Feng Shui mystics all come from the Dao Gate, which is known to all Feng Shui masters.

However, since the extinction of the Buddha in the Yuan Dynasty, many Taoist inheritances have been severed, and the feng shui school has basically drawn a clear line with the Taoist sect.

Born out of the Daomen, the blue is better than the blue. This sentence is very popular in feng shui, and it has a feeling of deceiving teachers and destroying ancestors.

Watching this Qingfeng Dao Master cast a spell to exorcise evil spirits, the more he looked at it, the more painful it became.

Paper runes into fire, obviously phosphorus fire is not rune fire.

What is that painted on the incense case?Exorcism talisman?Meditation talisman?No matter how you look at it, it feels like a scribble.,It's okay for people who don't understand this thing.。

Also, what happened to the copper coin sword that was wielding it almost poked itself several times?

You might as well take a mahogany sword, at least a little lighter and a little more slippery.

Even if it's a deception, at least show a professional attitude, isn't it?

"Too high on the stage, the strain is non-stop, and the evil spirit is restricted...... Haste as a law!"

The old Taoist priest slapped the copper coin sword on Hong Yong's head, Hong Yong's body trembled, and it looked like he was beaten away by the copper coin sword, and the demonic yin qi in his body was actually painful.

At this moment, it is estimated that Hong Yong has a big bag on his head.

The old Taoist priest was panting, his face was covered with sweat, this set of tricks was processed, it was really not easy for such an old man, after all, it was a physical job.

The fat man was dazzled by the sidelines, poked me with his elbow, and whispered, "Look at how good people are!"

"Well, that's good!" I didn't know what to say, and I felt like I was going blind.

Hong Yong is also an old fritter who has been mixing on the road for many years, will he believe these?

It's just a rush to the doctor to find peace of mind!

After finishing the Fa, the Qingfeng Dao chief breathed a long sigh of relief, put away the gossip mirror, evil bells and other things on the incense case, and said to Hong Yong with a little sluggishness: "The demon is too strong, and the ability of the poor Dao is limited, so I can only temporarily keep Mr. Hong safe." There is also a talisman to ward off evil spirits here, which is made by the poor Dao with a lot of effort, and Mr. Hong can put it away closely......"

Hong Yong stood up and politely said to Qingfeng Dao Chang: "Dao Chang has worked hard, little respect, please accept it!"

A small leather bag was handed to the Qingfeng Dao Chief, who glanced at it, his eyes lit up, and he sang a trumpet: "Immeasurable Tianzun, Mr. Hong's auspicious people will definitely turn evil into auspiciousness!"

In that leather bag, there were a pile of red banknotes, estimated to be at least a hundred thousand.

I can earn so much in one trip, if it weren't for the fact that I was no longer short of money, I would like to find a Taoist temple to become a monk.

After a few words of greeting, Hong Yong sent the Qingfeng Daoist out of the villa, and the Qingfeng Daoist glanced at me and the fat man when he left, I don't know if it was my illusion, I felt that the Qingfeng Daoist looked at me with a trace of strangeness.

After sending the old Taoist priest away, Hong Yong tore off the pieces of yellow cloth on his body and ordered someone to get the incense case and other things in the villa outside.

Hong Yong poured me a cup of tea, smiled wryly and said, "Let you see the joke!"

Obviously, Hong Yong also knew that the Qingfeng Dao Master he had spent a lot of money on was unreliable.

"Boss Hong, I heard the fat man say, you haven't slept well at night these days, and you were almost killed last night?" I said straight to the point.

Hong Yong nodded, with a slight fear in his eyes, and said, "A few nights ago, at about twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, I would hear movement and the cry of a woman. Last night, I woke up from my sleep, but I couldn't move, and I could clearly feel my hands pinching my neck......"

Hong Yong said, and pulled his collar open, and there was indeed a pair of black palm prints on his neck.

I was lucky to look at Hong Yong's face.

The green and black qi lingered in the eyebrows, and there was a faint blood-red color.

Bad luck had come to his door, and there was a plague of blood, but I also noticed a hint of purple glow lingering around his brow.

This is the face of a noble person!

I pondered for a while, and said to Hong Yong: "Take me to see your villa, you can't let go of any corner!"

Hong Yong hurriedly got up and took me around his villa, especially his bedroom.

After looking at it, there is nothing strange about Feng Shui, since it is not a problem of Feng Shui, it is someone who targets Hong Yong. It shouldn't be the one-eyed youth, who could it be?

When I asked Hong Yong if he had provoked anyone recently, Hong Yong's face was a little strange and vague.

I suddenly realized that a person like him on the road, even if he provoked someone, he probably didn't know it!

As for what the grudge between him and the one-eyed young man was, he didn't want to say it until now, and I didn't bother to ask.

"Move out all the statues of Guan Gong and Bodhisattva in your villa, and I'll stay in the villa with you tonight to see who is doing ghosts!"

Hong Yong breathed a sigh of relief, showed joy, and after thanking him again and again, he hurriedly asked his subordinates to remove the statues in the villa.

At night, I kicked the fat man out of the villa, and Hong Yong and I stayed in the villa. I put him to bed while I sat in the corner of the bedroom, waiting.

Maybe it's because I'm relieved and trusting me, or maybe Hong Yong hasn't slept well for a few days, and he started snoring not long after he fell into bed.

Time passed little by little, and at twelve o'clock in the evening, the temperature in the bedroom plummeted, and the yin air became thicker.

"Whew~"

A dark wind blew in from the window, and a dark shadow appeared in the bedroom, a woman with a good figure, or a female ghost.

Her face was tattered, as if she had been slashed with a knife and axe, and a pair of green eyes stared at Hong Yong on the bed resentfully, as if there was some blood feud between them.

However, instead of throwing herself directly at Hong Yong on the bed, she turned her head to look at me sitting in the corner.

She didn't seem surprised, as if she had known that there was me in this room besides Hong Yong, and looked at me with a wary look.

"I was killed by him, this is a matter between us, can you leave it alone?" said the female ghost in a gloomy tone.

This made me feel a little surprised, and I raised an eyebrow and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

From her tone, she knew that I was not an ordinary person and was jealous of me.

"I don't know you, but I've heard of you!"

The female ghost said in a voice: "Feng Shui master helps people do nothing more than ask for money, if you don't interfere, I can tell you the password of Hong Yong's safe, and you can take the money in it as you like!"

The relationship between this female ghost and Hong Yong is definitely not shallow, she died because of Hong Yong, and revenge is due.

If it was before, maybe I would have fulfilled her, after all, Hong Yong is not a good thing, and if he dies, he can be regarded as contributing to society.

However, my gut tells me that there is something wrong with this.

Has she heard of me?

Who did you hear about it?

When I was about to ask, the female ghost had already pounced on Hong Yong on the bed.