Who Moved My Mountain

"If there is a mountain god, how can our family still be so poor? Your grandson can't test Tsinghua University, how can the mountain **** not bless you!" Liu Xiufang said from his own self, because the mother-in-law feudal superstition, their family did not lift in the village. Start, how? When she was just finished, she still wanted to make trouble. She didn't want to get used to this old woman.

"Come shut up!" Wu Songya vigorously patted the door, trying to stop Liu Xiuzhen from saying it, she insisted on the belief of a lifetime, how to allow others to be so dirty and dirty.

"That's because you are lazy and awkward! Your son is stupid and stupid!"

Yunrong also felt that this woman was very noisy. She was not prepared to intervene in the chores of others. As a result, this disrespectful woman actually began to refer to the sang, and she accused her of not blessing their home.

Yunrong felt that he couldn't stand it. He didn't work hard, didn't hesitate, and wanted to expect the gods to send the money to your home? She doesn't like people like this at all. She doesn't work hard and shirks responsibility when something goes wrong.

The crisp and squeaking sounds in the room, just like a thunderous explosion in Liu Xiuzhen’s ear. Liu Xiuzhen scared the whole person to jump up and screamed: “Who, who is talking?”

Wu Songya in the room was shocked, her eyes suddenly sharpened, and she patted the doorway: "Hurry up and open the door!"

"Is this old woman who is pretending to be a ghost? You are so old and undead..." Liu Xiuzhen heard the voice of Wu Songya, groaned, and frowned. It must be this old woman, there is no other person in the house.

Wu Songya saw that Liu Xiuzhen was still obsessed with it, and he was not filming the door. He slammed into the ground and said: "Grandma, my daughter-in-law, has no eyes, many offenses, and I still hope that my grandmother should not care."

"You have a bit of eyesight." Yun Rong slowly showed his true body in front of Wu Songya.

Wu Songya appeared in front of a woman with a black dress. When she looked up, she saw a face that made the mountain river eclipse. It seems that any adjective is not enough to describe the beauty of this woman. It is gorgeous and not a sight. Awkward to her.

Wu Songya quickly lowered her head. Although she became a witch with her mother from a young age, she really never had a god. She trembled and asked: "I don't know what instructions the mountain goddess showed up?"

"Your madness is my cure." Yunrong directly opened the door to see the mountain: "I don't need you to reciprocate, just want to ask you something."

"What do you want to ask the mountain goddess? I know that there is nothing to say." Wu Songya is more respectful, holding his hands tightly, thinking that the mountain goddess asks what he said.

"You don't have to say it yourself." Yunrong heard Wu Songya's words, and his face finally showed a faint smile.

Wu Songya hasn't reacted yet. Yunrong has reached out and her fingertips are on her wrinkled forehead. Wu Songya only thinks that her forehead is cold, and everything is over. When she raises her head, the woman in front of her has disappeared. It seems as if it has never happened.

"Oh, my mouth, my mouth..." Just when Wu Songya was blaspheming, Liu Xiuzhen’s exclamation came from outside the room. She quickly stood up from the ground and subconsciously reached out to push the door. The locked door was clearly pushed, and she slammed open.

Wu Songya looked down and saw Liu Xiuzhen licking his mouth with his hands, rolling on the floor, and mourning in his mouth: "My mouth, my mouth hurts..."

"Xiu Zhen, what's wrong with you?" It happened that Zhang Jianguo came in with a **** and saw his wife rolling on the ground and quickly ran over to lift her up.

"Founding a country, my mouth hurts." Liu Xiuzhen saw Zhang Jianguo, and suddenly his tears fell.

Zhang Jianguo heard her say that her mouth hurts and reached out to open her mouth with her mouth open. This does not seem to know. When she saw it, Liu Xiuzhen’s mouth seemed to be like a stroke. She squatted to the side and twitched unnaturally.

"What's wrong with this?" Zhang Jianguo was shocked. He subconsciously loosened Liu Xiuzhen's hand and stepped back a few steps.

"What's wrong? Offended the gods, this is her self-sufficiency." Wu Songya snorted and went to the table and sat down. She has been crazy for so many years, but the memory is still there. She has no good impression on Liu Xiuzhen, the wife. .

Zhang Jianguo saw Wu Songya at this time, and asked: "Mom, how are you... Hello?"

Wu Songya has not answered yet. Liu Xiuzhen on the ground has already climbed up and pointed at her and said: "Is it because you are not dying, it is you who harm me!"

"I am hurting you, I want you to wait for the present?" Wu Songya saw that Liu Xiuzhen did not repent, and shook his head in disappointment. "Do you think about what you said before? Retribution is sometimes so fast!"

What did she say before? Liu Xiuzhen remembered it. She just got angry. She smashed two mountain gods. Her face was turned into a panic. She stalked her neck: "Death old woman, what are you talking about, how could it be... how is this possible……"

How could it really be a mountain god, that is feudal superstition!

