The best feng shui master

Chapter 1174
Two days later, news was flying all over China.

Some people saw the black dragon soaring into the sky, some saw the god-like figures waving their hands to subdue the black dragon with divine light, and some saw the Western Pope descending on China.

It was an old man with white beard and hair, stooped figure, holding a scepter inlaid with gemstones, walking along the Qinhuai River.

Many people don't believe it and think it's impossible.

"Stop talking nonsense, what era is this? They still practice feudal superstition and black dragons. If you find out, I'll eat it!"

"Maybe it's because of Jinling's advertising company. Damn it, these guys can create any kind of rumor for hype."

There are also people who speak with certainty, because they have seen it with their own eyes.

"Don't you believe it, I saw a black dragon writhing in the Qinhuai River that day, overturning several boats. I saw it twice in the past two days, not only in the river, but also flying into the sky. You don't know how big, thicker than a truck."

"Come on, this rumor is spread by people like you."

"Hey, why don't you believe me, can I still lie to you? Let me tell you, not only is the black dragon, I also saw a fairy flying in the sky to fight with it for 81 rounds. When I pointed at it, it looked like a sun." The bright light appeared, a total of [-] flowers, and they became a big net again..."

"Stop, stop, you said you are too old, why are you still talking nonsense like a child, it's a pity that you are selling fruit here, you should go to write scripts, this imagination, guaranteed fire All over China."

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, and experts watch the way. Ordinary people see or hear about this situation, and either regard it as a miracle or denounce it as nonsense, but some people are different, they are real experts.

"Zijin breaks the dragon, makes waves, controls the dragon, and eliminates harm with supernatural powers, tsk tsk, it will be a prosperous world again."

"Old blind man, you know what a fool, this time the one who slays the dragon and saves the veins is not the dragon rider, but the former Pope!"

"Cut! You don't even understand Mao! The old dragon riders are inseparable from those western barbarians, how can they come here to show off their power? Let me tell you, as long as there are dragon riders in China, those foreign devils will never even think about it in this life." Call in!"

"Old blind man, it's not me who is arguing with you. We know that the Dragon Rider is an old man, but there is no general who wins forever. He also stumbles. I saw with my own eyes that day that the sky suddenly burst into light. It wasn't us The magic of the East is something of the West. I also saw an old man with a stick walking by the Qinhuai River in the early morning of yesterday, with blond hair and blue eyes, and a pale face like a ghost.

There was even a group of people who heard the news calmly on the surface, but secretly clenched their fists.

"Brother, do you want to do it or not? That guy Chi Chongfeng has been displeased with us all the time, pushing him out in every possible way. Do you want to take this opportunity to kill him?" The man who spoke was a dark-faced man with short hair standing straight up and his muscles gnarled. Zhang said harshly.

Another person who looked somewhat similar to him glanced at him, didn't say much, just fiddled with an old radio in his hand.There was a "thrilling" sound on the radio, and there was no broadcast, but he listened intently, as if the "thrilling" noise was also a kind of music.

"Oh, big brother, you're just saying something. Let me tell you, there is no such shop after this village. Didn't we just take some money from the account under the door last time, and the surname Chi will not let you go. You almost expelled us from the sect, can you still swallow this bad breath?"

"No hurry, there is no signal, we can't do anything. Chi Chongfeng has a lot of friends outside. Although we can poison him, others can find out that it was us who poisoned him! So we have to wait until everyone is in danger." Only when you can do it!"

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On the morning of the third day, the Huaxia practice world suddenly exploded, and a shocking news fell from the sky!

Chen Yi, the dragon rider, sacrificed!
At a young age, Chen Yi, the dragon driver who had thwarted many conspiracies of Western forces and wiped out half of the Japanese practice world by himself, died in battle when Jinling was transformed into evil spirits!
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. This bad news spread quickly in the Chinese practice circle like wings.

"Brother Zhang, have you heard?" Maoshan head teacher Bing Ji was having dinner in a small restaurant, when he heard the news, he immediately called his close friend Zhang Yuchen.

Zhang Yuchen said: "I heard that Secretary-General Ding sent a message, hoping that I would go to the memorial service. It's just that I still have a lot of things that I can't let go of. These days, I always feel a little strange. The connection in the West is too close, and I feel a little uneasy. After hearing this news again, I always feel that things are not that simple."

Bing Ji sighed and said: "Hey, let's put these trivial things aside for now. Brother Chen does a lot of construction work for Huaxia. As people who know each other, you and I have to pay condolences no matter what. It's just a pity. Heaven is jealous of Yingcai, such a good seed, just achieved Dzogchen two days ago, but now his soul returns to Jiuyou. I would rather die than him, the future hope of China."

