Adorable Psychic Wife Of A Wealthy Man

Chapter 2008, do you eat the jealousy of children? Do you dare to believe it?

Taojia Village is built at the foot of Lao She Mountain, and there are only more than 100 households, with a population of less than 200.

In the morning, the morning sun rises, and this quaint and quiet Shanjiao village is busy. Farmers all get up early and go out to start farming. Many women in the village wash clothes by the river. The village is very backward, conditions and facilities are very poor, and street lights are used. Old-fashioned lampshades with tungsten light bulbs, old-fashioned radio speakers have been rusty, and the children who brought them into the village said that the only TV in the village was that the old village chief once went to Henghua City to collect it from the junk market. of.

When the men and women in the village saw outsiders entering, they cast strange glances at Lingyu.

Among the outsiders, Farreid's green-eyed foreigner looks very strange.

And Linggui and Gong Siyu are the kind of looks that are eye-catching wherever they go, and they can't help but attract people in the village to watch and discuss.

But after Lingyu entered the village, he found this Taoist village a little strange...

Young and middle-aged men or teenagers, middle-aged women or young girls, and children, there are no old people in this village?

On both sides of the road, a man weeding in the ground yelled when he saw the cow herd boy: "Dao Xiaoer, where are the three behind you?"

Hearing the sound, the herd boy replied obediently: "Uncle Tie Niu! They came to Lao Sheshan to travel and got lost. They said that they were hungry and panicked after wandering in the mountains all night and wanted to come to the village to beg for food. They gave me a lot of money! "

After the cowherd boy said, he took out ten banknotes from his pocket and said happily.

The cow-herding doll called Xiao Er.

Like Daozhuo, both are named Dao.

Daozhuo was dead, and Linggui and the others had time to check his detailed information in the future. Unexpectedly, they could not be armed and came to Lao Sheshan, but arrived at the Taoist Village. Linggui had a premonition that the demon way must be related to this village.

The simple little earthen house is the home of Dao Xiaoer and his just-adult brother Dao Shouyi.

It can be seen that the child’s family is very poor. He has an old cow, two piglets and four chickens. There are two simple beds and some waste products in the house. Every piece of decent furniture is on the table. It's still a candle, I'm afraid there is no electricity.

"You sit in the yard and wait for me. I will bring you steamed buns and pickles. My brother went out to purchase for the village. It will take several days to come back. I am the only one at home."

When the seven-year-old child finished speaking, he ran to the simple kitchen built with a canopy to steam buns and pickles for Linggui.

Lingyu and Gongsiyu have never chosen what to eat and do whatever they want. Farrid took a few bites symbolically. The food was tasteless and sat in a daze next to Gongsiyu.

Lingki was silent for a long while, looking at Dao Xiaoer who was chopping wood on the side, she couldn't bear any curiosity, and after all she asked.

"Xiao Er, there seem to be...very few old people in your village. I see other villages and towns. There are many old people left behind. Young people have gone to work in the city early. Your village... is very special."

The child is indifferent and answers every question. While chopping firewood, he squatted his mouth: "There is very little, but there is nothing at all. Some are bedridden, and they will die soon. Both men and women in our village will live no more than sixty. Years old, evil, right? My grandfather and grandma just left last year, and my mother ran away with the wild man. My dad went to Lao Sheshan one night with anger and never came back. I am missing. I have heard people say since I was born. Our Taoist village offended the Taoist patriarch in Lao Sheshan, so the village was cursed."

After He Ling had a deep glance at each other, Gong Siyu then asked: "This Dao surname is rare. We once met a man named Daozhuo in Ningcheng in Northwestern Province, who was also named Dao. , Is it possible that he is also in your village?"

Gong Siyu said this as if they had a good relationship with Daozhuo, and they fell in love with each other.

Ling surreptitiously rolled his eyes helplessly, quite agreeable, and saw him cast into the lake to die with his own eyes. He was so bold enough to grab something from them.

"Dao Zhuo?" Dao Xiaoer was taken aback for a moment, and then he was very reluctant to hear this name, and snorted, "I know he is from our village, but he is a weird person and he looks good. Weird, strange, the children in the village are afraid of him, but he hasn't come back for more than a year, and he doesn't know where to go."

Farreid was taciturn and looked down at the phone with a serious face.

Suddenly, he asked Xiaoer Dao nonchalantly, "Is there a Taoist temple on Lao She Mountain?" He said straightforwardly.

The axe in Dao Xiao's second hand was chopped off. He quickly retrieved the axe and looked suspiciously at the "foreigner" who was talking to him. It was the first time he saw a foreigner.

"What do you ask this for?"

Before Farid could speak, Gong Siyu hurriedly stopped him secretly. Yuanchang said, "This foreigner is my good brother. He loves the culture of our country and is more obsessed with Taoism. I heard that Weinan is the place where Taoism was born, so we came together. Those who accompany him to travel to find Taoist temples do not want to find that kind of tourist attractions, they want to find the kind that no one has seen, and they get lost and lost their luggage."

"Oh, it turned out to be like this." Dao Xiao Er nodded honestly, seeming to believe in Gong Siyu's words, "Lao Sheshan has a Taoist temple, but... that Taoist temple has been abandoned for a long time, and it was burned. No one is going there, and..." Xiao Er hesitated to say something, with fear in his eyes, "There is a haunted place, you should not go, the place is very evil."

Driven by the squishy spirit and money, he still asked the seven-year-old baby to go up the mountain to the Taoist temple.

Before leaving, Xiaoer Dao reluctantly pulled on the beautiful long skirt of Ling Yu, shouting one by one sister.

"Sister, you are so beautiful. I have never seen a beautiful person like you. When I grow up, I will marry a beautiful daughter-in-law like you..."

Gong Siyu's face was cold, pulling away the child's hand, and condescendingly said in a gloomy voice: "The premise is that you have money, as rich as I am, and you have to have a face like me, otherwise...little kid, You are dreaming."

Gong Siyu wanted to poison the child, but was dragged away by the spirit.

"Wow, why do you even eat the jealousy of children?"

"He hugs your thigh!"

"They are just children."

"My son will be beaten by me if I hold you in the leg. This is not our son!"

Lingkui pulled Gong Siyu with one hand, and the sleeve of Farrid's shirt with the other, dragging the two tall men away from Taoist Village.

At the entrance of the village, because Lingyu didn’t bring her cell phone, Gong Siyu suddenly received a call from Feng Jinxuan, saying that A Luo was bored and wanted to find Lingyu. Lin Jingyu went to investigate Yuanhao’s tomb. They stayed there. The hotel has nothing to do.

In desperation, Lingyu had to find a secluded place with no one, and used Mingzhu to pick up Feng Jinxuan and A Luo.

Five people live together again.

In the early morning, squatting in the woods at the foot of the old Sheshan Mountain where no one was everywhere, and after talking to Feng Jinxuan and A Luo about the road map of Taoism and the weirdness of Taoism Village, they went straight up the mountain and followed the road map. It took a lot of effort to find the almighty Taoist Taoist temple that was burnt down by the Dharma 78 years ago.

The shade of the trees is dense, and the light can hardly penetrate the mottled leaves and cast down, so that the surrounding is gloomy and dim, and it is inexplicably cold on the back.

(End of this chapter)