After exchanging lives, the metaphysical female partner became the favorite of a wealthy family

"Who are you? You dare to teach me a lesson here."

Ye Sen claims to be Mr. Ye's nephew. He has always been lawless and never looked down upon others.

"Ye Sen, shut up, Shaoyang is my partner, you are talking too much."

Mr. Ye's tone was impatient.

When did uncle cooperate with such a person?

He actually never knew.

Ye Sen, who was scolded, suppressed the murderous look in his eyes.

Li Qiao was standing under the bridge. Mr. Ye came over and asked, "Is there anything wrong?"

"dig."

Li Qiao pointed to the center of the bridge!

So, Mr. Ye immediately called two people, and they dug hard with shovels.

They didn't know what they were going to dig up.

Ye Sen, who was standing on the shore, had a hint of irritation in his eyes.

"Uncle, how can you listen to her? These are the Feng Shui we have prepared in advance. Once dug, it will destroy the Feng Shui."

He tried to block it.

Li Qiao warned: "Keep digging deeper."

Li Shaoyang, who was standing aside, joined in.

Ye Sen on the shore was holding his cell phone anxiously, looking behind him from time to time.

The car lights are bright in the distance and gradually approaching.

Ye Sen shouted happily: "Uncle, grandpa is here, stop now."

Under Ye Sen's order, the people following him went down to stop them from digging the hole.

A white-haired old man got out of the proud car.

He just stood there with an air of calm and authority.

"Grandpa, you are finally here."

Ye Sen walked forward happily.

"Dad, it's already o'clock, why are you here?"

Mr. Ye glanced at Ye Sen with complicated eyes. He made the decision without permission and asked the old man to come out, disobeying his order.

"If Xiaomori didn't tell me, I wouldn't have known you were messing around here. Zhengfei, you should know that those in our industry are most taboo about damaging Feng Shui."

"Dad, there are problems with our projects one after another, so I invited the master to take a look today."

Mr. Ye introduced Li Qiao.

The old man studied Li Qiao, a trace of displeasure flashed in his eyes.

"How can a young man be a master of metaphysics? Zhengfei, what on earth are you doing?"

"Grandpa, my uncle was bewitched by her. She wanted to destroy our feng shui. This project is taken very seriously by the higher ups. If something goes wrong, our Ye family..."

After speaking for a while, Mr. Ye's face darkened.

"It's a matter of honor and disgrace to the Ye family. No one can touch the feng shui here."

Ye Sen was secretly happy, his eyes filled with triumph.

"I disagree."

Mr. Ye retorted.

Li Qiao could see clearly from the side.

"Mr. Ye, if you stop me today, you will never build this bridge in this life. Now it's the bridge's problem, and one day later it will be the people's problem." Li Qiao smiled nonchalantly. She seemed quiet, but in fact sometimes His words go straight to the heart.

The Ye family members stared at Li Qiao with unkind eyes.

Mr. Ye was the only one with the question of seeking knowledge.

Li Qiao ignored the gazes of others and pointed to the place where she had just dug the hole.

"The answer is here. Whether to dig it out or not is up to you."

It's not her project, so Li Qiao is certainly not in a hurry.

"You can't dig, you can't dig -" Ye Sen shouted nervously.

The only person who can stop him now is Mr. Ye.

"Grandpa, you can't dig. If you damage the feng shui, something will happen to our Ye family. Grandpa, you can't listen to this girl's nonsense."

Ye Sen tried his best to stop him.

Mr. Ye, who was walking around the shopping mall, had already noticed something was wrong.

"Dig." Mr. Ye affirmed.

Mr. Ye stared at Mr. Ye with deep eyes.

"Something happened, can you solve it?"

"Dad, I believe in the master."

Li Qiao, who was trusted, glanced at Mr. Ye.

What an old fox who never suffers.

"I'll give you a perfect answer."

After finishing speaking, Li Qiao once again directed them to continue digging.

The hopeless Ye Sen clenched his fists tightly and his eyes were a little fierce under the light.

"There's something... there's really something..."

"We dug everything clean before, how could there be anything?"

"dig it out!"

"Buckwheat...this is a jar, not too small."

Li Shaoyang and others worked together to move out of the jar.

"How come there is such a thing?" Mr. Ye was puzzled.

Such a big jar would definitely be found under the bridge during construction.

"Mr. Ye, I don't know either... We cleaned everything up at that time."

Suddenly a big jar appeared, and they were confused.

Li Qiao: "Open."

When the three of them were about to open the lid, Li Qiao suddenly said: "You... forget it, just open it."

Li Shaoyang's heart skipped a beat.

He stood on Li Qiao's side and stopped stepping forward to help.

It was rare that his second brother was smart, so Li Qiao smiled happily.

The other two people worked together to open the lid, and two screams sounded instantly.

"People...dead people...are dead people..."

"Ahhhhh, dead people, two..."

Mr. Ye stepped forward and was shocked when he saw clearly that there was a boy and girl inside.

Even Mr. Ye, who had seen countless ups and downs, turned pale at this time.

With trembling hands, he pointed at Mr. Ye.

"You did it?"

"I did not do that."

Mr. Ye explained.

"Buckwheat, what is this? Why are there these under the bridge..." Li Shaoyang was now scared and angry.

Who wants to harm children?

Li Qiao's eyes swept across Ye Sen's flustered face.

"Driving raw piles!"

Li Qiao said.

Three simple words exploded in the crowd.

The Ye family is in the construction industry, so of course they know what driving piles means.

This is why Mr. Ye asked Mr. Ye immediately.

"Buckwheat, what does driving piles have to do with these children?"

Li Shaoyang was puzzled.

"Driving raw piles is also called soul-borrowing piles. The earliest record of driving raw piles is Lu Ban Shu. This bad habit is an architectural technique handed down from ancient times.

The purpose is to sacrifice to the so-called 'god' to bless yourself, prevent damage to the local feng shui, and achieve a smooth project! "

The people present seemed to be restrained.

Li Shaoyang's eyes moved slightly, showing anger: "This is obviously a disregard for human life. For the sake of selfishness, the lives of innocent children are killed. It would be strange if such a project can go smoothly!"

"It's a vicious and ineffective method to shake the bridge with its soul. Only a fool would believe it. Something will happen now."

Li Qiao was neither in a hurry nor in a hurry, and Ye Sen's face turned blue and white.

Li Qiao pointed at the mulberry trees and scolded the Sophora japonica trees, and he could tell.

With the accidents happening one after another in the bridge, and what she just said, people would also have accidents in another day, Mr. Ye didn't dare to neglect Li Qiao.

He respectfully asked for advice.

"Master, our projects have been having troubles one after another. Is it related to them?"

Mr. Ye looked at the children in the jar with a heavy heart.

"Yes."

"Master, do you know who did it?" Mr. Ye suddenly asked.

He stared at Li Qiao and had already guessed it, but he needed Li Qiao's cooperation.

"I know, that person is right here, am I right, Ye Sen, Master Ye." Li Qiao looked at Ye Sen.

He was furious on the spot: "You framed me, grandpa, uncle, don't listen to her nonsense, I didn't do it."