At night.

Mu Bingtian and Wang Yaru sat at home waiting for Mu Ran and Luo Fan to come back, the dining table was already full of food, and it looked like it had been carefully prepared.

Waiting left and right, the two waited until seven o'clock, and they didn't see Mu Ran and Luo Fan come back, Wang Yaru couldn't help it.

"Does his talk count?" she asked, "He turned his face against us on the day of the divorce, and you still expect him to have a good face for you now?"

Mu Bingtian didn't speak, he was also worried.

The two sat down for a while.

"You say, what kind of ability does this Luo Fan really have?" asked Wang Yaru.

Mu Bingtian shook his head and said, "He said that he asked Ran Ran to go to Jinbaozhai to find him, and Lao Sun said that Jinbaozhai is Master Feng's shop, so it won't be such a coincidence." ”

"But I always feel a little mysterious?" Wang Yaru still didn't believe it.

"I used to be similar to what you thought, if it weren't for my father's knowledge of Luo Fan's master Qianzu Tomb, I wouldn't have been in contact with it!" Mu Bingtian sighed.

"Then if Luo Fan really has any real ability, could it be that we were blinded before?"

In the end, they still couldn't wait for Luo Fan, Mu Ran went home alone, Luo Fan just sent her to the door, watched her walk into the villa and left.

Mu Ran was inevitably questioned.

"You said you went to Luo Fan's house?", Mu Bingtian asked, "Doesn't he have no place to live in Jiangcheng? Where is his house?"

"It's in the alley next to Wenwan Street, it's a big yard!" Mu Ran recalled and said, "The house looks quite old, antique, just like the one on TV, it's beautiful!"

What is this place?

Mu Bingtian recalled the residences near Wenwan Street in Jiangcheng, that area did have some history, there were many old houses, but they were almost dilapidated and couldn't live in them, or they were later flipped.

The kind of old building that Mu Ran said in her mouth really didn't pay attention to it.

However, there may be a few well-preserved ones.

"Oh, the most interesting thing is that there is actually a door hanging outside the gate of his house like in ancient times!" Mu Ran suddenly said again, "I don't know the words on it!"

"There is a door, but you don't know the words, you always remember a few words!" Wang Yaru asked funny.

"Of course I remember this, three words, the last one looks like an attic, but I'm not sure, and I didn't pay much attention to it at the time. Mu Ran said.

When Mu Bingtian heard this, she just wanted to ask something more, but Mu Ran's mobile phone rang suddenly, she took it out and looked at it, and then stood up, "Xiaoya phone, I won't tell you, I'll go back to the room!"

After speaking, Mu Ran walked upstairs while talking on the phone.

"I'll just say that Luo Fan is not a fuel-efficient lamp, if he really has such a yard, why have you never heard him say it in our family for three years? If he is really so rich and has a background, can he still keep silent in our family all these years, and wait until the day of divorce to have a seizure?" Wang Yaru said angrily.

"I'll figure it out!" Mu Bingtian replied thoughtfully.

After sending Mu Ran, Luo Fan walked back to Wenwan Street, saw that Jinbao Zhai was still open, and walked in.

"Sent back?" Feng Bugui asked with a smile when he saw Luo Fan coming.

Luo Fan nodded, seeing that Feng Bugui sorted out his bits and pieces, he sat next to him and watched, "Old Feng, I said that you are dignified Jinbao Zhai, just a few magic weapons?"

"Your master left me a lot back then, and that's all that has been consumed over the years!" Feng Bugui stopped his movements as he spoke, and looked at Luo Fan, "I said, you just watch my magic weapons here run out day by day?"

Luo Fan smiled, put down the hair that had been tied for a day, and leaned back on the chair like that, "Okay! Anyway, I'm going to Guanglong Temple tomorrow, you can prepare more things!"

There are several ways to form magic weapons, and the best ones are, of course, some natural natural treasures, which are hard to find.

