"Ah~~"

Sang Er's screams were up and down, from high-pitched passion to gasping silently, like a beautiful vocal music, which made Fang Yuan listen to it very satisfied, extremely comfortable.

Of course, this is just a vignette and not worth mentioning. It's equivalent to an appetizer, and the big meal is yet to come. Anyway, Fang Yuan also made up his mind to learn from Xu Shu, being in the camp and in Han, if he could not speak, he would try to remain silent as much as possible.

While drinking tea, he listened to the movement of Sang Er being beaten, which was quite pleasant.

The old man suddenly asked, "Master Fang, how is this tea?" ”

“…… Very good. Fang Yuan tasted the product and nodded: "It tastes good." ”

"This is a tea tree from Yungui, which was brought to Myanmar by my trustee and then planted in the estate. Originally, I thought that it would not be able to live in a foreign country, but I didn't expect that it would not only live, but also take root and sprout, and continue to multiply. The old man smiled and said, "This is the third generation of tea, but the taste is no different from domestic tea." ”

"Really?" Fang Yuan put down the teacup, pretending not to understand the meaning of the old man's words.

"It's a fact." The old man's expression was solemn: "Master Fang, in fact, I understand your concerns a little bit. It's nothing more than that we feel that our Sang family is no longer Chinese. Now he is fighting the idea of the Chinese feng shui dragon vein, which is stealing luck and bad intentions. That's why you will go back on your word, and would rather lose your reputation than 'help the abuse'. ”

Fang Yuan's heart was shocked, and he said quietly: "Yes, so what?" ”

"Haha, as expected...... old man laughed, a look of admiration appeared on his face: "Master Fang." You are a virtuous person, this sentiment is convincing. ”

At the same time, Sanger finally understood, and most of the anger in his heart dissipated.

"You can't talk about virtue. I just think that there must be some bottom line to be a person. ”

Now that the words have been spoken, Fang Yuan no longer conceals it, and said frankly: "If it is an ordinary feng shui blessed site, I will not be a moth." The problem is, this is a fiefdom, and I can't tell you. ”

Fang Yuan felt as a feng shui master. In addition to talking about professional ethics, we should also consider the issue of national fortunes.

Why are there always many forbidden places listed in some ancient Feng Shui books, but the content of these forbidden places is unknown. Most of them are just brushed aside. The reason is mainly that the forbidden land is related to the rise and fall of the dynasty and the fortune of the country, so no matter how powerful the feng shui master is, he will not dare to divulge the heavenly secrets, so as not to suffer disasters.

Speaking of which, this is also a kind of rule, a rule that even a non-inherited feng shui master can easily understand. Everyone acts according to the rules, and there will definitely be no chaos in this world.

Otherwise. Today I will point an emperor's cave for this person, tomorrow you will set a dragon vein for that person, and the day after tomorrow someone will build a princely tomb for a group of people.

Not to mention whether doing so will cause chaos and repercussions of heavenly luck. Even if the conflict is reversed, it is not a big deal, it is nothing more than to repeat the history of the Northern and Southern Dynasties or the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms.

But the situation of the Sang family is different, they are no longer Chinese. How to divide the territory within China, that is the housework of their own family, anyway, the meat is rotten in the pot. It doesn't matter who is the boss.

The old man himself said that feng shui masters have borders. Fang Yuan naturally couldn't stand by watching foreigners steal the feng shui luck that belonged to China and be indifferent.

For Fang Yuan's insistence, the old man was not only not angry. Instead, he was amazed: "Master Fang has both ability and political integrity, which also proves that we are really looking for the right person." ”

"What's going on, rhetoric?" Fang Yuan was a little surprised, shouldn't the old man be furious at this time, angrily accusing himself of not knowing what to do, and then all kinds of coercion?

If that's the case...... He is also ready to "know the times for the handsome". The hero doesn't want to suffer the loss in front of him, he decided to pretend to agree, and when the time comes, he will ...... Hum.

A feng shui master has made up his mind to yin people, there are many means, as long as he does a little trick in the process of arrangement, he can yin people at any time, and even harm the whole family!

When Fang Yuan was conceiving some Yin Damage Tricks in his mind, he heard the old man say with a smile: "Master Fang, there are some things that I can't explain clearly, so let the old brother tell you." ”

As he spoke, the old man stood up and beckoned, "Sanger, let's go out too." Master Fang and my brother are our own people, and they are convenient to communicate, so we will not mix. ”

"Huh? Oh! Sanger was stunned, and hurriedly helped the old man out.

A moment later, the door closed silently, leaving only Fang Yuan and the old Taoist priest sitting opposite each other.

At this time, Fang Yuan's brows furrowed slightly, and he made a preemptive move: "Dao Chief, you know feng shui, and you know that this is a princely feng shui treasure land that has torn the earth and sealed the territory, why should you give it to outsiders?" Are you worthy of your fathers and fathers in doing so? Even if you are a monk, you should understand the truth that the artifact of the country should not be given lightly, right? ”

The old Taoist priest smiled and said inexplicably: "You have performed well, no wonder many people respect you." ”

"Huh?" Fang Yuan was stunned, and it was also a little strange, the rhythm of this conversation didn't seem right. He also thought that the old man asked the old Taoist priest to talk to him alone, perhaps in order to lure him into profit.

