Driving live piles requires the use of human sacrifices before the construction project begins, so as to ensure that the project goes smoothly, as a sacrificial ritual.

"We 99 workers were turned into sacrificial objects by them in various ways. But what the Xi family didn't expect was that so many of us couldn't suppress the things in Taining Community."

"Xi Yao" clenched his fists angrily: "We have been trapped in Building 5 for sixty years! If we don't blame them for the old and new accounts of life and death, who else will we blame?"

Yun Xi scratched his hair in confusion. He had already collected the money, how could he switch sides?

This is a total of 70 million! Not 70,000, not 700,000, 70 million!

But when I thought there were 99 lives here, I looked for carriers one by one and found the Year of the Monkey, the Horse and the Moon.

She knelt down and looked at him levelly: "Call your companions here and we can discuss it."

Let’s ensure the safety of the Xi family first.

"Xi Yao" took one look at the huge leopard and helplessly called everyone to the studio.

The entire hall was instantly crowded, entangled with each other, and human bodies twisted and changed their shapes.

Ji Chen immediately took the grinning leopard outside and dragged Ji Bin out.

"You play with it for a while."

"Me?" Ji Bin looked up at the leopard's sharp canine teeth and unconsciously tightened the flamethrower in his arms.

"Wang!"

The leopard suddenly squatted on the ground, staring at the gun in his hand and wagging its tail crazily.

Seeing this, Ji Bin raised the gun to his head as if worshiping him.

"Wang Wang!"

Ji Bin was deadlocked for a moment, his face full of confusion: "What does it mean?"

Don't want a gun?

Ji Chen took the flamethrower and flew out with all his strength, drawing a long arc. The leopard followed closely and rushed forward, its mouth touching the heavy object that fell to the ground, and its tongue sticking out excitedly.

"That's it." Ji Chen finished his words and hurried back to the small building.

At this moment, Yun Xi is discussing two options with them.

"First, we use money to do things."

As soon as these words came out, ghosts cried and wolves howled, and the atmosphere instantly became anxious.

"You guys are so greedy for money! You are working for the tiger and helping the oppressor!"

"Old Li Tou, you called us here just to hear her fart?!"

"Kill them! Damn it! Fight!"

"Xiyao", known as Lao Litou, his face darkened, and he stared at Yun Xi gloomily: "I have told you the truth, do you still want to help the Xi family?"

Yun Xi secretly wiped the sweat from her palms, pretending to be calm and said: "Don't be anxious yet, listen to my second choice."

She looked around and saw that every spirit body's clothes were shabby and shabby, and their weathered faces were covered with wrinkles.

"I have a friend who can let you enjoy real glory and wealth, enjoy the blissful life only the upper class live, support you for as many years as you want, until you get tired of it, and allow you to reincarnate safely."

The heart-tugging words seemed to have magic power. The faces of the group softened, and their eyes glowed faintly.

Someone looked at his transparent body and asked in confusion: "Can you give me a mansion and a sports car? Can I really use them?"

"Where is the woman? Is she beautiful?"

The middle-aged man with a melancholy face noticed the disdainful looks from the people around him and scratched his head in embarrassment.

"I haven't talked to anyone yet..."

"You can't lie to us and want to catch us all!" Some people frowned.

Yun Xi said quickly: "I swear everything is true. If we are really people who only care about money, a leopard can eat dozens of you in one bite, so why bother to discuss it."

"Xi Yao" nodded involuntarily, and shuddered when he thought of the huge bloody mouth.

"If you are someone else who only wants to eliminate evil, who cares about your inner doorways, you will have to eliminate those who do harm, and you won't even have a chance to reopen, right?"

Yun Xi raised her eyebrows and stepped on Justice, secretly apologizing crazily in her heart.

Sorry, sorry, sorry, 70 million, sorry, sorry, I am a layman, I want to make money...

"yes..."

"You are right..."

"What the little girl said still makes some sense."

After gaining recognition, Yun Xi started to stir up trouble while it was still hot, talking nonsense like a magic stick.

