Author: Looking at the beauty after crossing the water

The old lady's home was far away, heading north into a village near the outskirts of the city. By the time she got home, it was already getting dark.

Zhang Yi poked his head out from the corner and looked at the private house deep in the alley.

That’s it?

Zhang Yi stared at the private houses and looked around.

The three-story small foreign-style building looks very luxurious, and even the yard is larger than that of its neighbor's house.

People who don't know this walk over and think this is a big business owner.

When I walked to the main gate and took a look, I found that there was a sign hanging beside the door: [Shijiawan Nursery School]

"Is this a nursery?"

Zhang Yi felt a little surprised.

With the help of the eyes of ghosts and gods, Zhang Yi discovered that there were four light spots around the house, trapping the entire house inside.

There is a Bagua mirror hanging on the door, which is like a blazing bright light shining on the door.

Isn't this the feng shui in the rumors?

If you don't have the eyes of ghosts and gods, you won't be able to see why.

Does that old lady really have two brushes?

Having seen Qi Fengchun raise a ghost in the printing factory, and that fool, Zhang Yi understood that there are still some unknown things in this world.

What's more, my family also has two female ghosts who work for me and make money.

So this is no longer surprising.

He walked to the wall and looked inside through the holes in the wall.

The yard was empty, except for a big black dog tied with a chain in front of the door.

The door of the first floor room is wide open, and through the light, you can see several children sitting inside watching TV.

There are also slides and toys in the yard. At first glance, it really looks like a nursery.

"Didi!"

The sound of a car horn came from behind, and a commercial Buick drove out from the corner. When Zhang Yi saw this, he immediately dodged to the side and walked forward pretending to be a pedestrian.

Not passing by, but coming to this small building.

"Zhizhi~"

The car stopped in front of the gate, the door opened, a middle-aged man stepped out of the driver's seat, opened the door of the carriage, and a beggar with white hair walked out.

The man helped the old man out of the car. He looked back and saw the room light was on, and said with a smile: "Dad, my mother will come back earlier than us tonight."

"Humph, this old woman must be lazy again."

The old man cursed angrily, took off his wig, turned around and cursed into the carriage: "Get off the car, hurry up."

While he was talking, five or six children in the carriage got out one after another.

These children were also dressed in dirty clothes, and some even had bare feet.

"What are you doing standing there? I don't want to eat anymore. Come in quickly."

After being scolded by the old man, everyone lowered their heads, opened the door and walked into the yard.

"Woof woof woof woof..."

When the big black dog in the yard saw these children, he immediately bared his teeth and barked.

When the children saw this, they immediately hid far away.

"What do you call it? I'm so annoying that I'll stew you sooner or later."

Listening to the barking of the dog in the yard, the old man looked impatient. After cursing, he took off his dirty clothes, threw them into the carriage, got up and walked home.

"Boom!"

The iron door was slammed shut by the old man. After a while, a scream from the big black dog was heard, as if it had been kicked by the old man.

"Poor!"

Zhang Yi saw the iron door closed and was about to walk out from the corner when he suddenly heard a sigh coming from behind him.

He turned around suddenly and found an old man standing behind him.

The old man wore a white hat, and his age could no longer be seen. He was wearing a bright red robe, like a theater costume.

Zhang Yi was startled and looked up and down at the old man in the white hat. His face was full of wrinkles and his expression was very friendly. He didn't feel any disgust at all, and he didn't look sinister like an ordinary ghost.

Seeing Zhang Yi looking at him, the old man in white hat was also a little surprised: "Hey, can you see me?"

"I say now that I can't see you. Do you believe it?"

"Young man, don't be so wary. I'm not a bad person. You see, this family is the bad person."

The old man in white hat pointed at the house in front of him.

"Old liars, young thieves, they just pity the children inside, hey."

The old man in the white hat sighed, shook his head and walked back.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi immediately followed him: "Uncle, no one cares about this?"

"Tube?"

The old man in the white hat looked sideways at him.

"In other kindergartens, children have to spend money to go to school. Come on, a child will give you 10 yuan a day and take care of the food. It's too late for others to be happy. How can you take care of it?"

Zhang Yi felt incredible when he heard this.

"Don't their parents know?"

"Everyone in the neighborhood is working outside, and the children at home are entrusted to the care of elderly grandparents. After hearing this group of people's deception, they sent the children here."

The old man in the white hat walked forward as he spoke.

After taking two steps, he glanced at Zhang Yi and motioned for him to follow.

Zhang Yi hesitated for a moment, then followed him to see what kind of medicine the old man was selling in the gourd.

Walking along the slope to the height of the village, you can see the village clearly.

The old man in the white hat pointed to the building below: "This family is not a good person. Have you seen the iron room in the backyard? All the disobedient children are locked up in it. There has been a fatal incident before, and the child's mother rushed back.

I wanted to settle a score with them, but I was beaten up. Later, they gave the money to the child's grandparents, and the matter was ignored. Instead, the child's mother couldn't stand the stimulation and went crazy."

Zhang Yi frowned: "Don't the police care?"

"Whoever calls the police, will you come?"

The old man in the white hat looked at Zhang Yi with squinted eyes.

Zhang Yi did not answer.

These things are all said by the old man in white hat himself. Even if he calls the police, what can he say if it is a consensual thing?

It might even make you feel embarrassed.

Seeing that Zhang Yi didn't speak, the old man in white hat didn't intend to continue asking: "Little brother, please do me a favor."

"What?"

"I don't need you to call the police. Just help me break the feng shui of their house."

"Feng Shui? I don't understand? How to break it?"

"If you don't understand, I'll teach you."

The old man in the white hat stretched out his finger and pointed at the road in front of the house:

"You go find five willow branches. From the front door of their house, walk forward every six steps and insert one on the ground. After inserting the willow branches, you just walk forward. Don't look back. Keep walking to the front.

At the intersection, you can go back through the side road."

"So simple?"

"Hey, there are some formulas, please listen to them."

The old man in the white hat whispered a few words in Zhang Yi's ear, and Zhang Yi looked at him suspiciously: "Are you sure??"

"It has to be accurate. You give it a try. Come around and let's sit back and watch the show."

Seeing the confident look of the old man in the white hat, Zhang Yi thought that there was nothing to lose anyway, so he might as well give it a try.

Willow branches are easy to find. Zhang Yi found a willow tree and broke off five branches.

Then he walked to the gate, looked back at the old man in white hat standing on the mound, and saw that he was waving towards him, urging Zhang Yi to hurry up.

Seeing this, Zhang Yi took a deep breath and stepped forward.

As he walked, he chanted:

"Chickens, dolphins and swallows are in the same community, breaking willows to invite the god of plague.

I invite Zhang Yuanbo from Spring Plague,

Secondly, please invite Xia Wen and Liu Yuanda,

Three invitations to Qiu Wen, Zhao Gongming,

Fourth invitation to Winter Plague Zhong Rengui,

Five invitations to the Chinese plague history and literature..."

Every six steps Zhang Yi took, he planted a willow branch.
To be continued...