After the BMW convoy left the roadside of Xiguan Street for a long time, it came to the suburbs, and then entered a village, in fact, this is the famous urban village in Lingnan, and it is also the most special kind of clan village, there is a tall archway at the entrance of the village, and there are three big characters of Xuhang Village written on it.

At least half of the people in the whole village are surnamed Xu, the history of the village is about more than 800 years, and the development has maintained its own clan culture until now, the whole village has a total of more than 30,000 people, and the people in the village account for more than two-thirds, only a small part of the people from outside the village come to live.

After the very dazzling BMW motorcade drove into the village, some villagers did not cause much shock when they saw it, as if they were all used to this motorpile, and many people nodded to the old man in Tang costume in the slow-moving lead car.

"Uncle Seven, are you back?"

"Hello Uncle Tang!"

The "crunch" head car stopped in front of a big mansion, the doors opened one after another, Uncle Tang Qi came down and waved his hand to the people in the door, and said with a polite smile: "Trouble everyone, please inside." ”

The people who were invited in Xiguan Street bowed their hands one after another, some nodded their heads, and didn't seem to have any complaints about the nearly two-hour drive, so they followed Uncle Tang into the door of the mansion with the words "Xu Fu" engraved on the porch.

Wang Changsheng and the eight beards walked at the back, and when they came to the door, he suddenly looked back at the right rear, where there was a very ancient, vicissitudes, and a building with a strong historical atmosphere, with the words "Xu's ancestral hall" written on it.

"What are you looking at, little brother, let's go?" Eight Skimmers pulled him, Wang Changsheng said nothing, but his eyes were still looking at the ancestral hall in surprise.

Others may not be able to see it, there is a cloud of aura lingering in the sky above the ancestral hall, churning up and down, and even in the direction of all directions in the distance, there is a faint breath that is slowly flowing towards the ancestral hall.

Lao Tzu sanctified, there is Hongmeng purple gas from the east, once the Son of Heaven sat in the capital above the yellow gas lingering, the ancestral hall is a family sacrifice and worship place, on behalf of the family's luck, good luck naturally means that the family is continuing to prosper.

The ancestral hall of the Xu clan in Xuhang Village is strong, and there must be extremely rich financial resources in this village, and there are even people in high positions, and at least someone must be ranked as a feudal official, otherwise the luck above this ancestral hall will definitely not go straight to the sky.

"This village is not simple" Wang Changsheng turned around and followed Ba Xuanhu into the door of the Xu family's mansion.

The house of the Xu family is very large, much bigger than the courtyard of the courtyard in the courtyard of the capital, there are pavilions and pavilions, rockeries and flowing water, it is a bit exaggerated to say that it is a private garden, but this Xu family's mansion is almost less.

Wang Changsheng asked softly: "What is the origin of this Xu family, such a big family." ”

Ba Qi Hu said as a matter of course: "Big family, didn't I say it?"

Wang Changsheng said speechlessly: "I mean concrete"

Eight Hu shook his head and said: "I don't know the specifics, but there are a lot of rumors outside, there are said that the real estate outside the urban village is opened by them, and the industrial park in the far Guangfo area is also operated by them, it is said that the most prosperous streets in Lingnan, one of the industries are theirs, but these are all hearsay, who knows, hehe, but there is one thing I know is true."

"What?"

Eight Hu said: "My family is also a local indigenous person in Lingnan, I heard my grandfather say when I was a child, his grandfather's generation Xu Xing Village was already there, the old lady of the Xu family celebrates his birthday every year, and the emperor in the capital will specially send someone to travel thousands of miles to send a congratulatory gift, and the year before last, the patriarch of the Xu family was born on his 80th birthday, and the village set up a seven-day flowing water seat, and on the last day, several wealthy businessmen on Hong Kong Island came. ”

Wang Changsheng was also a little shocked when he heard this, this kind of ancient village that has lasted for about a thousand years can still maintain its former appearance, and its background is too terrifying.

Passing through the courtyard in front, there is an antique two-story small building in the courtyard behind, that Uncle Tang Qi led everyone in, there were two people sitting in the hall of the building, one holding a dragon head with both hands and his hair was white, and his right hand side was a middle-aged man with a comb on his back, the expressions of the two were very solemn before, but after seeing Uncle Tang Qi leading people in, they were relieved a lot.

Uncle Tang Qi half-bowed, maintaining the family etiquette of the ancient society in his speech and demeanor, he whispered a few words in front of the two, the middle-aged man with his back combed nodded, stood up, and then bowed towards Wang Changsheng and them.

"Excuse me, my daughter had a problem some time ago, and she couldn't take a good look at it after using a lot of methods, knowing that there are a lot of strange people and strange things on our Lingnan Xiguan Street, so I take the liberty to invite you to come and take a look......"

These people bowed their hands in unison, and said polite words in a respectful tone, and then the middle-aged man began to introduce them, and the eight-handed beard next to Wang Changsheng also whispered to him.

