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Chapter 92 Information from old newspapers

This small hill was obviously made of artificial piles, which is nothing.

In ancient times, there were often digging lakes to create mountains in order to obtain a Feng Shui situation, which were usually used by royal or powerful people.

It is OK to reorganize the Feng Shui pattern in this way, but after piled up into mountains or digging a lake, you must plant flowers and trees on the mountains, raise fish, turtles and other creatures in the water, and cultivate land for living things.

Now this hill is all fake, so it cannot be raised at all. Instead, it can only be regarded as a huge Feng Shui part, which forms not Feng Shui aura, but evil spirits.

Think about it, this hill that looks lush on the outside is actually a garbage dump filled with various bionic plastic garbage.

In order to cover up the whole hill, the designer deliberately made a fountain on it, making these fake "things" look lifelike. If they were not close to it and carefully checked it, they would only be seen from the bedroom from a distance.

No one would have thought that there was something wrong with this hill.

First, the White Tiger Eight Dings Dragon, and this rockery hill becomes evil. It would be strange if you don’t get sick for a long time.

Mountains control people, water controls wealth.

Because of these two Feng Shui situations, the originally lucky Feng Shui in the villa has changed from great luck to great misfortune.

This Feng Shui master has great attainments.

Shen Jiangtao only blamed himself for discovering it too late. If his Feng Shui technique was more sophisticated and could broaden his horizons earlier, there would be no accident in the people behind the villa.

Shen Jiangtao felt very urgent and necessary for the more profound Feng Shui learning.

Back at Yang Tao's house, Uncle Zhang sent him to investigate the information found by Zheng Hong.

Several of the news reports attracted Shen Jiangtao's attention.

A news report was about Zheng Hong being deceived by a charlatan. The news said that a qigong training class was stolen and several young students were rescued.

One of the female students is Zheng Hong. Zheng Hong and the Zheng Hong that Shen Jiangtao had met in the photo are completely different.

The newspaper was from more than ten years ago. Zheng Hong looked young and had a frightened face that looked very pretty and pretty.

There is also information about rescuing the family in the report, which is Zheng Mei, the second aunt of Yang Tao in her early years. She is also an absolute beauty.

In an old newspaper, a report on a well-known Feng Shui master's admission of disciples was logged in.

Seeing the name of the famous Feng Shui master, Shen Jiangtao was stunned.

The Feng Shui master is called Gongsun Qi.

Since he learned in Yao Village that Gongsun was the ancestral surname of the Fengshui master of Zhaizong, Shen Jiangtao would feel special when he saw this Fengshui master.

Staring at the photos in the newspaper's news, Shen Jiangtao looked at the newspaper for a while, then looked through the newspaper behind him, which contained some information about Zheng Hong attending various events.

Shen Jiangtao stretched out his hand, counted for a while, and suddenly his face changed drastically: "Not good!"

"What?" Yang Tao asked in confusion.

"Let's go to your second uncle's villa quickly. Someone will have an accident tonight!" Shen Jiangtao said with a serious expression and then stepped out.

Yang Tao and others followed immediately. Shen Jiangtao seemed very nervous along the way. Although he didn't say anything, it could be seen from Shen Jiangtao's eyes that things were urgent.

When they got off at a distance of one or two kilometers away from the villa, Shen Jiangtao and his party rushed towards the villa along the road.

It was already late at night, and a round and pale moon hung in the air.

Yu Xu couldn't help but sigh: "It's already half-fifth before I knew it, and the moon is so round."

The others looked up and saw that the moon was very round tonight. It looked like a jade plate hanging on a black velvet blanket.

Several people touched the side of the villa, and the whole house seemed very quiet.

Chen Jiangtao signaled everyone not to enter the house, but to walk quietly along the wall of the villa and to the window of the bedroom.

From a distance, I saw a dim light on the house. When I got closer, I found it was an oil lamp.

Yang Tao felt strange. In such a house that everyone thought was a haunted house, how could anyone have a late night? She wanted to stick her head out to see it, but was pulled by Chen Jiangtao.

Then Chen Jiangtao leaned into Yang Tao's ear and pressed against her and said, "Take out your phone, turn it to the recording button and put it on the windowsill."

What is this to do?

Yang Tao was even more confused, but she still did.

After putting the phone in, several people continued to hide under the windowsill. Chen Jiangtao broke a branch from the side and inserted it onto the ground. Then he drew eight patterns around the eight directions of the branch.

Miao Li and Yu Xu both recognized that they were the eight hexagrams that identified eight directions.

After a while, the reflection of the branches shone on the Kun Gua, and Chen Jiangtao made a booing gesture. Then he heard the sound of dragging heavy objects in the room.

After a while, a man took a few breaths, and then began to say proudly to himself: "Hehe, my good cousin, you are pregnant, it's really heavier, too, it's a little more weight."

Yang Tao couldn't help but stare at it. Hearing the sound, the person in the room was Zheng Hong, the cousin of his second aunt Zheng Mei, but her tone was so tender that she was completely out of her anger when she couldn't stand Chen Jiangtao.

In addition, when Yang Tao was even more surprised, his second aunt Zheng Mei was pregnant, and he had never heard of this incident.

"Hey, cousin, cousin, I originally wanted to wait for the child in your belly to take action nine months later; but now I can only go ahead." Zheng Hong sighed femininely: "I don't know that a boy came out of that room and he could see so quickly that the Nine Palace Feixing in the room was the Feixing. If you want to blame, you should blame that little bastard. It was his appearance that made you live a few months less."

Chen Jiangtao and others quietly poked their heads out.

Zheng Hong was sitting next to the frozen coffin. A woman with tightly tied and her mouth was sealed with tape lying in the frozen coffin. The woman's hair was messy and her whole body was trembling. She struggled and moved on her face in horror. She was Yang Tao's second aunt, Zheng Mei.

Zheng Hong pinched Zheng Mei's chin, turned her face over, raised her hand and slapped her hard: "Move, how can you move! You said that I look similar to you and have a similar background, how can you marry into a wealthy family? I can't do it? Feng Shui often says that human body is Feng Shui, and your destiny will be determined for half a day. Then you and I have almost the same Feng Shui, why do you and me live a completely different life!"

Zheng Hong held up Zheng Mei's face and looked at it carefully, the jealousy and anger in her eyes became stronger and stronger.

"Sweep!" She suddenly reached out and tore Zheng Mei's black silk clothes, and pulled them off several hard hands.

Then Zheng Hong reached out and touched her little by little, then she stood up and took off her clothes.

The oil lamp in the room swayed. Yang Tao took a look and almost exclaimed when he opened his mouth. Chen Jiangtao quickly covered her mouth.
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