Chapter 163: Yang Hong Seeking Gua (2)

Yang Zimei has been living on the mountain for many years, and this Yang Hong also rarely returns to the village and does not know Yang Zimei.
Although he had heard that the master was a little girl, he could not accept it with his own eyes. He couldn't believe it. The 15-year-old girl in front of him would be a master.
"You are Master Yang?" He asked with great skepticism.
There was a taunt of sarcasm at the corner of Yang Zimei's lips, no humming.
Yang Hongzhan has his sons who are prosperous. He usually has a stronger temper and style than others. Although his son is now in trouble, he still has two sons. Much respected, where can I stand the contemptuous expression of a young girl like Yang Zimei?
"Do you know who I am?" He asked Yang Zimei with a face.
"I know," Yang Zimei said lightly, "I also know why you came."
"That being the case, then help me figure out whether my son Yang Dejie can save himself this time." Yang Hong commanded with a high command.
"Gua Jin 30 million." Yang Zimei said coldly.
"Thirty million? You might as well grab it!" Yang Hong didn't trust her at all, so when she heard this price, she jumped up immediately.
Yang Zimei smiled. "If you are willing to buy and sell, if you are too old, please don't hinder the next guest."
"It was ridiculous to pretend to be a master to cheat money and harm the people," Yang Hong retorted. "I will send you to the police station now!"
"Ha ha--"
Yang Zimei chuckled, "To say that it harms society and people, how can I be as good as you all?"
Yang Hong heard what she said, blowing her beard and stamping her cane with her nose, "Presumptuous! Little girl, how dare you speak so wildly!"
"I'm crazy, so what? But, it's better than some people have the power to kill offspring, haha!"
Yang Zimei laughed. She could see from Yang Hong's face that his evening scene was desolate. His sons, who had been blessings and prestige, all squatted in jail with nothing left. As for the grandson, one didn't die early.
It's not about her, it's just their karma!
When Yang Hong listened, she was naturally angry and raised her walking stick to hit her.
Yang Zimei's fingers stretched out, pinching the crutch, and pinching it, the crutch suddenly broke into two pieces--
Yang Hong looked at his cane in surprise.
This is made of hard rosewood. Now it looks like rotten wood, and it is only pinched by her two fingers. Who is this?
Yang Zimei let go of his fingers and stopped looking at him, leaving the reception room.
At this time, there were children crying outside the door, crying out of breath, very desolate.
A voice begged, "Mr. Song, I heard that Master Yang here is very powerful. Could you let her look at this child for me, this child has been crying like this for several days, and his tears are almost breaking, The doctor can't do anything, please ask Master Yang to help me see my child, okay? "
Song Xuanzheng was in a dilemma. When he saw Yang Zimei coming out, he hurriedly explained the situation to her.
Yang Zimei looked at the child who was still wrapped in a small quilt. He was only about one year old. He saw that his face was dark purple, his brain was collapsed, his eyes were awkward, his skin was as thin as a firewood, and he was surrounded by a mass of evil spirits.
This evil spirit is not very heavy, but it is fatal for children with weak resistance.