The sudden scene frightened Mu Ran back again and again, and the flame continued to burn, and the blade and the Yimei Daoist were also forced to retreat by the scorching flames, and a low roar continued to come out of the zombie's mouth, which showed that it was in great pain, and because the Yimei Daoist was entangled with the ink fountain line stained with black dog blood, the zombie couldn't move, and could only keep twisting his body, trying to struggle away from the seemingly unstable ink fountain line.

"You weren't supposed to exist! Let's go!" Yimei Daoren looked at the zombie, and suddenly pulled out the thousand-year-old peach wood sword inserted in the zombie's body, and then swung it vigorously and slashed towards the zombie's neck.

It's strange to say, although this peachwood sword is made of peachwood, but it is not affected by the flames, it is still intact, without any damage, as the sword of the eyebrow Taoist waved, the zombie's burning head flew up violently, and then, the body also fell heavily to the ground.

As the flames burned, the zombie's body quickly dried up, and soon turned into a pile of black ash as the flames went out, and the zombie turned into a pile of black ash and scattered around.

"Solved!" Mu Ran had a look of surprise on his face, and when he saw that the zombie had disappeared, he hurriedly jumped in front of Yimei Daoren, looked at the location where the original zombie was and said.

"Quick...... Get out of here!" Yimei Daoist seemed to be very tired, his face was pale and crumbling, Mu Ran hurriedly stepped forward to support him, and then led the blade to walk briskly outside.

The battle movement of a few people just now was really not small, and the flames on the zombies were even more eye-catching in the dark night, not to mention the low and terrifying howl, in order not to attract the attention of others, Mouran and the others quickly walked towards the "Nangutai".

Not long after Mouran and the others left, several people in police uniforms arrived with flashlights, and after a few people used flashlights to turn around, they did not notice anything unusual before leaving.

Mu Ran and the others had already rushed back to "Nangutai" at this moment, and Yimei Daoist seemed to be fighting against zombies, which consumed a lot, his face was bloodless, and his face was iron-blue, and as soon as he returned to "Nangutai", he went into the room without looking back.

"It seems that Uncle Nine is really tired tonight! Call! I can't deal with these demons and monsters next time I die. Mouran looked at the room where Yimei Dao was located, let out a long breath, and muttered.

Then Mouran looked at the time, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, but he didn't feel sleepy at all, the impact of tonight's events on him was too great, and he almost died under the claws of zombies, recalling the thrilling scene before, he couldn't help but tremble.

"That's it! Rest early!" Mougins stood up, walked to Blade's side, patted Blade's shoulder and said, then turned around and walked towards his room, although he was scared a lot yesterday, but this afternoon he did a ritual, but it made Mougins feel a lot more at ease.

Hearing this, Blade nodded, unloaded the long knife that never left his body, and walked towards his room.

Early the next morning, the whole Xiangjiang was boiling, because last night Yimei Dao and the zombie war made a movement, so that many people around saw the strange situation, the major weekly magazines on the strange situation that happened last night made a report, many weekly magazines are exaggerated, reflecting that what happened at the old school site behind Nangutai last night is related to the feng shui master who just moved into "Nangutai", and the analysis in the report has a nose and eyes, which is extremely reasonable, as if it is their own personal experience.

At this time, the reputation of Yimei Daoist people spread, and many people who were already interested in the ghost house of "Nangutai" became curious about this mysterious feng shui master who suddenly appeared.

Even many reporters rushed to the door of "Nangutai" early in the morning, waiting early, hoping to interview this mysterious feng shui master who became popular overnight.

"Why are there so many people early in the morning?" Mougins was woken up early in the morning by the noise at the door, and then he looked and saw that the huge gate had been completely blocked, and there were no less than 100 people, in addition to some people watching the excitement, there were many reporters with microphones and cameras waiting at the door.

"It seems that there are a lot more people today than yesterday!" When Mougins saw that there were so many people, more than double that of yesterday, he couldn't help but wonder.

"Look at this and you'll know!" Blade chewed bread in his mouth, threw out a magazine, and said to Mougins.

"The ghost house is strange again, all because of the appearance of a mysterious feng shui master!" Mougins picked up the magazine, only to see that the cover was printed with a photo of a Taoist yesterday, and there was a huge red headline on the photo, which was extremely eye-catching.

