Lethe River is cold, but the bridge is long.

It seemed that a long time had passed, and it seemed that it was just an instant, Di Zi'an came to his senses, and the clothes on his body automatically changed into a black long coat from the Republic of China period, and he was wearing flat cloth shoes under his feet. Di Zi'an looked at the clothes on his body, and subconsciously touched his face, fortunately, it was still his own.

In terms of the form of crossing, Di Zi'an is still more disgusted with soul wearing, even the body is not his own, many things will feel weird, this kind of mental cleanliness is a little bit of a normal person.

I was in the middle of the inn, Di Zi'an looked around, there were five other people at his table, each lying on the table and falling asleep, and the shopkeeper walked between the tables and chairs, ignoring the drunken guests in the corner.

Di Zi'an thought about it, learned to lie on the edge of the table, and after a while, the dancer also woke up, at this time she did not wear that dance group, but a conservative cheongsam, and her arms were still full of bracelet pendants, most of these jewelry are some spiritual items, although the spirituality is not strong, but it is estimated that it is also some necessary props.

Soon, the other two seniors woke up, and Uncle Li subconsciously touched his waist, took out a red sandalwood smoking gun, and breathed a sigh of relief, as if this was the most valuable treasure in his body.

I have a smoking gun in my hand, and I have it in the world. Uncle Li added tobacco to it beautifully, and the waking speed of Di Zi'an and the students was already expected by them, although it was not necessarily accurate, but the waking time could indeed reflect the physical fitness of the passengers to a large extent.

"Little Er, come here. Uncle Li took a puff of his pipe, his face was slightly soothing, not as dignified as before, it seems that smoke is really a good thing to relieve stress.

"Come on, what do you have to say? Soon the thin man walking through the store came running over and asked as he cleaned up the clutter on the table with a rag in one hand.

"You guys, have you been doing anything strange here lately?" Uncle Li said pointedly, and the shopkeeper's face became ugly and confused.

"Don't laugh at the guests, what strange things can happen......" As he was saying, the male and female newcomers who looked like students also woke up, and Di Zi'an felt that it was about the same time, so he also rubbed his eyes and straightened up.

"This is ......" Di Zi'an wanted to say something, but the dancer stretched out her hand, pointed her fingers at Di Zi'an's lips, and signaled not to interrupt Uncle Li's conversation, Uncle Li smoked a cigarette, smiled, took out a silver dollar from his arms, and threw it in front of the shopkeeper.

The shopkeeper looked at Yinyuan with a straight look in his eyes at the moment, and couldn't help but say, "Guest officer, who are you?"

"Tell me what's going on around here lately, it's yours. Uncle Li spat out the smoke and said lightly, "It's very simple." ”

Sure enough, the shopkeeper didn't worry about it anymore, walked a little closer, and lowered his voice, "Guest officer, I won't tell you, there is really nothing strange in this town, if there really is, it is that Ren Yuanwai's family has been looking for Mr. Feng Shui to bury his father everywhere during this time, and it has made a big fuss, the real Taoist chief did not come, but there were a lot of liars, and there were a few foolish liars who were broken by the staff outside." ”

Uncle Li keenly sensed that something was wrong, and the dancer also squinted her eyes slightly, but the dagger girl on the side didn't listen much, and seemed to be distracted.

"Why do you want to move the grave?" Uncle Li asked, the shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and asked tentatively.

"The guest officer is an outsider, right?"

"I just passed through Guizhen yesterday. ”

"That's right," the shopkeeper lowered his voice, "Twenty years ago, a powerful feng shui gentleman came to Ren Yuanwai's house to choose a cemetery for Ren Yuanwai's deceased father, and it is said that he chose a feng shui treasure place, and since then, Ren Yuanwai has begun to flourish." ”

"Feng Shui Treasure Land ......," Uncle Li gently repeated the key words, "Then why move the grave?"

