The best feng shui master

Chapter 1175 Jumping the beam clown
"What are you doing, stop!" Jiang Xin yelled angrily.

Luo Yan and Han Wenxue saw something was wrong, they also reacted, hurried over, one by one, and threw the two people who blocked Jiang Xin out.

They are all masters that cannot be underestimated. When they are sad, they are angry and their hands are not weak.

"Dangdang!"

The two people were thrown out and smashed on the tables and chairs, and the tables and chairs were smashed directly. The eyes of the small-eyed man with mischievous eyes narrowed, "Chen Yi is dead, do you still dare to think that he is alive? Arrogant and arrogant I have a backer!" The one who was crying just now called Chen Yi brothers and sisters, but in a blink of an eye, he turned his face and refused to recognize anyone.

Han Wenxue's face was terribly cold, "Who are you? You are not Chen Yi's friend at all. How could Chen Yi make friends like you?"

"Hmph, girls are quite hot, but it's a pity that your man died at a young age. Rather than being a widow, it's better to follow the uncle. I'm sure I can give you what this dead ghost can't!" body, licked his lips, and made no secret of the obscenity in it.

"You want to die!"

Han Wenxue was furious, clenching her crystal clear fists and going desperately.Although Chen Yi "died" unfortunately, she would never allow anyone to insult him like this.

"Humph!"

The triangular-eyed man smiled sullenly, waiting for Han Wenxue to approach. Although Han Wenxue's cultivation was not low, at the late stage of Anjin, there was still a gap between him and a monk in the early stages of transformation.

This gap is not small, not only in realm, but more in experience.

What's more, he looked at Han Wenxue very hotly. Just a random girl can have the cultivation base of the late stage of Anjin, and catch up with many talented masters. There must be something hidden in Chen Yi's house that can quickly improve the cultivation base. .

However, just as he was thinking about how to hug the grass and hit the rabbit, a shadow flashed by, and he slapped him with a "slap", and flew him out with a "slap".

"You, you dare to hit my master?"

The other attendants, regardless of whether they were opponents or not, couldn't just watch when their master was beaten. They rushed forward, but before Fenghuang could make a move, Han Wenxue and Luo Yan neatly knocked them down on the ground.

Especially Han Wenxue, who was so ruthless, kicked one person's crotch, and then punched him on the nose. The nose, which was as tall as it had been plastic surgery, immediately collapsed in and flew high. , nosebleed flying.

After the punch, Han Wenxue wept again, tears streaming down Juemei's cheeks. These ruthless tricks were also learned by her being with Chen Yi for a long time.

"You, you, you are cruel, hmph, I really want to know how long you can be so arrogant!" The triangular-eyed man covered half of his swollen face, glared viciously at Chen Yi's women, and left bitterly. .

He swore that this hatred must be avenged, so what about the dragon driver, isn't he also lying in the coffin?If he didn't want to enjoy these beauties like flowers and jade, he could only take advantage of others.

"Oh, what kind of world is this? As soon as Chen Yi left, a clown jumped out." Luo Yan sighed with emotion.

Han Wenxue said anxiously: "Sister Fenghuang, did you just let them go like this? They should be arrested, their cultivation bases abolished, locked up in coal mines, and spend their lives working in black kilns!"

Fenghuang couldn't help but laugh in his heart, he was really led to ruin by Chen Yi, but he didn't dare to reveal anything on his face, he just said, "It's not that I won't report, it's not time yet, Wen Xue, keep your eyes open, these people won't be like this Let it go, and they will soon be punished!"

"Damn it! Bitch! Bitch!"

Triangle-eyed walked out of Chen Yi's house in a dingy manner. He was the head of a moderate sect in the Shaanxi-Gansu area. The sect was called Yinqiu sect, and his name was Qian Baofang. In fact, he and Chen Yi were not at all together at all. What friend.

It's just that when he was in Bashan that day, he had met Chen Yi several times without even saying a few words. The reason why he came here was to confirm Chen Yi's life and death.

It's a pity that the success fell short, and the coffin could not be opened, and Chen Yi's true colors were seen.

"Master, why don't we light the fire for him? Damn it, it's just a few bitches who are not fucked by men, yet dare to fight with us!" The guy whose nose was smashed by Han Wenxue, Said in a hateful voice.

Qian Baofang gritted his teeth, his teeth were loose, they were cut off by Fenghuang's slap, and he said with a gloomy face: "No hurry, it's not yet time, just in a few days, let these mothers They will not be punished!"

Although he didn't see the true face of Chen Yi's death, he could see from the faces of Luo Yan, Han Wenxue and others that the extremely sad sadness was definitely not pretended on purpose.

The only doubt is Jiang Xin, she seems to be much calmer than others.But it's understandable when you think about it. According to rumors, Chen Yi was born to restrain his father and mother. He was sent to the orphanage by his dead ghost father very early, and he only met Jiang Xin more than 20 years later.

