In the Land Temple, there were bursts of smoke and the sound of low thoughts.

At this time, Feng Qingyan walked quietly in the crowd, his eyes slowly swept over them, and then he suddenly stopped, and said softly: "Everything, don't pass three ......"

"I see. ”

After a few moments, it dawned on him.

At this time, Mao Zhen, who was outside the Land Temple, was a little stunned, and then he suddenly turned his head and looked at the old Taoist priest under the flag. However, the old Taoist priest had turned into a statue, and it seemed that he had not spoken at all, and sat there quietly and motionless.

At this time, Mao Zhen's body trembled slightly, and he gradually knew what the matter meant. It's just that he didn't expect that the old Taoist priest's Taoism was so deep that he could see it. Moreover, not only did he see it, but he also knew how many times he had encountered Yin soldiers.

And asserted that next time there will be a disaster of blood and light.

And before that, he had been proud of not dying three times, but it turned out that it was just a matter of three times. Moreover, he was very sure that when he encountered the Yin Soldier for the fourth time, it would definitely not be an ordinary bloodlight disaster.

Even, it could be death!

At this time, Mao Zhen remembered all kinds of legends about the Yin soldiers, and finally became a little afraid, and couldn't help but rush to the old Taoist priest, shouting: "Daoist save me!"

And under this shout, the tourists and villagers in front of the Land Temple couldn't help but look at Mao Zhen in amazement, and then looked at the old Taoist. In their heads, they immediately made up pictures of hearsay charlatans......

Under the flag, the old Taoist priest sat there quietly, without even opening his eyes.

"Dao Chief, if you want to save me, is there no other way?"

Mao Zhen said with some reluctance, although the old Taoist priest had already said a way, but he was the heir of the Nanshan Mao family, how could he not hunt ghosts? However, as long as he continued to hunt ghosts, he would definitely encounter the fourth ......

How can this be done?

At this time, the old Taoist priest suddenly opened his eyes and said, "You go." ”

"Dao Chief, is there really no way?" Mao Zhen was still a little unwilling, and couldn't help but ask again. He also wants to revive the Nanshan Mao family, vowing to compete with the Zhang family in Beihe, and how can he be willing to quit this business from now on, and throw away the ancestral family business.

It's simply not possible.

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he closed his eyes again.

This time, no matter what Mao Zhen said, the old Taoist priest never opened his eyes again, nor did he say a word again. After a while, when he saw that he couldn't do anything, he took out a hundred yuan from his body, respectfully placed it in front of the old Taoist priest, and then turned to leave.

And at this moment, a fresh breeze blew.

The hundred pieces in front of the old Taoist priest were suddenly swept away by the wind, and they floated in the air a few times before falling at Mao Zhen's feet. And Mao Zhen saw the hundred pieces under his feet, and also recognized the one that was his own, and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then his face suddenly changed.

It is a matter of course for fortune tellers to collect money by divination, and they will never refuse to accept it.

However, for thousands of years, there is still a saying among the people that there are three types of lives that do not receive hexagram money, and those who receive it will damage their yin virtue. This is also the fortune-telling industry, which has been handed down for thousands of years, and anyone who has some ability will consciously abide by it.

And these three types of lives, one is not to accept those whose longevity is about to end, the second is not to accept those who are unavoidable when a catastrophe is imminent, and the third is not to accept those who have no good luck.

The old Taoist priest does not accept Mao Zhen's hexagram gold, which also shows that Mao Zhen is one of these three types of life.

"Could it be that I'm really dying?"

Mao Zhen's face turned pale in an instant.

At this time, he almost collapsed on the ground, as if the strength in his body had been drained all at once, and the whole person was haggard and looked depressed.

At this time, he didn't know what to do?

On one side is death, and on the other side is ancestral inheritance......

How does this call him?

Under the flag, the old Taoist priest slowly opened his eyes, looked at the back of Mao Zhen staggering away, and couldn't help but shake his head. At this time, Feng Qingyan also walked out of the Land Temple, looked at Mao Zhen's down-and-out back, and couldn't help but look at the old Taoist.

At this time, the old Taoist priest had already closed his eyes.

However, when Feng Qingyan passed by the old Taoist priest, he nodded to him quite interestingly.

After Feng Qingyan left, the old Taoist priest couldn't help but open his eyes again, with a wry smile on his face. Then, he stood up, picked up the flag and slowly left the land temple, and invited a few young and strong men in the village to build a thatched house in the mountain for him.

in the compound.

Feng Qingyan sat in the pavilion drinking tea and reading a book.

Soon, Su Ziyu sent the drawings that had just been sorted out, and after two or three days of rushing work, the drawings of Tianyinlou were also completed.

"Yes, thanks. Feng Qingyan said after reading it.

"You're welcome, this is my gift to Xiaoqing. Su Ziyu said lightly.

Feng Qingyan couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, then smiled, and then heard her say: "By the way, the landscape design drawings of the village have also been completed quickly." When that's done, I'll leave too, but don't worry, I'll leave someone behind to help you......"

"Thank you. Feng Qingyan stood up and said.

"It's just a matter of collecting money and doing things, and you're welcome. Su Ziyu said, and then continued to go about her business. At this time, Feng Qingyan suddenly received a call from Junzi, saying that Shang Qing had fainted and had been sent to the hospital.

After Feng Qingyan found out, he also told Su Ziyu, and then the two immediately went to the hospital.

On the road, Feng Qingyan drove quietly, and the two remained silent and did not speak. After a long while, Su Ziyu said in a loud voice: "Qingyan, do you have a way?"

Feng Qingyan knew what Su Ziyu was talking about, and then said, "Yes." ”

"Is that a jade leaf?" Su Ziyu asked after thinking about it.

"Not bad. Feng Qingyan nodded.

At this time, Su Ziyu frowned, then smiled bitterly and said, "Do you have to kneel for three days and three nights? This is simply impossible for her. Moreover, I know her too well, she will not kneel even if she dies. ”

"Three days and three nights is just a threshold. ”

Feng Qingyan thought for a moment and said, was silent for a moment and then said, "Actually, the point is not to kneel for three days and three nights, but to ......."

"It's her attitude?" Su Ziyu said after thinking for a while.

"Maybe, I don't know. Feng Qingyan shook his head and said, he was not in a very good mood at this time, and Shang Qing's fainting was definitely related to his busyness during this time.

It can also be said that it was because of him that he fainted.

It's a bit of a disturbance.

Soon, the two arrived at the hospital.

In the ward, Shang Qing was still unconscious, and his face looked a little pale.

Junzi, on the other hand, was as anxious as a headless fly, and he was also a little relieved when he saw Feng Qingyan and Su Ziyu coming.

At this time, Su Ziyu asked, "Junzi, have you informed Uncle Shang?"

"It's been notified. Junzi said.

When Su Ziyu heard this, his brows furrowed tightly.

On the side, Feng Qingyan quietly looked at the unconscious Shang Qing, and his brows furrowed tightly.

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