"Huh! Uncle Nine's dress is really unusual, he looks like a master! I'll wait for him to get up and show him!" Mougins smiled and flipped through the magazine.

"Last night was too much movement! A lot of people have seen it!" Blade sat down and said to Mougins with a calm face.

Hearing this, Mu Ran smiled and said, "What if you see it?" What I want is such an effect, Blade, you will go to the door and talk to those people in a while, just say that starting today, every day "Nangutai" will choose a destined person to help him see feng shui. ”

Blade nodded, and stuffed the bread in his hand into his mouth three or five times, although he was not used to showing his face in crowded places, but due to the system, he still had to listen to Mougin's words, and after eating the bread, Blade stood up and walked towards the outside of the house.

When Blade released Mougin's original words, those reporters rushed to ask questions around Blade, especially last night's incident, which became the main topic of inquiry.

"Hello! Sir, can you tell me if the master was responsible for what happened last night?"

"Many people heard the howling last night, and there was a strong fire and smell, may I ask if it is as rumored?"

"May I ask if the master can come out and accept everyone's interview?"

"Why haven't you seen the master come out yet? Who are you a master?"

……

Blade was not used to being surrounded by everyone, if it weren't for Mougin, I'm afraid he wouldn't have been killed, and now these people are really a little irritable, and even have an urge to kill everyone.

"I don't know what to do! Don't ask me!" Blade whispered coldly, then turned around and closed the iron door again.

In the morning, although the blade released the wind, no one is willing to try it yet, not because no one is willing to let Yimei Dao people see feng shui, but because the price is too high, and the high level is not something that ordinary people can afford.

This place in Xiangjiang is different from other places, where feng shui is mostly priced in square meters, and Mougins and others are also following the customs, calculating the price according to the square, some people have asked about the price, and the price offered by Mougins is indeed jaw-dropping, a square meter actually costs 50,000 RMB, such a price is not at all affordable for ordinary families.

Although the per capita consumption level of Xiangjiang is relatively high, there are only so many people who believe in feng shui, not to mention that most of the people who believe in it are also older and do not have so much spare money.

After all, a house in Xiangjiang must have twenty or thirty square meters, and if you look at feng shui once, you must have at least one million yuan, which is a few points more expensive than the price of buying a house, and such a high price is not something that ordinary people can afford.

When everyone learned about the price of Feng Shui for the mysterious Taoist priest in Nangutai, many people scoffed.

"This Taoist priest is really greedy enough, looking at the price of feng shui, it is so high, I don't know if Lu Dao is a liar."

"The price is indeed high, a little terrifying, the famous White Dragon King of the Taiguo country, I'm afraid he won't dare to break out such a price, this Taoist priest also dares to speak?"

"Maybe people have real skills, and they get what they pay for, but Feng Shui is not something we can play."

"That's right, what time is it! Isn't there a saying? Right! It's called the poor to play with cars, the rich to play with watches, the rich to play with cake-cutting, Nima, I think only those who play cake cutting can afford this.

……

And Mu Ran and the others waited until the afternoon, but still no one was willing to come to see Feng Shui, Mu Ran couldn't help but be a little anxious, and even regretted that the price was higher.

Just when Mougins was fidgeting and wanted to lower the price, suddenly a shout came from outside the door: "May I ask if there is a master of feng shui here?"

Hearing the voice, a smile appeared on Mu Ran's face, and he hurriedly led the blade towards the courtyard, only to see an old man in his sixties dressed in a suit and leather shoes, standing outside the iron gate under the escort of several seemingly bodyguards.

Seeing this, Mu Ran hurriedly let the blade open the iron door, and the old man walked straight to Mu Ran, looked at Mu and then frowned and asked, "May I ask you are the master of the eyebrows?"

Hearing this, Mougins smiled and said, "No! I'm the agent of Master Yimei, sir, are you here to see Feng Shui?"

Mu Ran looked at the old man, and saw that his figure was bowing downstairs, his face was pale, and his hands were trembling slightly, as if he was sick, and his complexion looked extremely bad.

Despite this, the old man looked extremely neat, there was a faint fragrance on his body, and his manners and speech were extremely decent, plus the five or six bodyguards with cold faces behind him, it was obvious that the identity of this old man was not simple.

"This ...... Can I talk to the master alone?" When the old man heard Mu Ran's words, he hesitated for a moment and said to Mu Ran. (To be continued......)