The best feng shui master

Chapter 774 I'm Helping You
Cui Zhenhai, the elder of Quanzhen, did not expect that the family members of the victims would choose to believe in a brat. Yan Zhong, a young man in a tunic suit, did not expect that Chen Yi was very powerful, and his slanderous words of "confusing right and wrong" were also quite good, and everyone in Quanzhen did not expect In just a few words, most of the people leaned towards Chen Yi.

The families of the victims are whispering, the dead are certainly sad, but no one would risk their own lives just to burn a few pieces of paper and shout a few words to the soul.

Those government officials who steadfastly supported Quanzhen Sect showed hesitation one by one, and cured Bashan to death. Of course, it can add merit to them, but if they don’t lose money, they will relapse again, causing even greater consequences. , that was their fault.

For many people, in the way of being an official, the first consideration is not merit, but innocence. When the risk is too great, they would rather hold back.

"Hmph, what nonsense!"

Cui Zhenhai's old face was ashen, and his gossip robe was flying, and he scolded angrily: "Our Quanzhen Sect has been investigating for a long time, and the plan is well formulated. How can your one-sided words be able to obliterate it? You are incapable of doing anything, please don't stop us!"

Chen Yi shrugged and looked helpless, "Are you agreeing? I went into the mountain to see it two days ago. There are still some animals left in it, including many rare species. They are now gathering in the miasma like refugees fleeing famine. Thin places. If the miasma suddenly disappears, these small animals disperse, and then the miasma erupts again, it can be said that they are completely wiped out. Maybe you don’t care about the death of animals, but what about the ecological damage? What about the people who enter the mountain? ? What about those donkey friends who like to explore and move when they hear the wind? If they die again, you say, whose responsibility is it?"

What Chen Yi said was not to the Quanzhen followers. You will never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep. He was speaking to local government officials. Whether it was due to their duties or their own considerations, they should be more sensitive.

Those officials who kept agitating stopped talking, the county magistrate's plump triple chin was soaked with cold sweat, the black face of the county official as tall as a black tower began to turn pale, and the central government sent Zhang The official surnamed, his eyes darkened.

Miasma, or other ghost things, if it is not managed well, it is not their dereliction of duty. What can they do if God committed evil?But if it happens repeatedly, causing casualties again, reaching a certain number, not to mention black hats, there may be prisoners!

"Chen, Mr. Chen, tell me, what should I do?"

County Mayor Huang's IQ and EQ are in direct proportion to his stature, and the little county magistrate had to go through countless twists and turns to be able to sit on it, so he naturally knew the seriousness of the matter.

The county official was more direct and said, "Mr. Chen, please suggest a way. We are laymen. If you need help, please speak directly."

Chen Yi glanced at the people who knew the current affairs and were outstanding, smiled, and said, "I've already thought about the solution, just wait. If necessary, I will definitely trouble you two."

"It should be, it should be!"

Seeing that there was no accusation in Chen Yi's words, county magistrate Huang wiped the sweat that dripped down his forehead like water beads, and responded repeatedly.

Secretary Zhao also breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and said to the families of the victims, "It's a misunderstanding, thank you for your hard work, let's go."

After speaking, he said to the young man standing behind him holding an umbrella, "Xiao Wang, let the master in the cafeteria make some brown sugar ginger water and send it to the family members. It's been a long time in the shower, so don't catch a cold and have a fever."

A bucket of ginger soup doesn't cost much, but it puts a lot of money on his face.

The few smug Quanzhen Taoists were unhappy, or rather angry, and watched the crowd scatter and disperse. This farce was about to end with their complete defeat, but at this moment, a little boy did not leave.

He stood there, looking at Chen Yi with a strange expression, and asked in a crisp voice, "Uncle Chen, how long will it take for us to enter the mountain? Mom has to go to work and I have to go to school, but we don't want Dad's soul." Will stay there and we want him to come home with us."

China has always believed that the dead are the greatest, and the traditional customs of paying homage to the dead are also varied. Many places have the custom of "calling the soul".

If a person dies in the wild, his family members need to go and call his soul back, so that he can rest in peace, otherwise he will just stay where he is, becoming a lonely ghost who can't find a home.

Many people stopped, looking at Chen Yi with hope in their eyes, hoping that he could give an answer.

Chen Yi didn't even look at Yan Zhong. He just walked up to the little boy, squatted down, and said, "Uncle assures you that you will be able to bring your father home in a week, at most a week."

"One week? Well, the teacher should be able to agree!"

The little boy nodded, with a pure smile on the corner of his mouth, his little face looked very bright in the continuous rain.

"Mr. Chen, you don't need to be in a hurry, just get things done. If you don't make a living this year, you won't succeed next year. We can't make fun of people's lives!"

The little boy's mother came over, held the little boy in her arms, and said sadly.

Chen Yi shook his head and said, "It's fine for a week, there shouldn't be any problem."

"One week? Hmph, Mr. Chen's method is too slow to take effect!"

Cui Zhenhai also walked up to the little boy and said, "I assure you, within three days, you can enter the mountain."

