This murderous aura is different from ordinary aura, and has a strong sense of killing, of course, this can only be felt by Ding Song, but the other people around him don't feel it at all.

Obviously, this tall and thin man is so well disguised that ordinary people can't find it at all.

The rich man smiled, walked up to Ding Song with the tall and thin man, and said to Ding Song, "This little brother knows Feng Shui? ”

Ding Song didn't know the identity of the other party, so he didn't answer his words rashly, but said vaguely: "Just a hobbyist, my brother is a feng shui master?" ”

"Not really, just like the little brothers, they are all enthusiasts. My name is Jiang Fengyi, this is my disciple Zhang Yishui, what do you call my little brother? ”

"Ding Song."

"Specialized in Feng Shui?"

"I'm an employee of a collectibles company. Brother specializes in Feng Shui? ”

"Oh, the collectibles and feng shui ritual tools are not separated, and they are half feng shui masters. I'm just a hobbyist, I love books on this subject, and my real profession is a college teacher. ”

As soon as Jiang Fengyi said that he was a university teacher, Ding Song immediately remembered Fang Jinke, this kind of person has a lot of learning, but he doesn't have much real ability, although Jiang Fengyi in front of him is older, he is probably also a master and a low eye, thinking that he can do anything, but he is probably not proficient in anything.

It was precisely because of this that Ding Song just smiled at Jiang Fengyi and did not speak again.

Jiang Fengyi saw that Ding Song didn't speak, so he continued: "Brother Ding, I think these Vermilion Bird stone carvings are very interesting, you just touched its mouth and its legs, obviously you have seen that this is the dotted lip, your eyesight is not low!" ”

"Huh?" Ding Song felt quite surprised, you must know that ordinary feng shui masters don't know about Dianjiang, how could he, a university teacher, know Dianjiang?

Now that it has been seen, Ding Song said with a smile: "I just think it's weird, this stone sculpture looks like something for many years, how can it have such a red and bright color?" ”

"Brother said with a smile, there has been a lot of carbon black on this stone carving, the color is not particularly distinct, so many people come and go, except for the elder brother, no one has noticed this, from this point of view, you are not an ordinary person!"

Ding Song smiled when he heard this, and said: "Each other, I am not an ordinary person, you are an ordinary person?" ”

As soon as these words came out, Jiang Fengyi also smiled and said to Ding Song: "There is a restaurant in front, it's just in time for noon, how about we go to have a meal together?" ”

Ding Song shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I'm out of town, I just came home, and I haven't had a meal with my father and mother, and now I have to go back and do my filial piety." ”

When Jiang Fengyi heard this, he gave a thumbs up and said to Ding Song: "Good job, Pepsi filial piety comes first, and you can put your parents first, this is a big filial son!" We'll see you again another day! ”

With that, he and Zhang Yishui turned around and left.

Ding Song also walked back with Donnie.

When I went back, I was not in such a hurry as when I came, the two did not take the nearest road, but made a detour, there was a vegetable market next to it, there were vegetable sellers, and there were fruit sellers, Donnie meant to buy something to go back, after all, it was the first time to see Ding Song's parents, and I would like to express it.

When I came, I was in a hurry, I was afraid that something would happen at home, and I didn't bring anything, but now that I have time, Donnie is ready to make up for it.

Walking around the market, Donnie bought some apples and bananas.

At this moment, Ding Song was suddenly attracted by a stall selling rolling pins next to him.

Usually the rolling pins are smooth whether they are stone or wooden, but the rolling pins on the stall in front of me are actually patterned.

Ding Song looked at the patterns and felt strange, so he took a rolling pin to look at them.

As soon as he started it, Ding Song felt that something was wrong, this rolling pin actually had an extraordinary heat, like burning Ding Song's hand!

Away from the fire dragon pile!

Since the last time he got a dragon stake from Cui Zhi, Ding Song has stepped up to learn some knowledge about the dragon stake.

This dragon stake is also divided into types, ordinary dragon stakes are controlled by spirit, just like the one given to him by Cui Zhi last time, mainly to urge the aura Wang family, any aura can be, such a dragon control pile is extremely powerful, and the timeliness is also long.

In addition to this dragon pile, there are five elements and eight different dragon piles, the dragon pile in front of you is a dragon pile that is specially driven from the fire, you can gather the innate essence of the fire in one place, use the benefits, you can prosper the family, use the disadvantages, but can form a fire!

