Lucky little miracle doctor

Zhang Chi dialed Qin Yan's number. Her voice was indescribably haggard, "Sorry, I'm very busy recently, so I don't have time to contact you. Are you in trouble?"

Zhang Chi concealed the inside story and only said that he saw a kind of bronze coffin and formation in ancient books...

Qin Yan pondered: "The bronze coffin you are talking about should be the Sancai coffin that suppresses demons and monsters, but it only exists in legends. I have heard the teacher mention it, but I have never seen it with my own eyes."

Hearing this, Zhang Chi understood something in his heart.

It seems that the spiritual stone under Sancai's coffin cannot be obtained for the time being. To be on the safe side, the villagers must move the ancestral mausoleum quickly, otherwise it will be a catastrophe.

An outsider is not qualified to let others move the tomb, and he might even be beaten out with sticks.

As for asking for help from Qin Yan, forget it. If she finds out, she might dig out all the spirit stones. It is better to wait until you have the strength to surrender the Sancai coffin and seize the spirit stones.

"You want to build a temple?"

Fang Qingling looked like a fool, and Liu Shan's jaw dropped, "We are here to hunt for treasure, not to accumulate virtue and do good deeds."

"Not only do I want to build it, I also want to build it on the land of their ancestral mausoleum."

"Brother Zhang, are you crazy?"

Fang Qingling covered her red lips and didn't know how to complain.

Zhang Chi's request is to ask her to come forward to find the village chief and spend money to buy the ancestral mausoleum. The price is negotiable.

"The village chief went to discuss things with the big shots in the provincial capital and hasn't come back yet, so we should wait a little longer."

Fang Qingling rubbed her brow and went to cook.

Zhang Chi took advantage of the time and once again helped Fang Laizi with acupuncture. A touch of blood appeared on the latter's face, and he was able to get out of bed on crutches during dinner.

"Amazing!"

Fang Qingling was amazed, looking at Zhang Chi with big eyes full of shock and awe.

At night, Zhang Chi took the opportunity to take away several sacks of spiritual stones. Unfortunately, he lived with Cryptozoology, and it was difficult for him to practice cross-legged practice.

The next morning, the village chief came back, along with several cars and some outsiders.

It turns out that there are other roads in the village that lead to the outside of the mountain, but it will take a lot of time to go around the mountain to get to the outside world.

"Dad, your son was beaten!"

When Jiang Dashun saw that I was coming, he burst into tears and recounted what the two outsiders had done.

Jiang Guangkun suppressed his anger and glared at him, "Shut up about this useless thing. Dad will help you get it back later, but now is not the time."

When distinguished guests come to visit, he must entertain them well.

A young man with long blond hair was accompanied by an old slave and a sexy beauty. In addition, there were six bodyguards in black.

This kind of battle caused the villagers to pay attention.

Zhang Chi sat in the room, but his spiritual consciousness enveloped the group of people.

The old slave frowned, and a look of shock appeared on his wrinkled face. He hurried to the young man's side and whispered: "Young Master Wang, there is something strange in the village, and it seems that there is a great power hidden."

Mighty?

Zhang Chi smiled, the old guy is innately perfect, half-stepped into the realm of refining and refining Qi, and existences two realms higher than him can indeed be called powerful.

"Old Han, are you confused? How can a powerful person come from a remote country?"

The young man rolled his eyes angrily.

Seeing this, the old slave could only swallow some words back into his stomach, and then looked around warily.

The bewitching beauty in the hip-hugging skirt, twisting her sexy waist, and her gorgeous white thighs deeply attracted the attention of the villagers.

Jiang Dashun's eyes almost popped out.

The woman curled her lips in disgust, took the young master's arm, and smiled charmingly.

A group of people entered the village chief's house.

Jiang Guangkun asked Jiang Dashun to convene the villagers. He wanted to hold a meeting about the changes to the ancestral mausoleum.

Zhang Chi's face changed slightly!

Among the three major families in the provincial capital, the Zhang family was destroyed due to the Lin family; the Kong family, where Kong Xuan was located, had been keeping a low profile during this period; and the Wang family, which had always been quiet, actually made small moves behind the scenes!

Within a moment, someone from a distance heard someone calling Fang Qingling to go to the brigade for a meeting.

Zhang Chi asked Liu Shan to follow her to take a look, while he continued to drink tea and locked onto Young Master Wang and his party.

Mr. Wang's real name is Wang Qi, and the woman next to him is an artist from a certain magazine, named Liang Jingjing. Her figure and appearance are both top-notch, and she has always been the focus of wealthy people's attention.

Unexpectedly, Wang Qi would bring a woman with him when he went to the mountains to discuss business.

Zhang Chi doesn't plan to come forward immediately. Whether the other party's target is the land or the Sancai coffin below must be clarified first.

Many people gathered in the open space of the village brigade. Jiang Guangkun cleared his throat and talked about the sale of the ancestral tomb.

As soon as these words came out, there was a lot of curses, and the elderly man in the village was leaning on a cane and smoking.

But Jiang Guangkun didn't care about that and directly talked about the compensation.

"Half a million per household!"

Everyone took a breath, and some of the objections suddenly disappeared, replaced by enthusiasm.

Jiang Guangkun is very satisfied with everyone's response. There is no such thing as money in this world. If there is, it means there is not enough money.

"If everyone has no objections, the engineering team will come over tomorrow, and I have already chosen the address. I promise that I will not wrong everyone."

Jiang Guangkun finished speaking.

Fang Qingling suddenly thought of Zhang Chi's plan to build a temple to offer incense to the village, and hurriedly asked: "Village chief, what are they buying the land for?"

"You are a girl and have too much control over your family. Others buy the land and we sell it."

"Can the ancestral mausoleum be sold without knowing the purpose? Are you not afraid of the ancestor poking your spine in the middle of the night?"

She may seem quiet at a young age, but she is no less powerful.

The villagers frowned when they heard this, and Jiang Guangkun even had a bad look on his face, "Shut up, it's not your turn to make the final decision on major events in the village!"

This girl repeatedly rejected his son's love, which brought disgrace to his village.

If Fang Qingling dares to stop everyone from getting rich today, the villagers will not agree without him speaking.

Liu Shan realized that the atmosphere was not right and quickly signaled Fang Qingling to shut up.

"Humph, let's all disperse. When the engineering team comes over tomorrow, I will pay everyone."

Before leaving, Jiang Guangkun glared at Fang Qingling again.

And when the villagers heard that there would be 500,000 yuan available tomorrow, they didn't have any opinions. The whole village was filled with joy.

At this moment, sitting in the Fang family Zhang Chi, his heart sank to the bottom. Just when Jiang Guangkun was having a meeting, Wang Qi and the old slave had a conversation that revealed their purpose. They knew that there was a bronze coffin under the ancestral mausoleum and planned to dig it out!

"Master, aren't you curious, how did the Ge family know there was a coffin underneath, and why didn't they come forward themselves?"

The old slave secretly put forward his opinion, and Wang Qi hummed: "The cooperation given by the Ge family is not comparable to the mere ten or twenty million spent. As long as we complete the task and transport the coffin back to them, there is nothing else." We need to ask more.”

The conversation between the two was picked up by Zhang Chi word for word.

It turns out that the Ge family was behind the scenes, but did they really just dig out the bronze coffin and send it back?

And how could the Ge family know these secrets? Or, the Feng Shui master who ordered the village to be relocated was sent by the Ge family.

One by one, there is an ominous look to it.

It seems that we have to stay in the village for two more days...