An Ruyi was confused as she listened, and asked inexplicably, "What did you two say?"

Wang Dabao truthfully recounted what happened after the two of them fell into a coma. An Ruyi heard that black and white impermanence had come, and Qian Xiu had offended them because he wanted to kill Emperor Xianfeng, so she glared at Qian Xiu with resentment, but her heart was full of happiness! Because she knew that Qian Xiu's insistence on killing Xianfeng had an inseparable relationship with herself.

The group cleaned up and prepared to exit the ancient tomb. Thinking of this trip to the ancient tomb, everyone sighed. Especially Wang Dabao, thinking of those Daomen artifacts, his heart was even more frustrating. It's just a pity!

Director Huang circled around and optimistically to see if there was anything worth studying. In the end, they had to take optimistic photos as a souvenir! Out of the tomb gate, Qian Xiu and Rufei worked together to arrange a formation to prevent demons from entering.

Outside the Imperial Mausoleum, the sun is shining. Director Huang brought in modern construction machinery in time to bury the entrance of the imperial mausoleum. At this point, the entrance to the imperial tomb in Chengde Villa was blocked on the spot. Director Huang repeatedly invited Qian Xiu and Rufei to work at his archaeological research institute, but the two refused his kindness. But Director Huang's performance in the ancient tomb made everyone full of respect for him!

On the second day, Qian Xiu and his group cooperated with Director Huang to do all the aftermath and prepared to return to Tangshan Fengrun. Xiaoyu has already gone to Sichuan with her aunt to develop, and Li Baohua naturally wants to go to Fengrun with Qian Xiu and Wang Dabao. Plus Rufei, exactly five people in a car.

The black Santana was speeding down the road, the five of them were chatting in the car, and Wang Dabao occasionally dragged two sentences, which made everyone laugh.

Tangsheng Group Headquarters

The four of them sat around the table, and it turned out that Mr. Jin was playing mahjong with his friends. Mr. Jin, who was wearing glasses, suddenly pushed mahjong with both hands and said: "Don't play, I don't know what evil is going to happen these days?

"What's the matter, the wealthy Mr. Jin is distressed when he loses some money?" Mr. Jin asked with a smile opposite a man in his fifties.

"Mr. Chen, no matter how much money you have, you can't lose like this? Now business is getting more and more difficult, and I still have a large group of people under my hands. If you lose like this every day, sooner or later you will have to drink the northwest wind! It's strange for you to say, how can you do this every day if you have bad luck for two days?"

"Why don't I find someone to help you see?"

"Who?"

"Let me tell you Mr. Jin, I know a master! This person is a master of Wutai Mountain, who specializes in watching feng shui for people to transform their fortunes, that is a hundred spirits! If you believe it, I will contact him immediately?" After Mr. Chen finished speaking, he picked up Big Brother on the chair and began to dial.

"Hey, Master Gao, where are you?"

......

When the humble cultivators returned to Fengrun, the brothers of the family set up a banquet for them, needless to say. During the banquet, Wang Dabao talked vividly about his trip to Chengde, how he bravely fought the carp essence and how he fought against the impermanence of black and white, and simply praised himself as an omnipotent hero! Qian Xiu was naturally embarrassed to expose his lies, and several people who listened to it were stunned.

On the morning of the second day, someone from Tangsheng Group suddenly came, and it turned out that Mr. Jin had something to find Qianxiu.

Only then did Qian Xiu remember that he was a member of Tangsheng Group, and he still received their salary every month. Earning other people's money, it is natural to listen to other people's greetings. Qian Xiu called Dabao, and the two went together. Rufei stayed behind to teach Li Baohua some basic Taoist techniques.

General Office of Kim

A big monk was talking about something in a colorful voice, and Mr. Jin sat behind the boss's desk and listened to it as if he was fascinated! Mr. Chen was accompanied by a smiling face. Qian Xiu and Wang Dabao entered the office, and Mr. Jin motioned for them to sit down and let the great monk continue.

"Master Jin, I don't know if you have heard of the words "one life, two fortunes and three feng shui"?

"I've heard it, I've heard it!"

"The so-called one life, two fortunes and three feng shui have created a person's life. These three factors complement each other, but they cannot be generalized! Destiny and destiny are fate in the front and fortune in the back; three points of destiny and seven points of fortune in the future; and knowing one's destiny in advance and changing one's fortune the day after tomorrow.

From the moment a person is born, his fate is already predestined. Of course, you are one in a million good fortunes! This is undoubtedly a thing! As for luck, I don't think you are going well these days?

"Master, you are truly divine!"

Speaking of feng shui, there are too many exquisitenesses! Mainly the yang house, the yin house of the ancestors, the office place, and so on. Since the gold donor can make such a big business, Feng Shui is naturally no problem! Today we will mainly talk about your luck.

Luck is something that cannot be seen or touched, and people who have a bad life will also have good luck. On the contrary, no matter how good a person is, there will be times when his luck is not good. Just like you ...... now."

When Qian Xiu and Wang Dabao heard this, they realized that Mr. Jin had invited a master to change his fortune! Qian Xiu couldn't help but seriously look at the great monk in front of him.

The big monk in front of him is about sixty years old, with kind eyebrows and kind eyes. Inside, he wore a yellow cloth monk's robe, and a red robe was draped diagonally outside, and a string of Buddhist beads hung around his neck. The twelve ring scars on the top of the head are shocking!

"Twelve ring scars!"

It turned out that the ring scar on the top of the monk's head was exquisite. The ring scar first appeared in the Yuan Dynasty, when the rulers were cruel and tyrannical, but they respected Buddhism. Some ordinary people pretend to be monks in order to survive.

In order to distinguish between true and false monks, the ruler thought of the method of burning ring scars. Burning scars is a very painful process, and there is a strict hierarchy of scars. When monks first enter the monastery, there are usually three or six.

As one becomes proficient in the Dharma and contributes to the monastery, the number of ordination scars increases. The most numerous are the 12 precept scars, which represent the profundity of Buddhism or the master of a monastery! However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, for the sake of the health of monks, this system was abolished.

"There is a saying in our Buddhist family, although the rain is great, it does not moisten the grass without roots, and although the Dharma is lenient, there is no one who has no cause! If the gold donor is a person who is related to the Buddhist family, and the old man gives a helping hand, the gold donor will definitely come to the time to run the good fortune and ......

"Master, how can I know if I am a person who is related to the Buddhist family?" asked Mr. Jin.

"Amitabha, this is simple. After the great monk finished announcing the Buddha's name, he quickly took out a palm-sized Buddha statue in the cloth bag and placed it in front of Mr. Jin's desk.

"Master Jin, touch this Buddha statue with your hand. If you can hear the chanting of the Buddha, you are a person who is related to my Buddha. If you can't hear anything, there's nothing you can do. ”

Mr. Jin obediently stretched out a hand and covered it over the Buddha statue, and an incredible look of shock suddenly appeared on his face. Qian Xiu knew from his expression that Mr. Jin must have heard the sound of chanting Buddha.

After a while, Mr. Jin retracted his hand and said excitedly: "Master, I heard the sound of the Buddha!"

"Since the golden donor can hear the sound of chanting the Buddha, he is the person who is destined for my Buddha! Today, the old man is desperately trying to leak the heavenly secret, and he also wants to help the golden donor!"