What Jin Hao wants me to save is the person I saw in the last video, that is, what Wan Xiaolong said, Jin Hao's father.

"Now, what's the situation?"

"Burned all the seedlings and corpse medicines, moved out of the evil place, built a sun room on the terrace on the top of the twenty-second floor, and slept in a hammock......

"Twenty-four hours a day, with a large stage light to illuminate him, so that he is always surrounded by yang energy."

I know that this person is because of the Miao medicine and the corpse medicine that caused the cold poison to attack the body.

Leave the place of yin and evil, treat the symptoms but not the root cause.

Last time, because the gunmen from the south made trouble, I didn't have time to talk to Jin Hao in detail.

"How can it be cured? Over there in the capital, my three little mothers are waiting for Brother Tian's move! ”

"Can you send it to Bianliang?"

Jin Hao shook his head: "He is mentally confused now, and he talks nonsense at night, as if he is possessed by an evil demon." I was afraid of danger on the road, so I didn't dare to move him. ”

He and Wan Xiaolongyan looked at me, I knew what they meant, and wanted me to go to the capital.

"Brother Tian, can I ask you to take a trip out of your busy schedule?"

I shook my head lightly: "He should have left the northern capital a long time ago, the northern non deuce, he is in the yin and evil spirit, if he doesn't leave there, Hua Tuo is alive, and he can't be saved." ”

Jin Hao stomped his feet and looked at Wan Xiaolong.

"Jin Hao, since you came to ask Brother Tian, then do what Brother Tian said."

Wan Xiaolong saw the signs and knew that I had something I didn't want to say clearly.

He took Jin Hao away and asked in a low voice, "Brother Tian, is it a matter of consultation fees?" ”

"No, it's a cure. I must fight poison with poison and take strong medicine. Jin Hao didn't believe me, if I gave a prescription and he showed it to others, he would be denied. ”

Wan Xiaolong was annoyed: "Brother Tian, if other doctors had a way, they wouldn't beg us?" ”

That being said, however, if I prescribe a prescription and show it to an ordinary quack, I will be scared half to death.

"What then?"

"Let Jin Hao get his father to Bianliang City, and I will prescribe, dispense, and treat the disease here, and ensure that the medicine is cured."

Wan Xiaolong nodded again and again, and hurriedly went out to tell Jin Hao.

Last time, I talked to Jin Hao about that person's condition, and I haven't thought of a treatment yet.

This disease requires a primer for medicine.

In the traditional Chinese medicine industry, the medicine primer of a pair of medicines is like a can opener, and without the medicine primer, no matter how much Chinese medicine you drink, it will be in vain.

This person is too deeply poisoned, and if you want to fight poison with poison, you have to find something that is highly poisonous.

Thankfully, I now have the "pull".

In the dark, the heavens have already given the waypost.

If there is no "opportunity", Jin Hao begs me, I can only prescribe ordinary prescriptions, let the other party slowly change his physique, rely on the righteousness in his heart, and get rid of the harm of Miao medicine and corpse medicine.

No one can guarantee how long it will take to be cured, at least ten years away.

With the "pull machine", I can guarantee that this person will be reborn within seven days.

The key prerequisite is that Jin Hao and the Jin family have to believe me, so that they will not ask around with my prescriptions and scare those quacks to death.

Wan Xiaolong brought Jin Hao in, and both of them firmly expressed their complete belief in me.

"Xiaolong, then I will prescribe medicine, some drugs must be guaranteed for the year, and the medicinal power is enough."

Wan Xiaolong laughed and patted his chest vigorously: "Brother Tian, don't worry, the biggest medicinal herb street in Bianliang City is my family, as long as you prescribe a prescription, I will definitely provide the best authentic medicinal herbs." ”

The two of them divided labor, and Jin Hao immediately entered Beijing overnight and took his father to Bianliang in a Mercedes-Benz nanny car.

Wan Xiaolong sent me back, and when he was about to arrive at the rental house, he discussed with me with a smile: "Brother Tian, with your identity, how can you live here?" Over there—"

I refuse his kindness, Yang House, Yin House, Feng Shui first.

Ordinary people only know to look at the surface of the house, whether it is big enough, whether it is magnificent, whether it is in the high-end villa area?

In fact, without Feng Shui, there is no way to talk about "mansions".

The reason why "mansions" are "luxurious" is that they pay attention to good people living in good places, which have a long history and endure for a long time.

Wan Xiaolong thought that the villa area was better than the rental house, but in fact, it may not be.

Back at the rental house, the room was already cleaned.

Sun Agarwood was waiting for me under the lamp, boiling red dates and ginger tea next to him.

She explained to me the resignation of Monk Sun as Wan Xiaolong's martial arts teacher: "I only hope that the monk remembers his identity, although he is temporarily poor, he must keep the bottom line." The dragon lurks in the abyss, waiting to be stung. ”

At this moment, Sun Agarwood is no longer a countryman who walks the streets and alleys to collect waste, but is more like a deep and calm lady with a splendid mind.

"Wan Xiaolong is not a bad person, and it is not a bad thing to associate with him."

"Brother Tian, the monk will do great things in the future and become a dragon and phoenix among people. I have a hunch that I won't have to wait too long. ”

I respect Sun Agarwood's opinion, and I will settle it with the logistics company and not let Monk Sun be implicated.

"In the past few days, let the monk follow me, and I will look at him."

Sun Agarwood got up and bowed gratefully, thanking him again and again.

The next morning, I told Monk Sun not to go anywhere and to follow me.

He will leave when I go, he will sit when I sit, and do nothing without my permission.

