"This..."

As soon as Xiang Jie left, the Xiang family around him did not leave reluctantly.

Feng Shui Dao is okay to deceive people in other places, but they are the dragon heads of Jiangcheng, and they rely on their own hard work to get out of their current status.

How can you believe in Feng Shui?

"Mr. Chen, don't be surprised, the Xiang family has never believed in feng shui metaphysics." Song Tiancheng hurriedly said.

Chen Fan glanced at it, not to mention that the Xiang family didn't believe it, even half of the Song family had doubts on their faces.

They are the distinguished guests of the Song family... A Feng Shui master?

Many Song family members were puzzled, and suddenly the whole room was filled with whispers.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

"Feng Shui master, isn't it enough for us to have a second uncle? Why bother asking for another feng shui master? ”

"Didn't the second master say that the older you get, the more popular the feng shui industry is? This person is about the same age as me, how powerful can he be, why should I be a noble member of the Song family? ”

The words of the people around him made Chen Fan smile indifferently and didn't care.

To say that so many people don't believe in Feng Shui now, his master still has a certain relationship.

After all, the evil arts involved in the "Qingping Side" are all involved in the feng shui masters of Daxia.

At that time, the warlocks were out of line, the feng shui masters were hidden, and most of the people used feng shui to deceive people, except for the feng shui masters who occasionally went out of the mountains.

"Shut up!"

Song Tie scolded angrily.

Song Tiancheng's face was ugly, "Mr. Chen, the junior is open-mouthed, please forgive me." ”

"It doesn't matter." Chen Fan shook his head slightly, "It's the head of the Xiang family just now, I have a sentence that I want Mr. Song to help me convey." ”

Song Tiancheng gave up his hand, "Mr. Chen, just say it." ”

Song Tie's eyes lit up, knowing that Chen Fan must have seen something.

"The southeast is unfavorable, and things are in trouble."

Chen Fan said lightly, "If you want to keep the position of the dragon's head, you should decide on external affairs." ”

Hearing this, Bai Yu bit his lip slightly...

"Big brother, I have to send someone to pay attention to this sentence, so that the Xiang family will pay attention to it." Song Tie thought for a while and said resolutely.

Song Tiancheng nodded and looked at Song Baihao, "Baihao, go and inform Xiang Jie of Mr. Chen's words." ”

“... Be. Song Baihao responded, but he could only leave hard.

Let him touch the moldy head of the Xiang family... Alas, who calls himself to have done something wrong.

When he was full of wine and food, Song Tiancheng introduced Chen Fan to the direct members of the Song family.

Then Song Baihao walked back hesitantly.

"What happened to Mr. Chen's words?" Song Tiancheng asked lightly.

When he saw Song Baihao like that, he didn't get things done.

"It's... The Xiang family didn't believe it. Song Baihao said bitterly.

"It doesn't matter if they believe it or not." Chen Fan waved his hand, "The Xiang family stood with you just now, which means that I presented an unnecessary affection. ”

"I just have to pay it back, and it's none of my business if others listen to it or not."

Hearing this, Bai Yu's eyes were secretly happy, and Song Tiancheng's eyes staring at Chen Fan became more and more appreciative.

It was Song Baihao who muttered in his heart, "Cut, but is it a feng shui master, I really don't believe that at the same age as me, how powerful can I be compared to my second master." ”

Now Song Tiancheng thinks that the goal of taking the children of the Song family to see Chen Fan has been achieved, and the goal of not offending them when they meet in the future has been achieved.

After a while of small talk, Chen Fan glanced at the time.

"Almost, let's go, go to Huaiyangzhuang."

Half an hour later.

The head of Bai Yu Hanting looked at the cleaned Tianzihao box and breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that these big people today are quite satisfied with the meal.

But he didn't understand, why was Chen Fan called a distinguished guest by the Song family, who seemed to be ordinary?

It's just that when he was about to ask someone to close the door, a square-looking man ran in in a panic.

"Me! I'm a member of the Xiang family! Xiang Changyun..."

"Mr. Chen, who is eating here!" Xiang Changyun looked at the empty Tianzi Hall and couldn't help but panic.

"Mr. Xiang, Mr. Chen and Mr. Song's family have been walking for half an hour." The steward shook his head.

"Half an hour!"

Xiang Changyun staggered around, so angry that he slapped himself, "Alas! Why don't I believe Mr. Chen's words! ”

......

Huaiyangzhuang.

Huaiyangzhuang at night, in the beautiful scenery among the mountains and rivers, is like the finishing touch.

Now in Huaiyangzhuang, there are only three Chen Fan, and two brothers, Song Tiancheng and Song Tie.

Of course, there is also a Song Baihao who was arrested by Song Tiancheng to beat him.

"Senior Chen, what medium do you plan to borrow to exchange your life?" Song Tie asked curiously.

Living lives can be exchanged, which is equivalent to a transaction between people, and what is lost is yin virtue.

But the life of the dead no longer belongs to themselves, but to the three divisions underground.

If you move the life of the dead, it is equivalent to moving the money of Lord Yama.

If there is not enough to make the ghost greedy, I am afraid that the future backlash can be imagined.

"Bai Yu, give me the broken jade." Chen Fan stretched out his hand.

"Okay." Bai Yu did not hesitate, and immediately handed over the preserved broken jade.

The half of the jade pendant left by the master, even the Lord of Yama can't bear this merit.

Chen Fan didn't explain too much, just put the broken jade into the blue and white porcelain water bowl, and then let Song Tiancheng squeeze out a few drops of fingertip blood.

"I'm looking for Song Tiancheng's original life, and I only need Mr. Song's essence and blood to be enough." Chen Fan said.

Song Baihao glanced at his mouth disdainfully, his face full of disbelief.

What even the second master can't do, can you still do it?

He only felt that Chen Fan, a feng shui master, was not even a vain.

Just for a moment, Chen Fan inserted a pair of chopsticks into the water and stood without supporting him, as if he had inserted them in thick porridge.

And a puff of black smoke, spreading along the water bowl to the standing wooden chopsticks, gradually converged into a human face...

"This! What is it! Song Baihao was so frightened that he sat on the ground suddenly.