"I was approached by a young man like you. Yang Zhengguo said slowly.

He claimed to be a feng shui master, but he looked at it and left. ”

"And then you're so sure I'm a feng shui master?" Qin Feng asked rhetorically, still having some doubts in his heart.

Of course, what is more confused is the young man that Lao Yang said.

"Ordinary young people don't ask me that. At this moment, Yang Zhengguo's eyes flashed with a look called Confucianism.

Qin Feng was silent for a few seconds.

From Yang Zhengguo's demeanor, he came to some conclusions.

First of all, this Lao Yang is not an ordinary old man in the countryside, and he is not too surprised by his identity as a feng shui master.

In general, the villagers do not call Feng Shui masters, but earth immortals.

Second, from Lao Yang's eyes, Qin Feng sensed that there was still a story in it.

Things are not as simple as they seem.

Think about it, no matter how much a family encounters natural and man-made disasters, it is impossible for such a situation to occur.

Even an ordinary person can notice that something is abnormal.

Yang Zhengguo probably knew in his heart that he had provoked something unclean.

Qin Feng gathered the thoughts in his heart, looked at Yang Zhengguo, and asked, "Old man, do you believe in your fate?"

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Yang Zhengguo's expression was slightly abnormal, he glanced at Qin Feng, sighed, and returned heavily, "I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it, hey!"

"The five elements are mutually restrained, the fate is absolutely behind, the east kun goes west, and the middle palace is purple and black. Is that right?" Qin Feng spoke again.

When Yang Zhengguo heard this, he was immediately shocked on the spot.

Looking at Qin Feng incredulously, these four sentences and sixteen words were told to him by a fortune teller a few years ago.

Of course, when he heard this, Yang Zhengguo also scolded the fortune teller.

In fact, no matter who it is, they will not have anything to say after being told that they will die.

This is also why Yang Zhengguo just said [I didn't believe it before, but now I believe it.] ] for the sake of it.

Taking a deep breath, Yang Zhengguo opened his mouth and said, "Dare to ask the little master's surname?"

"Don't have your surname Qin. ”

"Master Qin, you are a capable person, save my Yang family! As long as you can do it, my old Yang will not be ambiguous. Yang Zhengguo's eyes sparkled with hope.

He was confident that he had never seen the young man in front of him, and the fortune teller from a few years ago must have nothing to do with this young man.

The most important thing is that he didn't tell any of the comments given by the fortune teller back then, and the fortune teller also traveled here and left after visiting the Nanyue Temple.

And this young man can say those sixteen words in one sentence, and in his eyes he is definitely the kind of person who has the ability.

Qin Feng didn't agree immediately, but began to think about it.

He has his own measurements, and there must be a reason for taking the initiative to meddle this time.

But he is still thinking about the question of whether it is worth it or not.

Feng Shui monks can be regarded as Feng Shui, if it is ordinary Feng Shui, the cause and effect are not large, then it will most likely be in the form of hexagram gold to break the cause and effect.

This is like some feng shui masters, who only charge a fixed amount of money when looking at feng shui.

Some feng shui masters, looking at feng shui to pick objects, must meet some conditions before they can accept.

There are also feng shui masters, looking at feng shui and some strange requirements.

These, in fact, are following some indescribable factor.

After thinking for a moment, Qin Feng finally made a decision.

"One hundred thousand hexagrams, and a request. Qin Feng said with a solemn face.

Yang Zhengguo heard this and asked, "What is the request?"

"I want that thing. Qin Feng said indifferently, paused, and spoke again, "Keep your Yang family's bloodline passed on." ”

Yang hesitated.

He was shocked in his heart, because he knew what the hell that Qin Feng was talking about.

Hesitate.

Hesitate.

In the end, he showed perseverance.

Looking at Qin Feng, it seemed that an important decision had been made.

"Okay, I promise you, Master Qin, my Yang family is almost dying, and it's useless to keep that thing. Yang Zhengguo gritted his teeth and said.

After receiving a positive answer, Qin Feng smiled.

It seems that his guess is true.

That's right, Qin Feng was willing to meddle because of that thing.

"Master Qin, you sit down first, I'll call my eldest daughter-in-law to withdraw the money, and then it's up to Master Qin. Yang Zhengguo stood up and spoke.

"Old Yang, by the way, prepare something for me too!" Qin Feng said.

"Well, Master Qin, you said. Yang Zhengguo nodded.

"One sheep, three black dogs, five fish, seven roosters, nine bundles of hemp rope, a number of incense money and candles, and besides, there are not too many outsiders to persuade those who have nothing to do with it. Qin Feng spoke.

"Okay! I'll arrange for someone to do it. Yang Zhengguo didn't say anything, and directly agreed.

Yang Zhengguo walked out of the room and went out to make arrangements.

Qin Feng began to think in the room.

On this trip to Nanyue, it was really unexpected to meet the old Yang family.

He didn't expect to encounter such a thing.

The affairs of the old Yang family are a little troublesome for Qin Feng.

But it can also be said to be an opportunity.

Lao Yang's family has more than ten people, and five died.

Of the seven men, only Yang Zhengguo and his eldest son are left.

This is clearly a trend towards the last place.

In other words, Lao Yang's family just encountered dirty things, and they are not ordinary dirty things.

For this, Yang Zhengguo himself knows it in his heart.

This can also be seen from the conversation just now.

Half an hour later, Yang Zhengguo returned to the room and said, "Master Qin, everything is ready. ”

Qin Feng nodded and followed the other party out of the room.

The Yang family was originally doing a funeral.

The people who came to help were all acquaintances, and although some people had doubts about Yang Zhengguo's arrangement, they didn't say anything.

Most of them have already left.

Only the Yang family and a few monks who practiced things remained.

According to rural customs, burials and funerals require a Taoist priest to be a dojo, or a monk to do the funeral.

This one is based on local customs.

It is also a traditional custom in China for thousands of years.

Even decades ago, the one in the temple advocated breaking the old habit, but the custom is still maintained.

After all, the Chinese tradition is like this, the dead are the greatest.

Several relatives of the Yang family stayed to help, and several monks who did the business also looked at these Yang family relatives with suspicious expressions.

looked at the hemp rope they were holding in their hands, the black dogs and sheep they were leading, and they looked puzzled.

Qin Feng glanced at the things prepared, nodded, and said to Yang Zhengguo, "Old Yang, open this door!"

He pointed to the dilapidated door in the alley of the Yang family's old house.

The old house of the Yang family is the pattern of an old-fashioned courtyard, the old house was expropriated, and the demolition was only half demolished.

Before the front yard could be demolished, something like this happened to the Yang family.

Yang Zhengguo opened the door, and the backyard was in ruins, broken bricks and tiles.

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