"Purpose? What purpose can we have..." Fang Yuan downplayed: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Big Boss, I understand, I understand..." The man lowered his head and smiled, "Don't worry, I know the rules. I will never reveal any slightest words before I choose the specific position..."

That man was not stupid. He knew that Fang Yuan was a Feng Shui master. He also heard that Fang Yuan and others had been wandering the mountain these days, so he must immediately infer what their purpose was. So after thinking about it for a night, he also felt that this was an opportunity, an opportunity to make money.

After all, he has a grudge with Fang Yuan and others, but he has no grudge with money. As long as he can get benefits, turn enemies into friends, and smile when he meets and eliminates grudges, there is absolutely no psychological barrier for him.

No wonder the villagers called him Er Laizi. This kind of rogue temperament is indeed very unpopular.

At this time, Fang Yuan's eyes also had a bit of stern light: "Are you threatening us?"

"I dare not, absolutely not." The man shook his head quickly and bowed his head, "I just want to help. I ask all the big guys to give me a bite of food, there is no other meaning."

Sanger suddenly spoke, "Are you really familiar with the surrounding landscape situation?"

"It's too ripe." The man nodded like a chicken pecking at rice: "It's not that I'm bragging, even if I close my eyes, I can still circle the mountain without falling."

"Isn't this called bragging?" The others were speechless.

Of course, this is just a small detail and no one expressed concern. After considering it seriously, Sanger whispered: "Brother Fang, I have to find a guide anyway. What do you think of him?"

Sanger was confident that under their force of suppression, the man did not dare to play any tricks. On the contrary, he would keep it honestly and not disclose any information.

Fang Yuan thought for a while and did not rush to express his opinion, but asked, "What's your name? Have you learned Feng Shui?"

"My name is Sang Er, you guys just call me waiter." The man nodded and said, "To be honest, I have learned some Feng Shui from people, but they are all superficial. I definitely can't compare with you..."

"Well, I can see that it is indeed superficial and has no level." Fang Yuan said in a low voice: "I haven't learned much of the essence of Feng Shui. I have learned a lot of methods from the world, putting the cart before the horse."

"Yes, yes, what you taught me is your lesson." Sang Er did not look angry at all, but instead he carefully reviewed himself: "I was wrong. I shouldn't have cheated you. I'm sorry to the heavens, I'm sorry to the earth, and I'm sorry to the elders and the elders and the fellow villagers in the middle."

Fang Yuan looked at Sang Er's expression seriously, but shook his head slightly. Because he didn't feel much sincerity in Sang Er's words. In other words, Sang Er just habitually "repent" it, not sincerely repent and reforming himself.

However, these are also some details. Fang Yuan does not have the moral integrity of a saint. He thinks that Sang Er's character is not good, so he doesn't need him to help him do things. After weighing the pros and cons, Fang Yuan nodded slightly to Sangge, indicating that there is no problem.

"Since you are willing to help, then follow." Sanger's eyes turned slightly cold as he spoke: "But you'd better be more at ease. Otherwise..."

"Don't worry, big guy, I'm absolutely sane and will not cause trouble for everyone." Sang Er smiled happily, and then asked quickly: "By the way, are you going to go? Where are you going?"

"Do you know where the source of the stream outside the village is?" Fang Yuan asked.

"Is there a Feng Shui treasure land near the village?" This is Sanger's question.

The two of them spoke in unison, and one of them asked a question, which made Sang Er dumb for a while. He didn't know whose question should be answered first. However, his reaction was not slow and immediately smiled and said, "I really know where the source of the stream is. As for whether there is a Feng Shui treasure land, this..."

Sang Er glanced at Fang Yuan and said smoothly: "I just understand Feng Shui's skin and have only a little understanding. Even if there is a Feng Shui treasure land, I can't see it."

"Yeah." Sanger had no expression on his face. He didn't know whether he was happy or depressed. He said calmly: "You know the place, then lead the way."

"Dear bosses, please go here." Sang Er became more active and hurriedly led the way forward.

The group of people walked to the entrance of the village. When a group of villagers saw Sang Er leading the way, they were surprised and surprised.

"Er Laizi, what are you doing?" Someone couldn't help but shout, "That's an important guest in the village. You can't do something... bad."

"Uncle, I'm leading the way for them." Sang Er smiled and said, "Do you understand? I'm working as a guide for them and taking them around the mountain. This is a serious matter."

"Really?" The villager looked at Fang Yuan and others, showing a look of inquiry.

"It's more true than pearl gold." Sang Er hurriedly turned around and said, "Bosses, you have to testify for me."

After Sanger's confirmation, the villagers believed Sang Er, but they were still worried: "Brothers, if you want to find a guide, then you should say it earlier. Anyone in the village can do it, so don't need to look for him..."

