"Your father also told us something before, regarding the Three Wus, that person is very evil." Wang Hongtao glanced at Yang Huazhong and said again.

Yang Ruoqing also glanced at Yang Huazhong, who was a little apologetic: "Paper cannot contain the fire, and your uncles are not outsiders..."

Yang Ruoqing nodded and smiled: "Of course, I didn't tell you before because I was afraid of causing you to panic."

It’s no wonder that dad didn’t keep it secret, because the cousin told the truth, and sooner or later this matter would have to be kept secret.

Now that I have told a few reliable confidants in advance, everyone has a certain understanding. If this matter leaks out in the future, everyone can adopt a unified approach to suppress this matter and control the impact to the minimum range.

"Since my father has told everyone, everyone should know about my cousin raising a brat, right?"

Everyone nodded, "Evil, I never thought that Yongxian got rich in a short period of time by relying on those evil ways."

"It's so cruel to raise your own son."

"So, the puppets are buried under the base of the stone monument and the bridge piers for the same purpose." Yang Ruoqing took over the topic, "My cousin wants to change his luck against the will of nature and absorb other people's luck for his own use. These puppets and

The eight monsters and the scattered things inside are all a formation made by Sanwu. There are many people walking and crossing the bridge. The purpose of setting up the formation in these places is to gather all the luck of everyone on him.

One suit made him rise to great heights."

"Damn it, this is so evil!" Daniel had a bad temper, and he slapped the table hard at that time. If he hadn't put a root on his shoulder, he might have gone to Yang Yongxian's room to scold him.

"Qing'er, if the formation didn't fail, Sanwu didn't die, and the bridge and the road were built under the instruction of the two of them, what would be the consequences?" Changgen asked.

Daniel said angrily: "There is no need to ask, he has reached the sky in one step, and we people, including our descendants, will be unlucky generation after generation!"

Wang Hongtao also secretly wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "Fortunately, we discovered this early, and fortunately Sanwu died early, otherwise..."

Everyone was frightened for a while.

"Qing'er, what will happen next?" someone asked again.

Should it be made public so that everyone can condemn Yang Yongxian and the dead Sanwu, or should this matter be suppressed?

There is no doubt that Yang Ruoqing chose the latter.

"It's enough for a few of us to know about this matter. It's not appropriate to spread it, as it can easily cause panic," she said.

"What's more, this formation has been destroyed by us and Sanwu is dead. Even if my cousin drags him out and parades him through the streets, it will have no other positive effect except causing panic among the villagers."

"Besides, chaos leads to change, and I don't want anything to happen to our village in this regard again."

Yang Huazhong nodded: "Qing'er is right. Farming is busy now, so we should let the villagers concentrate on farm work!"

"As for Yongxian, I will tell him about this matter and give him a warning. In the future, he can go back to the village to visit his father, but if he brings those unimportant people back to the village, he will also

Don’t even think about coming back!”

Since both the father and daughter have this intention, it is impossible for others to step forward and make the matter bigger. It would not be good for anyone.

After everyone dispersed, Yang Ruoqing cleaned up the jar on the table, wrapped it in a handkerchief and prepared to take it away.
Chapter completed!