Hanging up the phone to summon the people of Yukong Dao, Dong Qilin fell into deep thought, his face was gloomy, and his mind was restless. What happened twelve years ago is known only to the rest of the Dao people, how can that person know? Is it really as the Yukong Taoist said, when you practice feng shui to a certain level, you can see all kinds of things that happen according to the pattern of feng shui?

The more he thought about it, the more panicked Dong Qilin became, his hand tremblingly grabbed the cigarette on the table, and lit it several times.

took a hard sip, but still couldn't suppress the panic in his heart, Dong Qilin was a little irritable.

He has always been reluctant to recall the events of the past, and if he could, he would not want to have the slightest contact with Fengshan Village. But Yu Kongdao said that the feng shui bureau that was previously arranged could only bless the Dong family for 12 years, and it must be re-arranged in an all-round way in order to make the Dong family prosperous.

can think of the incident twelve years ago, Dong Qilin was a little weak-hearted, which made his grandson Dong Mingxuan deal with this matter. I thought that the price was fair, and with investment as a bargaining chip, the villagers of Fengshan Village would happily accept it, but I didn't expect to cause such a big incident, what should I do now?

"Knock Knock"

Hearing a knock on the door, Dong Qilin, who was flustered, immediately got up from the chair, and he still moved quickly to open the door in his twilight years. As soon as he saw that the person was Yukong Daoist, he said with a flustered expression: "Daoist, it's not good, something happened." ”

Yu Kongdaoren, who stepped into the office, looked to be in his fifties, wearing a black suit, and was in good spirits, not at all a feng shui master, but like a successful businessman. Glancing at Dong Qilin, who looked flustered, Yu Kongdao didn't pay attention to it, and sat on the sofa casually, before slowly speaking: "I already know a thing or two." ”

"Daoist, have you figured it out?" Dong Qilin, who was flustered in his heart, didn't care about Yu Kong's arrogance, and sat aside with him, and asked excitedly.

"As I said to you before, this time only if you go there will be no mistakes. Let Lingsun go, something will happen, it's just that you don't listen! Yu Kong glanced at Dong Qilin with a good face and said.

"Hey...... It's all my fault, I knew I was going myself. I think that although Mingxuan is young, he is mature in handling things, and there will be no problems. I never thought about ......," Dong Qilin sighed again and again.

"It's not that he can't handle the problem, but that he has a disaster on this trip, and there will be villains." Yu Kong said indifferently.

"Daoist, what should I do now?" Dong Qilin asked nervously.

"You don't have to worry either. If the feng shui master is really capable of reaching the heavens and giving grace to the world, he will not just prevent the purchase of Fengshan Village, but should break the feng shui bureau; I have carefully calculated that the feng shui arranged in Fengshan Village has not been broken, the Dong family is still full of vitality, and the rest of the villagers in Fengshan Village are still breathing; Based on this, this person has a little skill at most, and coupled with what he heard from Fengshan Village, he just deduced some things. Old cases, and there is no evidence, it is difficult to judge. Now, you and I are going to Fengshan Village, and I really want to meet this guy who doesn't know the height of the sky for a while. A sneer of disdain appeared on the corner of Yu Kongdao's mouth, and he said with great confidence.

I have to say that this Yu Kong Dao person has some ability, and he has never seen Zhou Chen, so he can deduce Zhou Chen's ability to know a little about feng shui.

"Okay, let's rush to Fengshan Village now." Dong Qilin's face hesitated for a moment, and he said in a firm tone.

After discussing countermeasures, the two drove directly to Fengshan Village without hesitation.

――Dividing Line――

Infiltrate the Dong family's old house and know how the feng shui master can help the Dong family arrange and absorb the feng shui of the whole village to bless the Dong family's feng shui bureau. Zhou Chen also has a way to break the feng shui bureau, but he really can't do the despicable deeds of digging people's ancestral graves, not to mention that this trick is also a palliative rather than a cure, even if he breaks the feng shui bureau arranged by the other party, it will not be able to restore the feng shui pattern of the past, and it will even make the feng shui of the entire Fengshan Village deteriorate sharply.

I have to say that the feng shui master's behavior is simply despicable.

This trick is really bound to share weal and hardship, not prosperity!

After closing the door of the Dong family's old house, the two climbed over the wall and went out.

As soon as they jumped off the wall, the two saw an old monk wearing a shabby robe and looking extremely sloppy standing outside the Dong family's old mansion. The old monk faced the old mansion of the Dong family, his face was solemn, his hands were folded, he was reciting the Buddha's verse, and when he heard the sound, he let go of his hands.

"Amitabha, the two donors, in broad daylight, climbed over the wall and crossed the courtyard, which is not done by a gentleman." The old monk walked over, folded his hands, and said in a gentle manner.

"Stinky monk, what do you say? This house is no longer inhabited, can we still steal things? Don't slander me and Master. Hearing that the other party said that he had stolen into someone's house, Li Decai immediately became angry, scolded with anger on his face, looked the sloppy old monk up and down, sneered, and said: "I see that you have been standing outside the house and watching the house, and you don't look like a good person." ”

"Decai, shut up." Zhou Chen glared at Li Decai, and roared in a serious tone; He bowed back to the old monk and said, "Master, don't be surprised. We didn't mean anything, we just had some doubts, so we came to the house to investigate. Because this house has not been inhabited for a long time, it has to climb over the wall and cross the courtyard. ”

"Amitabha, donor, are you sick?" The old monk glanced at Zhou Chen carefully, and said for no reason.

Hearing that the old monk said this, Li Decai, who respected Zhou Chen from the bottom of his heart, suddenly became angry, and he couldn't wait to rush up and beat the old monk, and scolded: "Damn, are you sick as an old monk!" ”

Zhou Chen's expression was indeed Ling, and his heart was nervous, could it be that this monk saw that he had injuries on his body? glared at Li Decai fiercely, and just wanted to apologize to the old monk, only to hear the old monk speak: "Amitabha, the old man made a mistake, the donor is not sick, this is fate." ”

Hearing this, Zhou Chen was even more shocked, his eyes looked at this sloppy old monk, who couldn't tell that he was a high-ranking monk at all, smiled, and said: "Master, I'm afraid you are wrong, there is no illness in Xia, and it is not fate, but he has been injured." ”

"Oh?" The old monk raised his eyebrows, a warm smile appeared on his slightly dirty face, and continued: "It is an injury for others, but it is life for the benefactor. ”

Kindness?

This old monk has a problem with his brain, right?

It's a hurt for others, but it's a life for yourself.

How can there be such a thing?

"That's in the next wish." Zhou Chen smiled and couldn't help but ask.

"The Buddha said, "Don't say it, don't say it." The old monk folded his hands and said with a look of a magic stick.

Next Olympics!

This old monk is too good at playing tricks! Obviously he was injured, but the old monk said that it was not an injury, but a life. Since you said it's fate, you have to explain it! But again: don't say it. Don't play with such fools. Even though Zhou Chen had a very good temper, he was also a little annoyed, and he couldn't wait to beat the old monk's bald head.

"In that case, then don't leave it at that." Zhou Chen said in an unkind tone.

"Amitabha, don't be angry. Since it is fate, the old man will not reveal the heavenly secrets, which is good for the donor. In the face of Zhou Chen's unkind tone, the old monk did not get angry, he always had a smile on his face, and continued: "The donor has a benevolent heart, and it can be regarded as cultivating Buddhism; You and I have a fate, and Lao Wei has a copy of "Shenyang Sutra" specially given to the donor. ”

As he spoke, the old monk took out a worn-out book from the inside of his dirty robe and threw it at Zhou Chen.