Chapter 15: [005] Natural Feng Shui Eyes (5)

No wonder his family usually seems to be under-yang, grandpa and dad always lack a masculinity, and grandma and mother often call rheumatism and head pain, and sister Yang Zixi has no reason in the middle of the night Crying ceaselessly, it turns out that there is a shame in the house.
Where does this evil spirit come from?
She looked at Master blankly.
Yuqing took her and looped to the back of the room.
There is a fish pond at the back of the house, which was dug by the village chief Li Deming a year ago.
"Sit south and north to leave the door, the water and fire are in harmony, Kan Zhenfang is wide and tall, a sign of wealth, and behind the water point is a fierce star, who is guilty of sacrifice." Yuqing sighed while watching the fish pond. "Originally, the feng shui here is pretty good, but it was destroyed by this fish pond and the dead tree in front of the house, causing disasters and disasters in your home, and even ruining your home."
Thinking of the destruction of the family of the previous life, Yang Zimei's heart shivered slightly, and asked urgently, "Master, is there any way to crack it?"

"Well, the most direct way is to fill this fish pond and remove the dead wood at the door. The wood at the door has already formed a trapped character, plus the dead wood is straightforward. Affect physical luck. "
"But the fish pond is owned by the village chief. He would never fill it."
"The only way to stop the evil is to build a soil wall between the fish pond and the house, block the evil air outside, and plant a row of pine and cypress to play a role in reconciling Yin and Yang."
"Master, please tell my grandpa, okay?" I heard that there was a way to resolve it, Yang Zimei was very happy and hurriedly pleaded with Yuqing's sleeve.
Yuqing reached out and touched her head. "That's natural. It's impossible for the poor to let lovers live in a place where there is evil."
"Thank you, Master."
Yang Zimei has a feeling that the fate of her and her family will definitely change because of today.
"Then inherit the mantle of the teacher well, and carry forward the real metaphysics that is about to disappear." Yu Qing looked at her with love and expectation, "You must let the world know that metaphysics is not feudal superstition!"
"Ok."
Yang Zi nodded.
After Yuqing went up the mountain, Yang Zimei was temporarily unable to sit down and read the book with peace of mind. She wanted to continue to measure her feng shui eyes, so she got around in the village and observed them one by one. However, she felt a little dizzy after watching it. Physical exertion.
When she was looking up at Uncle's house, suddenly, she heard a slight whistling □□, hurriedly turned around and avoided.
boom!
She was hit by a stone the size of a fist, rubbed across the side of her head, and hit a large tree in front.
If such a stone hits a person's head, he will shed blood if he does not die!
She looked back, it was Yang Zhuang, the son of the village's fat pier.
He vomited stones at Yang Zimei mischievously, bent over to pick them up, and hit her again.
Yang Zimei has practiced the air-conducting body for more than half a year. His body is light and flexible, and naturally he will not let him hit. However, she is really angry. Such a small child is so bad. The worst thing is his mother. If the flower is still watching, it doesn't stop.
"You fat pig, do you know that smashing like this will kill someone?" She scolded.
"You lose money and get a bad life, even dare to call my family Zhuang Zhuang, even if you are killed, there is no big deal." Liang Ruhua forked her big fat waist, inciting her son, "Continue to hit her, there is nothing Big deal. "
Encouraged by her, Yang Zhuang continued to pick up stones and smash Yang Zimei!
Yang Zi was so angry that he picked up a stone and hit back.
She is a practitioner of inner strength, and the accuracy is not comparable to ordinary people, so she slammed it on Yang Zhuang's arm.
Yang Zhuang was crying with pain, sitting on the floor, stomping and rolling.
Liang Ruhua saw that Yang Zimei dared to smash her son, but she felt heartache and anger. She strode forward and wanted to grab Yang Zimei.
Yang Zimei's half-year mountain climbing exercises and air guidance exercises, the running speed can be said to be faster than rabbits, would not have been caught by her.
But when she was looking at her ancestor's grave today, she suffered some internal injuries, coupled with her short legs, she couldn't run any faster than Liang Ruhua, and was finally lifted by her like an eagle catching a chick.