Sang Er quit when he heard this: "Uncle, what are you doing? After all, it's a family. Why did you tear me off? Even if I have offended you before, I apologized to you. Why do you have to cheat me like this?"

"I'm not cheating you, but I'm afraid you cheat others..." The villager told the truth.

"Uncle, how dare I do it~~" Sang Er carefully glanced at Fang Yuan and others, and it was also a big truth.

"You have been like this since you were a child. If you don't fight for three days, you will dare to go to the house and remove the tiles. What else can you dare not?" The villager glared and said, "I warn you not to cause trouble in the village."

"Uncle, just believe me once." Sang Er said helplessly: "I am really refreshed and plan to be a good person."

"You have said this dozens of times." The villagers were very suspicious: "But over the years, I have only seen you get into trouble, but I have never seen you correct me..."

"This time, it's different." Sang Er pointed to Tian Yiri and said, "I'm really changing..."

"Who believes?" Many people sneered.

The two were entangled and were a little delayed. Seeing this, Sanger simply said, "Uncle, don't worry, we are just walking on the mountain. Can he still kidnap us away?"

"That's right." Sang Er quickly agreed, then waved his hand and said, "Uncle, I won't talk to you anymore, it will take time. I'll lead the way. Let's talk about it when we come back if we have something to do."

While speaking, Sang Er fled directly and waited outside the village for Fang Yuan and others.

When everyone got together again, Sang Ercai explained while leading the way: "Dear bosses, don't listen to their words. I think I am unforgivable. In fact, this is prejudice..."

"I both died when I was a child. I grew up eating a hundred families. But you also know that the village is in a difficult situation and I often don't have enough food. Are children ignorant? If they don't eat, they will definitely do something stealing."

Sang Er defended himself: "This is nature, very normal. Actually, I haven't done it many times, but they directly decided that I'm not a good thing... Alas, this is forced by life, and I can't do anything about it."

Fang Yuan curled his lips and refused to comment.

Life is forced, there is no way, it is all blamed on society, this is a system problem...

The above are basically excuses that many people make for themselves after doing something wrong, as if they can continue to make mistakes with peace of mind. They never consider that external factors often work together with internal factors.

Under the same external environment, although many people have gone on a wrong path, many people have also gone straight to the current and become respected people and contribute to society.

Therefore, good people and bad people are their own choices, and they cannot shirk their responsibilities all.

Sang Er was nagging himself, but no one cared about him. After a long time, he felt bored and changed the topic tactfully, and said a little proudly: "Boss, you want to find the source of the stream, so that's right to come to me. I dare say that the whole village is probably the only one who knows where the source of the stream is."

"Why do you only know?" Fang Yuan asked casually, feeling that Sang Er was boasting again.

"Because many years ago, I walked along the stream and walked for about two or three days before I could reach the source of the stream." Sang Er said: "No one in the village has done such a feat."

"Really?" Fang Yuan was still very suspicious.

"Absolutely," Sang Er swallowed his throat, as if he was drooling: "Dear bosses, you don't know, it's mainly because the time has passed. If you come here two or three months in advance, you will find that there will be a kind of silverfish in the stream."

"That kind of small silverfish is only the size of a tail finger, soft and boneless, and the meat is very delicious. But the quantity is very rare. In order to have a full meal, I simply fished along the stream as soon as I was ruthless." Sang Erhongguang said with a face full of energy: "After two or three days, I finally got a pound of it, and came back to fry it in the oil pan. That taste..."

Sang Er wiped his mouth and felt endlessly: "It will never be forgotten for life."

Judging from Sang Er's expression, it doesn't look like he is lying. Fang Yuan can only sigh that the potential of foodies is really endless.

Of course, Sang Er said that the entire village was skeptical as long as he accomplished such a feat. However, it would be fine to prove that he did know where the source of the stream was. No matter how he blew other things, it would not affect the overall situation anyway.

In short, under the leadership of Sang Er, everyone avoided many detours, but after walking for four or five hours, they finally arrived at the source of the stream.

The moment he saw the source, Fang Yuan and others were stunned. To be honest, they had imagined what the source of the stream looked like. Some people guessed it was a deep pool of water, while others guessed it was a spring in the cracks of stones. But when they really came to the source, everyone immediately realized that all their previous guesses were wrong.

No one expected that the source of the stream would be a lake, a lake on a mountain.

And this is not an ordinary mountain lake, but a majestic mountain that is as high as the sky and at least a few hundred meters above sea level. The peak of the mountain that was supposed to be awl-shaped is sunken and turned into a small lake.

This kind of lake also has a proprietary term, which should be called Tianchi... (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, novels are better, updated and faster!
Chapter completed!