Skilled in managing a house

"Young master, you gave him three trees today. Isn't this a bit hasty? If the old man is unhappy, I'm afraid it will be bad."

In a suite at the Forest Farm Hotel. The fifth young master stood in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside.

Uncle Du stood beside him, with a hint of worry on his face.

"Uncle Du, those are two thunder-cracked jujube trees. The family has sent people to all the forest farms, but most of the bets are thunder-cracked peach trees, and jujube trees are extremely rare. I gave him three trees, although it is not very appropriate. But I believe the old man will be very happy to take these two thunder-struck jujube trees back." The fifth young master said confidently.

"That's true. The only problem is that we didn't ask our family for instructions on this matter, so we made the decision on our own." Uncle Du said again worriedly.

"What are you asking for?" The fifth young master said disdainfully: "I make the decision here. If I ask for instructions on everything, then I will become a decoration. I have already thought about it, and I will ask someone to contact the boy later and pay a high price to buy these three trees. Buy the tree back."

"Can he sell it?" Uncle Du asked.

"Don't you see it? This kid has never seen much of the world at first glance. Our three trees were given to him for 50 million yuan, so he can make another fortune. How can he not be happy?" The fifth young master said.

"What if it thunders and rains again tonight?" Uncle Du said.

"Look at the weather today, can it thunder and rain?" the fifth young master asked.

"Last night seemed to be similar to today." Uncle Du said in a low voice.

"Then it would really be better like this. If you spend money to buy it back, you can at most give one as a reward. Speaking of which, if it really rains and thunders today, then there will be a ghost!" the fifth young master said carelessly.

Unbeknownst to the two of them, while they were talking, a Mercedes-Benz sedan had quietly arrived outside the forest farm's courtyard wall.

Zhang Yu came out of the car, took a few steps to the wall, and easily climbed over it.

This was the same road he walked last night. He walked very fast along the mountain, but he was obviously different today from yesterday. He also prepared a thunder method on his left palm, just to guard against the tree.

As we walked, we were not far from the camphor tree.

The faint aroma is very refreshing, and the aroma is as heavy as last night, still carrying an evil aura.

Zhang Yu became more and more curious. When he came during the day, he didn't feel this way. The fragrance was there, but where did the evil spirit come from?

He held his breath and slowly came to the camphor tree.

The wind was neither too strong nor too weak tonight, the leaves were rustling, and the shadows of the big trees were all normal. Zhang Yu smiled slightly at the big tree and continued walking forward without making a sound.

He had already made up his mind not to deal with the tree in a hurry, but to wait until later. In addition, he also wanted to feel if he had the same feeling of being stared at last night.

Sure enough, when he walked past the camphor tree, he immediately felt a pair of eyes looking at him.

"It seems like it is still the case." Zhang Yu muttered to himself, but did not look back and just walked forward.

Come to the top of the mountain.

Zhang Yu took out the magic weapon for praying for rain. After placing it, heavy rain poured down.

He held the talisman paper in his hand. In the heavy rain, Zhang Yu's clothes were soaked through, but the talisman paper in his hand was like a plastic product. There was no sign of getting wet at all, that is, there were water drops hanging on it.

Zhang Yu first found the golden nanmu tree. When he got closer, he could feel the Yin energy emanating from it.

A thunder talisman was fired, and Zhang Yu recited a spell in his mouth at the same time.

"Boom!"

The sky thunder struck down, and the golden nanmu immediately burst into flames.

When the thunder and fire disappeared, Zhang Yu jumped into the guardrail. He could feel the spiritual energy emanating from the golden nanmu, but this spiritual energy was not as strong as the thunder-struck peach wood he saw yesterday.

In Zhang Yu's opinion, this should be the difference between golden nanmu and peach wood.

However, the same thing seemed to happen after he chopped down a peach tree. The same thunder struck the peach wood, killing the Yin spirit inside, causing the Yin spirit's spiritual energy to disperse into the big tree, but the effect was still not as good as that of the Heavenly Thunder that corrected the Eight Meridians.

"Could it be that the thunder released by the thunder-inducing technique is different from the thunder struck by God?" Zhang Yu hesitated for a moment, and then he had a problem with it. It's not that they are different. They were all struck by the sky. How big a difference can there be.

The difference lies not in other places, but in the shadow spirits on the trees.

When God struck down thunder, it was because the Yin spirit had become a strong force. The situation now was different. Before the Yin spirit had become a strong force, he was asked to kill it directly with the thunder-inducing technique, and the effect was naturally less effective.

Zhang Yu walked to the last peach tree and pondered in his mind whether to chop it down.

It's not impossible to keep the peach trees until the weather is right, and then let God strike down them with thunder. But the problem is that during the day today, I used a high imitation of lightning-struck jujube to fool the fifth young master.

If you leave a tree here like this, God knows if the other party will play some tricks. After all, there must be experts in the Qiao family, otherwise they would not hang up this red cloth with a seal.

As long as the red cloth is removed, God knows whether the Yin spirit inside will come out. If someone releases it, I'm afraid this tree will become a peach tree by then.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yu was naturally not polite and used a move to attract the thunder talisman.

"Boom!"

Thunder struck, and the thunderfire hit the peach tree and extinguished after a moment. This peach tree also possesses spiritual energy.

"It's raining again!" "It's thundering again!"

The Fifth Young Master and Uncle Du in front of the hotel window were startled when they saw the rain. When they saw lightning and thunder, they were immediately dumbfounded.

This is too exaggerated. After someone bought the tree, it thundered and rained again that night. It was just a joke.

"Uncle Du! Do you think it was that boy's tree that you chopped down again?" The fifth young master was obviously very surprised.

Although I said before, if the one who hacked was Zhang Yu's, he could buy it at a high price. But the problem is that this is too weird.

Uncle Du was still relatively experienced and said, "Master, why do I feel like this kid is a bit evil now?"

"What do you say?" the fifth young master asked.

"Others are staying in this hotel, but they are the only ones who don't live here. Yesterday there was a sudden thunder and rain, maybe it was a coincidence, so if it was raining and thundering again today, it can't be that Lei Gong is his father." Uncle Du said with a frown.

"That's true." The fifth young master nodded.

"Master, I think otherwise, let's call home now and ask for advice." Uncle Du said again.

"This" the fifth young master hesitated for a moment, then shook his head, "No! Let's wait and see tomorrow. If it's not his, wouldn't it be a false alarm? What will the old man and the family think of me? Wait until tomorrow Once I’m sure, I’ll make my own decision!”

Zhang Yu carried his bag and walked towards the way he came, and soon came to the camphor tree again.

In the heavy rain, the camphor wood was very honest, but Zhang Yu could still feel the evil energy in it.

Camphor wood cannot be used to make talisman paper, but I guess it can also be used to make some magic weapons. A thunder-drawing talisman appeared in his palm, and Zhang Yu was about to strike out the thunder-drawing talisman.