Chapter 475： Drought and flood

Ye Xiaomeng whited him and said: "You have nothing to do with my mother?"

"Don't do anything, just say it." Ye Shaoyang shrugged.

Pony smirked: "My grandfather is on the door and always meets."

Ye Shaoyang and Ye Xiaomeng both kicked him together.

After the end of Ye Xiaomeng's face, he squinted at Ye Shaoyang: "You don't want to hit my mind."

"What do I do with your idea?" Ye Shaoyang was wronged. "He makes you joke and has a relationship with me."

"Who knows if you are instructing, so that I can think about it in this respect, and it will not come true when I say it."

I rely on! This logic is simply a god. Ye Shaoyang is speechless.

After entering Wangjiacun, almost all the people in the four villages came. In the same way as the market, they gathered in front of an ordinary house in the east of the village. Several policemen were maintaining order and blocking the house without letting people in.

The situation in the yard is to make Ye Shaoyang and others amazed:

Gu Jian’s witch, who is commanding several Tsing Yi people walking around the wall, put some planks up from the fence, and underneath the pillars, from below, they form a rice shape. Covering the entire yard, it is obviously in the array.

Under the leadership of Jiang Jianhua, Ye Shaoyang walked into the yard with Ye Xiaomeng and came to the northeast corner of the house. He immediately saw Gu Jian. He was commanding two Tsing Yi people and piled a lot of realgars somewhere to form a In the middle of the ring, there is an open space about one meter in diameter. Here, it is the nest of the marmot.

In the outer layer of the realgar heap, there is a circle of sulphur, then cinnabar, and finally a pile of firewood. Obviously, Gu Jian’s plan is to burn the marmot.

"Drought, what's underneath?" Jiang Jianhua said nervously, looking at the empty space. "How does it usually come out?"

"It's true body doesn't have to come out at all, the corpse gathers souls, can wear the soil." Ye Shaoyang looked at Gu Jian's arrangement and said: "This product is annoying, but this arrangement is correct, although the drought can not be half a day. Action, but in case of any accident, his arrangement can handle it."

Jiang Jianhua said: "Can there be any accidents?"

Ye Xiaomeng took over the words and said: "That can't be said, there are three changes, and it will not be willing to be slain."

Ye Shaoyang nodded, and there were three changes. It was not a key to the corpse change, gas change, and corpse explosion. The key is that he always feels that drought and drought is only a role in this spiritual event. Its companions may not be willing to be so ill-fated. I will think of rescue, this is where he is worried.

Gu Jian saw the three of them, their eyes turned on Ye Shaoyang and Ye Xiaomeng's face, scorned and smiled, and walked over to them, saying: "I am sorry to grab you the limelight. If you are not willing, you can give me a Assistant, give you a credit."

The words are full of provocation and contempt, indicating that he hated the matter that was beaten by Ye Xiaomeng in the cemetery that day.

Ye Xiaomeng is not very angry, but he can't say anything. After all, the fight against drought and flood is related to the safety of the complete works, and it is not good to curse the failure of others.

"This dead goods, if he is allowed to kill the drought, he will not be able to go to heaven." Ye Xiaomeng said indignantly.

Ye Shaoyang smiled lightly and said nothing. He turned and walked out of the house.

After about ten minutes, Gu Jian was arranged over there, greeting all the disciples to arrange the altar outside the courtyard, and then they went into the house, put on the costumes, and brought a mask full of oil paint. When they came out, the altar also came out. Set up, the disciples began to clear the field, and made a large open space.

Gu Jian began to sacrifice the heavens, and prayed for a prayer. Then someone blew the horns. A disciple with a monster mask began to dance on the open space. Gu Jian held the mahogany sword and fought with him.

"Rely, this is another set..." Pony said boringly.

However, the villagers looked at it with gusto, as if they were watching a movie, and they still sang a few times from time to time.

Ye Shaoyang looked around and saw a lot of children and old people in the crowd. He bowed down to Jiang Jianhua and said, "Can you let older people and children over the age of 65 go back? The drought is so terrible that it is best not to let them see it. Women who belong to dragons and rabbits must also avoid."

Jiang Jianhua frowned and said: "I don't want children and old people to visit, I can understand, afraid of being scared, but what about women who are dragons and rabbits?"

"The marmots eat the dragon meat and drink the rabbit blood. The two genus women see the drought, and there are no major events, but they will not flow smoothly."

Jiang Jianhua thought for a moment and nodded. He found several village heads and said this. Several village chiefs had a total of no support. The police officer’s face was still to be given, so he cooperated with Jiang Jianhua’s police to maintain order. , began to clear the field, the crowd surging, and soon lost about a third.

Ye Bo squeezed into Ye Xiaomeng and watched the "performance" with them.

"Uncle is good!" Ye Shaoyang felt that courtesy still had to be, and said hello.

Ye Bo nodded and lowered his voice and said to Ye Xiaomeng: "Although Mr. Gu is like a character, he still has mana. If there is anything else in the future, you should not toss it up. Let the master master handle it."

"Master, I am!" Ye Xiaomeng was seriously dissatisfied.

Ye Bo sighed and shook his head. Most young people didn't know the meaning of the sky.

"Wang Dashan is here!" A voice sounded in the crowd.

Ye Shaoyang looked at the crowd and saw a bald man, a man in a robe, walking along the mountain road, followed by a few followers.

Wang Dashan looks like he is fifty years old. He is tall and strong, and his long kindness is good-looking. He has a string of beads in his hand. His face has a gentle smile and he is constantly waving to people.

From his gentle face, Ye Shaoyang saw a hint of majesty and fortitude. He expressed his understanding that a successful person who is in the business field must have this personality, but in the face of the villagers, there is no need to show it.

When Wang Dashan walked to the periphery of the crowd and stopped at a certain distance, he blinked and watched the performance of Gu Jian and his party quietly.

After waiting for a long time, the annoying performance finally ended. Gu Jian changed his clothes for easy action, and he no longer honed it. The two men took the iron shovel and began to dig up in the open space between the pile of medicinal herbs.

Gu Jian supervised himself, and then let the disciples climb the wall and walked along the temporary planks above to the four corners of the house. Each person held an umbrella in his hand, and the outer layer was sparkling, as if he had posted a foil. Something like that.

Ye Shaoyang looked up at the sky. At that time, the cloud was absorbed by the marshes two days ago. The weather is very sunny and the sun is shining.

When the pit was dug for more than a meter, the mud that came out of the pit turned black, and there was still a trace of redness.