Chapter 9 New Goals

Luochen Daoist said to Ling Fan that the art of feng shui is not a mysterious thing, it is just a specific manifestation of Taoist wisdom, and this wisdom is very hidden, and the world can rarely see through its appearance and see its inside, so it is considered to be a non-existent or mysterious thing. In fact, to put it bluntly, Feng Shui is also a science, in the words of today's era, it is a comprehensive science. So he used Deng Long's company as an example to explain what Feng Shui is.

Under the explanation of the head of the dusty road, the mysterious feng shui has become so simple and easy to understand, Ling Fan, Chu Tianyu, and Zhang Xiao can't help but look at each other, it turns out that this is feng shui, after taking off the veil of mystery, you will find that feng shui is a comprehensive science that is related to the most common architecture, medicine, and biophysics.

"Then I have heard that the Taoist chief helped Deng Long to see his face, and warned Deng Long that there will be a great disaster in the near future, and this disaster cannot be eliminated but can only be alleviated, and it must accumulate virtue and do good, so that the disaster will be delayed, is this the case?" Ling Fan asked.

"This matter also has to start from the time I helped Deng Long remove the company's fountain, when I saw Deng Long's face on the first day, I found that his blessing was exhausted, presumably when he was too arrogant and lascivious when he was young, and his blessing was exhausted, and then disaster came, I warned him that he must do more good deeds in the future, otherwise disaster will be! But who knew that when Deng Long knew that a disaster was coming, not only did he not reflect, but he also wanted to change his life against the sky and forcibly eliminate the blessings and misfortunes.

In order to be able to eliminate disasters through shortcuts, Deng Long stretched out his greedy eyes to my little white fox. This little white fox was given to me by a hunter back then, and I saw that this little white fox had a docile personality and was quite humane, so I often brought it to my side, but in fact, there was nothing, just like it. In order to prevent the white fox from being stolen, I also described it as a heavenly spirit fox, but I didn't expect this intention to be distorted by Deng Long, so he tried every means to get my white fox. I knew that if this white fox was given to him, then he would know that the white fox would give him a disaster and solve the disaster, so as to forget the root of accumulating virtue and doing good, so I refused Deng Long's high price many times.

But I didn't expect that a person's obsession would be so deep, this person is Zhao Wenqi, this woman is very deep, and she will do whatever it takes to achieve her goals. But she is a great fortune and noble, although she is young and proud, she must be difficult when she is old. She did not hesitate to kill me in order to succeed, although in the end I was only stunned for a moment, but when I woke up, I found that the white fox had been taken away by her, and I couldn't help but sigh that all this was fate, thinking that since the little white fox was described by me as a heavenly spiritual creature, it was obvious that he would not be abused by them, so I left the residence directly, and since then I have never appeared in Qingshan City again, and I no longer easily help people to see the feng shui.

That's all I want to say, this is the matter between me and Deng Long, little donor, can what I said help you? The Falling Dust Daoist smiled.

The words of the Falling Dust Dao Leader made Ling Fan understand many things, but there were also many things that he did not understand, and now Ling Fan felt that there were two questions that needed to be answered: one was where did the little white fox run now? The second is who is the friend who helped Zhao Wenqi find the chief of the dusty road? Why would he be so enthusiastic to help Zhao Wenqi?

Ling Fan told the Falling Dust Daoist about Deng Long's death and the questions in his heart, and sure enough, when he heard Ling Fan's words, the Luochen Daoist didn't feel too much surprise, and even didn't show too much surprise about Deng Long's aging overnight, but he couldn't help but sigh a little when he heard that the little white fox was missing.

"Dao Chief, I want to ask you a question, do you believe that the little white fox would transform into a human form and suck up Deng Long's essence and escape?" Ling Fan asked.

"Haha, there are many mysterious things in the world that we need to use our own wisdom to uncover them, so I can only tell you to believe in yourself in everything and not to be deceived by superficial phenomena. Okay, that's all for today, and more secrets need to be uncovered by you young people. As he spoke, the Falling Dust Daoist got up from the bench and walked towards the door, but when the Falling Dust Daoist was about to walk to the door, he stopped, looked back at Ling Fan and said with a smile: "Little donor, please remember that you must come to Qinglong Mountain to find me after the matter that plagues you is resolved, because your face has many secrets, and if you can find the little white fox of Poor Dao, please help Poor Dao find it back, Poor Dao will be grateful." ”

Ling Fan said with a smile: "I still believe in myself in things like physiognomy, but I will try my best to help the Daoist find the matter of the little white fox, I just hope that it is still alive now." ”

"Thank you, oh, by the way, you asked me just now, who is the only son of my old man, I haven't told you yet, his name is Zhang Youyu." After saying that, Longchen smiled at Fuda and strode out of the room.

"Zhang Youyu?!" Ling Fan kept chanting this name in his mouth, and suddenly he remembered the business card that Yu Bo gave him when he was at Deng's house in the morning, it seemed that the name on it seemed to be Zhang Youyu, sure enough, Ling Fan stared at the name on the business card for a long time and did not react, sure enough, Zhang Youyu was the friend who helped Zhao Wenqi, and this Zhang Youyu was still Deng Long's friend, but Zhao Wenqi did not talk about it, it seemed that it was time to visit this timber merchant named Zhang Youyu.

"Ling Fan, you'd better investigate the person named Zhang Youyu, I feel that this person is not simple, maybe he has something to do with this case, and he should also be on your blacklist." Zhang Xiao walked up to Ling Fan's side, patted him on the shoulder and smiled.

"Haha, I'm so glad you're not my opponent, but my friend!" Ling Fan looked at Zhang Xiao sincerely and smiled, "Otherwise, I really wouldn't be willing to catch you again." ”

"You don't stinky fart, if I hadn't followed Tianyu back last time, would it be so easy for you to catch me?!" Zhang Xiao held his head high and smiled.

"Hehe, of course there is a way, but I won't tell you! Okay, we're going to rush back to the city now, and we're going to see who that Zhang Youyu is. Ling Fan raised his hand towards Tianyu and said with a smile.

"I said Ah Fan and Chu girl, can't you eat here after you finally come once?" Fauber's face seemed a little unhappy.

"Don't worry, Fu Bo, after this case is solved, we will come to the house for dinner, and you can prepare more when the time comes, Tianyu is a big stomach!"

"Stinky Lingfan, you are!" Tianyu pursed the corners of his mouth and kicked Ling Fan.

A burst of laughter rang out from the dilapidated house, and at this moment, not far away, a black figure in a black trench coat was looking at the people in the dilapidated house, and when he looked at him again, he was no longer there, as if he had not existed at all.