How would a person who was thought to be dead suddenly come back to life?

Anyway, seeing this old man, many people were scared stupid. Fortunately, it is daytime, and if it is changed to night, it is estimated that many people will be scared out of heart disease and faint and lie down.

Seeing a group of frightened people, the old man had a bit of smugness hidden in his eyes, and then walked to the side of the old Taoist priest and said softly: "Brother, I'm sorry for you." ”

The old Taoist priest was very calm, as if he had already known this, and nodded casually: "You and I have known each other for many years, this is as it should be." ”

When the two of them were indifferent, others also reacted one after another. Looking at the old man's appearance, as well as the shadow of the underground, and the familiar voice and smile, it doesn't look like a ghost.

For a moment, Sanger was pleasantly surprised: "Grandpa, it turns out that you are not dead." ”

"Do you want me dead?" The old man turned his head and scolded with a smile.

"No, that's not what I meant......" Sanger hurriedly shook his head, then cautiously stepped forward, plucked up the courage to hold the old man's arm, and felt the temperature of the old man's body. At this moment, he was 100% sure that the teacher was really a big living person, which naturally made him overjoyed and very excited and happy.

For Sange's small actions, the old man saw it in his eyes, and he also had some praise: "Sange, you have worked hard during this time, and you have been trekking through mountains and rivers all day long, so you have suffered a lot." ”

"I'm fine......" Sanger's eyes were a little moist: "I just heard that grandpa you...... I feel sad ......"

"Silly boy." The old man patted Sanger on the shoulder and smiled kindly, "Have you forgotten what I told you when I went out?" ”

"I didn't forget. You say......" Sanger blinked, and his expression became very strange: "You seem to have said, no matter what news you hear, don't be in a hurry to believe it, and carefully screen the true and false ......"

Instantly. Sanger wondered: "Grandpa, did you have an arrangement at that time, why did you do this?" ”

"Myanmar, this time...... It's not peaceful. The old man was calm and smiled: "If I 'die'." Certain people must be at ease, and then despise your father and do not object to his ascendancy. ”

"Oh~~" Sanger suddenly understood that this was a trick of power and opportunity. Of course, he also understood. The purpose of the old man's fake death is probably not so simple. It's just that in front of the public, he didn't want to ask in detail, but he was very happy: "Grandpa, as long as you're okay." ”

"Don't worry, I know my body and bones, and I can last at least a few years." The old man smiled and said, "You can't die in three or five years, and it is estimated that some people will know about it." It's time to scold me for being old again. ”

"Who dare." Sanger glared, very strong.

"We'll talk about that later." The old man changed the topic and looked at Fang Yuan on the side. A gentle smile appeared on his face: "Presumably, this little friend is Master Fang." ”

"Grandpa, he is Fang Yuan." Sanger nodded slightly, his expression a little complicated.

"Master Fang, I've admired my name for a long time." The old man walked over and stretched out his palm with a smile.

Fang Yuan glanced at the old man. He looked down at the palm in front of him, and saw that the palm was thin and thin. There's no flesh left, so the knuckles protrude. It is like a knotted tree root, full of the vicissitudes of time.

Of course, Fang Yuan paid more attention to the thick calluses on his knuckles, which should be the traces left by holding the gun for many years. It was these traces that made him clearly realize that this old man was not an ordinary old man, but a warlord. That's right, a warlord, a warlord in power.

Although it is said that this warlord is affiliated with a foreign power, when he comes to China, it is the dragon that wants to coil and the tiger who has to squat up. However, it is not something he can bear to really initiate ruthlessness.

Therefore, Fang Yuan also responded politely: "Sang Lao, fortunately!" ”

"Master Fang, my grandson is a little short-tempered, after all, he is a young man, he is impulsive and impulsive, and he doesn't know how to cultivate his mind and control himself, please forgive me." The old man apologized.

"Don't dare to ......" Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "The reason is mine, not him." ”

The old man smiled and asked, "Master Fang, in fact, I'm also very curious, is it that he has done something to offend you these days, and he doesn't realize it?" ”

"It's not ......" Fang Yuan said truthfully: "Since these days, Brother Sang has taken good care of me, which makes me very grateful. ”

"In that case, then why are you hiding the fact that you have found a treasure of feng shui?" Sanger asked, his tone impulsive and bewildered.

"Don't be impatient, you can't eat hot tofu in a hurry, and you have to talk about it slowly." The old man pressed his empty hand, and after reassuring him for a few words, his eyes flashed and said, "If it's not a personal grudge, then it's out of public interest?" ”

"Gongxin?" The others were stunned, there was no public intention in this matter, it was Fang Yuan's selfishness. After all, finding a treasure of feng shui but hiding it is a very unkind behavior. Whoever knows can despise the condemnation.

This is also why the old Taoist priest said just now that doing so would ruin Fang Yuan's reputation for painstaking management. Not only did it ruin his reputation, but it could even be said that it ruined Fang Yuan's future as a feng shui master in the future.

