The best feng shui master

Chapter 1154

"Mr. Chen, have you figured out the result yet?"

Seeing that Chen Yi remained silent for a long time, Tang Dongfeng couldn't help asking.The young man in the peaked cap also looked curious. He felt that he had met an expert today, and he wanted to share it on an online forum later, and maybe he could get thousands of dollars in rewards from fans.

"Well, it's not very good, Ying Qianguo has escaped far away." Chen Yi nodded.

Tang Dongfeng said again: "Then what should we do, shall we pursue?"

"Chasing, but not us, but myself, you don't want to go there, it's too dangerous." Chen Yi said.

Tang Dongfeng thought about it for a while, and didn't insist any more, just said: "Well, you can drive my car, it can be faster."

Chen Yi shook his head again, "There's no need to drive. Ying Qianguo's speed cannot be caught up by a car. I'll start right away. You tell Fenghuang these things, and say that I will chase due west."

"Okay." Tang Dongfeng said, "Mr. Chen must be careful."

Chen Yi stopped talking, and walked along the road towards the west.

His steps are light and his body is masculine, like a veteran who has been trained by the army. Every step he takes is like a nail wedged on the asphalt road. After a long distance, he can still hear the soles of his feet on the ground. "Papa" sound.

But his speed was so fast that people were stunned. It seemed that he was not much different from normal people, and his steps were also normal. However, in less than a few minutes, Tang Dongfeng and the young man in the peaked cap could no longer be found behind him. his figure.

"Tsk tsk, a dragon rider is a dragon rider. I, Tang Dongfeng, will never be able to achieve this level of cultivation." Seeing Chen Yi disappearing into the traffic, Tang Dongfeng couldn't help but feel a sense of frustration. A lot of money is worth it, and in the end it is only enough to carry shoes for others.

"Tsk tsk, this is the real master!" The young man also expressed his heartfelt emotion, looked at Tang Dongfeng, opened his mouth, and finally asked, "Well, Master Tang, is he a fortune teller?"

Tang Dongfeng still didn't look back, and said, "The best fortune teller in the world is also the best Fengshui master."

The young man's eyes lit up all of a sudden, "Then Mr. Tang, can I ask him to show me?"

"You want to ask him to tell your fortune?" Tang Dongfeng said with a smile.

The young man nodded vigorously, "Not only fortune-telling, but also feng shui. My mother told me that our family can't produce a decent person in a hundred years because the feng shui of the ancestral grave is not good. If this master can show me, it will definitely make me flourish. Oh, yes Now, how much does it cost for Master Chen to have a look at Feng Shui?"

"Not expensive." Tang Dongfeng laughed.

The young man heaved a sigh of relief, his brows were brimming with joy, and he squeezed the 1 yuan he had just harvested with his hand in his pocket, and said, "How much is that? Is [-] yuan enough?"

"Ten thousand? Hehe, add three zeros at the end, maybe he can take a look at you." Tang Dongfeng couldn't help but laugh.

The young man's mouth suddenly opened, as if an invisible mallet was stuffed in, "Ten thousand plus three zeros, then, that's 1000 million? Isn't that expensive?"

"Is it very expensive?" Tang Dongfeng shook his head. If he could go to the dragon master to see Feng Shui once, let alone 1000 million, even [-] million, some people would fight to grab it.

He couldn't help but envy Chen Yi, it's better to practice, he is strong, and he can earn a lot of money.

Chen Yi went westward for thirty or forty miles, but suddenly changed direction and went straight to the south.

He couldn't let Fang Xiaowei chase after him, so he made a small fuss, saying he was going west, but he was actually going south.

His face was a bit dignified. An expert like Xiang Ying Qianguo had come back from another world. Even now, with the help of the magical power of the golden man, he couldn't figure out his position in one step.

The hexagram just mentioned was extremely chaotic.

Looking for people to find Xiangke, but the variable hexagram and the ti hexagram are born with the same fire, and there are not many clues from this.

And one of the two mutual hexagrams is the mutual generation and leakage of gold and water, and there are not many clues to be found.

And the only thing that Chen Yi could see was another mutual hexagram, fire and metal restraining each other, and the direction was due south.

In his divination, changing hexagrams is the most important, and the two mutual hexagrams are supplementary. Now that there is no clue for the most important one, he can only look for clues from one of the two mutual hexagrams.

Lihuo is due south, it is dry red things, it is pheasants, turtles, crabs, snails, and mussels, it is the residence facing south to Yangming...

Too many clues...

After passing through the entire Jinling City, Chen Yi still had no clue, and kept heading south. If Ying Qianguo could be described in modern language, he would be a top expert in reconnaissance and anti-reconnaissance. Not only his nose is far superior to police dogs, he can find When it comes to any masters he wants to find, he is even more experienced in escaping, and he never forgets to erase his breath and everything related to him at all times.

In the vast sea of ​​people, it is extremely difficult to find a person who has a heart to hide, let alone find him before Fenghuang, Fang Xiaowei and others arrive.

