Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

Zhang Hang and several experts were trapped in Dangjiawan Village and couldn't get out. The Lingshui Town Police Station was the first to dispatch, and then the Lingbao County Public Security Bureau also drove to Dangjiawan Village one after another.

The police car whizzed through the mountain village and passed the trail, amidst the dust, the police sounded and told the villagers in advance that the police were coming.

The villagers did not have the slightest fear. They tightly held the rough farm tools in their hands, facing the flickering police lights, the men stood in front, and the women leaned against the back hill hand in hand, forming a human wall to prohibit any people approach.

"What are you doing, making trouble?" After the police car came to a stop, a group of policemen in green uniforms came down. Wang Yong had already been dismissed for inspection, so the one who came today was a new young captain who was also very concerned about the scene in front of him. He was surprised, but he was still very confident, no one dared to touch the majesty of the police, and reprimanded: "Hurry up and put the things down, don't waste Director Zhang's time."

.....The scene was silent. Although people had a natural sense of fear of the police, no one was cowardly at the moment. The silent silence showed the determination of the villagers. They knew that from the moment they picked up the "weapon" in their hands They knew that there was no way out. This was a battle. If they won, they would be able to keep their land.

"What do you mean by this? Let me tell you, put your things down now and our Public Security Bureau will not pursue you for anything, otherwise, we will lock you up one by one in the police station for two days. You should think about the consequences. "The new captain, Bai Liheng, threatened sharply.

"You have the ability to arrest all the people in our Dangjiawan village!" The man in blue cloth with a scar around his eyes and a fleshy face dismissed him, and snorted, "The ancient tomb in the back mountain is our Dangjiawan. The place where we have been waiting for generations is that we are not allowed to go to the back mountain, not to mention you have to dig up our ancestors' place. Who is going too far? Isn't your public security bureau making decisions for the people? Why, even our villagers Ignore your normal request?! You still threaten us, is this the way the government behaves?" The man had plausible arguments and grounds, and for a moment he was completely speechless.

The villagers behind booed: "It is said, you police will decide for us!"

"That's right, hurry up and send these guys who murdered our ancestors to the detention center!"

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"Captain, this..." The policeman next to him frowned, it was very troublesome, if only four or five gangsters were making trouble, but looking at the whole village's old and young men, men and women who are united as one, it's really not good manage.You can't really arrest the whole village, can you?If they really pissed off the whole village and caused a nationwide riot, they would not be able to afford such a crime.

Just when the police were confronting the villagers, Zhang Hang got out of the car again. He understood that the villagers of Dangjiawan were so powerful that they could not even say a word that anyone in the Public Security Bureau could stand up to. If I still want to dig, then I will definitely keep in touch with these villagers. I can't prevent them for a while, and these policemen will not protect them anytime and anywhere, so I want to be able to better communicate with the villagers in the future. Communication, then short-term concessions are now indispensable.

"We promised you not to go to the back mountain today, so you all should be calm and calm, villagers. We really have no malicious intentions." Zhang Hang adjusted his glasses and said slowly, "Our cultural center is doing this to protect the tombs of your ancestors, so That’s why we came here, of course, the villagers don’t want us and don’t want to force us.” Zhang Hang waved his hands with a smile, then gave Bai Liheng a wink, “Captain Bai, since the villagers won’t allow us to dig, we’ll all retreat. Alright, I'll trouble you to run away."

"Okay, since Director Zhang said so, let's all go." After all, Bai Liheng was young and inexperienced. Hearing Zhang Hang said that he wanted to retreat, he nodded repeatedly and directed his subordinates: "Go!"

The villagers consciously moved out of the way to let Zhang Hang and several other experts, Santana, leave. Watching the police car and the cultural center's car leave Dangjiawan Village until they were out of sight, the villagers looked at each other and jumped up to cheer for victory.

Waiting for the villagers to calm down a little bit, the old man Liu Fushe stood up and said, "We succeeded this time, but they will come again next time, so we still have a long time to fight."

"Don't worry, old man, we succeeded this time, can we still lose next time?" The strong man with scars laughed, full of confidence.

The old man and Ling Feng were sleeping soundly. Last night, the two masters and apprentices saved many villagers one after another. Even Ling Feng, whose vitality was running extremely fast, couldn't bear it, so he fell asleep and didn't care about washing his face and feet. Mu helped to scrub.

At noon, Ling Feng got up, and Liu Yun came in with his rice bowl in person. Seeing Ling Feng woke up, he was pleasantly surprised: "Are you awake? Is there any discomfort? Hurry up and drink a bowl of porridge while it's hot, and I'll get you there again." Get the pancakes."

Ling Feng stretched his waist. Although he still felt a little tired, he was fine on the whole. He rubbed his belly, regardless of whether the toothbrush was brushed or not. He just took a bowl and drank it. After finishing the porridge, Liu Yun brought some side dishes and Mantou sat aside, hesitant to speak.

"What's the matter?" Ling Feng broke off half of a steamed bun, and after eating half of it, he didn't lift his head.

"I... nothing..." Liu Yun bit his lip, picked up Ling Feng's clean plate and half a steamed bun, and was about to go out.

"Did your mother leak it?" Ling Feng sat on the edge of the bed and asked in a deep voice.

"No! No!" Liu Yun retorted loudly, trembling, without turning back: "I'll send the bowl first."

Ling Feng shook his head, stood up and walked a few steps, opened the door and walked out of the yard. The weather was fine and it was a good day.Dangjiawan, who would have thought that such a tomb that would shock the entire Fengshui world would be buried in such an unknown small place!

