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Chapter 914 Dragon Qi?

After watering the sprouts, Yu Fei climbed down the ladder. Just as he was about to go to Xiaoyangzhuang to see the excitement, the village party secretary waved his hand and said, "It's none of your business here, hurry back to your farm Bar."

Yu Fei immediately froze, isn't your speed of demolishing the bridge a bit too fast?I've just done my best for the village and you're about to chase people away. Isn't that too realistic?

Glancing at Guoyang who was about to collect the ladder, Yu Fei said angrily: "You are pulling the ladder too fast, aren't you?"

"..."

Guoyang was stunned, he had run out of use, should he put the ladder here for an exhibition?

The village party secretary put his palm on the back of Yu Fei's head: "Little bastard, you're pointing fingers and scolding Huai again. After everything is done here, why are you still staying here? Do you still want to stay and eat mulberries?"

Yu Fei dodged two steps away from him, curled his lips and said, "Now you are the boss, you have the final say."

"It's against you~"

The village party secretary made a gesture to push him away, so Yu Feizi ran out on the main road after slipping away, turned around and showed his small white teeth to the village party secretary.

"Get out of here~"

Yu Fei stepped on the motorcycle and shouted to Guoyang: "Will you go to Xiaoyangzhuang to watch the excitement?"

Guoyang shook the ladder on his shoulder and asked, "Then what about this thing?"

"Cold salad!" Yu Fei bared his teeth.

Then Guoyang thought for a while, put down the ladder on his shoulder, and said to the village party secretary: "Uncle, let's put the ladder here first, maybe you can use it later, and send it to Uncle Wu when I come back. "

As he said, he jumped on Yu Fei's motorcycle in three steps at a time. Yu Fei smiled, started the motorcycle and ran away, and the village party secretary came from behind with a threatening voice.

Looking at the motorcycle going away, the village party secretary said bitterly: "You two little bastards, wait for me."

Turning his head to look at the big mulberry tree again, his expression softened quickly, and he murmured: "I hope these new shoots don't follow the old path."

……

After leaving the village, Yu Fei saw a lot of people surrounded by the big poplar tree in Xiaoyangzhuang from a distance, and when he got closer, he could vaguely see that those people were divided into two groups and arguing.

"It seems to be causing trouble." Luo Yang poked his head out from Yu Fei's shoulder and said.

"It must be because of the hanging or not." Yu Fei said with certainty: "Didn't my uncle say that as long as the age of the tree species is confirmed, then a sign must be hung on the tree, explaining the origin of the tree and so on. Those who regard this big poplar tree as a sacred tree will definitely not be willing."

"Isn't it just to hang a sign? What's the point? These people's brains are too rigid." Guoyang Hun said indifferently.

"I have a different idea. Would you like to hang a manual on your ancestor's ranking?" Yu Fei asked.

"This is not nonsense, who dares to touch me and beat him to death." Guoyang immediately said with righteous indignation.

"It's over." Yu Fei said.

"Uh~ By the way, the two of us are a family, we are both the same ancestor, is this an appropriate metaphor for you?" Guo Yang asked with his brows furrowed.

Yu Fei: "..."

Ma Dan, talking too fast for a while, forgot about this...

……

The arrival of Yu Fei's motorcycle still attracted some people's attention, but their attention was not on Fei today, so the two groups of people soon continued to quarrel.

After watching it for a while, Yu Fei understood that a group of people headed by Yang Lin insisted that this tree should be included in the category of culture, while the other group insisted that this tree is a sacred place and should not be trampled on.

"Hey~ Do you think they will fight? If they really fight, can we help?" Guoyang asked in a low voice.

"Nonsense, don't say they can't fight, but none of us can help if there is a real fight. Let's not do anything that offends each other." Yu Fei also said in a low voice.

"That's right." Guoyang nodded and said, "It's not our village's business, why bother so much?"

"Well, let's just be a melon-eating crowd with peace of mind." Yu Fei nodded in the same way.

However, it is too plausible that the people who eat melons lack the first two words. When the two gangs died down, Yang Lin asked Fei loudly as if on purpose: "Xiao Fei, the big mulberry tree in your village has been tidied up." Shouldn't this be listed?"

Yu Fei was stunned for a moment, looked at the gathered eyes, he grinned and said: "The big mulberry trees in our village have just turned green, I don't know if they are listed or not, but our village chief is guarding over there, there shouldn't be too much trouble." Big problem."

"Bullshit."

Yu Fei was startled by a loud shout, he followed the sound and saw an old man who was about the same age as Yu Guodong came out of the crowd, Yu Fei hurriedly got off the motorcycle with a sweep of his legs, and the unsuspecting vortex behind him Yang snorted and was kicked out of the car by Yu Fei.

No matter what time or place you are in, elderly people always have certain preferential treatment, especially the folks in this village. Almost everyone in any village has an elderly person in three or five villages.

