Chapter 54 Chapter Eighteen

"Oh, I went up to the mountain to make some firewood for cooking. There is no use in the house." Mrs. Zhao made up a lie to deceive Youzi, of course he would not tell the other party that he was going to see a treasured place of geomantic omen. "Catch firewood, you are so old, why don't you call your son to go?" "Hey, I can't help myself, that thing is a little master at home. You are busy, I'm leaving, the sky will be dark soon, maybe there will be a timely rain." The old man Zhao looked sloppy. "Don't worry, Mr. Zhao, I know there are piles of branches nearby, why don't I take you there, and I can help you carry it down the mountain by the way."

"Forget it, forget it, I won't bother you, you can go back!" Mrs. Zhao became more and more anxious, this guy clearly knew his purpose, and he insisted on following him. Youzi smiled slyly, "Are you going to see that geomantic treasure? Don't worry, it's well covered under the branches, and no one will find it." "What? You—" Mrs. Zhao was so surprised that her heart immediately turned cold. "Yes, you are very unlucky, that treasure land was discovered by me, a shameless bastard." Youzi gave him a sneaky wink, and his saliva almost flowed down.

"Hey, what treasure land, I don't know what you're talking about at all. What you see is just an ordinary land." Mrs. Zhao still couldn't believe the fact that the geomantic treasure land was discovered by outsiders, and still struggled to hide the truth . "Really, is it normal? A coffin lid is exactly the same as the real one, it's still brown, I thought it was born from the real spirit of the earth!" "Okay, since you say no, I'll go and smash him up." After finishing speaking, Youzi walked back, showing that Li Kui was not afraid, and Li Kui was angry.

"Wait, I have something to say." Mrs. Zhao was subdued.From this point of view, he really found the treasure land of geomantic omen.He roguely stopped Youzi, hoping to have a serious talk with him.And according to Youzi's tone, he just wanted to get something from him, so they should be able to negotiate. "Hey, my mouthy old man, have you finally changed your mind?" Youzi stopped knowingly, and smiled triumphantly, with the attitude of a winner. "Tell me, what benefits do you want?" "Cheerful!" Youzi raised his thumbs up: "Since you are always so frank, then I won't keep it to myself. To be honest, I just want to make a little money by doing this, so I worked hard today. I searched all over the mountains and plains. In the end, God treated me well and let me find it. No, I just went down the mountain just to go to your house to talk about business... Who would have thought that Cao Cao would be here..."

"Stop talking nonsense, let's talk about something more substantial!" "Okay, the essence is the essence, one price, fifty silver dollars. I will keep this secret for you forever until you die. How about it?" "Fifty is fifty, but you have to keep your word!" Mrs. Zhao gritted her teeth. "Of course. Although I am a beggar, I still have principles. Don't worry. In fact, it is quite cost-effective for you to exchange some silver dollars for the wealth of generations of descendants. Maybe there will be a Qin Shihuang." You can’t let yourself take over this good thing, can you? You have to pay a price!”

"That's it, come here tomorrow to get the money, see you soon." "Okay, deal, goodbye. You can continue to carry firewood. Haha..." Youzi thought he had won the battle, hummed a hooligan song shamelessly in front of Mrs. Zhao, and went down the mountain in a daze. Mrs. Zhao was standing there, but she seemed to have lost her soul, and couldn't come back to her senses for a long time. It was already late at night when I got home, and Mrs. Zhao tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.His left eyelid kept twitching, and he always felt uneasy in his heart, as if foretelling something bad happened tomorrow. "Isn't that idiot trying to play tricks on me?"