In his opinion, there is no affection between the mother and son, so it is understandable that they are so calm.

A few people went to the hotel to stay, and they seemed to deliberately disgust Chen Yi's family, making such an ugly scene, they still stayed at the place where Luo Yan and the others contacted the receptionist, and deliberately found fault and made a big fuss, pretending to be a gentleman, and put those few A waiter yelled.

The memorial service will only start tomorrow, and many people came to mourn today. Although the people who visited later did not cause any trouble, Fenghuang Luoyan and the others can clearly feel that there are several groups of people with ulterior motives.

Of course, in the evening, after eating, Qian Baofang sat in the hotel room, took out a delicate little radio, tuned it to a frequency, and drank tea with a slightly apprehensive expression.

In fact, he was also nervous in his heart. If the agreed voice did not sound, then he would become the target of public criticism and be the first to be eliminated by the Huaxia cultivators.

"Stab la la..."

There was constant noise on the radio, which was just as disturbing as the previous few days.

All the tea Qian Baofang drank turned into clear water, but he still didn't hear the desired sound, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and his fingers began to tremble.

It will be ten o'clock soon, which is the agreed time.

He was hesitating whether he should leave now, taking advantage of the darkness, to escape to a place where the people of 4762 could not reach.

But he still hasn't made up his mind. If wealth and wealth come from risks, great gains must also be accompanied by great risks.

The reason why he dared to be so arrogant was not because he saw Han Wenxue, Luoyan and other beauties, but he had his own analysis.

In Jinling City, on the banks of the Qinhuai River, there really are dragons rising up, and there is also the great western holy light technique shining in the sky.

And Chen Yi also happened to be killed at this time, which means that the Western monk's plan has succeeded.

After cutting off Huaxia, the number one enemy, all that remains is to attack other people and forces.

As for other people and forces, the easiest and most trouble-free thing is to make dumplings in one pot!

Chen Yi's funeral is a good time for all the monks in China to gather. If they do it at this time, it will be a one-off battle.After this difficulty, other small fish and shrimps are nothing to worry about.

Just when he was pondering his thoughts again, a different voice suddenly sounded on the radio that had never had a human voice.

"In the beginning, God created the heaven and the earth. The earth was void and formless, and the face of the deep was dark, and the Spirit of God moved on the surface of the waters..."

When Qian Baofang heard this voice, he was so excited that he crushed the bone china teacup into pieces!The cutting of the tiles hurt his skin, and the tea soaked him all over, staining his clean clothes, but he didn't care.

It's the Bible!
In this round, he bet right!
At the same time, in the community not far from the hotel, in a rough house that was just sold two days ago, several people were staring at each other.

A tall and bearded man, a quiet middle-aged man with a handsome face and gentle manner who seems to be a high school Chinese teacher, a tall and thin man with evil spirits in his eyebrows and eyes.

They are Qinglong Baihu and Xuanwu of 4762.

Since Xuanwu quit 4762 that day, this is the first time to meet and act.

There is a row of monitoring equipment in front of them. On those screens are pictures of each room in the hotel. What the people in the room are doing is clear at a glance, and nothing can escape their eyes.

"Twelve, there are twelve people colluding with the Western Holy See!"

There are only seventy or eighty sects, large and small, in the entire Chinese practice world, but they discovered twelve people, accounting for one-sixth of them!

And those No. [-] and No. [-] figures who stayed in the sect and did not come, probably more were bribed.

Zhao Xuantan already felt that he was overestimating, but he was still taken aback. Based on this calculation, there are probably no less than one-third of the Chinese monks who have taken refuge in the West!

What a huge, what a frightful swarm of moths!

If it hadn't been discovered in advance and St. John killed in advance, then when they really attacked the overall situation, the Huaxia practice world would be defeated like a mountain, and there would be no strength to make a comeback.

"Brother Baihu, don't be angry. After tonight, tomorrow will be their death day. The land of China cannot tolerate these beasts!" Cao Xuanbai said gloomyly, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth. He thought that since he announced his departure On the date of 4762, there will be no chance to join hands with the brothers, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon.

Qinglong sighed, but turned his head away helplessly, unwilling to look more.He was kind by nature and didn't want to see more bloodshed, but at this time he was also furious, and he had to clean up all these moths.

"Jingle Bell!"

A pleasant ringtone interrupted the anger of several people. Zhao Xuantan answered the phone, pressed the loudspeaker button, and said, "Chen Yi."

"Western monks have appeared. They don't know the news of St. John's death yet. They are setting up formations. Be careful then." Chen Yi reminded.

He didn't want to make this call at first, but lying in the coffin, he was really aggrieved. In three days, he almost didn't really suffocate him to death, and it became a real funeral.

(End of this chapter)