This is not a joke, if you think about it carefully, you will understand, everyone looking for a feng shui master is a kind of trust, if even the most basic trust is gone, there will definitely be no one to find a feng shui master to do things anymore.

No matter how powerful the feng shui master is, if the character is not good, everyone cannot feel at ease. Thinking of this, the others were even more surprised, they didn't understand why Fang Yuan did this, could it be that he was blinded by lard and consumed by the desire for profit?

At this time, Fang Yuan was also stunned for a moment, as if he was surprised, but soon he calmed down: "Elder Sang, whether it is public or selfish, is it so important?" ”

"Of course it is." The old man smiled and said, "If it's selfishness, then there's definitely nothing to talk about." If it is out of public interest, there is still room for turnaround. ”

"Grandpa, what other public heart can he have?" Sanger was amazed.

The old man smiled, and his voice was very light: "If it is not unexpected, it should not be my race, and its heart must be different." Master Fang, am I right? Feng Shui has no borders, but Feng Shui masters are ...... with national concepts"

"What?" When others heard the sound, their hearts were suddenly shocked and thoughtful.

At the same time, Fang Yuan's face also changed slightly, he didn't expect that the old man really understood his thoughts.

"National ideas?" Sanger was stunned for a moment, some understood, but more did not understand: "Why, even if we live in Myanmar, we are still overseas Chinese." Especially my grandfather, whose ancestors grew up here, now wants to return to the roots, is there anything that can't be done? ”

"No, no." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "If it's just buried near the village, then there will definitely be no problem." But if you want to occupy the treasure of feng shui, you don't have to negotiate. ”

Fang Yuan said it easily, but it revealed a categorical meaning.

"Why?" Sanger couldn't help but ask again.

Fang Yuan was silent, without meaning to explain. At this moment, the old Taoist priest next to him spoke up and said leisurely: "Because the feng shui treasure here is...... The Land of Princes! ”

"The land of princes?" Sanger was a little confused, and then he realized something, and his eyes immediately lit up, as if he was surprised.

"Yes, the land of princes." The old Taoist priest also sighed a little: "In ancient times, it was a princely land that could tear the soil and seal the territory. If you're lucky enough, you might have a chance to win the Ninth Five-Year Plan. ”

"Winning the Ninth Five-Year ......" Sanger's breathing immediately became very short.

At the right time, Fang Yuan's expression suddenly changed color, and he was shocked: "You know? ”

"Of course I do." The old Taoist priest nodded calmly: "I knew it decades ago. ”

"That's right." The old man also showed gratitude: "It was thanks to my brother's guidance that I put my heart sideways, and when I was defeated, I went directly to Myanmar, and then I have been operating for many years to have today's ......."

"Since you already knew, why are you looking for me?" Fang Yuan frowned and said, "Trick me?" ”

"No, I know that there is a feng shui earth here, but I don't know the specific location." The old Taoist priest's expression was a little complicated: "I have been studying for decades, but I always feel that there is a layer of gauze, as if I am looking at flowers in the fog, and it is difficult to recognize the true face of Lushan." ”

When everyone heard this, their reactions were different, Sanger and the others sighed in disappointment, while Fang Yuan glanced at the old Taoist priest in surprise, and then slowly showed a little smile on his face.

"You really don't know where it is?" Fang Yuan asked.

"I don't know......" the old Taoist priest replied very honestly.

"Then I'll rest assured......" Fang Yuan was in a good mood and waved his hand: "Goodbye, everyone!" ”

Fang Yuan wanted to leave, but was surrounded again.

"What do you do?" Fang Yuanyi said solemnly: "I tell you, what you do is legally called illegal detention, and you will be ......imprisoned."

"Master Fang, you misunderstood, we didn't mean to detain you, we just think that you and I hit it off at first sight, we should talk more, so why rush to leave." The old man smiled and stretched out his hand to invite: "Go and have a cup ......of tea first, no matter what it is, as long as everyone communicates sincerely, we will definitely be able to solve it satisfactorily and reach an agreement."

The strength is stronger than people, Fang Yuan can be regarded as involuntarily, before he can react, he is rushed by a wave of people, and then "flowed" to the next room as if he was drifting with the tide.

"You go out......" The old man waved again, and the group disappeared outside the door like a low tide.

"Wait!" Fang Yuan suddenly stopped, then pointed to Sang Er outside the door, and said casually: "That guy stole my things, which made me feel uncomfortable. You help me beat him up first, and beat him to the point that the uncles and uncles in the village don't know him, and then I'm in the mood to talk to you. Otherwise, I would be so flustered that I wouldn't be in the mood to chat. ”

"Huh?" When Sang Er heard this, he suddenly had a feeling of impending a catastrophe, he felt that the limelight was wrong, and he was about to slip away, but he was surrounded by a group of big men.

Sang Er panicked, frightened and anxious, and couldn't help but tear up his voice and shouted angrily: "Sang Shao, we are relatives." Besides, even if I have no merit, I have hard work, and you can't do this to me...... Help~~" (To be continued)