The more Mrs. Zhao thought about it, the more she became sober, so she simply put on her clothes and came to the yard.The breeze blows, and the stars in the sky are very bright, blinking at him. "Well, everything is fate. The ancients said that a blessed person waits for a blessed place, and a blessed place waits for a blessed person. If I, Old Man Zhao, are destined to be able to bury good Fengshui, then no one else can destroy it no matter what. Think back to Zhu Yuanzhang After his mother died of the plague, because he had no money to buy a coffin, he had no choice but to use some grass to wrap the body and prepare to bury it. However, he did not expect to encounter heavy rain on the way, and a large pile of soil fell from the nearby hillside. , just buried his mother in it. The size is still the same. As a result, Zhu Chongba later defeated Chen Youliang, ruled the world, and became the real dragon emperor. This is the so-called "celestial burial". Are you stopping I can't stop it, how can ordinary people force it?" He tried every means to comfort himself, assuming that he was the reincarnation of Zhu Chongba.

Early the next morning, Mrs. Zhao came to the Four Sacred Ridges with a bag of silver dollars.He did not tell his son about it.He was afraid that his son would not be able to control his mouth again this time, so he told his wife about it and made it known to the world.When he arrived at the Four Sacred Ridges, he found that Youzi had been waiting here for a long time. "You came here quite early, don't worry, what I promised will not change. Promise, here you are!" Mrs. Zhao took out a small bag from her pocket, and threw it at Youzi. With a sneer in his mouth, You Zizui grabbed it in his hand, weighed it, and said, "Isn't there a word missing?"

Old Mrs. Zhao said angrily: "Go down your mountain and have fun, I hate you when I see you." "Okay, take people's money and eliminate disasters with others. Goodbye. I wish you a long life and happy children and grandchildren. Hahahaha..." Youzi put the money in his pocket, and then walked away in a hurry. "Your grandpa's, you're going to die!" Although Mrs. Zhao sent the plague god away, she was still quite unhappy in her heart. Originally, he didn't need to spend a penny.So if you don't curse viciously, it's hard to get rid of the hatred in your heart.But maybe it was God's destiny that Mrs. Zhao could not be Zhu Chongba, and his bankruptcy and vicious abuse did not help him eliminate the disaster in front of him as he wished.

It is said that after getting the extorted money and going down the mountain, the oil boy planned to find a place to spend it properly.But his ugly nature suddenly made him think: "Why should I fulfill my promise? Am I a fucking hero or a magician? Tch, I still don't follow you, I have to be broken by him." Thinking of these wicked ideas, Youzi didn't even have the slightest intention to gamble, but was stimulated by another kind of violent excitement and felt extremely happy.He picked up a big hammer and quietly climbed up from the back mountain of Four Sacred Ridges, and then found the treasure land of Mrs. Zhao. After digging up the soil, he swung the hammer and pointed it at the brown coffin lid a few times. .

