It didn’t take them long to talk, and the master of Miao Miao came out. It was another old greeting. Yue Tianen and other three people went to the guest room to rest, and Fang Pingbo made a vow.
It was a jade Buddha about half a foot high. Please get it out of the carriage. It was at the beginning that Fang Pingbo suffered from illness and made a vow here.
I would like to finish the rear pingbo without staying. I ate a vegetarian lunch at noon and prepared to go back after two games of chess.
But this time, about six or seven miles away from Wish Temple, Dique Street met a funeral procession.
Fang Pingbo is not a bossy person. If such a thing happens, he should step aside and wait for the funeral procession to pass first.
There are also many people talking about it on both sides of the street.
"Uncle Ge of Xilianghe is such a good person. I haven’t heard anything wrong with him. How did he go like this?"
"Who said it wasn’t?"
"You don’t know?" A woman’s pussies novel said, "I heard that Uncle Ge was bitten to death by a dog."
"Dogs can bite people at most. How can they kill people?"
"Uncle Ge is also a strong man."
"Don’t say goodbye. I heard that I wasn’t bitten to death and there were few pieces of meat, just near their old house."
Just then, suddenly, one of the people carrying the coffin seemed to have a weak leg, and a coffin actually overturned to the street. At once, a group of filial sons burst into tears.
Fang Pingbo looked at the funeral procession and seemed unable to walk for a while. He turned to Ma Youfu and said, "Let’s take a detour and take the street of hoarding goods."
More than a dozen people took the horse away and just talked about the cause of death of Uncle Ge. The woman was still talking.
"Don’t believe that their old house is the street where goods are stored. It seems that someone often heard screams in the middle of the night a while ago, and it was vaguely from that street."
An idle man tutted, "Then according to your statement, isn’t that dog going to eat seven people? It’s not a wild dog, it’s a dog demon, is it?"
"As far as I’m concerned, I’m afraid it’s not that any family member was found stealing Han and was beaten to make that kind of ghost call."
A few people laughed low and heard the street crying and felt inappropriate, so they gradually stopped talking.
Chapter 3 A wild dog
As soon as the doors and windows in the renovated house were dark, Buffon touched the roof, but there was a small gap. The sun outside had to pass through this small stall to shine on the house.
It’s like a straight golden thread falling from the sky just above Fang Yunhan’s head.
While the mist gradually transpired from Fang Yunhan.
It has been more than a month since Fang Yunhan returned to Chang Luo Hou Fu.
For more than a month, in addition to eating, drinking and sleeping, he will leave the house at sunrise and sunset, and he will practice in the house all the time.
The structure of this house was also modified by Fang Yunhan himself
Because it has always been magical and magnificent, some things related to geomantic omen are also involved in the annotation.
The theory of benefiting geomantic omen creates the most suitable practice atmosphere, which can avoid being possessed to the greatest extent, and it also helps practitioners to focus on high skill and operation efficiency.
Work can have feng shui, and maybe Fang Yunhan has arranged this condition well.
Perhaps it’s really a special arrangement of geomantic omen that has played a little role. Fang Yunhan finally got rid of the pain of blood deficiency completely three days ago, which was a lot earlier than when he estimated it two months ago.
"shout! ! ！”
Fang Yunhan spit out a mouthful of polluted air when the sun fell from the roof and completely turned away from him.
This breath was fully blown to the window three meters away, and the potted plant was blown and shaken.
Fang Yunhan got up, pushed the door and went out for a walk in the garden.
The so-called relaxation of martial arts and Taoism has been in a state of tension since Fang Yunhan got the template of martial arts characters. Now that the terminal illness has been eliminated, it is more beneficial to the body and mind to increase relaxation appropriately.
After he went out, he called Ziyun and said, "Why, there seems to be some people missing in the house today, isn’t there a father?"
Ziyun said, "The Duke said earlier today that he would go to Wish Temple to make a vow."
She has a wooden tray with some bear-shaped biscuits on the surface and a cup of green tea in the corner of the tray.
Cookies are still hot, presumably because Fang Yunhan just went to take them out when he left Ziyun.
Fang Yunhan was born again and came to this world. Although he was terminally ill at an early age, he didn’t do nothing.
Some of them came from past lives and were naturally supported by Fang Pingbo’s financial resources and practical ability. Over the years, they have made many things that are very novel to the world.
Small ovens and this biscuit practice are a small part of the results.
Fang Yunhan clapped his hands after eating a few biscuits and said, "It seems that I haven’t walked around Qingyu Temple for a long time, so I’ll just go to Wish Temple."
Ziyun hurriedly handed him the cup of tea and said, "It’s cold today."
"It’s already the end of spring. What’s the cold?" Fang Yunhan took the tray himself and said with a smile, "I’m in great health now, but if I don’t go out for a walk, I’ll have someone prepare my horse."