Xiaoyao Xiaoyao in the mountains

In fact, Yang Hongfei also saw that white shadow.

This is exactly the same as what I saw yesterday.

And he also saw that black hair.

Seeing this white shadow, he felt a chill down his back and his scalp was numb.

But he can't panic now, if he panics even himself, then there is no need to demolish the mountain temple today.

These migrant workers looked at each other after hearing what Yang Hongfei said.

"Boss, demolition of temples is unlucky, let's forget it." One of them said with a simple smile.

Yang Hongfei snorted and said, "There are six of you in total, and I will pay [-], no, [-]! Whoever does it will get a share. If you don't do it, you can leave. It happens to be five people, so it's good."

They didn't expect Yang Hongfei to add more money after such a while.

Yang Hongfei understands a truth, that is, under heavy rewards, there must be brave men.

As long as enough money is paid, someone will always be tempted.

Sure enough, one of them was moved, and he gritted his teeth and said, "My son needs money to go to school, so I'll do the job!"

Seeing that their companions agreed, the others also agreed one after another.

"Okay, just do it!"

They all raised their tools for the first time again.

At this moment, that white shadow drifted past the top of the temple again.

This time, everyone saw this white shadow.

But because the speed was too fast, no one could clearly see what the white shadow looked like.

"Mom, ghost!"

One of them screamed in fright, dropped the thing in his hand, and ran out of the temple.

The rest of the people followed and ran out.

Yang Hongfei stomped his feet angrily, and shouted: "Come back, come back, there is nothing wrong with it!"

But these migrant workers didn't listen to him at all, and ran away without a trace.

Yang Hongfei looked at the empty mountain temple, and felt a little scared in his heart. He always felt that something was staring at him.

He shrank his neck, and quickly followed the migrant workers down the mountain.

What's going on?

Didn't Master Ji Mengjiuji already posted a talisman?

Why is it useless.

He can now be completely sure that that white shadow really exists, and it is not human at all.

One cannot go that fast.

Thinking of this, cold sweat broke out on Yang Hongfei's forehead.

When he reached the foot of the mountain, the migrant workers had already left in their vans.

Yang Hongfei sighed deeply, took out his mobile phone, and called Ji Mengjiu.

At this time, Ji Mengjiu was still in the county seat, waiting for news from Yang Hongfei.

After hearing Yang Hongfei's words, Ji Mengjiu immediately said: "Young Master Yang, you are waiting for me there, I will go there now."

After hanging up the phone, Yang Hongfei wiped the sweat off his face.

"Damn it, it's really evil. Could it be that you really offended the mountain god?" Yang Hongfei slowly began to have this kind of thought in his heart.

At this time, Yang Xiaobao was in the clinic, watching what happened in the surveillance video on his mobile phone.

Although the Rabbit Demon successfully prevented Yang Hongfei from leading people to demolish the mountain temple this time, Yang Xiaobao also knew that this was not a long-term solution.

He had to think of a perfect plan to completely make Yang Hongfei die.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

"Xiao Bao, what are you doing?"

It was Fu Xingyuan's voice.

On this day, Fu Xingyuan was fine, so he walked around the village and chatted with the old people in the village.

After a short time of contact, Yang Xiaobao was full of affection for Fu Xingyuan.

He felt that Fu Xingyuan was not like the Feng Shui masters he imagined.

Some people pretend to be gods and play ghosts, talk about gods and gods, have no fart skills, and pretend to be masters.

But Fu Xingyuan is different, he is very modest and prudent, he likes to study materials and history, he is not so much a Feng Shui master as a scholar.

When he chatted with the old people in the village, he didn't have that kind of high air at all.

When Yang Xiaobao heard Fu Xingyuan calling him outside, he hurriedly greeted him.

"Mr. Fu, what's the matter?"

"Xiaobao, I met a few migrant workers at the entrance of the village just now. They stopped to ask for directions. I saw that they looked flustered, so I asked what was going on. I didn't expect that they were called by Yang Hongfei to demolish the mountain temple."

"Oh, what did they say?"

Yang Xiaobao already knew what happened, so he was not surprised.

"They said they encountered a ghost in the mountain god." Fu Xingyuan said.

Yang Xiaobao smiled and said, "It must be because their eyes are dazzled and they saw it wrong."

Fu Xingyuan shook his head and said, "Xiaobao, I don't think this matter is that simple. A person died a few days ago, and those people said they encountered a ghost."

"Mr. Fu, what do you mean?"

"I want to go to the mountains to see, what do you think?"

Yang Xiaobao hesitated.

It's not that he doesn't want Fu Xingyuan to go to the mountain, but Yang Hongfei is at the foot of the mountain right now.

If he meets Yang Hongfei, he will definitely be blocked.

Seeing Yang Xiaobao's expression, Fu Xingyuan asked: "Xiaobao, do you have any concerns?"

Yang Xiaobao nodded and said: "Now that Yang Hongfei is there, I'm afraid that meeting him will cause unnecessary trouble."

"Xiaobao, tell me the truth, do you know the inside story about this?"

Fu Xingyuan looked at Yang Xiaobao suspiciously and asked.

Yang Xiaobao snorted, he didn't know how to answer Fu Xingyuan's words.

Is it really necessary to tell the truth to him?

"Xiaobao, if you don't want to say it, I will force you, but if Yang Hongfei can invite Ji Mengjiu to deal with you, he will also invite other people to deal with you. Have you thought about this problem?"

Fu Xingyuan felt that Yang Xiaobao must know about the ghosts on the mountain.

Yang Xiaobao hesitated for a moment, finally nodded, and said: "There are indeed some things on this mountain, and this is what I have to do."

"That is to say, is there really a ghost?"

Yang Xiaobao shook his head and said: "It's not a ghost, Mr. Fu, now is not the time to be entangled in this, now Yang Hongfei has been obsessed with tearing down the mountain temple, is there any way you can stop it?"

Fu Xingyuan sighed and said, "Xiaobao, what are you afraid of?"

"I'm afraid that Ji Mengjiu will destroy the Feng Shui on the mountain."

Yang Xiaobao didn't say anything in his heart, he was afraid that Ji Mengjiu would catch the Rabbit Demon.

Fu Xingyuan pondered for a while, and said, "Xiaobao, I can help you deal with Ji Mengjiu."

Yang Xiaobao was overjoyed, and quickly asked: "Really? Can you really help me deal with Ji Mengjiu?"

"Of course, I can break his spell."

"Well, that's great!"

"However, I want to know what he did." Fu Xingyuan said, "Can you know what he was doing on the mountain?"

"Of course." Yang Xiaobao patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, this matter is on me."

Fu Xingyuan nodded and said, "Xiaobao, I read the county annals and your genealogy in detail, and chatted with the old people in your village, and found some other things."

"What's the situation?" Yang Xiaobao became even more curious.