Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Toad powder

Yang Yongxian returned to the house at the entrance of the village full of anger, and Yu Xingkui was serving Lao Yang with a bowl of minced meat porridge.

Sanwu was meditating in another guest room.

"Yongxian, you're back? Come, come, come and have a conversation with Master."

Old Yangtou ate the minced meat porridge, and he was in good spirits. When he saw Yang Yongxian coming in, he quickly waved to him.

"Master, I have something to do, let's not talk about it for now." After saying this, Yang Yongxian turned and entered Sanwu's guest room.

The house is pitch-black, and Sanwu has a habit of carrying a black cloth with him no matter where he lives.

The first thing after entering the door is to cover the windows with black cloth so that the outside light cannot come in.

Whether it's sunlight during the day or moonlight at night, Sanwu doesn't allow those rays of light to come in.

Then, he would light a circle of white candles on the floor of the house, and then put out the set of family possessions that he carried with him one by one.

So when Yang Yongxian came in, the candlelight was flickering in the room, Master Sanwu sat cross-legged in a circle of candlelight on the ground, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging in his palm, eyes closed, chanting words in his mouth.

"Master, I'm so angry, I don't plan to build this road, and I don't plan to pave the bridge. Let's go back to Baige Town tomorrow morning!"

Hearing Yang Yongxian's angry voice, San Wu slowly opened his eyes.

His two thick brows were tightly knit together, forming a deep gully between the brows.

The scarlet cinnabar drew a stroke between the eyebrows, coupled with the sharp and real eyes, Yang Yongxian instinctively shivered when he looked over.

"What happened?" San Wu raised his sharp edge and asked lightly.

Yang Yongxian also calmed down a bit, and told Sanwu about what happened earlier.

"No matter how well I do, in the end, everyone is betrayed. My wife is not like my wife, and my younger brother is not like my younger brother. Everyone joins hands to run against me. If this is the case, it is useless for me to think that I will earn money and come back to repair it for the villagers. Paving bridges to do good deeds is a waste of money.”

"Master, I've figured it out, I've changed my mind, I don't want to spend money on things that are not thankful, I want to leave Changping Village, and never come back, I want to make a fortune outside and become a master!"

Sanwu didn't make a sound, and waited patiently for Yang Yongxian to finish complaining.

When Yang Yongxian stopped talking, Sanwu got up and took a small jar from the shrine in front of him, and the moment he lifted the lid of the altar, a stench filled the room.

"You take this."

He took something out of the jar and put it in Yang Yongxian's hand.

Yang Yongxian looked at the palm, and there was a black thing.

Dry, dry, like dried cow dung.

"Master, this is..."

"This is Toad Su." Sanwu said.

"You see who is not pleasing to the eye, and if you want to vent your anger, crush the toad cake and put it in that person's meal or tea, let the other person drink it, it will naturally have an effect." San Wu continued.

Yang Yongxian said so much earlier, isn't it just that he was beaten by his brother and squeezed out by others?

Give him this thing and let him go and get the place back, and his anger will go smoothly.

Yang Yongxian looked at the things in his hands, a little excited, and asked San Wu in a low voice: "Master, are you going to lower their heads?"

San Wu shook his head: "To lower your head, you need the other party's hair, nails, or underwear, time and other things. This toad is purely for the teacher to give you to vent your anger."

Yang Yongxian understood, and excitedly tidied up Toad Su.

"Thank you, master, for helping me. The matter of building bridges and paving roads..."

San Wudao: "Don't change things that have been decided. I have planned the Feng Shui pattern for building bridges and paving roads for you. Just follow the pattern of the 'Xin Xin Sword' formation, which can help you transfer luck and absorb this side. luck."

Yang Yongxian nodded, "Okay, I was impulsive earlier, I shouldn't mess up the big plan for a little thing, and a little intolerance will mess up the big plan."

Sanwu nodded: "It's good that you understand, the reason why your wife and brother can't understand you now is because your success has not reached a level that shocks them."

"The money you make, in their eyes, is still just a small business. When your wealth accumulation reaches a height that they can completely look up to, then everything will naturally change. This is human nature."

Yang Yongxian knelt on the ground, listening to San Wu's teachings very piously, nodding slightly from time to time, as if he had learned a lot.

At the end, Sanwu reminded Yang Yongxian: "Don't forget today's feeding."

Yang Yongxian was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and patted his head: "Look at my memory, it was diluted by other things today, and I almost forgot, I will definitely feed it before going to bed later, so I won't make it hungry. "

Sanwu nodded, closed his eyes again and went on to practice.

Yang Yongxian exited the house and came to Lao Yangtou's room to chat with the old man.

After a while, Yang Yongbai also came over.

"Grandpa, brother, I brought roast chicken and braised goose over, let us have a good drink at night." Yang Yongbai said cheerfully, not only brought food, but also a jar of shochu under his arm.

A while ago, old Yangtou didn't like Yang Yongbai. Since Yang Yongbai joined Yang Yongxian and ran errands for him, old Yangtou suddenly liked Yang Yongbai.

"Yongbai is here, come here, come and sit down, give Yu Xingkui the things and let him get them, let us sit down and have a good conversation." Old Yang greeted warmly.

Yu Xingkui also smiled and came over to pick up the things and went to the kitchen.

Yang Yongbai pulled a stool and sat down in front of the bed, first greeted the old man Yang, and then chatted with Yang Yongxian.

The two brothers were talking about building roads and bridges in the village.

"Brother, leave the work of building roads and bridges to me. White Goose Town can't do without you. I can just supervise the work at home." Yang Yongbai said sincerely.

Old Yang nodded again and again, his eyes shifted from Yang Yongbai to Yang Yongxian: "I can also help supervise the work at that time, and the craftsmen are not allowed to cut corners."

Yang Yongxian smiled, "I will naturally ask Yongbai to supervise the work for me at that time, but I will also stay at home for a while, and when the general framework is erected, all aspects are almost discussed. Only then can I go back to White Goose Town with peace of mind."

Yang Yongbai nodded: "Brother, I will listen to you anyway, where you want me to go, what you want me to do, I won't say anything."

Yang Yongxian smiled again, raised his hand and patted Yang Yongbai's shoulder: "Follow me, you won't suffer. When I get rich, you will naturally eat meat and drink soup."

Old Yang clapped his palms excitedly, and also told Yang Yongbai in a more emphatic tone: "Your elder brother is willing to support you like this, so you have to help him do things down-to-earth, what a fool you are elsewhere."

Yang Yongbai grinned: "don't worry, sir, we are brothers, and we can't write two Yang characters in one stroke. Hey brother, what's the matter with your face? I just came in and wanted to ask, why is your face swollen? Got into a fight?"

(End of this chapter)