The second is to artificially find a place to be auspicious, and then arrange a formation, constantly attract the surrounding Ruiqi, put some objects in it, and form it after a period of time, which is also the most common method used by Taoist priests or feng shui masters with advanced Taoism.

Secondly, it is consecrated by the Buddha, offered in front of the Buddha, and dyed by incense, the wishes of sentient beings, and Buddhist scriptures.

The last one is to obtain the Tao monk in his hands all the year round, and the first one is as hard to find.

What Luo Fan said is the third type, the magic weapon obtained by this method, although it is not as good as others, but for people like Luo Fan and Feng Bugui, it is enough to arrange a feng shui bureau for customers.

It wasn't early, Luo Fan didn't stay long, and after Feng Bugui sent Luo Fan out of the door, he turned around and closed the door of the store, and began to rummage around the small objects that were going to be made into magic weapons.

The next day, Luo Fan came over again early in the morning, and Feng Bugui had already packed up and waited for him.

After a hasty breakfast, the two drove straight to Guanglong Temple.

Today is not the weekend, but Guanglongji Temple seems to be a little more lively than usual.

When they came out of the parking lot, Luo Fan and Feng Bugui's gray and black Chinese-style cardigan clothes attracted a lot of attention, especially Luo Fan, who was tall, had very long hair, and was combed into a ponytail at the back, which looked particularly fairy.

Feng Bugui's body is slightly fat, but his face is kind and gentle, more like a profound appearance.

"I'll go first!" Feng said.

"What?" asked Rofan.

"Every time I walk in with you, I feel like a bully has entered the village, you still spare my old bones!" Feng Bugui said, no matter what Luo Fan said, he left first.

Luo Fan smiled, didn't stop him, and walked to the lively stall at the door.

At the entrance of the parking lot, a black business car drove in, Shen Mingkun got out of the car, watched his subordinates take out a wheelchair from the car, and carried Shen Shengwen from the car to the wheelchair.

Then, a thin old man got out of the car, dressed in gray, wearing a pair of sunglasses, and a gray goatee.

Shen Mingkun stepped forward and helped him, "Mr. Bai, slow down!"

"Hmm!" The old man was the white blind man specially invited by Shen Mingkun.

The white blind man is sixty or seventy years old, he became famous very early, and the people in the rivers and lakes say that the iron mouth is straightforward, and the fortune telling is very accurate, and the rule is to only make three trigrams a day.

Shen Mingkun doesn't believe in God, Buddhism, or feng shui, but he only believes in this blind man.

The last time he came out of Guanglong Temple, he directly found the white blind man with money.

After listening to Shen Mingkun's explanation of the cause and effect, the white blind man asserted that the affairs of his family should be a ghost behind his back.

No matter how Shen Mingkun thought about it, he felt that it was Luo Fan.

After hearing Luo Fan's age and identity, the white blind man snorted coldly, "Huangkou Xiaoer, if you don't follow the right path, if you let me see him, I will make him look good!"

As a result, Shen Mingkun invited the white blind man back to his home, and today according to Master Wunian's words, he sent the reluctant Shen Shengwen over.

They walked out of the parking lot and walked slowly through the middle of the shops and stalls in front of the steps.

"It's just right to be here today, and a few old people are just saying hello!" said the blind man.

"Oh, is the old man a senior monk in the temple?" asked Shen Mingkun.

"No!" the white blind man shook his head, "They are all the leaders in our industry, and they usually eat outside Guanglong Temple!"

"Oh!" Shen Mingkun understood.

There are a lot of fortune tellers outside Guanglong Temple, but I don't know how many people have the ability to be blind.

"Don't underestimate these stalls!" As if he knew Shen Mingkun's thoughts, the white blind man spoke, "Real people don't show their faces, they don't show their faces, we can't just look at appearances in this business......"

The white blind man was still popularizing the affairs of the rivers and lakes to Shen Mingkun, and there was a stall not far in front of him.