He also knew this old man who scolded Fei. According to the twisted relationship, Yu Fei still had to call him uncle and grandpa. Yu Fei didn't know the specifics, but this was instilled in him by adults since he was a child.

Yu Fei got out of the car, greeted his uncle and grandpa with a smile, then handed over a cigarette respectfully, and lit it with both hands.

The uncle and grandpa asked after puffing on the cigarette: "Is that big mulberry tree in your village alive again?"

Yu Fei nodded and said: "Well, I just found out. I climbed up to see it just now. The old tree sprouted new shoots, and even a new seedling grew out of the hollow."

The cousin stared and said: "You still climbed up? Your second master didn't say he wanted to beat you to death?"

"That..." Yu Fei scratched his head and said, "My second master knows, but he didn't mention beating me up."

The uncle and grandpa had a heartbroken look on their faces: "How many years has it been? Everyone has no memory at all."

Yu Fei looked confused, and turned his attention to Yang Lin for questioning. At this time, he had the most right to speak besides his uncle, and he should know some legends.

Before Yang Lin could react in the future, his uncle and grandpa continued, "You don't need to look at him, he doesn't understand anything, he hasn't eaten or seen him."

Yu Fei groaned, ignoring Yang Lin's angry expression, and pointed to the wild river and said, "Our two villages are in the Longxuan nest, and the big mulberry tree in your village is black eyes. The big poplar tree in the village is a white eye."

"There is a dragon energy in these two eyes, and these two dragon energy have begun to transform. The one in your village has turned into a black dragon, and the one in our village has turned into a white dragon. The black dragon has a bad temper. I didn’t succeed when I jumped to the dragon’s gate a few years ago, and the big mulberry tree that got involved was also struck by lightning.”

Yu Fei's face was so dazed that he couldn't help it, even Guo Yang, who just got up from the ground, had a face of surprise. Like Yu Fei, this was the first time he had heard of such a thing.

Not only Yu Fei and the others, but even most of Xiaoyangzhuang were stunned. They only knew that there was a white boa constrictor in this tree, and this was the first time they had heard such a novel statement.

"...It stands to reason that a tree that was struck to death by lightning can't survive. Why is the big mulberry tree in your village still alive after being chopped and scorched? Isn't it because there is a new dragon?"

The uncle and grandpa continued: "Some things don't mean that you haven't seen them and they don't exist. You probably haven't seen ghosts and gods, but who are they for offering incense and offerings during festivals? What about burning paper in the graveyard?" What's the matter? Don't you have any brains?"

Yu Fei suddenly felt that he had underestimated these old people all along, even though they were usually unwilling to talk, this is really a set of things.

"I climbed up to that big mulberry tree and looked, but there was nothing inside." Yu Fei said hesitantly.

"There wasn't any at all." The uncle and grandpa took it for granted: "Didn't I just say that the black flood dragon in your village was taken away by Thunder God, and the rest is just a little angry, can you see that?" ?”

There was a small hammer dangling in Yu Fei's mind immediately, and there was a small awl-shaped thing in front of it, as long as the small hammer hit the awl, a large piece of lightning would immediately rage in his mind.

"Um...does this have anything to do with our determination of the age of the big poplar tree?" Yu Fei asked uncertainly.

"Some things can't be imprisoned." The cousin said meaningfully: "Especially things like ordinary iron, so they can't be nailed up."

"Nobody said nailing nails into the big tree?" Yu Fei said, "Just surround the big tree with a fence and hang it on the tree... oh, it doesn't have to be hung on the tree." , can be hung on the outer railing."

"The railing should be made of stainless steel, right?" Yu Fei suddenly asked Yang Lin.

Just as Yang Lin nodded, his uncle and grandpa stamped their feet and said, "Fan Tie is not only talking about iron nails, but all kinds of iron tools used by the people."

Yu Fei spread his hands and said, "Then it's better to replace it with bricks and tiles without a little steel inside, and it's better to use wood for the brand, at worst, just change it more often."

Just as Yang Lin was about to speak, his uncle and grandpa looked thoughtfully at the small temple under the tree and said, "Building a small courtyard seems really good."

Seeing Yang Lin's face getting darker and darker, Yu Fei felt as if he had come up with a great idea for them, then he smiled awkwardly, pulled Guoyang, stepped on the motorcycle and left, the fire here seemed a bit too hot , it is better to stay away from some.

Originally, all the villages were surrounded by stainless steel railings, and they looked brighter in photos, but you Xiaoyangzhuang had to build a gray fence. You are a different kind, or a smeared one.

……

When Yu Fei returned to the village, he saw that the village party secretary and old uncle Hu were still busy sprinkling white ashes on the other side of the big mulberry tree. He stopped the car, and as soon as he moved his legs, he felt the back of the car behind him sink violently, and then bounced twice. Down.

He looked back, Guoyang, who was half squatting on the road, was looking at him vigilantly.

(End of this chapter)