HJ Provincial Airport has ushered in groups of mysterious people, including old, young, young, men and women, rich and poor, but this extremely mismatched group of people all have one thing in common. The characteristic is that they all have a common goal, Lingbao County.

Among them was an old man who stood out the most because he came in a wheelchair.

"Brother, I'm coming soon, do you feel it!" The old man excitedly held the handle of the wheelchair, his face flushed, and the middle-aged man behind him, with the calm temperament of an elite, quickly stroked the back of the old man, " Dad, don't get too excited, you will see the uncle soon."

"Boss, let's go quickly, I want to see senior brother soon." The old man wiped the wet marks on his face and urged his son to leave quickly.As the saying goes, being close to the hometown is timid, and so is the elderly. I have been to this HJ province many years ago, but my mood at this time is completely different from that of many years ago. I am anxious with anticipation, restless and excited.

The county magistrate of Lingbao County received a call from above. After nodding and bowing for a long time, he finally hung up the phone and dialed the number of the Public Security Bureau. .After receiving the call from the county magistrate, he attached great importance to it, and immediately summoned all the police forces to make relevant preparations. The next day, he went to Dangjiawan Village to ensure the normal progress of the archaeological work.

At the same time, Zhang Hang, who was struggling in the cultural center, also received a call from the county magistrate. After listening to the county magistrate's request, he was both excited and apprehensive. The resistance of the villagers.

Batches of people entered Lingbao County, which surprised the residents of the county. In the 90s, it was very rare for a small remote county to see so many foreigners, let alone one or two, all dressed in different styles. It has aroused a lot of discussion among the residents.

Old man Qiu was frowning. He didn't know what this group of people would bring to his old friend, but he still let the news out. The unknown old man waited in Dangjiawan Village,

Not long after Ling Feng woke up, the unknown old man stretched his legs and stretched his arms. He frowned, and his eyelids kept twitching early in the morning. He didn't know what would happen today. The unknown old man took a deep breath. Tone, whether it is a good or bad result, he bears it.

"Master Dao, someone is looking for you!" Seeing the old Taoist waking up, several villagers surrounded him with joyful smiles, recalling the strangers behind him, and hurriedly said.

"Oh, who is it?" The old man stood still and looked forward. The eyes of three men in their 60s were shining. Although they were dressed vulgarly, it was not difficult to see that they were all Lianjiazi.

"It's really an unknown Taoist priest!" Before the old Taoist could see it, the three people surrounded him excitedly, speaking with a Henan accent, "Does the Taoist priest still remember us? We are the three brothers of the Chen family in Henan, you don't remember us?"

"It turned out to be you, the old man is getting old, his eyes are not working well, and he doesn't remember the old people!" The old man sighed, stroking his beard, "It's been so many years, how are you all?"

"We..." Chen Dagang, the eldest of the three brothers, was about to answer when he suddenly heard someone laugh wildly from behind, "It's the Taoist leader! As expected, this trip was not in vain!"

An elderly man was well-dressed, with a wild grin on his front, his silver hair neatly combed, and he was walking like flying. Seeing the old man, the two looked at each other and smiled. The old man patted the nameless Taoist priest hard. shoulder, and scolded with a smile: "It is said that you are dead without even a scumbag, but I, Old Yang, don't believe it. They all say that it depends on the longevity, and you, a drunkard, can fool the Lord of Hell to make you want more with just a bottle of good wine. Live for a few years."

"Fuck you old man, what good things do you have, and discuss life and death with the old man as soon as we meet?" The old man pretended to be annoyed.

"Okay, let's go back to the house quickly, the weather is still a bit cold." The old Taoist said to the three Chen brothers and Lao Yang.

"You don't want to know who I came with today?" Lao Yang grabbed the old man and said mysteriously.

"Who?"

"Look back."

The old man turned his head inexplicably, and saw a thin old man sitting in a wheelchair, with a middle-aged man behind him pushing him.The Wuming old man felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Is this the third junior brother?

The old Taoist stood still in a daze and couldn't walk. He hadn't seen him for decades, and he didn't expect his brother to be so old.

"Eldest brother!" The old man was pushed by his son to the side of the unknown Taoist priest, took his brother's hand, and called out this title that he hadn't called out in more than ten years. No matter at what time, the humorous and intelligent senior brother has always been the backbone of the third senior brother. He will lead them to travel north and south, tease them maliciously, and give them food when they are hungry.This is their elder brother, the elder brother who will remember them no matter where they go.

"Third Junior Brother!" Even though the old Taoist always laughed indifferently, at this moment, the old Taoist knelt down, patted his junior brother on the shoulder, shed two lines of tears, and said, "I'm sorry for you!"

"It's not bitter!" The old man held the old man's hand, "I'm just worried about the second senior brother!"

"Has the second child not been found yet?"

"No!" The old man smiled wryly, "I've been trying to find it all these years, but I can't find it. If it wasn't for the second senior brother's lifespan, I would have thought the second senior brother had gone!"

"I see, the second child will be fine." The old man comforted him, and the two old men held each other's palms to calm down their excitement, and then saw the middle-aged man behind the old man, "Is this your son?"

"Yes, Jing Yan greets your master." The old man noticed the son beside him when he heard what the Taoist priest said.

"Hello, Master." Sun Jingyan bowed respectfully to the old Taoist.

"You gave birth to a good son!" the old Taoist sighed.

"Master, why don't you wear more clothes?" A clear boy's voice broke the old man's admiration.