The stall owner is a thin middle-aged man, in order to improve his style, he also deliberately pinched it, with a few inches of black beard, although he was also wearing placket clothes, he looked a little cold.

However, people have to die more than people, and goods have to be thrown away!

The stall owner is under the backdrop of Luo Fan, so it is appropriate for a buyer to show a seller show.

And seeing Luo Fan appear, he was touching a woman's bones to look at her, and the next second, the woman felt a gust of wind blowing, and the stall owner was gone, only a piece of paper on the table fell to the ground flutteringly.

Luo Fan was stunned for a moment, and the hand that just wanted to say hello retracted and touched his nose, and then looked at another stall.

As a result, the stall owner was faster than the one he had just run.

In the next place, I heard someone shouting, "Damn! That stinky boy is here again!"

Subsequently, all the owners of the fortune-telling stalls on this road ran away.

The masses who don't know the truth still think that someone has come to arrest people who engage in feudal superstitious activities!

"What's going on?" the blind man asked, whether the movement was big or small.

Shen Mingkun also noticed that something was wrong, and after a closer look, wasn't the figure in front of him the person he hated so much?

"Mr. Bai, the young man I told you about is right ahead!" Shen Mingkun's eyes showed hatred.

Shen Shengwen also saw Luo Fan in a wheelchair, "How can you meet this mourning star wherever you go!"

"Don't be afraid!

"Mr. Bai, this kid is very evil!" Shen Mingkun reminded.

"It's okay, I want to see how good he is!"

As they spoke, the group walked behind Luo Fan, who was still inexplicable, and stopped.

"Hey, what about you! Good dogs don't get in the way!" Shen Shengwen didn't know what to think, and scolded Luo Fan for scolding him that day.

Luo Fan turned around, happy, "Sorry, I'm blocking the dog's way!" He stepped aside and reached out to make a gesture of please.

The people around who watched the excitement reacted quickly, and they laughed out with a "poof".

It took Shen Shengwen a while to react, Luo Fan was scolding him for being a dog, and he was immediately angry again.

"You ......"

"Okay!" The white blind man stopped Shen Shengwen and turned to Luo Fan, "With such a fast tongue, is it a manly man's doing?"

When Luo Fan saw the white blind man, he was stunned for a moment, and his expression suddenly became a little strange.

"You are the young man who made the Shen family like this?" The white blind man's tone was a little arrogant, and as a result, Luo Fan's expression became even more strange, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

"That's right, it's him!" Shen Mingkun glanced at Luo Fan deeply.

Luo Fan nodded abruptly, but still didn't speak.

The white blind man frowned, "Young man, killing people is not too much, you have to be forgiving and forgiving, the Shen family has not offended you before, I don't know why you are so heavy on them!"

Luo Fan walked over with a smile, circled around the white blind man, and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Shen Mingkun.

"This is Mr. Bai, the famous iron mouth in Jiangcheng!" Shen Mingkun said a little arrogantly, to see how Luo Fan responded.

"The iron mouth is straight off!" Luo Fan muttered, the white blind man touched his sparse beard, and stood there proudly, "Mr. Bai!"

"Don't be rude!" Shen Mingkun was furious, and looked at Luo Fan who was about to pull the white blind man's beard, but the bodyguard behind him did not step forward, and he was still apprehensive about what he had done in the Mu family before.

Luo Fan laughed, "Mr. Bai, who is straight-hearted, did you calculate for yourself that you should not go out today before you came out today?"

After speaking, regardless of the angry eyes of the people behind him, he laughed and walked away.

The white blind man was shocked, and the voice was a little familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was, so he stretched out his fingers and counted them back and forth, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Mr. Bai, you see, it's this young man, he's too arrogant!" Shen Mingkun finally swallowed this breath and said fiercely.

"It doesn't matter, it's important to get down to business first, after the Fa, I'll take you to meet a master! I will definitely be able to solve your family's affairs!" the white blind man reassured.

"Then thank you Mr. Bai!" Shen Mingkun suppressed his anger and said respectfully.