Not much time was given to him, Phoenix called again and again, Chen Yi thought for a while, turned off the phone and threw it into the trash can on the side of the road.

He was not guarding against Fenghuang, but he didn't want Fang Xiaowei and others beside Fenghuang to know his whereabouts.

About half an hour later, Chen Yi was already more than 100 miles away from Jinling City, and there was still no trace of Ying Qianguo.

Chen Yi even wondered if he was chasing in the wrong direction, but no matter whether he was right or wrong, no one or anything reminded him, so Ying Qianguo seemed to disappear out of thin air.

He continues to move forward, his direction is not correct, he needs to continue to walk to know, before the goal is not achieved, too much doubt will only disturb his own heart.

After another quick pursuit, Chen Yi still didn't see Ying Qianguo alone.

A small river appeared in front of it. The small river was about ten meters wide, and the water was not deep. There was a small bridge on the river. Chen Yi walked along the small bridge and walked across the small river, his eyes suddenly lit up.

On a moss-covered pebble the size of a human head by the river, there were a few snails lying on their stomachs.

Chen Yi is no stranger to this stuff. When he lived in that slum, he ordered a plate every time he barbecued. There was not much meat, but the snails cooked with aniseed peppers were extremely delicious.

He noticed these snails, not because he was hungry, but the shape of these snails made him feel strange.

They form an irregular oval shape on the flat stone, one end is big and the other end is small, and there is a section in the middle that is sunken, just like the sole of a person's foot.

"Hehe, it's really hard to find nowhere to go through the iron shoes. It didn't take much effort to get here. Then Ying Qianguo was very careful and vigilant, but he was betrayed by these snails." Chen Yi showed a smile on his face.

In his hexagrams, the images of turtles, crabs, snails, and clams appeared. At the beginning, he didn't pay attention, and no one would think that such things could give them clues.But, in fact, that's what they did.

That irregular oval, to be precise, should be the shape of a foot.

Ying Qianguo has been running around for so long, and his spiritual power will inevitably disperse. Even if he is careful, he still can't notice some details.

When he stepped on this stone, it would be contaminated with a small amount of spiritual energy, and these snails, which feed on microbial humus, smelled this kind of tonic, and naturally rushed to it.

So there was the shape Chen Yi saw now.

Moreover, Gu Chenyi judged that Ying Qianguo should have left not long ago, otherwise the spiritual power would fade away, and these snails would not stay here to drink cold water.

Regardless of the surprised eyes of people coming and going on the bridge, Chen Yi took out the golden men again and made a guess on the spot.

The hexagram is the same as before, it is still Huozawa!

"Hehe, the hexagram did not lie to me. Whether you can see the clue or not depends on the ability of the person."

Chen Yi laughed, determined in his heart, and continued to chase south.Ying Qianguo's injury is not yet healed, and he wants to sweep his tail again, so the speed will definitely not be fast. Chen Yi believes that he is waiting for him not far ahead?

While advancing quickly, he carefully observed the surrounding terrain.

The house facing Yangming in the south, the place where things are fried and roasted, the place where kilns and furnaces are smelted...

These are all the images that appear in the hexagrams, and Chen Yi did pay attention to them here.

In fact, Chen Yi should have thought of this even without hexagrams. Ying Qianguo was seriously injured and could not travel for a long time. He must find a place to repair, treat the wound, and eat to satisfy his hunger. Get water there and drink.

You can only go on the road when you are full of food and drink, and Chen Yi is about to send him on the road.

There was a small town ahead, and Chen Yi's consciousness was completely spread out, looking for any possible clues.

He himself is a big eater, and compared to spiritual power, ordinary food is like cow grass, with pitifully little nutrition, and Ying Qianguo can only eat a lot in order to replenish his physical strength quickly.

Therefore, Chen Yi wanted to find a big stomach king similar to himself in this place.

Even if Ying Qianguo, as a king-level Dzogchen, can escape the search of his own consciousness, but there is no way to hide his used cups, dishes and chopsticks.

However, Ying Qianguo was very careful. Chen Yi searched for more than 20 minutes. Not to mention the restaurants in the town, every household was under his surveillance, but still no trace of him was found.

"Could it be possible for this guy to get into the ground?" Chen Yi frowned.

Just then, a voice caught his attention.

"Tell me, did you sell one of our pigs? Bet, bet, you will bet all day long, and someday you will bet on me and my child!" That was the sharp curse of a rural woman.

There was also a middle-aged man's voice, angrily said: "Fart, I haven't touched a card this month. If you count carefully, it must be a mistake. I haven't gone out all day. How could it be gone?"

"You're the one who farts. I've counted them three times. There are eight farts in the second column, and now there are only seven. Where did that end go? You didn't sell it, did you eat it?"

……

Chen Yi laughed when he heard this, the pig was not eaten by the male owner, but someone else ate it.

(End of this chapter)