"You, come here."
Just when Yan Xiangyang's face was full of doubts, Master Zhang Yuan put down the hoe in his hand, then pointed his hand in Yan Xiangyang's direction and shouted.
"I" Yan Xiangyang patted his chest and answered in confusion.
"Yes, it's you, come here."
Zhang Yuan nodded unceremoniously.
Although Yan Xiangyang was an arrogant naughty boy, he was not bad at all.
Although he highly doubted the authenticity of the so-called master Yan Xiangnuan said, when the old man called him, he still walked forward obediently.
"Take it."
Master Zhang Yuan waited for Yan Xiangyang to approach, then handed the hoe in his hand to Yan Xiangyang.
Before Yan Xiangyang could figure out what Master Zhang Yuan asked him to do, he caught the hoe that Master Zhang Yuan pushed into his arms by surprise, and then he was a little confused.
"Start from here and dig out all these sweet potatoes."
Master Zhang Yuan said, waving his big hand, and aggressively arranged for Yan Xiangyang to work "I dig sweet potatoes."
Are you sure you are not joking with him again?
Yan Xiangyang asked again in a daze, holding the hoe in both hands and not knowing what to do.
"Don't tell me, you can't even use a hoe."
Master Zhang Yuan's eyes were filled with disgust, and his tone was filled with suspicion.
This guy looks like he has a big body.
He doesn’t know how to do anything.
"You're kidding, how could I not know that?"
Yan Xiangyang immediately retorted with a stiff neck, then grabbed the hoe and waved it high.
Yan Xiangnuan, who was bending down to help pick up the sweet potatoes, raised his head and glanced at the arrogant Yan Xiangyang, then lowered his head and continued picking up the sweet potatoes.
"Hey, you kid, be careful, don't ruin the sweet potatoes I worked so hard to grow."
Master Zhang Yuan was already sitting leisurely in the small thatched pavilion nearby, holding a small pot of tea in his hand and sipping.
With, with Shi Ye slowly opened the picture of a lady, and then saw from the end of his eyes that Yan Xiangyang was not very good at using a hoe, and did not know how to sow sweet potatoes.
He destroyed several sweet potatoes with one hoe, and he suddenly spoke with distress.
Yan Xiangyang also saw that he had destroyed a few sweet potatoes with a hoe.
He was a little cautious when he heard Master Zhang Yuan's accusation and immediately looked at Yan Xiangnuan unhappily: "Yan Xiangnuan, you just brought me to do this."
Is this a coolie job?"
he asked, his tone also quite resentful.
"Stop talking nonsense and get to work."
Yan Xiangnuan raised his head and glared.
Yan Xiangyang felt aggrieved, but still held the hoe helplessly and continued to work hard.
Master Zhang Yuan over there snickered secretly, and then turned his attention to the picture of the lady in his hand.
By the time Yan Xiangnuan and Yan Xiangyang had dug out all the sweet potatoes and finished packing them, the sun had risen high and Yan Xiangyang was already half exhausted.
"On what day was your kid born?"
Zhang Yuan had actually talked to Yan Xiangnuan on the phone before, and probably knew about Yan Xiangyang's affairs.
After studying the picture of the lady for a while, he saw that the lady there had just sat down on the dirt regardless of her image.
Yan Xiangyang was on the ground, and then the old god asked.
"He was born on the Ghost Festival."
Yan Xiangnuan answered Master Zhang Yuan's question on behalf of Yan Xiangyang.
Yan Xiangyang, on the other hand, was still sitting on the ground in a daze.
He was so tired now that he couldn't care about so much.
"Twelve o'clock tonight happens to be the yin hour of the lunar month and the sun.
That's why the female ghost said she would take his life at 12 o'clock.
She may not be able to fight you, but when the yin hour comes today, her yin energy will be strong.
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It surged five times, and it would be easy to kill him," Master Zhang Yuan said with seriousness in his tone.
It seems that this female ghost has planned everything, and this kid may not be able to escape this disaster easily. "" Yan Xiangyang, who was sitting in the mud over there with his ears erect and eavesdropping, suddenly felt that his life was not going to be long.
Although he doubted the master's ability, his sister Yan Xiangnuan could see the devil, and she also called him master.
It must not be for fame and reputation, otherwise his sister would not just give him a master.
In fact, he already believed Master Zhang Yuan in his heart.
"Although I don't have a good impression of this kid, I'm just a younger brother.
I hope your family can help me give me some advice."
Yan Xiangnuan knew Master Zhang Yuan's temperament.
Hearing his alarmist words, his eyes were still open.
From time to time, he looked in the direction of Yan Xiangyang and saw Yan Xiangyang shrugging his head, and then smiled secretly, knowing that he was deliberately scaring Yan Xiangyang, but it could only be regarded as half scaring and half true.
At twelve o'clock tonight, it is indeed a rare day when the four yins gather together.
If the female ghost wants Yan Xiangyang's life, she may not be able to save Yan Xiangyang no matter how hard she tries.
"There is no such thing as a free lunch.
If you let this kid handle me well for two months, I will consider rescuing him."
Master Zhang Yuan spoke, and his expression was obviously meant for Yan Xiangyang to listen to.
"I don't want anything."
Yan Xiangyang retorted excitedly.
He is almost exhausted now.
If he is ordered here for two months, he will be disabled.
Thinking about it makes Yan Xiangyang heartbroken.
But the crux of the matter is that Master Zhang Yuan didn't pay attention to his protest and rejection, and Yan Xiangnuan didn't hear his disagreement at all.
"Master, if you are willing to save his life, I will agree to this on his behalf."
Yan Xiangnuan answered.
"Okay."
Zhang Yuan took a few more sips of tea from the small teapot with satisfaction.
"Yan Xiangnuan, I said, I don't want to.
Are you deaf?"
Yan Xiangyang jumped in front of Yan Xiangnuan impatiently and yelled at Yan Xiangnuan.
"Then do you want to be the dead husband of the female ghost or the little boy who will be the servant of the master for two months?"
Faced with Yan Xiangyang's loud protest, Yan Xiangnuan asked.
Yan Xiangyang instantly lowered his arrogant head like a rooster like an eggplant beaten by frost: "Can't there be other conditions, such as spending money to honor his elders?"
Yan Xiangyang came up with this idea entirely because of his feelings after digging sweet potatoes just now.
After all, He worked hard for a long time, but it was not enough for him to throw away his pocket money.
Listening to what Yan Xiangyang said, Yan Xiangnuan thought that the master would agree because of his money-loving temperament, but he never thought that the old man was not moved at all and just sneered: "That's right, you kid will give it to me as soon as you see it.
It’s just a matter of trouble.
If that’s the case, then I’ll give you two months’ work and three million in cash.”
The old man said, not thinking there was anything wrong at all.
"Then you might as well just go and grab it."
Yan Xiangyang frowned and protested in a low voice.
"Not only do I not have to rob, you also have to give me money all your own."
Master Zhang Yuan tilted his head proudly and said as if he was thinking of something: "Boy, let me tell you, Old man, I like cash, you’d better give me cash
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