After Qi Lixin left, He Changzai insisted on changing a single room for his father.

At night, he sneaked in, checked his father's injuries, and used golden needles to help him heal.

After a hundred days of injured muscles and bones, after his treatment, He Jian'an will be able to be discharged from the hospital after a few more days of recuperation.

Among the immortals, there are three major characteristics, less food, less clothing, and less sleep.

He Chang found that since he entered the realm of attainment, he had all three of them.

Glancing at the gray sky outside, he didn't feel sleepy, and walked out of the room and downstairs.

Suddenly, He Chang saw two dark shadows in the hospital woods, as if they were talking about something, and he quietly leaned over.

An old man in his fifties, with gray hair, looked groveling, and said to a young man wearing a long gown, wrapping his body tightly, and carrying a yellow cloth bag embroidered with a Taiji diagram on his body, and his face was cold:

"Master Ren, my hospital is always dead, in the past month, 18 have died, you can see, is there something wrong with Feng Shui!"

Ren Rong touched his lips and said:

"The hospital is a place of sickness, mourning, and sorrow...... Dean Yang, this hospital has been open for a long time, and the dead air is gathering, this feng shui is not easy to change!"

"Master Ren, don't worry, I brought you what you wanted!"

Yang Zhenxing clapped his hands, and the two of them walked out of the dark corner of the woods carrying a stretcher and placed the stretcher in front of Ren Rong.

Ren Rong lifted the white cloth covering the stretcher, and a female corpse with a young face and delicate makeup was revealed, he reached out and pinched the female corpse's arm, smiled indifferently, and said in a deep voice: "The thing is not bad!"

Yang Zhenxing introduced: "This woman was only twenty-two years old and died of a cerebral hemorrhage...... I asked my classmates at the crematorium to get it!"

Ren Rong didn't say anything more, paced to the edge of the artificial river on the side of the woods, stretched out his hand to scoop up a dead fish, and muttered:

"The so-called Feng Shui is to avoid the wind and grasp the water, and the water is the best way to catch the qi...... You can see that all the fish in the river are dead, which proves that the water here is not enough to catch the heavy dead breath of the hospital and dissolve it!"

Yang Zhenxing frowned, his face looked very ugly, and said:

"So many people have died in this hospital in a month, if they die again, firstly, the reputation will be damaged, and no one will dare to come to see the doctor, and secondly, if you check it out above, I am afraid that the position of the dean will not be saved, Master Ren, you must help me!"

Ren Rong took out an iron box from the yellow cloth bag, opened it, threw a pure golden fish into the artificial river, and said to Yang Zhenxing:

"With this feng shui fish, you can ensure that no one dies in your hospital, but you have to turn the water in the artificial river into flowing living water, do you understand?"

Yang Zhenxing had a trace of doubt on his face and asked, "Can I use an aerator?"

Ren Rong suddenly spoke: "I, a feng shui fish, is extremely demanding on the environment, of course I can't use it!"

Yang Zhenxing looked embarrassed and said, "Master Ren, there is no river around here, you can't keep filling the artificial river with water for this fish!"

"It doesn't matter, I'll find you a spring, you just lead the water to the artificial river, of course you have to take care of this fish, you can't let it run away!"

While speaking, Ren Rong took out a bronze compass from the yellow cloth bag and began to locate it.

In front of the artificial river, about twenty paces or so, the cadre stopped, took out a small flag from the yellow cloth bag, planted it, and said to Yang Zhenxing:

"If you find someone to dig down here, you can dig a spring!"

Yang Zhenxing's face suddenly showed joy, and he hurriedly bowed his hand to Ren Rong, and said respectfully:

"Thank you Master Ren for your guidance, don't worry, if my classmates have a beautiful female corpse in the future, I will definitely contact you as soon as possible!"

"It's still the boss who understands the rules, then I'll go first!"

Ren Rong said a word, and was about to turn around and leave.

At this moment, He Changzai stood up from the side and looked at Ren Rongdao:

"You feng shui fish, you can't live for seven days, and after seven days, this hospital will continue to die!"

Hearing this, Ren Rong's body shook suddenly, stopped, looked at He Changzai intently, and asked:

"You also know Feng Shui?"

He Changzai smiled indifferently, "I know a little bit about it!"

Yang Zhenxing glanced He Changzai up and down, with a look of contempt on his face, and sneered:

"Do you know who this person in front of you is, the first feng shui master in Yangcheng, Master Ren, you talk about feng shui in front of him, isn't that playing with a big knife in front of Guan Erye, drying books in front of the master, and taking humiliation on himself...... This golden scale is the best among the feng shui fish, how can it die, it's ridiculous!"

Peers are enemies, the fight of feng shui, a slight difference in the pool, is life and death!

Ren Rong still didn't dare to underestimate He Chang, who could see at a glance that his feng shui fish would die, and said in a deep voice:

"Tell me, why did I, a feng shui fish, die!"

He Chang was unhurried and spoke slowly:

"Although water can gather and absorb the dead air between heaven and earth, but your feng shui fish is just a fish after all, it can't withstand the majestic dead air of the hospital, and it will definitely die!"

Yang Zhenxing stepped forward and pushed He Changzai, and said coldly: "You know a fart, it is impossible for Master Ren's golden scales to die, don't talk nonsense here, let's get out of here!"

He Chang smiled, "What about the golden scales, it's not that they can't cross the dragon gate and turn into a dragon...... Besides, even if the golden scales jump over the dragon gate and turn into a dragon, you little river won't be able to trap it!"

Ren Rong stared at He Changzai and said with a serious face:

"Then tell me how to change the feng shui pattern of this hospital!"

He Changzai's face was calm, and he said: "This is simple, four words, purple qi comes from the east!"

Legend has it that before Lao Tzu crossed the Hangu Pass, Guan Yin was happy to see that there was purple gas coming from the east, and knew that there would be a saint to pass the pass, and sure enough, Lao Tzu came riding a green ox.

It can be seen from this that the purple qi is auspicious qi, and if there is no great power that penetrates the heavens and the earth, it is impossible to attract the purple qi.

Ren Rong looked at He Changzai with an expression of disbelief on his face, and said mockingly:

"Don't be here to blow the atmosphere, our Ren family feng shui master has been passed down for a total of 14 generations, and no one has ever dared to say that it can attract purple qi, just you hairy boy, it is absolutely impossible to do this!"

"As the saying goes, saving a life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, and I don't want this hospital to be dead all the time, so I'll let you see today, what is the real feng shui...... Brushes, cinnabar?"

Ren Rong's eyes flickered, and he said sternly:

"Yes, yes, I don't know if you dare to agree to me, if you can't attract purple gas, you will never mention the word feng shui in the second half of your life, if you dare, I will let you use it!"

He Chang replied: "Why don't you dare!"

"Okay, have the courage, something for you!"

Ren Rong took out a brush from the yellow cloth bag, as well as a box of cinnabar that had already been adjusted, and threw it to He Changzai.

He Changzai took the things that Ren Rong threw over, and his mind was silent, serious, and focused on the vicinity of the artificial river, depicting obscure and mysterious spells.