coffin.

You bury your whole family and no one talks about you."

"How are you talking?" Zhu Xiaolong glared at Zhang Dagang angrily, and then said: "I can offer up to three thousand. If it exceeds this price, there is no need to negotiate."

"You have a great dream, boy."

Zhang Dagang laughed out loud immediately after hearing Zhu Xiaolong's quotation.

He finally understood how such a good-tempered second uncle got into a fight with this kid.

After all, the price of the land alone starts at least 4,000, not to mention the price of the fruits on the ground. These fruits are not only grown by the second uncle himself, but also the fruit seedlings sent by Zhang Dagang. The total value of the miscellaneous fruits is at least 20,000.

Already.

This price was reduced to 4,000 by Zhu Xiaolong.

My darling, Pinduoduo doesn’t do anything like this.

"Then I don't care." Zhu Xiaolong looked shameless: "I only have so much money. If you don't let me bury my dad today, I will secretly bury my dad someday. Anyway, it's up to you.

Bar."

After saying that, Zhu Xiaolong spread his hands, as if he was a dead pig who was not afraid of being scalded by boiling water.

Zhang Dagang had never seen such a person before. He immediately laughed out loud and was about to blast him away. Unexpectedly, Yu Xing'er came over at this time and said sympathetically: "Dagang, please help him, he is just

I want to find a good piece of land for my father."

"No..." Zhang Dagang's face was full of black lines: "Xing'er, I also want to agree. What if this kid secretly buries his father in there one day, pretends to be dead and bites people? But the problem is, this land is

My second uncle, he regards wealth as his life, he will definitely not agree to sell his land at a low price for 4,000 yuan, there is no point in asking me about this matter."

Zhang Dagang also looked helpless. This matter was really just as he said. He had the heart to take care of it but didn't have the ability.

"Then I'll pay for him."

After Yu Xing'er listened, she started to change money from the bag she carried with her.

Seeing this, Zhang Dagang quickly advised: "No, Sister Xing'er, actually I have a way, you can do it without paying a penny."

"Huh!?" After hearing Zhang Dagang's words, Yu Xing'er stopped what she was doing, her big watery eyes filled with curiosity: "What can I do?"

Zhang Dagang smiled mysteriously and did not explain to Myolie Yu, but looked at Zhu Xiaolong: "Brother, to be honest with you, I am also a Feng Shui master. I have done Feng Shui for many people, such as Bill Gai and Li Jiacheng.

Wait, if you don't suggest it, I can find a new grave for you, which will definitely be better than this place."

"Really or not?"

Zhu Xiaolong looked at Zhang Dagang suspiciously.

No matter how he looked at it, he didn't see any temperament of a Feng Shui master in the other person.

"Don't worry." Zhang Dagang smiled and patted his chest: "I always do what I say and do. Since I said I have this ability, I can definitely find it for you."

"Okay, I believe you, but there is one thing I must make clear. That is the rule of our Little Pig Village. If you want to find a coffin for my father, you must show your strength. So, I will take you

Go see the Feng Shui master in our Little Pig Village. If you are better than him, I won’t bury my dad in this land."

Zhu Xiaolong said with a serious face, it was about the luck of the three generations behind him, and he couldn't be careless.

"OK."

Zhang Dagang nodded and agreed without any hesitation.

In this way, under the leadership of Zhu Xiaolong, several people came to Xiaozhu Village.

The moment he stepped into Xiaozhu Village, Zhang Dagang was almost knocked unconscious by the smell of pig excrement. He really didn't understand how the people in Xiaozhu Village could live in this environment. He even had doubts.

, after a while, the people in this little pig village will mutate.

Yu Xing'er couldn't stand it either. She covered her nose and hid behind Zhang Dagang. Several people came to the square of Xiaozhu Village. They saw a pair of dark coffins in the center of the square, and a young man wearing a yellow robe.

The Taoist priest stood in front of a cabinet filled with incense and muttered something.

Seeing Zhu Xiaolong coming back, the young Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes and said in a low voice like his slippers were stuck: "Xiaolong, how did you do with the Feng Shui treasure land I mentioned?"

"Taoist Zhang." Zhu Xiaolong said: "No, he was beaten up by people from Huitian Village, and Huitian Village also sent a Taoist priest to challenge you."

"hehe……"

When the young man named Zhang Daoshi heard this, he immediately smiled disdainfully and said, "Is there anyone in Huitian Village who can challenge me?"

When Zhang Dagang heard this tone, he immediately felt unhappy and stood up directly: "You are the one with the craziest tone, right? I thought you were so powerful, but I didn't expect you to be a charlatan. That land is not Feng Shui at all."

Treasure land."

"What, it's impossible, Taoist Zhang is the only Taoist priest in our town, it's impossible for him to tell lies."

"That's right, that's right, this guy is too arrogant."

"It's okay, let's see how Taoist Zhang deals with him."

As soon as these words came out, the villagers in Xiaozhu Village immediately exploded, and everyone was talking about it.

Only Zhang Dagang stood there with a calm expression. After all, what he said was not nonsense. Feng Shui is recorded in the Power of the Dragon. Feng Shui emphasizes that the roots should not move and the Qi should move. This means using the coffin as the root and then looking for good ones.

Place the coffin before burying it, so that the coffin can absorb good luck.

However, going south from where Zhu Xiaolong's father's coffin is, which is his second uncle's fruit patch, is not a geomantic treasure land at all. There will be no harvest at all if buried there.

Therefore, Zhang Dagang was convinced that this Taoist priest was a liar.

"Boy, you came here to cause trouble on purpose, right?"

Taoist Zhang narrowed his eyes, and he finally realized that the boy in front of him was here to stir up trouble.

"That's right." Zhang Dagang said seriously: "I told you a long time ago that I came from Huitian Village to deal with fake Taoist priests like you."


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