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After that, windproof runes were quickly developed and distributed to everyone, but the runes in most people's hands were simply sealed in plastic.

Even so, this is the best solution at the moment. After all, facing the impending flood, time is running out and they cannot afford to hesitate or wait too much.

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"Please keep it, stick it on the glass, and then add a layer of tape to cover it completely."

The staff member smiled and handed a piece of yellow talisman paper to the resident, patiently explaining how to use it. However, a young man in the community expressed dissatisfaction with this and began to insult the staff member.

"What are you doing? Why are you still practicing feudal superstition?"

Faced with the young man's accusations, the staff member did not get angry and still answered with a smile.

“You can try it.”

But the young man threw the talisman paper on the ground without hesitation, and even wanted to step on it. At this moment, an old man came out of the house and scolded the young man.

"Do you understand? This is traditional culture, not feudal superstition."

The young man, frightened by last night's events, responded unconvinced.

"Humph, I don't believe this thing can have any effect! Instead of wasting your time and energy here, why don't you do something more meaningful! Like help me fix my house!"

The staff did not argue with him because they had to rush to the next location to distribute more talismans. The staff did not believe in these so-called runes at first.

But when he put on the talisman and went out, he was surprised to find that the surrounding trees were blown to and fro by the wind.

But there was not a trace of breeze around him. He could not believe the scene before him and was filled with shock.

Now he completely believed in this thing. As for whether he believed it or not, he would regret it in a few days. At this time, he walked to the gate of Huaning Yaoyuan.

. . . . . .

"Ding dong."

The doorbell rang, Hua Ningyao went downstairs to open the door, and the staff said to her with a smile on her face.

"Hello, please put this on the largest window, and remember to close the doors and windows tightly."

"Come in for a moment."

Hua Ningyao turned sideways. The staff member looked puzzled but still walked in.

As soon as he entered, he was shocked by the scene before him.

"This... is this some kind of magical formation?"

"Uh... this talisman of yours was made by me, so you don't have to send it to me." Hua Ningyao scratched his head embarrassedly.

"Oh, oh." The staff looked at Hua Ningyao with admiration, thinking to themselves, how amazing!

He walked into the yard and found that the trees in the yard were intact and the atmosphere was quiet and peaceful.

"Bye-Bye.

"Hua Ningyao smiled and sent the person out.

The young man next door was still arguing with the old man at home. She shook her head and said, "Believe it or not, you will believe it in two days."

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It won't take two days...

That night, strong winds blew again. Fortunately, all the plants had been cleared. However, the oldest tree in the community, which Hua Ningyao had noticed this morning, was now swaying in the wind.

When she went out, she found that there seemed to be a spirit in it, and thought that it must not have been easy for it to live for so many years.

This is an old tree that originally grew on the mountain. When the villa area was developed, the developer's boss preserved it.

They said that a tree that had lived for hundreds of years could not be moved, and during the construction period, a special protection zone was built for it and it was fenced off.

The wind tonight is stronger than yesterday. It was okay yesterday when I closed the windows, but I’m not so lucky today.

The large floor-to-ceiling window swayed in the wind, then made a loud noise and finally fell downstairs.

The noise naturally came from the home of the person next door who was cursing so harshly. Hua Ningyao asked Luo Qingyan to block out the sound, and she fell asleep peacefully.

the next morning……

"Oh my god, this is my house."

She heard the familiar crying voice again, and when she went out she saw the young man cursing God.

My goodness, he was talking about feudal superstition yesterday, but today even God is scolding him, and his father is pointing at his nose and scolding him.

"You idiot, I told you yesterday to stick this on the glass in the middle of the second floor, but you refused. Now the glass is all broken."

"Will it not break if I stick it on?"

"Are you blind? My room is not broken. I asked you not to put it up. You deserve it."

The old man gave him a sneer. Not everyone in the community had the stickers, but the glass that had them was fine.

Convection wind is a pressure difference. As long as the largest glass is not broken, the other glasses will not break so quickly.

The largest glass is most affected. As long as it is fine, the others will be fine. Moreover, this symbol is for an entire wall. That is, if you stick it on this wall, all the glass on the entire wall can be protected.

The glass on that side of the old man's house was fine, but when this side was broken, the wind blew directly into the house.

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Then a strong wind blew up, blowing all the furniture into pieces and smashing the glass hard, causing most of the glass in the house to shatter.

The glass of the households without film was almost completely broken. Hua Ningyao recalled that she did not seem to encounter such a strong storm that year, and the glass was only damaged when big hail hit.

She touched her nose gently and decided not to pay attention to these things anymore. After all, some people can only truly understand the truth after experiencing setbacks and lessons personally.

Now it was too late to regret, and they could only helplessly call and ask professionals to come and repair the windows.

However, in such severe and extreme weather, the situation is not optimistic. On the one hand, merchants may be too busy to take care of it;

On the other hand, some workers may not want to risk coming because they fear for their lives.

So they could only wait shivering in the windowless room.

In this way, three full days passed, and finally the official sent personnel to repair it, and the staff made it clear.

"We have already discussed that the repair is possible, but the workers' wages and the cost of the windows must be borne by you, and the price needs to be agreed upon in advance. Once an agreement is reached and payment is made on the spot, we will start the repair work immediately."

Obviously, officials aren't going to provide free maintenance services to these wealthy neighborhoods, after all.

These people are well-off and fully capable of paying the relevant fees. There is no need to waste public resources to solve their problems.

The most important thing is that many of the masters who are still working now are not official people, and they will not work if they are not paid.

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Most residents also paid for the repairs at their homes, and all the windows after the repairs had an extra talisman on them.