However, she couldn’t say anything about this sentence, because when this thought appeared, her mouth was more painful...

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Liu Xiuzhen’s crying and robbing Yunrong didn’t want to know that her mouth was so vicious and she just licked her mouth. It’s already very polite. If it was 3,000 years ago, the human race that violated the gods would not have to be shot by herself. Broke her.

Yes, three thousand years ago.

Yunrong sat on the top of the mountain, and the mountain wind hunted through her hair. If she was seen, she would have thought that she had seen the fairy who had returned by the wind.

She did not expect that she slept for more than 3,000 years. In this era, the gods and devils have fallen, and the weakest people have grown and developed, and now they have established China.

The most important thing is that in the present Huaguo, the land already belongs to the country, that is, Danqiu Mountain is not hers. It is the country. Just a while ago, another big boss contracted the entire hill and wanted to be on the mountain. What to do.

Combined with the man who said last night, I was afraid that it was the general of the land.

Although Wu Songya’s memory has been intermittent since it’s gone crazy, the great changes in the world have made Yunrong feel both novel and awkward.

She is the yin and yang of the Danqiu Mountain. She was inspired by the human race and was born to protect the people, but now the Terran does not need her.

The Terran does not need her, she is also happy, but now Danqiu Mountain can not keep it, which makes her unhappy.

Of course, she can make a point to protect Danqiu Mountain, but with a country to compete, Yunrong still has to count the amount of money, the establishment of a country is born in the gas, the country is now in full swing, there is a faint air flow, she It is not easy to practice, and it cannot be easily damaged.

And she was born not to be a savage beast, she did not want to be an enemy of the Terran.

Therefore, there is only one way to go now, that is, according to the rules of the Terran, take the money to pack the Danqiu Mountain.

Yunrong has always been a temper who doesn't admit defeat. Isn't it just making money to wrap the hills down? She is a mountain ghost, can not make money in the Terran? She will definitely have more money than the Lu, and pack the entire hill of Danqiu Mountain!

In this way, Yunrong couldn't sit still, she decided to go down the mountain to earn money!

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Maritime Police Department.

"Don't do this kind of thing in the mountains next time, do you know the impact?" The police sent Qin Wentao to the police station and couldn't help but patted him on the shoulder.

When Qin Wentao heard it, the face that was not white was darker. It was like a black-faced bag. He had just entered the police station for the first time in his life. It was because of suspected poison and addiction. What happened to him? May I touch it?

Fortunately, the urine test is qualified. It is mistaken for addiction. The gentleman is not the most embarrassing. The most embarrassing thing is that everyone misunderstood him and the dozens of workers playing group paly on Danqiu Mountain. The police watched his eyes are not right.

At the thought of this incident, Qin Wentao was so eager to find a way to sneak in, but he still couldn't explain it, because when he explained others, he asked why you all stripped off your clothes.

You said that there are ghosts on Danqiu Mountain? You are playing an illusion.

What makes Qin Wentao feel that it is difficult to do is how to explain to Lu, and hesitated again and again, he dialed Lu Henian’s phone.

"President, Manager Qin called." The secretary stood at the door of the office and looked down at the president's face with his head down. Five minutes ago, when the president saw the mosaic news, he knew that it was over.

Lu Henian stunned his lips and lips. He looked at the computer and the email that the Wenbao unit had just sent him. He reached out and untied the cuffs on his wrists and pulled up the sleeves of his shirt to reveal a strong arm.

"Tell Qin Wentao, his news will appear on the Internet again, he won't have to do it!" When the secretary thought that Lu Henian would not answer, his cold mouth was open, and the voice was mixed with impatience. It was the cold wind of December. Icy and biting.

"In addition, the construction was suspended first, in cooperation with the work of the cultural protection unit." The secretary was just preparing to go down, Lu Henian again, his brows were slightly wrinkled, apparently being inserted by the cultural insurance unit, the mood is even worse.

"Okay, the president." The secretary quickly responded, but remembered the words that Qin Wentao said, and stood at the door in a dilemma. The president is now in a bad mood. If he is in a good mood, he will blame. See who is wearing the mosaic news. Can it be good?

However, what Qin Wentao said in his words, he did not convey what would happen if something went wrong?

"What's the matter?" Lu Henian raised his head and reached out and pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of the nose. If it wasn't too cold, he looked like a college professor of abstinence.

However, the secretary who followed him for five or six years knew that Lu was not a gentleman. He took a moment to say: "Lu Zong, Qin Wentao said that there is another hidden truth in the news. He feels that the mountain is not very clean. Maybe, there may be female ghosts, they are wrapped up by female ghosts..."

Looking at Lu’s colder eyes, the secretary felt that he could not continue.