If the lure didn't work, then a group of big men outside poured in to show his threat, and after some coercion and lure, he "reluctantly" agreed, which was reasonable. But looking at the appearance of the old Taoist, it doesn't seem to be this rhythm, does it mean that you have to brew a little, move it with affection, and know the benefits?

While Fang Yuan was speculating, the old Taoist priest reached into his arms, slowly took out an object, and then buckled it on the table and pushed it: "Don't think about it, let's take a look at this thing first." ”

"What?" Fang Yuan looked down, then his eyes widened, a little incredulous: "Yuan Yi? ”

The old Taoist priest took out something, it was a golden token, there were starry dots on the card, and two dragons flying phoenix dancing words, Yuan Yi!

At first glance, Fang Yuan was stunned, very surprised: "Are you?" ”

"Old Dao's surname is Zhang ......" The old Taoist priest seemed to smile, and looked at Fang Yuan with interest: "I heard that you have a good relationship with my great-grandson, you should know me." ”

Fang Yuan's mouth immediately opened wide and became stammering: "Nannannan...... Saint! ”

The Northern Sage Kong Zhou, the Southern Sage Zhang Daoxin, and the North and South Two Sages, may be considered an exaggeration to describe them with the Earthquake Ancient Shuo Order, but at least in the feng shui world, it can be described as famous and majestic.

Fang Yuan had also expected that as long as he continued to mingle in this circle, sooner or later there would be a day when he would meet with such a feng shui giant. But he didn't expect that he would meet Zhang Daoxin under such circumstances.

"What a fuss...... Zhang Daoxin was a little dissatisfied: "Are you surprised to see me appear here?" ”

"Of course......" Fang Yuan nodded without hesitation, and slowly calmed down, frowning: "Wait...... Old man, why are you here? Aren't you supposed to be in Longhu Mountain? Could it be ...... Have you really lived here for decades and studied the feng shui situation here? ”

"Cut, just talk casually, you take it seriously?" Zhang Daoxin said indifferently: "If you don't say that, how can you bring out your strength and level?" ”

"Huh?" Fang Yuan was stunned again.

"Ahh Zhang Daoxin pouted and said, "Do you think I'm very idle?" ”

"Wait for me?" Fang Yuan's heart was shocked, and his eyes were full of vigilance: "You mean, this is the bureau you arranged?" ”

"It's not a game, you don't have to say it so badly." Zhang Daoxin waved his hand and said: "It should be said that this is an opportunity, and I will give you a chance to fight for it." The old immortal in the north still wants his baby great-grandson to take over, but he doesn't want to think about it, whose territory is in the south, have you asked me? ”

"He wants it, I don't give it, I'm angry with him......"

Zhang Daoxin laughed proudly, but the words he said made Fang Yuan ponder, and he felt that there were several layers of meaning hidden in it.

Fang Yuan was puzzled, and simply asked, "Why?" ”

"What, why?" Zhang Daoxin chuckled, "What do you want to know?" ”

"I don't understand, why do you want to give such a feng shui treasure to outsiders?" Fang Yuan was puzzled.

Zhang Daoxin smiled and wrote lightly: "Because ...... He's his own. ”

"Your own people?" Fang Yuan was a little confused, and then his body and mind were shocked, and he suddenly understood, and said in shock: "He is ......"

"Yes!" Zhang Daoxin nodded calmly.

In an instant, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in Fang Yuan's mind, connecting the broken lines one by one. Decades ago, he retreated to Burma, gave up his identity, actively integrated into the local area, became a warlord, faked his old age and died, returned to his roots, and then buried in a treasure land of feng shui, tearing the soil and sealing the territory......

The question is, if the old man is his own person, then whose soil will be split and whose territory will be divided?

Fang Yuan took a light breath, this seemed to be a big game of chess, and this chess had already begun to lay out shadows decades ago, and it was only now that it had faintly surfaced and begun to show its edge.

"Got it?" Zhang Daoxin smiled: "Do you still have questions?" ”

"No ......" Fang Yuan swallowed his throat and said weakly: "Old man, I want to go home now, is it too late?" ”

"Hey, you're on a thief ship, and you still want to go down?" Zhang Daoxin smiled and said, "One word, it's late!" ”

"Actually, I'm not a feng shui master...... Fang Yuan's voice was a little weak: "I'm just a charlatan, and I don't have any skills, I just know how to fool people." ”

"Nonsense!" Zhang Daoxin slammed the table, and with a bang, the teacup slammed.

Fang Yuan bowed his head in a weak heart: "This kind of big thing, a small person like me, I know too much, I'm afraid it's not good." I'm worried...... One day, it will be extinguished. ”

"." Zhang Daoxin laughed, and then said lightly: "Look at your cowardice, if your grandfather sees it, he will have to whip you." Don't look at it, it's the whip in your pocket, whipping your soul and not entering the ...... of reincarnation."

Fang Yuan's eyes widened, bigger than the copper bell: "Old man, do you know my grandfather?" (To be continued)