Because the use of this dragon control pile is single, the difficulty is also great, the runes on it are quite complicated, and the carving is quite exquisite, as early as a hundred and ten years ago, no one has used it to prosper the family, but more is used by demons to harm people.

I didn't expect to encounter such a stick today.

When I looked up, the stall owner was an old man with a wrinkled face.

"Where did you get this?" Ding Song asked.

The people in Dajin County are not much different from ordinary farmers, they are very simple, and after Ding Song returned home, he also used a local accent, and the other party immediately replied: "My little grandson picked it up in the ditch over there, and it looks like a rolling pin, so he will use it for me as a rolling pin and sell it, if you want it, you will take it for twenty yuan." ”

The people here are the same as Ding Song, honest and sincere, but there is always no shortage of money.

Ding Song glanced behind the old man, and there stood a dirty boy, about seven or eight years old.

took out twenty yuan, shook it in front of the boy's eyes, and said to the boy with a smile: "You picked up this thing, should the money be given to you?" ”

"My grandfather said he gave it to me after selling it." The little boy glanced at his grandfather and said obediently.

"It's okay to buy your stuff, but you have to tell me where you picked it up, and if you tell me where you got it, I'll buy it."

The little boy glanced at his grandfather with his eyes, and then said to Ding Song, "If you want to know the place, you have to give me another ten yuan." ”

Damn, children are so good!

Ding Song glanced back, and saw that the old man was stretching out a finger and pointing at the little boy, no wonder the little boy would ask for money at such a young age!

Ding Song nodded, took out another ten yuan, and said to the little boy: "Ten yuan is here, you can say it!" ”

The little boy reached for the ten dollars, but he didn't dare.

Ding Song sent the money directly to him.

The little boy took the money, pointed to the left, and said to Ding Song: "In the ditch over there, many policemen dug a deep pit at the fire, and threw everything they dug up in that ditch. ”

Ding Song touched the little boy's head and said, "Where is this rolling pin?" Is there anything else? ”

"There are two more, but they are broken, grandpa said that they can't be sold, so I will throw them away, if you want, I will pick them up for you." The little boy said in a childish voice.

"Okay, if you can pick it up, I'll give you another twenty dollars."

The little boy ran out happily.

Ding Song asked Donny to settle the bill for the old man, but he followed the little boy all the way to the west.

It wasn't far away, and Ding Song saw that there were a lot of charred things piled up there, presumably burned things, and they were cleared and disposed of.

In those scorched black things, the little boy turned over the ground and really turned out two dragon stakes, but they had been broken by a forklift, and Ding Song could only see that the runes on them were also engraved with the runes that controlled the fire, but there was no aura on the top of the dragon stake, and there was no such burning feeling when he started.

Ding Song took out twenty yuan and handed it to the little boy.

The little boy happily put the money away and ran back with a puff of smoke.

Ding Song saw the direction he was leaving, and Donnie walked over in a dignified manner.

"This thing is important?" Donnie asked.

Ding Song smiled and said, "How do you know?" ”

"I don't know anyone else, I don't know you yet? It's only a few dozen dollars to get started, and if this thing is not worth hundreds or thousands of dollars, you won't be able to sleep at night. ”

"No, look at what you said, it seems like I'm stingy, but I'm actually very atmospheric." Ding Song said with a smile.

"Tell me, what's the use of this thing?"

Ding Song told her about the role of the dragon stake.

"You're saying someone used feng shui to set fire here?" Donnie asked, confused, for her, it was incredible.

"It's not surprising, this kind of thing happens all the time, but ordinary people can't feel it."

"So what are you going to do? You don't want to get involved in this, do you? I don't think they're targeting your own family, so there's no need to guard against them. ”

Ding Song nodded and said, "I understand this." ”

Donnie didn't ask any more questions.

The two walked back quietly, neither of them speaking.

Ding Songxin said that he had to let his parents leave this residential area, who knows which person here offended the masters, it is his parents who live here, let them get out of the way, no need to fight with each other, safety first.

This matter has little to do with my own family, and besides, the house here is about to move, sooner or later. Besides, he should buy your parents a good house.

Since he was in school, he thought about going to work one day, taking the money home to supplement the family when he made less money, and buying a big house for his parents when he made more money, and it was best to buy a car for his father.

Of course, these were his original ideals, at first he had no money, and then he was really rich, he found that his mother was always reluctant to spend money, and he felt quite content to get a moving house.

Now that there is a fire, Ding Song bought a good house for his parents, and it is justified.