Monk Sun grinned and snickered: "Brother Tian, that's good, I'll follow you, my sister said, let me study hard with you and do great things in the future." ”

I look at his physiognomy, there is no noble face, not a material for going out and going into the phase.

If there were people in Zhao Pujia's capital, they would not have fallen to this.

At ten o'clock in the morning, I just wanted to take Monk Sun to the small road to take a walk to see if there was any luck in picking up the leak, when I received a call from Zhou Liang.

"Brother Tian, I have a senior who is looking at the Yin Mansion here, and he saw the location of the tomb you chose last time and wants to talk to you."

The tomb I chose for Zhao Pujia is for future generations, and Wang is a man rather than a daughter.

You can't have both.

When the ancestors are buried, only one branch can be chosen.

It is a good thing to have a son, a daughter and two flowers in the family, but when the ancestors are buried, they can only choose one of the two.

Many ordinary people don't understand this truth, and they all said that it is outrageous that the ancestors buried a good feng shui and can bless a large family.

I went to Zhou Liang's company next to the funeral home, and his family had made a fortune in the funeral industry for generations, and the earliest ancestors could be traced back to before the Opium War.

Zhou Liang's company is called "Bianliang Dadi Funeral Co., Ltd.", and there is a metal plaque hanging at the door, which is shining brightly and extraordinarily magnificent.

After entering Zhou Liang's office, he was a little depressed.

"Brother Tian, mention something, if you say something wrong, don't you be annoyed?"

I smiled and nodded, knowing that it was related to Zhao Pujia's tomb.

At that time, in the atlas given to me by Zhou Liang, there were a variety of high-level tombs, but none of them were in my eyes.

Feng Shui and people must be compatible.

Otherwise, under the nine springs, the ghosts will be unsafe, and they will definitely harm future generations.

Zhou Liang pointed at Monk Sun: "Brother, can you avoid it first, I have something to discuss with Brother Tian." ”

Waiting for Monk Sun to walk out, Zhou Liangcai said, "Brother Tian, can you please let out that tomb?" ”

I laughed angrily, Zhao Pujia has been buried, how can there be a reason to directly change the tomb and let the tomb?

Besides, the tomb that is suitable for Zhao Pujia may not be suitable for others.

"Why?"

Zhou Liang took out a check with seven digits on it - three million.

"Brother Tian, get out of the tomb, this check is yours, it's your sister and brother, okay?"

I realized that there must be another charlatan who took a fancy to the tomb, and also calculated the feng shui gossip, and finally determined that the tomb must be taken before he is willing to pay blood.

"Brother Tian, I can't hide it, this senior who looks at the Yin Mansion is my father's good buddy, and he has a lifelong friendship. He looked at the Yin Mansion for a friend in the South China Sea, and after walking most of China, he fell in love here. ”

Zhou Liang was a little embarrassed, but a check for three million should be able to impress many people.

Besides, Zhao Pujia is dead, and if he moves the tomb, he will earn three million for Sun Agarwood and Monk Sun, which is a good thing.

In front of the check, everything that doesn't make sense becomes very reasonable.

"Zhou Liang, what will happen if you don't let it?"

Zhou Liang's face flushed: "This senior helped my grandfather and grandfather see the Yin Mansion in the past, and he was effective every step of the way, and he had a life-saving grace for my father." ”

He spoke very reservedly, but as soon as the carved door on the side opened, a middle-aged man with a red face and pigtails strode in.

"Three million, the money is not enough to add more, but I have to decide on this yin house!"

The greasy middle-aged man pointed at me, the huge agate wrench on his right index finger radiating a dazzling red light.

Later, Zhou Tonghai followed, with some impatience on his face: "Ye Tian, Master Song is my friend, and my friend's face must be given, right?" ”

I hadn't decided whether to leave the tomb or not, and the two old fellows were so arrogant that they wanted to force me to bow my head, and they were blind.

"Master Song, right?"

"Song Dongpo."

"Okay, Master Song, I dare to say, you've been looking at the Yin Mansion for so long, and it's not very common to force people to move the tomb, right?"

Master Song shook his head, his tone was very disdainful: "What do you know? A good yin house must be worthy of the deceased's birth date and death hour, and it must also match his annual ring fortune......"

I understand what he said, so I chose the tomb for Zhao Pujia, not because of the price, but because of the "Debi matching".

"Master Song, you have a client who is exactly the same as Ms. Zhao's birthday currently buried in the tomb? Must be buried here in order to be at ease? ”

"That's right, the check for three million is here, if you agree, all over the mountains and these tombs, take your pick."

I stretched out my hand, and Master Song was stunned: "What? ”

"Give me that friend's birthday, and I'll take a look at it."

Master Song disdained and scoffed, but still took out a handwritten letter from the pocket of the Tang costume and slapped it in front of me.

The handwriting of the letter is very delicate, and it can be seen that she is a well-read woman.

"My brother Dongpo, knowing that time is running out, so I wrote a letter to inform my brother. In the northern city of Bianliang, I was born. After I died, I asked my brother to bother to bring the ashes to Bianliang and choose a beautiful place for burial. Under the nine springs of the foolish sister, thank you, thank you. ”

Underneath the letter, there is a hand-drawn sketch.

That was the hillside hillside burial area under Zhou Liang's jurisdiction, and no matter which cultivator came, he would be ecstatic.

I couldn't be happy, because the latitude and longitude coordinates marked in the sketch were exactly the same as the tomb I chose for Zhao Pujia, it was the same place, and the error was no more than one meter.

In other words, a South China Sea woman resonates with my IQ at exactly the same frequency, and I am immersed in the scene and really feel it.

"Three million is too little, right? Double, six million, okay? ”

Master Song took out the checkbook from his pocket and slapped it on the table with a bang.