"Not to mention your fearful revenge, people also pay attention to karma and debt. Although you are seeking revenge, your hands are still stained with blood. The debt will come back to you. If it affects your family, their luck will also be affected. Affected..."

"That won't work!" Old Li Tou said resolutely: "I have been working hard all my life, and the only thing I have worked hard for is to provide for my son's education. I don't know how he is doing now, but he must continue the family line. My grandson will never follow my example. Follow in the footsteps!”

"That's right!" Yun Xi slapped her thigh fiercely and said earnestly, "Why destroy yourself and harm your family for these evil people."

She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to Cheng Xuansi, urging him to come quickly.

"Where is your friend?" Old Li Tou asked, "I want to try first to see if what you said is true."

Yun Xi stared at the text message that was quickly replied: "Okay, write down all your names."

"Old Li Tou, you write it."

"Xi Yao" was quickly pushed out unanimously.

"Have you forgotten my name?" the middle-aged man asked.

"Li Wa, who can't remember this?"

Everyone burst into laughter immediately, and the solemn air became much smoother.

"Xi Yao" found a clean drawing board and laid it on the floor, picked out a soft outline pen from a row of pen holders, dipped the palette in his hands and squatted on the ground, using his wrist to move the brush flexibly, and every word was in order.

Yun Xi glanced sideways and was shocked.

The handwriting is thin and strong, and is very thin without losing its flesh. There are obvious breaks at the beginning and end of the stroke. The connection between the strokes is very smooth and natural, full of unique charm.

Old Li Tou noticed Yun Xi's surprised gaze and grinned: "My handwriting is not bad."

"It's amazing! It's so beautiful!"

Yun Xi stared straight at the clear red letters, which were a hundred times more beautiful than the messy calligraphy written by calligraphers on the Internet.

Lao Li crossed his legs and smiled: "When we were young, we were competing with each other to see who could write more beautifully. But it's not like now, as long as you can read it. Few people even hold a pen. The handwriting of our ancestors will be lost."

With a look of pity on her face, she gently blew the paint dry.

Yun Xi sat on the floor and chatted: "Are you all from the same place?"

"Yes, we come from Lijia Village in Sikong City."

Yun Xi choked.

Old Li took up his pen to write the second name, and then thought of something: "How is the development of Sikong City now?"

Yun Xi just wanted to tear her mouth apart at this moment and pursed her lips tightly.

Ji Chen put his hand on Yun Xi's head and rubbed it slowly, answering what Old Li Tou said: "It's being rebuilt."

"The reconstruction is good, it means it will be built into a first-tier city."

Old Li Tou's eyes were bright and bright, and he smiled at his companions: "Maybe Lijiacun will get a lot of demolition money, and our descendants will become rich people."

"That's not true. Our village is remote and remote, and it's in the mountains. Who wants to build a building in the mountains?" Li Wa said.

"You can't say that." Old Li paused his pen: "The air in the mountains is good, and wealthy people are moving there for the sake of purity. Buildings cannot be built, but villas can be built. After development, they will be no worse than here."

Hearing this, Li Wa couldn't wait to go home: "How about we go back and have a look."

"Tsk!" Old Li slapped the floor with his head in displeasure: "Don't bring bad luck to the family!"

All the spirits lowered their heads in despair, and Yun Xi's hanging heart also dropped.

What would become of these spirits if they knew that Sikong City was destroyed...

"oops!"

Lao Li frowned and raised the drawing board on which he had accidentally spilled ink. A row of names carved like knives were covered with dots, one of which was particularly eye-catching. The red dots almost covered the words.

Yun Xi pushed away the brand new drawing board: "There's no rush."

Cheng Xuansi and the others haven't arrived in Sichuan City yet, so they can delay for some time.

Ji Chen picked up his pen and sat down with Old Li Tou: "Can I learn?"

Lao Li was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "You can learn, but you can't be hot for three minutes."

"I was serious."

"Okay." Old Li Tou pushed away the drawing board with his name written on it: "Let's copy it first."

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