Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Dealing with evil things
"Your father also told us a little bit about Sanwu, that person is very evil." Wang Hongtao glanced at Yang Huazhong and said again.

Yang Ruoqing also glanced at Yang Huazhong, Yang Huazhong was a little apologetic: "Paper can't cover fire, and your uncles are not outsiders..."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and smiled: "Of course, I didn't tell you before because I was afraid it would cause you panic."

It's no wonder that the old man didn't keep his mouth shut, because the big brother told the truth, and sooner or later he couldn't hide it.

Now I have told a few reliable confidants in advance that everyone has a solid foundation in their hearts. If this matter gets out in the future, everyone can speak with one voice, suppress this matter, and control the impact to a minimum.

"Since my father has told everyone, then everyone should know about my big brother raising a kid, right?"

Everyone nodded, "Evil sect, I never thought that Yongxian became rich in a short period of time by relying on those evil sects and crooked ways."

"It's really cruel to take your own son to raise."

"So, this puppet is buried under the base of the stele and under the bridge pier, and the purpose is the same," Yang Ruoqing took the lead, "My hall brother wants to change his luck against the sky, to absorb other people's luck for his use, these puppets and The eight monsters, and the scattered things inside are all a formation made by Sanwu. There are many people walking and crossing the bridge. All in one body, he will achieve great success."

"Damn it, this is really dark!" Daniu had a bad temper, so he slapped the table heavily at that time, if it wasn't for Chang Gen holding his shoulder, he might have gone to Yang Yongxian's room to scold him.

"Qing'er, if the formation didn't fail, San Wu didn't die, and the bridge and road were built under the instructions of the two of them, what would happen?" Chang Gen asked.

Daniel said angrily: "You don't even need to ask, he has reached the sky in one step, we people, including our children and grandchildren, will be unlucky one generation after another!"

Wang Hongtao also secretly wiped the cold sweat off his forehead: "It's a good thing we found out about this early, and it's also a good thing that Sanwu died early, otherwise..."

Everyone was afraid for a while.

"Qing'er, what's going on with this matter?" Someone asked again.

Should it be made public and let everyone condemn Yang Yongxian and the dead San Wu, or should this matter be suppressed?
Without any suspense, Yang Ruoqing chose the latter.

"It's fine for a few of us to know about it. It's not suitable to spread it, it will easily cause panic." She said.

"What's more, this formation was also destroyed by us. If Sanwu is dead, even if my hall brother drags him out to parade in the street, it will have no positive effect other than causing panic among the villagers."

"Besides, chaos leads to change. I don't want our village to have any troubles in this regard."

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Qing'er is right, the farming work is busy right now, let the folks focus on the farm work!"

"As for Yongxian, I will tell him about it and give him a warning. It is fine for him to go back to the village to visit his master in the future, but if he brings those insignificant people back to the village, he himself will Don't even think about coming back!"

Since this is what the father and daughter mean, it is impossible for other people to force this matter to make a big fuss, which is not good for anyone.

After everyone dispersed, Yang Ruoqing cleaned up the jar on the table, wrapped it in a handkerchief and prepared to take it away.

Sun blocked the way: "Qing'er, what are you doing with this evil thing?"

(End of this chapter)