The old man who sat on the Taishi chair with the dragon head in both hands and did not say a word is the patriarch of the Xu clan, a well-deserved NO1 character in Xu Xing Village, and the one who spoke was his eldest son named Xu Shengtang, this Tang Qi Uncle is a distant relative of the Xu family, and he is a housekeeper in this Xu family's mansion.

Half a month ago, Xu Shengtang's daughter was on a business trip in the field, and suddenly she fainted without knowing why, first a simple investigation in the local hospital, and after no result, the Xu family immediately took the person back to Lingnan and sent it directly to the ICU of the main hospital.

The Xu family must not be satisfied with this answer, and after a day, they sent the person to the Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital with better medical conditions, and various experts invited a lot of them over, but the result was the same as always, and then the old patriarch of the Xu family spoke and took the person back from the hospital and sent him home.

This is the scene where Uncle Tang invited people from Xiguan Street today, if you can't see a one, two, or three today, the Xu family will pick up people from outside Lingnan tomorrow.

Xu Shengtang's daughter lives upstairs, and after he finished his introduction, he led people upstairs, Wang Changsheng followed behind, and when he walked up the stairs, he looked back at the old man who was sitting silently on the Taishi chair, and the other party suddenly felt it, and also looked over at this time, the two glanced at each other, Wang Changsheng smiled, and followed behind Ba Qiaohu with his hands behind his back.

In an elegant and quiet bedroom, the curtains were drawn and the lights were on, there was a woman lying quietly on the bed, and a woman with a sad face was sitting next to her, Xu Shengtang patted her shoulder after coming over, the woman wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said with a forced smile: "My daughter's illness, just trouble, everyone......"

Wang Changsheng's eyes fell on the woman on the bed through the crowd behind him, except for her appearance, there was really nothing unusual on her face, just like she was asleep, covered with a thin quilt underneath.

The people on Xiguan Street discussed a few words in a low voice, and they all seemed to have more respect for the old doctor Dong of the Heshan Hall, he sat on the edge of the bed first, lifted the corner of the quilt, picked up the other party's arm and stretched out two of them on her wrists, and then opened her eyelids with the other hand.

After a while, the old Mr. Dong wrinkled his brows and said: "The pulse is stable, the qi and blood are normal, it doesn't seem to be anything unusual at first glance, but it's ......"

There are two words that sometimes after you hear them, they will make people's hearts "chuckle", that is, but, when one of these two words appears, it usually means that a great turning point is about to appear, this Dong Lao Chinese medicine doctor seems to have some ability, he continued after a pause.

"Miss Tang has not eaten for a few days, nor has she hung the nutrient solution, but the person has not seen emaciation and blood qi has not been lost, which is called soul locking in traditional Chinese medicine, that is to say, people have entered a state similar to hibernation, and the brain is out of deep sleep, if in Western medicine, this condition is called vegetative person. ”

Xu Shengtang's wife immediately leaned on him as soon as her body became weak, Xu Shengtang sighed and said: "The Hong Kong Sanatorium and Hospital also said so, but it couldn't find the cause and symptoms of the disease, I don't know what Mr. Dong's opinion is?"

Dong Lao shook his head with a wry smile and said: "I'm sorry, Mr. Tang is helpless in this situation, but I suggest that you can invite Maoshan, Dragon Tiger, Heavenly Master and other Taoist disciples to come and take a look, in the study of the Three Souls and Seven Spirits, their Taoism is orthodox."

Mr. Zou, who was known as a god behind Dong Lao, also nodded and said: "I look at Miss Tang's face, it doesn't look like a short-lived appearance that died early, there must be room for it."

Xu Shengtang said, "Then do you have any advice?"

Mr. Zou shook his head and said: "Let's stop at the point, no matter how deep I am, I can't see it, and the Tao is limited...... I think Dong Lao's opinion is good, the disciples of the Buddhist sect can be invited to come and have a look, of course, if the Xu family can invite the major masters, it should be more secure."

Ba Xuanhu whispered: "The excuse commonly used by charlatans, this surnamed Zou is said in Xiguan Street that he is the best at pretending to be a ghost, and some people say that he is very accurate, but I have seen him tell fortunes to people a few times, and he will say that the Tao is limited and it is difficult to obey fate, oops, isn't this just impossible to make up?"

Wang Changsheng smiled: "Then what are you doing on Xiguan Street?"

Ba Qiaohu had a clever look in his eyes, and said in his ear: "I'm joining in the fun, I can get a lot of money for a trip to get a lot of money, so a fool won't do it."

Ba Zhihu may be a real charlatan, but that Mr. Zou is not, and the sentence he said is limited in his deeds and forgives his fate is not a pretext.

Wang Changsheng knew that he really couldn't be strong, otherwise he would have to live for at least three or five years, no one would let himself live a few years less for this money, this Mr. Zou should have seen that Xu Shengtang's daughter's life was covered, and he didn't have the ability to break this shackle, unless he would rather lose a few years of his yang life and force the other party to make a divination.

The people on Xiguan Street in Lingnan do really have a few skills, and there are talents in the rivers and lakes.