"Who said no? I didn't believe it at first. If Secretary-General Ding wasn't a joking person, I really thought he was joking. Come on, there are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and fortunes. It's fate." Let's go and have a look, and ask Brother Fu Qianli if there is any reason behind it."

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Chen Yi's home.

A nanmu coffin was placed in the center of the hall, surrounded by white flowers, and in the middle was a huge black and white photo. In the photo, the person had a bright smile, bright white teeth, and was very sunny and handsome.

There were a few people sitting in the room, Luo Yan, Jiang Xin, Han Wenxue, Zhao Liping, Wu Fatzi and his wife, the head of the orphanage Li Haoran and his wife, the nurse's aunt, and Chen Yi's master, Mr. Han...

Han Wenxue sat by the side of the coffin, her eyes were red and swollen, and her face was full of sadness. Overnight, she seemed to have lost her appearance, haggard and pale, her thin shoulders trembled, and her fingers tremblingly scrubbed the thick coffin board.

"Chen Yi, you liar, why did you leave like this? Didn't you say you wanted to marry me? I've been waiting for you for a long time. I'm building an amusement park for you in Yunnan alone. I hope for the stars and the moon for you to come Look at me, but why did you leave..."

Muttering to herself, her voice whimpered again, and tears flowed down her eyes. She didn't know how many tears she shed in a day and night, but whenever she saw this coffin, she still couldn't hold back the tears.

"Wen Xue, eat something. You haven't touched any rice grains for a whole day. If you go on like this, your body will not be able to bear it." Jiang Xin comforted Han Wenxue with a bowl of rice porridge, scrubbing Han Wenxue's long hair.

She had an urge to tell Wen Xue the truth, but when she remembered Chen Yi's serious face, she gave up the idea again.He said that this matter is of great importance and involves the fate of the country, even Luo Yan cannot disclose it.

Jiang Xin is a strong woman. She has experienced too much suffering after her wife and children were separated for more than 20 years, but it is still difficult for her to act in the scene of her son's death.

However, if it is difficult to do it, why don’t you just do it?

"Aunt Jiang, I can't eat." Han Wenxue shook his head.

Jiang Xin persuaded again: "Wen Xue, don't treat yourself like this, your body is your own, and no one can replace you if it breaks."

"Aunt Jiang, can I, can I call you Mom?" Han Wenxue said suddenly.

Jiang Xin was stunned for a moment, she understood the meaning of the word "Mom", she nodded with tears in her eyes, and said: "Good wife, I will be your mother from now on, Chen Yi is gone, and there is me."

She was really in tears, she was moved to the point of tears, she never thought that this heartless child who likes to pick on Chen Yi would have such a deep affection for Chen Yi.

"mom!"

Han Wenxue hugged Jiang Xin's waist and burst into tears.

Luo Yan was also wiping away her tears. She never stopped her tears day and night, but she was stronger and wiped away the tears as soon as they flowed down.Chen Yi is gone, she is the master of the family, Wen Xue can cry, but she can't.

"Dad, Daddy..."

Xiao Yuan sat in Luo Yan's arms. He was still young and didn't know what happened. He just looked at the huge black and white photo and kept asking for his father.

"Xiao Yuan, be good. Dad is away. Dad will come back if Xiao Yuan is obedient."

Zhao Liping came over, squatted in front of Xiao Yuan, forced a smile, and coaxed the child.

"Dad, Daddy..."

Xiao Yuan didn't listen, just repeated the word.

"Brother Chen, why did you leave? My heart aches when I am a brother!" At this moment, four or five people walked in from the door. Go straight to the coffin of the mourning hall.

"Oh, brother Chen, didn't you agree with my brother to drink together later? Why did you break your promise? Brother, I have prepared a hundred-year-old cellar to get drunk with you!"

A short, shrewd man with triangular eyes rushed over and lay on the coffin, crying and complaining.

"This...friend, Chen Yi..."

Just as Jiang Xin was about to say something, the man wailed again, "Brother Chen, I haven't even seen my brother for the last time, you are too anxious to talk about you..."

Howling, he was about to reach out to lift the coffin board.

"My friend, no, our local custom is that it is unlucky not to open the coffin after entering it." Jiang Xin hurriedly stopped her. She remembered Chen Yi's advice not to open the coffin unless it was absolutely necessary.

But as soon as Jiang Xin took two steps forward, the people who came with the triangular-eyed man took a few steps and blocked Jiang Xin domineeringly.

"Oh, what are you doing, you can't do it." Jiang Xin yelled, but his arms were grabbed by the two men, "Ms. Jiang, the head of my house and Mr. Chen are life and death friends. Mr. Chen left, he is sad , let him take a good look at Mr. Chen's appearance."

A man said, although the words were sad, but there was a sense of gloating in the depths of his eyes.

(End of this chapter)