"Mr. Feng Shui said that this land can only protect the prosperity and wealth of future generations for 20 years, and after 20 years, the grave will be relocated and buried, so that it can continue to be used by future generations. After saying this, the shopkeeper stopped at the silver dollar in Uncle Li's hand, Uncle Li smiled, seemed to be very satisfied with the information provided by Xiao Er, and casually put the silver dollar on the table.

"The last question, how to get away from the staff's house?"

......

"Are we going to pretend to be Mr. Feng Shui to contact that Ren Wai?" Unlike the two students who had been cowardly and did not dare to speak, but did not dare to be left behind by the large army anyway, Di Zi'an approached Uncle Li very familiarly and asked.

"Don't you pretend to be Mr. Feng Shui?" Uncle Li smiled mysteriously, "We are Mr. Feng Shui." ”

"This is Ren Yuanwai's house?" everyone walked all the way, this town is indeed not big, the main street is only the long street where the inn is located, the west end of the long town is the inn, and the easternmost end is the house outside the Renyuan, which is several grades more luxurious than other residences, and the two stone lions at the door are decorations that other townspeople dare not think of.

"Shishi Town Mansion, this is not like a place with evil delusions," Uncle Li muttered to himself, stepped forward to hold the iron ring on the wooden door, and lightly buckled it a few times.

After a while, the wooden door opened from the inside, revealing the head of a maid, "What are you, friends outside the staff?"

"I heard that Ren was looking for Mr. Feng Shui outside, and a few of us passed by here, so we came here to try it. "Uncle Li is not burly, but he is by no means thin, this step up the little maid is also a little scared, very afraid of the evil guest coming to the door, at this time hearing Uncle Li's words, the maid looked at Uncle Li suspiciously, and then looked at a few people behind him,

"Mr. Feng Shui again? So saying, he closed the wooden door again, and the people waited outside the door, and after a long while, footsteps sounded again behind the door.

This time the wooden door was fully opened, and the owner walked out. is a middle-aged fat man who is full of wealth, with a big belly, looking at Uncle Li with squinting eyes, followed by many servants, and the little maid before also walked out. One by one,

I didn't know that I thought this was a martial arts hall, and then Uncle Li and they came to kick the hall.

"Are you Mr. Feng Shui?" Ren Yuanwai was dressed in a cyan flower robe, well-made, high-quality materials, and his nostrils were facing people when he spoke, and the appearance of arrogance and nouveau riche was all written on his face, "What I want is a capable person who is really capable!

"There are no less than ten Feng Shui gentlemen who have broken their legs by me these days, if you don't have real skills, it's too late to leave now!"

Who is this face for? Not only did Di Zi'an squint his eyes slightly, but Uncle Li's face was also a little unkind, but in the end, he didn't have a seizure, "If you don't have real skills, you naturally won't come here to show your ugliness." ”

Hearing Uncle Li's words, the fat man looked at Uncle Li seriously, "Interesting, I hope you won't be dragged out of this door later! The one behind is also your person......" Ren Yuanwai suddenly paused, just because he saw the dancer smiling on the side, and his eyes were straight at the moment,

"This, what kind of person is this girl? ”

The dancer covered her mouth with her hand and chuckled, "I'm also a feng shui gentleman?"

"Ren has never seen such a beautiful feng shui gentleman as a girl, please hurry up!" The look was about to drool, and the fat man seemed to have completely forgotten what he had just said, and politely invited the dancer into the mansion as a guest, and the purpose of this was undoubtedly revealed.

The dancer did not have any disgust on her face, but twisted her bewitching figure, and took the lead into the house, and Ren Yuanwai followed eagerly, with a smile on her face, she had completely forgotten Uncle Li and the others, and his servants saw this, naturally they didn't dare to have any opinions, Uncle Li shook his head with a wry smile,

"Let's go. Everyone entered the mansion together, and the wooden door was closed, and silence returned.