Chapter 561

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"who believes your lies?"

The head of the village yelled. The hand just wanted to be lifted up and told everyone to drive Yang Zimei away.

Who knows, his hand seems to be fixed, how can't move, want to move feet, feet can't move, Fang was surprised, "you What magic have you done to me

Yang Zimei's finger moved and took back the evil spirit. "There's no magic. I just want to tell you that I'm a master."

The village head's hands and feet were able to move, and he yelled angrily, "we'll drive these two women out immediately. It's evil!"

Several young men swarmed up, but some did not.

Whether it is Yang Zimei or Zhenzi, the beauty of the two people is refined, which makes people feel pity for each other, let alone rough.

What's more, they are not only without evil spirit, but also dignified and elegant like bodhisattvas.

"I'm Yang Zimei, the Minister of a city. I'm not a monster. This aunt invited me here. If you want to be rude to me, I'll be rude to you."

Yang Zimei said in a voice.

Yang Zimei, a city's prime minister?

Lijia village is not far away from the city. Usually, many people go to city a to do business and deal with things. Naturally, some people have heard of Yang Zimei's name.

The village head has heard of it.

After his eldest son was instructed by Yang Zimei, the original twists and turns of the business road, just changed the Feng Shui pattern of the office, and began to go with the wind and water.

He also plans to go to her in person and ask her to pray for his third son to have a good fortune in Wenchang, so that he can be admitted to a key university smoothly.

Is this girl the prime minister?

He stopped everyone in a hurry and called his eldest son to describe the physiognomy once.

When he heard his son say that the young lady Xiangshi had a cinnabar record on her forehead, and that she was beautiful and beautiful like a Bodhisattva, she immediately decided that Yang Zimei in front of her was really the girl Xiangshi.

After positioning the role of Yang Zimei, the village head immediately took a 180 degree turn. He hurried to Yang Zimei with a respectful face. He bent down and said with a smile: "it's really master Yang. I was so rude just now. Please don't be surprised."

Yang Zimei light smile, "do not know who is not guilty."

"Thank you very much, master." The village head's eyes looked at the side of the third son, "Li Sen, quickly move a chair to sit for the master."

Li Sen was a third year senior in senior high school, but he had been taught by Marxist materialism for several years. He despised the feudal superstitions such as ghosts and gods.

However, when he saw that Yang Zimei and Zhenzi were the kind of beauties he liked, he happily ran into the ancestral hall and brought out two chairs.

"I won't sit for the moment. I'll see if Li Xiaoming is possessed by evil spirits."

Yang Zimei saw that Li Xiaoming, bound to a pillar, was about to dehydrate and collapse because she did not eat or drink for two days. It was important to save people. Otherwise, Aunt Li would die in a hurry.

In this world, no one knows better than her the pain and despair of losing her loved ones.

Aunt Li is such a son, equal to all her life.

"Master, this Li Xiaoming must be possessed by evil spirits. A boy who is well behaved will actually get pregnant. It is said that the boy has a son, which will harm the residents of one side, or the country and the people if it is serious. We don't want to burn him. But if we don't burn him, we will suffer. You see, the ancestral hall has been beaten by gods." The village head was helpless to point to the cracked ancestral hall beam road.

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