Chapter 161: The Lone Defeat

I was almost wandering around and listening to my brother’s conversation with the old man, and I couldn’t concentrate at all.

My chest was itchy and numb. I used the excuse to go to the kitchen to cook some hot water, and secretly pulled open the collar and took a look. There was a tattoo of a flower, blooming from the chest to the lower edge of the collarbone - when did I tattoo this flower?

And I always feel that my chest is empty and my fingers are weird, as if I have lost something important.

"Brother!" I shouted irritably.

My brother rushed over, looked at me nervously, and asked, "What's wrong?"

"I think it's strange, it seems that I have forgotten something important..."

My brother touched his chin and said, "Xiao Qiao, I think you forgot the most important thing..."

"What?" I looked at him anxiously.

"You must have forgotten that our family's savings are only a fraction of it!! Why are you still going to be so good?!" My brother swayed my face with both hands.

Eh? Deposit?

My brother kissed my forehead with a mouthful and said earnestly: "Xiao Qiao, love cannot be eaten as a meal. My dad needs money to rehabilitate in the hospital. Money and money! No matter how small the mosquito is, it is meat! Hurry up! It is important to do business first! Finally, it's hard to come out of that broken village-"

Village?! A place name suddenly flashed through my mind, Huangdao Village?

"Wait! Brother, why can't I remember which village is the zodiac village?" I hurriedly pulled his arm.

"Yes, I finally broke the evil spirit of that ghost nest. The earthquake saved us! Thanks to you going to the Eye of the Array, Shen Qingrui was stunned. Our family finally showed up for a while. Now the reputation is at the forefront. Hurry up and make money!" My brother was ready to go.

I felt that he was avoiding the important things, so I put the teacup on the stage and threatened him, "Mu Yunfan, if you do it perfunctorily, I won't cook for you."

He twitched his lips, poked my forehead with his hand, and cursed: "Xiao Qiao, you are rebellious, you actually dare to threaten your brother? What do you want to ask?"

What to ask?

I opened my mouth, my head was in chaos, and finally I only asked one question: "Where is my husband?"

"You only remember your man. Didn't you say he left for a few days? How did I know where he is? The dragon is not in sight... Come quickly!"

My brother's voice gradually faded away.

I stared blankly at the electric kettle rolling in a daze.

I seem to remember some things, but I forget some things.

Why is my mind in a mess? Why do I feel like I am dreaming about the matter in Huangdao Village. I remember some clips, but I can't connect them.

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When I was driving to the old man's house, I was still in a daze, thinking about the ring, my husband, and... Huang Liang.

What is yellow grind?

"Brother, what is Huangliang?" I asked.

"Ah? Why do you speak in a very sensible way? Isn't yellow rice just millet? Do you want to eat millet porridge? Eat something nutritious and be nice to your children."

I touched my lower abdomen and felt that the existence of these two children was natural, but I had no idea about the process. I opened my mouth to ask, but found that I didn't know what to ask.

The old man lives next to a temple, in an old and crowded dormitory building. He told us that her daughter has always stayed at night lately and is thirty years old. She is not only single but also ignorant like a child.

Moreover, his wife has been in poor health and has been constantly taking medicine. Fortunately, both elderly people are retired employees of large state-owned enterprises, and their retirement wages and insurance can support their lives.

The old man has always had a good mentality. Even if his family is in a bad condition, he can face it with a smile. He goes to the park to practice Tai Chi, fish, and is enthusiastic to help others.

But recently he felt unlucky, and his wife found a fibroid of the uterus of the uterus. Not only did his daughter not help, but she also refused to go home at night. He scolded her daughter yesterday, but she didn't expect that her daughter would actually scold her and threaten to move out.

The old man was sad. He walked past our store this morning, and hesitated for a long time before coming in to find me.

"Most of the troubles in the house are the problem with the house." I walked into his house and looked around and asked helplessly: "Old man, what's the noise in your bathroom?"

"Washing room?" The old man walked to the front of the bathroom and listened carefully for a long time, and said, "No sound..."

"Let me listen carefully." I took out the small compass and pointed the compass pointer to the temple outside the window.

The old man listened again, but still didn't notice anything unusual.

There was a big bucket in his bathroom, full of water. Water was leaking under the faucet, dripping little by little.

"Old man, this is called the Blood Drop Evil, don't you know?" I pointed to the water throat.

"Scared?! Girl, I trust you, but don't use some terrible terms to scare me." The old man glared at me and said, "It's obviously water, but it sounds so terrible!"

"...I didn't mean to scare you, this is really called the Blood Drop."

Many people have a leak in their houses. Then, water drops fall down one by one, and knock on the bottom of the basin. This becomes a kind of evil aura that affects the aura of the house and the human body. However, this situation does not occur every day, so it has little impact on people.

However, some families think that they deliberately loosen the faucet, and the water drips drop by drop, and put it in a large bucket. The water meter won’t run away, which saves a lot of money!

I explained to him that blood drops are a kind of sound evil. At the least, wealth will be lost, and at the worst, something ominous will happen.

The old man was still scared: "I don't know that there is such a saying... My family has been like this for decades..."

I put away the compass and pointed to the temple outside the window: "Old man, this drop of blood is just a small problem. The problem with your family is mainly that temple. You are on the first floor, which is grounded and has heavy yin and dampness. There is also drop of blood in your house, so it is most affected."

"Temple?! Isn't there a Bodhisattva in the temple? Why are there still problems!" The old man shook his head like a rattle.

"Do you know that Gu Ke Sha? The temple has a strong magnetic field, people flow in and out, coming and going, taking away the airflow. The house pays attention to hiding the wind and gathering the air. If the airflow takes away too much, it will easily become in a state of indifference and in poor health. Moreover, Gu Ke Sha is not good for family members' feelings and is also prone to provoking lonely ghosts."

I paused and said, "It's because you have a deep blessing and do a lot of kindness, so there is no big problem at home. You either open the front balcony and change it to a snack shop. If you want to continue living, you have to ward off evil spirits."

Seeing that he was skeptical, I could only finish the matter with great responsibility: "Your family's financial situation is tight, so I won't charge any hard work. If you want to resolve it, come to my shop to ask the things to save the house."

Anyway, my brother makes the same money.

We packed our things and came out. I wanted to go to the temple to take a look. My brother walked with me and saw a familiar figure in front of the temple gate, talking to a pilgrim in a monk's suit.

"Cat, isn't that fake monk Huiqing--" hf();
Chapter completed!