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Chapter 1,420 The Yin Qi here is very heavy!

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    When Yan Wanxi heard what she said, she felt something was wrong.

    Asked: "I only discovered last year that the pond is colder than other places?"

    Ma Dian Dian nodded and said: "Yes, a year ago, a few masters happened to come to our village. They said that the Feng Shui in our village was not very good.

    When the village chief heard this, he was naturally a little scared, and hurriedly asked the masters what was wrong with our village.

    Those masters took a look at our village and said that there was something dirty in the village that needed to be worshiped.

    He asked the village chief to prepare some things for worship, as well as many incense candles.

    A few of them held a big ceremony for our village.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????Since the worship ceremony, our village has been prospering. Last year was the best, and this year is also pretty good.

    Not every household has food to eat.  "

    When talking about this, Ma Tian had a smile on her face and looked very pious.

    But all this, to Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo, was terrifying.

    Yan Wanxi looked at Ma Tian and asked, "Are those masters holding sacrifices by the pond?"

    Ma Tiandian nodded and said, "Yes, it was held over the pond."

    Yan Wanxi frowned and said, "If that's the case, then why did your brother die there?"

    As soon as these words came out, the smile on Ma Tian's face suddenly disappeared.

    With a trace of sadness on her face, she said: "That's, that's because such a person must sacrifice."

    Hearing this answer, both Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo were stunned.

    But Pei Yanrong, who was standing next to them, still looked at ease.

    Seeing the reactions of Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo, he couldn't help but laugh and said: "Master, sir, I don't know. In this village, one person dies every six months. According to the custom in their village,  That's paying tribute.

    In this way, their village will become more prosperous.

    But, according to me, I think this is nonsense, how unlucky this dead man is"

    Pei Yanrong's voice stopped suddenly because when he raised his head, the three people opposite him all looked towards him.

    He laughed dryly and was about to say something more, but was stopped by Ma Tian's roar, "Pei, how dare you insult our gods. Let me tell you, if you make the gods angry,  When the time comes, you will become the next sacrifice just like my brother!"

    After saying that, he sneered, glanced at him, turned around, and continued walking forward.

    Pei Yanrong was slightly stunned, and then his face turned a little pale.

    As if thinking of something, he quickly lowered his head and followed Ma Tian.

    Although Pei Yanrong doesn't really believe in this kind of thing, he thought of his younger brother and Ma San's affairs. These are not coincidences

    Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shudder, feeling that his whole body was getting colder and colder.

    Ma Tian stopped not far ahead, on the edge of a pond, turned around and said to Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo: "This is it, my brother died there

    ¡°Perhaps, he really was punished by God.  "

    Ma Tian said the last sentence very softly, but Yan Wanxi and Xing Zhimo still heard it.

    Yan Wanxi looked around and her face became serious.

    She turned her head and said to Xing Zhimo: "The yin energy here is very heavy." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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