Chapter 297 Building a Big House
"I...my one is also malfunctioning!"

Lin Meng asked Zhang Pingan shyly.

Zhang Pingan was noncommittal. Only the person involved, Lin Meng, knew about his aunt.

"It comes in a hurry, and maybe it goes in a hurry."

Zhang Pingan responded casually.

Lin Meng was quite surprised, counting the days, it shouldn't be over.

In fact, Lin Meng's work and rest began to become disordered recently, following Zhang Ping'an.

There were also physiological disorders.

The scene that just happened shocked Li Meng's family.

I always feel like this group of people is weird.

"I'm sorry, we will be responsible for these and we will compensate."

Lin Meng awkwardly explained to Li Meng.

"A bowl is nothing!"

"Will you leave tonight?"

Li Meng didn't take the bowl thing to heart, but instead had a grudge against this group of people.

What Lin Meng did just now was too scary.

"It's getting late, and we can't rest when we get back to the car."

"So, can you give us a night at your house?"

Zhang Pingan smiled bitterly, it was originally an excuse, just continue this lie.

"This……"

Li Meng and her parents looked at each other, she couldn't make up her mind on this matter.

The whole family has to come up with ideas together.

"It's not impossible, it's just that there are few rooms."

Li Zaisheng responded casually.

It's impossible not to make money when you see the money in hand.

I'm just worried that Lin Meng, who just got sick, will get sick again and kill someone at home.

Then it's a big deal.

"Okay, I'll go and clean up two rooms for you."

But the woman promised that it would be up to her to entertain the guests.

In a blink of an eye, everyone was arranged into two rooms, just like before.

Qingzhu Village fell into sleep.

But suddenly there was a dog barking.

Suddenly, a scream broke the silence of Qingzhu Village.

"what--"

This shrill scream awakened the whole village from their dreams.

Zhang Pingan sat up suddenly, and everyone crowded to the balcony to observe.

See the one-bedroom house opposite.

The house is gone, there is only a construction site.

The screams came from that construction site.

After a daze, Zhang Ping'an woke up. It was daytime.

Many people gathered around the construction site, including a man with long braids.

"Damn it, it's the Qing Dynasty a hundred years ago again."

Zhang Pingan raised his hand and patted the guardrail of the balcony.

The people from Li Meng's family hurried out of the hospital and ran to the opposite side.

"who are they?"

Lin Meng asked Zhang Pingan in surprise.

Because none of the people running out of the Li family courtyard were known to Zhang Pingan and the others.

Everyone is a stranger, and they are all dressed as if they were poor and shabby in the late Qing Dynasty.

"Let's go see too."

Bo Chen couldn't help but turn his head and rushed downstairs first.

Zhang Ping'an didn't say much, and everyone went downstairs.

They all came to the courtyard, and Zhang Pingan turned back.

The small bungalow is gone, but instead is a small adobe house, which is almost the same as a thatched house.

Everyone else's attention was on the construction site opposite, so only Zhang Ping'an looked back.

The footsteps continued, and everyone came to the construction site opposite.

The construction site was extremely lively at the moment.

At this time, an old man wearing a long gown, reading glasses, and long braids came out of the crowd.

The old man held a compass in his hand.

Zhang Ping'an squeezed to the front and saw a wisp of white smoke walking toward him with the compass in hand.The white smoke was coming from the ground, straight upward.

There is no warm breeze in the mountains.

Green smoke curls straight up into the sky.

This is a strange phenomenon, so it caused many people to panic and scream.

"Everyone, please stop shouting and don't be impatient."

The old man walked to the green smoke, observed it for a while, and then looked down at the compass.

He raised his right hand again and counted the numbers.

"This is a good sign. There is pulse here and it is a good land. A big house can be built here."

“If you live here, you will definitely develop in the future.”

The old man said with a deep smile.

Hearing what the old man said, everyone had smiles on their faces.

"He must be a half-way monk!"

Taoist priest Haiqiu couldn't help but muttered.

Now they all know that this wisp of green smoke is basically the released Jiang An.

It was not a geomantic treasure land at all, and even if it was, it was destroyed by them.

Jiang An stood beside Zhang Pingan and remained silent.

"Don't panic, everyone. Since the master said so, it makes sense."

"As the head of the house, I will use this land to build a house."

At this moment, a man stood up and waved to the people on the construction site.

As for this person, Zhang Ping'an looked at him, but he still couldn't clearly see the outline of his face.

No matter how hard Zhang Ping'an tried and rubbed his eyes, the big room in front of him couldn't see his face clearly, and even his body was just an outline of hair.

Zhang Ping'an turned his head and found that he could not clearly see the faces of all the villagers around him.

Then he turned his head and looked at Li Meng's house opposite.

There was no house there at all, just a piece of grass with a simple shed on it.

This is the scene when Qingzhugou was developed into Qingzhu Village.

"Just keep working and level the ground, that's all."

The old man stepped back with the compass in hand, leaving space for the builders to use.

"and many more."

At this time, Taoist Master Haiqiu stood up.

"We can't dig any further here, otherwise it will bring big trouble to Qingzhu Village."

"This is no longer a geomantic treasure. The wisp of smoke that just appeared was just a sign of a dead ghost escaping."

Chief Haiqiu waved his hand and tried to stop the construction.

"devil?"

Jiang An beside Zhang Ping'an muttered, extremely dissatisfied with Taoist Priest Haiqiu's description of him.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Ping'an stared at Taoist Priest Haiqiu. At this moment, the old man stepped in front of Taoist Haiqiu and asked.

Zhang Ping'an suddenly realized that finally, they had merged into the illusion of the construction site.

Visible to each other.

"I'm sorry, I'm a Taoist priest from Fangshan Temple."

Taoist priest Haiqiu apologized to the master.

"I don't care where you are a Taoist priest, what do you mean?"

"Are you going to ruin my place?"

The old man was obviously unhappy. No one wanted their territory to be interfered with.

"Nothing else, just a friendly reminder."

"If you dig any further here, you'll find a cracked jar."

"That jar once contained a corpse, a thousand-year-old corpse, but now it's all gone."

"It is not advisable to destroy the dwellings of the dead if they are the dwellings of the living."

"Releasing a dead ghost is already a taboo, if it destroys its home."

"This dead ghost will become a lonely ghost in Qingzhugou, and Qingzhu Village will not be able to live in peace at that time."

Bo Chen is also an insider, which is equivalent to traveling back a hundred years ago and knowing all the troubles of future generations.

It was a friendly reminder, but it was not recognized by the old man, which made the villagers angry.

No one likes a spoiler.

Obviously, the appearance and remarks of Master Haiqiu and Bo Chen are disrupting the situation.

"What are you talking about? Are these your relatives who are blocking me from building a house?"

Dafang threw himself in front of Taoist Priest Haiqiu and Bo Chen, roaring angrily.

(End of this chapter)

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