Bang, bang, bang—the sound of iron and stone colliding suddenly resounded all over the mountains.Not broken.Youzi hammered and hammered again and again, but the strange thing was that after five minutes of work, he still couldn't break the lid with hammering.Youzi wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to himself: "It's really a treasure, and it can't be broken with a hammer. Okay, I'll use some evil ones, and see if you can break it!" When he was a child, he once heard an old man say that if you want someone from a family to be unlucky right away, you just need to urinate on the family’s ancestral grave.And he also heard that the reason why Hubei couldn't produce an emperor was because some empress spilled urine that shouldn't have been spilled on the land veins of Hubei after her death.That's why the aura of Longmai was so coquettish that it went to Hunan. "Okay, let's do this, I'll tease you first, and then hammer." Youzi took off his pants without saying a word, and aimed at the brown lid to pee.Hi, sure. I didn't expect this trick to be really effective. I saw that the stone cover suddenly made a crackling sound after being stained with urine for five minutes, as if it had been diluted by chemicals, and then turned black, followed by a 'pop' sound. A puff of green smoke emerged and spread to the universe. This is not over yet, at this time, in the bright and sunny day, suddenly a large cloud of dark clouds came around, covering the top of the Four Sacred Ridges in darkness.Then there were strong winds, thunder and lightning, and heavy rain poured down.This frightened Youzi, he had never encountered such a sudden weather change, and he was already sensitive that such a change seemed to have a great relationship with him.The commotion was too great. Although he was a demon king in the world, he was still afraid of the Tathagata Buddha's Wuzhi Mountain.Braving the rain, he hurriedly poured soil on the stone coffin in a panic. After re-burying the scene, he fled down the mountain, fearing that he would be struck to death by lightning. In fact, when Youzi ran down the mountain in fright, the people below, that is, the entire Shangxiu Mountain Village, were more surprised than him.Mrs. Zhao was so shocked that she immediately fell to the ground.Because the scene of vigorous and resolute actions was only on the top of the Four Sacred Mountains, while Xiushan Village was still sunny and clear.After the villagers saw such a scene, they immediately became overwhelmed. Everyone thinks that there is a thousand-year-old monster who has cultivated human form on the mountain and has attracted the attention of God. Therefore, the Jade Emperor sent all the gods to strike thunder and subdue the monster.But Mrs. Zhao, who fell on the ground, had another worry. He remembered the three curses that Mr. Yin Yang who showed him the land but didn't pay for it said: "First, when the spiritual energy is released, the earth shakes. , After the sarcophagus was cut, as soon as this place came out, there was a torrent in June. Third, after March, a son was born in Xiacun, who drowned in seven days. At this time, there was thunder and rain in Sishengling for no reason. Could it be that someone broke his sarcophagus The treasure land? But who else knows where the treasure land of the sarcophagus is, there is no one else except Youzi!" "Could it be that you have backed your word and don't keep promises?" The more Mrs. Zhao thought about it, the more frightening she became, and he couldn't care less about it anymore, so he got up from the ground and ran up the mountain.He's going to find out. "Father, what are you doing here? It's raining on the mountain!" The son was afraid that something might happen to his father, so he quickly grabbed his arm to prevent him from going up the mountain.The father ignored his son and broke free from his son's hand with a hard shake. "Something has happened, I'm going to go up and have a look, you are waiting for me at home." "No, that's too dangerous, I can't let you go up." The son grabbed his father's clothes again, refusing to let go.The father was furious, and slapped his son's face with a slap. Hearing a 'pop', the son's hand immediately moved from his father's body to his own face. The son said angrily, "Dad, you old man, why did you hit me? I did it for your own good. You have to figure it out." The father was not in the mood to pay attention to his son's nondescript scolding, and climbed towards the Four Sacred Ridges without looking back. He only had one question in his mind at the moment, "Is it true that I, Mr. Zhao, are not so blessed to enjoy such a treasured land?" He crawled and crawled suspiciously, and got into the rain after a while.Ouch—the road was so thin that he jumped and fell.It's okay, he stood up again.He lifted the pants that had fallen to his thighs, and then crawled and crawled.Heavy rain slapped his body, and lightning still roared above his head.He is like an old beggar who has no home to return to, swaying alone in the wind and rain, looking so small and vicissitudes. After a long while, he finally climbed to the top of the mountain, and he was about to reach his treasure land. He seemed to feel a little relieved on his face, but then there was another loud thunder, crackling, and a big tree fell. It was broken in two, and the part on the top of the tree fell right on him. Ah—he was crushed under that big tree, and bid farewell to the world ever since.After his death, his eyes were wide open, and the direction he was staring at was the "treasure of the sarcophagus" that he had longed for. Two hours later, the storm finally stopped, and the sky over Four Sacred Mountains was no longer covered with dark clouds, but a beautiful rainbow appeared instead. Mrs. Zhao has not come back yet, the son in the house is a little anxious.After all, he is his own dear father, no matter how great the hatred is, he can't remember it for a lifetime.After notifying his wife, he went to the Four Sacred Ridges the same way.He had thought of thousands of possibilities, such as breaking his leg, or getting lost.But he never thought that his father would be crushed under a big tree and could no longer move. "Dad, what's the matter with you, wake up, Dad! I told you not to come, don't come, you just want to come, it's okay now...Dad! My disobedient dad! You just left, what can I do? Do it." The son could no longer hide his sadness, tears welled up in his eyes.