Yan Zhongcai also said, "That's right, we Quanzhen have already prepared a plan, the only thing we need to do is to enter the mountain, just wait."

"Three days?"

The little boy's mother also came over, looked at Cui Zhenhai suspiciously, and said, "Didn't you say that there is something wrong with your plan?"

Cui Zhenhai glanced at Chen Yi, and said to the woman, "If there is any problem, we should use the facts. We still think there is something wrong with his method. We don't need to say more, just wait and see the result."

"Yes, we can't give up our own plan just because of one person's nonsense, right? Whether our plan is feasible or not is not up to him, it depends on the final result."

Yan Zhongcai also stepped forward, and it can be seen that this kid is very important in Quanzhen Sect now, and his words are quite tough. He looked at Chen Yi again and said, "Besides, in case someone spreads rumors because of this minister, matter, malicious slander, that is also something that is not sure."

Chen Yi didn't think that they could let them go with just one mouthful. He looked at the two of them and said, "Okay, let's decide the winner or loser according to the result. You use your method, we use our method, and we will see when the time comes. Who is right and who is wrong."

"Okay, let's use the results to speak!" Cui Zhenhai meant exactly that.

"but……"

Chen Yi didn't stop there, but said, "I still have a condition."

"What conditions?"

Cui Zhenhai frowned.

Chen Yi smiled and said: "It's not a condition, it's just an insurance measure. After the chef finishes cooking, he will taste the taste himself. The car seller will test drive the car himself before selling it. You guys After setting up the eight-door golden lock formation, shouldn't we also stay inside for two days to make sure there is no danger?"

"Hey, that's right, that's how it should be."

Geng Bo feared that the world would not be chaotic, looked at Cui Zhenhai, and smiled brilliantly, "Cui Daoist, do you dare to agree, you can't dare yourself, let these ordinary people be guinea pigs?"

"Hmph, of course, old Taoist, I haven't acted like this! The old Taoist will follow what you said, without the need to avoid evil spirits, and bring Quanzhen disciples to live in the mountains for a few days to see if things are really as you said. "

After finishing speaking, Cui Zhenhai walked away with a pale face, as if he had suffered a great humiliation.

As soon as Elder Cui left, the others followed suit. When Yan Zhongcai walked up to Chen Yi, he stopped on purpose and said in a low voice, "Mr. Chen, get ready for the celebration bar. I heard you drink a lot. , then we will compete."

Chen Yi raised his eyebrows, looked straight into his eyes, and said, "I'm very happy, but it will have to wait until you all return safely. I would like to advise you, if something goes wrong, don't try to be brave. It's a chronic poison, and it's hard to get rid of."

"Hehe, you should take care of yourself more!"

Yan Zhongcai didn't take Chen Yi's advice to heart, and followed several Quanzhen disciples like a gust of wind to the mountains.

"Mr. Chen, Colonel Fenghuang, you all saw it, they are going there by themselves, and it's none of our business!"

After the Quanzhen congregation left, the county magistrate Huang shivered and immediately put aside his ties and responsibilities.

Secretary Zhao also said, "Yes, we have received instructions from above to fully cooperate with you, but we don't have command authority."

Chen Yi glanced at the two of them, sneered, turned around and left without saying anything, leaving the two county leaders where they were in embarrassment.

Back at the hotel, Chen Yi walked back to his bedroom, took a cold shower, changed into clean clothes, and then heard a knock on the door.

"Please come in." Chen Yi said as he wiped his wet hair.

The door was pushed open, and a man walked in, Cao Xuanbai, and behind him stood the timid and curious Xiaoxin.

"Where did you go, my own disciples didn't deal with it, but added trouble to me."

Seeing Cao Xuanbai and Xiaoxin come in, Chen Yi said angrily.

Cao Xuanbai smiled "hehe" and was not polite. He sat down on the chair in Chen Yi's room, took out one, lit it, and smoked twice, but suddenly strangled it to death again, opened the window and threw it out.

"Giggle."

Xiaoxin let out a crisp laugh, and the wrinkles between her brows loosened, as if she didn't like the smell of cigarettes very much.

"cough."

Cao Xuanbai coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, stopped pretending to be deep, and said to Chen Yi, "Do you know why I didn't show up just now?"

"How do I know if you don't tell me? Don't you want to see me laugh?"

Chen Yi looked at him with burning eyes. This kid has suffered a lot in the mountains. Could it be that he is holding back his thoughts and wanting revenge?
With Chen Yi's petty mind, he could really do this kind of thing himself, so he looked down on others.

Cao Xuanbai shook his head, said solemnly, "I'm not that boring, I'm helping you."

"help me?"

"That's right, I'll help you secure your position as the president of the Huaxia Cultivation Association!"

Cao Xuan looked at the sparse light rain outside the window with white eyes, and continued, "Quanzhen still has some skills, but he has become impetuous and arrogant in recent years. If you don't give them some pain, even if I announce my retirement, they will still be in danger." I won’t convince you either, you still have to work hard.”

(End of this chapter)