Yang Yongxian returned to the house at the entrance of the village full of anger. Yu Xingkui was serving a bowl of minced meat porridge to Old Yang.

Sanwu was meditating in another room.

"Yongxian, are you back? Come, come, come and chat with me."

Lao Yangtou ate minced meat porridge and felt in good spirits. When he saw Yang Yongxian coming in, he quickly waved to him.

"Sir, I have something to do, so we won't talk for now." Yang Yongxian said this and turned around and entered Sanwu's guest room.

The house was pitch dark, and Sanwu had a habit of carrying a piece of black cloth with him no matter where he lived.

The first thing you do after entering is to cover the windows with black cloth to prevent outside light from coming in.

Whether it's sunlight during the day or moonlight at night, the three things don't allow those lights to shine in.

Then, he would light a circle of white candles on the floor in the room, and then place the set of property he brought with him one by one.

So when Yang Yongxian came in, the candlelight flickered in the room. Master Sanwu was sitting cross-legged in a circle of candlelight on the ground, with a string of Buddhist beads hanging in his palm, eyes closed, and chanting something in his mouth.

"Master, I'm so angry. This road is not going to be built, and the bridge is not going to be paved. Let's go back to Baie Town early tomorrow morning!"

Hearing Yang Yongxian's angry voice, Sanwu slowly opened his eyes.

His two thick brows were tightly knitted together, creating a deep ravine between his brows.

The scarlet cinnabar was drawn between the eyebrows, and coupled with the sharp and substantial gaze, Yang Yongxian instinctively shuddered when he looked over.

"What happened?" Sanwu calmed down and asked calmly.

Yang Yongxian also calmed down a bit and told Sanwu about what happened previously.

"No matter how good I am, in the end, everyone will betray me. My wife is not like my wife, and my brother is not like my brother. Everyone joins forces to squeeze me out. In this case, it is useless for me to think about making money and come back to repair the villagers."

Building bridges and paving roads to do good and accumulate virtue is simply a waste of money."

"Master, I have figured it out. I have changed my mind. I don't want to spend money to do thankless things. I want to leave Changping Village and never come back. I want to become famous and dominate the world outside!"

Sanwu said nothing, patiently waiting for Yang Yongxian to finish complaining.

When Yang Yongxian stopped talking, Sanwu stood up and took down a small jar from the shrine in front of him. The moment he opened the lid, a fishy stench filled the room.

"Take this."

He took something out of the jar and put it in Yang Yongxian's hand.

Yang Yongxian looked at the palm of his hand and saw something dark.

It's shriveled and dry, just like dried cow dung.

"Master, this is..."

"This is Toad Su." San Wudao said.

"If you see someone you don't like, and you want to vent your bad breath, just crush this toad cake and put it into that person's food or tea, and let them drink it. It will naturally have an effect." Sanwu continued.

Yang Yongxian had said so much before, wasn't it because he was beaten by his brothers and shunned by others?

Give him this thing and ask him to get his place back, and his anger will go away.

Yang Yongxian looked at the things in his hands and was a little excited. He asked Sanwu in a low voice: "Master, are you going to lower your head for them?"

Sanwu shook his head: "To lower your head, you need the other person's hair, fingernails, or underwear, time of day, and other things. This toad is purely for the master to give you to vent your anger."

Yang Yongxian understood and packed the toad cake away excitedly.

"Thank you Master for helping me with the matter of building bridges and paving roads..."

San Wudao: "Don't change things that have been decided easily. I have already planned the Feng Shui pattern for building bridges and paving roads for you. Just follow the pattern of the 'Heart-killing Sword' array to build it. It can help you transfer and absorb this side."

luck."

Yang Yongxian nodded, "Okay, I was impulsive before. I shouldn't mess up the big plan just because of a trivial matter. A small impatience will mess up the big plan."

Sanwu nodded: "As long as you understand, the reason why your wife and brothers can't understand you now is because your success has not reached a level that shocks them."

"The money you make is still just a small amount of money in their eyes. When your wealth accumulation reaches a level that they completely look up to, everything will naturally change by then. This is human nature."

Yang Yongxian sat on his knees, listening to Sanwu's teachings with great piety, nodding lightly from time to time, looking like he had learned a lot.

Finally, Sanwu reminded Yang Yongxian: "Don't forget today's feeding."

Yang Yongxian was stunned for a moment, then raised his hand and patted his head: "Look at my memory, it was diluted by other things today, and I almost forgot. I will definitely feed it before going to bed later, so that it won't be hungry.

"

Sanwu nodded, closed his eyes again and continued practicing.

Yang Yongxian left the house and came to Lao Yangtou's room to chat with the old man.

After a while, Yang Yongbai also came over.

"Sir, big brother, I brought roasted chicken and braised goose over here, so we can have a good drink at night." Yang Yongbai said happily. Not only did he bring food, but he also held a jar of shochu under his arm.

A while ago, Old Yangtou didn't like Yang Yongbai. Ever since Yang Yongbai joined Yang Yongxian and ran errands for him, Old Yangtou suddenly liked Yang Yongbai.

"Yongbai is here, come on, come and sit down, give the things to Yu Xingkui and let him get it. Let us sit down and have a good conversation." Old Yangtou greeted enthusiastically.

Yu Xingkui also smiled and came over, took the things and went to the kitchen.

Yang Yongbai pulled a stool and sat down in front of the bed. He first exchanged greetings with Old Yang, and then started chatting with Yang Yongxian.

The two brothers were talking about building roads and bridges in the village.

"Brother, leave it to me to build roads and bridges. Baie Town cannot do without you, so I can just supervise the work at home." Yang Yongbai said sincerely.

Old Yang nodded repeatedly and looked from Yang Yongbai to Yang Yongxian: "When the time comes, I can also help supervise the work. The craftsmen are not allowed to cut corners."

Yang Yongxian smiled and said, "I will naturally ask Yongbai to help me supervise the work on this matter, but I also have to stay at home for a while. When the general framework is erected, all aspects have been discussed.

Only then can I return to Baie Town with peace of mind."

Yang Yongbai nodded: "Brother, I will listen to you anyway. Wherever you ask me to go or what you ask me to do, I won't say anything."

Yang Yongxian smiled again, raised his hand and patted Yang Yongbai's shoulder: "Follow me, and you won't suffer. When I get rich, you will naturally eat meat and drink soup."

Lao Yangtou excitedly touched his palms and told Yang Yongbai in a more serious tone: "If your elder brother is willing to support you like this, you must help him in a down-to-earth manner. There will be nothing wrong with you elsewhere."

Yang Yongbai grinned: "Don't worry, sir, we are brothers. We can't write two characters "Yang" in one stroke. Hey, brother, what's wrong with your face? I came in just now and wanted to ask, why is your face swollen? Why is your face so swollen?
Chapter completed!