Feng Shui Emperor

Chapter 29
"Then, Master Qin, what kind of blood is the blood of sunflower?" Zhao Yandong was stunned, but still didn't understand.

He is a man of his age, his education is not high, and he is a contractor, so he doesn't understand these things at all.

He also has no interest in reading novels, so naturally he doesn't understand the meaning of the word Tiankui.

"It's women's menstrual blood." Qin Feng had a headache, and wanted to say something meandering, but he didn't expect that people couldn't understand, so he just said it straight.

"Ah?" Zhao Yandong was immediately dumbfounded.

"Ahem, Master Qin, I'm going to prepare right away." He was so embarrassed that he agreed directly and left the suite quickly.

Tiankui blood is not a precious thing, although it is a bit embarrassing to say it.

But money is easy to do things these days.

For Zhao Yandong, this is not difficult.

After watching Zhao Yandong leave, Qin Feng ate breakfast leisurely.

The fight was in the afternoon, and it was already stated in the war book at that time.

Time passed slowly.

When Zhao Yandong came to the hotel again, it was already 11 noon.

A glass bottle the size of mineral water was placed on the table.

The inside of the bottle is dark red.

This is tiankui blood.

"Mr. Zhao has worked hard." Qin Feng looked at the glass bottle in front of him and said.

"It's not hard work, and things that can be solved with money are trivial." Zhao Yandong said indifferently.

In the morning, when he left the hotel, he immediately arranged staff.

Directly invite people to run to the toilet in the shopping mall with the most traffic.

Put up a sign and read [Collect menstrual blood, [-] milliliters. 】

There are 50 cash and measuring bottles on the washstand.

At the same time, arrange good people to prevent watching and filming.

He didn't want this to make a fuss.

Of course, there must be news from various circles of friends afterwards, but there are no photos, no videos, it doesn't matter.

The whole process was completed in less than an hour.

"Okay, Mr. Zhao, they should start soon. Next, you will watch from the side and help me see the door to prevent outsiders from disturbing you." Qin Feng said with a serious expression.

The reason why Zhao Yandong stayed here to watch was actually to tell the other party and let the other party see the methods of Feng Shui monks.

Since they have chosen a long-term cooperation, they must let the other party realize the strangeness of Feng Shui monks.

Human hearts are unpredictable.

Sometimes, it's not a bad thing to be more prepared.

Zhao Yandong may not have any crooked thoughts about him now, but what about in the future?

In the future, when the power becomes stronger, it is hard to guarantee that there will be other ideas.

So from the beginning, we must plant in the opponent's heart the consciousness that we are strong and irresistible.

"Okay! Master Qin, don't worry, I have already greeted the hotel, and no one will disturb you."

Hearing Qin Feng's words, Zhao Yandong's eyes lit up.

He originally thought that Qin Feng would let him go out, but he didn't expect to let him observe on the spot.

This is a battle between strange men and strange men.

It's still the legendary fight in the air.

Can it not be rare?

Can you not be curious?
……

In the living room of a certain place in Xiang City.

The floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room face south, and the air conditioner in the room is turned on. The air-conditioning floods the entire living room as cold as winter.

The place where the sofa was originally placed in the living room has been vacated at this moment.

The sofa was moved to a position against the wall.

A bald monk sat cross-legged in the middle space.

There is a wooden fish in front of the monk, holding Buddhist beads in his left hand, counting them one by one, and holding a jug in his right hand, beating them down and down, whispering in his mouth.

There are two people standing behind the old monk, a young monk who looks like he is in his early twenties.

There was also a young man who looked to be in his early thirties.

"Brother, do you really need my help?" The young man asked.

The sound of the wooden fish beating stopped, and the old monk opened his eyes and said, "No, this year is my natal year, and there are fleeting years, so I should try my best to do as little as possible. When the master was alive, he once said that the younger brother will have a calamity this year, and he should do it for you." Junior and younger brothers share the worries." After the old monk finished speaking, he continued to beat the wooden fish.

"Ben Shan, get me a glass of water." Hearing what the old monk said, the young man didn't say much, and turned to the young monk next to him.

"Okay, Uncle Master." The little monk Benshan responded, turned and left.

"Brother, I will trouble you today." The young man said.

"Brother, you are the master's closed disciple. You are inherently flawed. What he cares about the most is you. I have been a brother for a long time. If I can do something for you, the master will be happy in the Western Paradise." The old monk said with.

"Thank you, brother." The young man said.

He took the water brought by the little monk and sat on the sofa next to him.

The young man's name is Xiong Hanyang, and he is actually not suitable for cultivation because of his congenital defects.

What is congenital deficiency?

Simply put, it is a unique feng shui practice physique.

People with congenital defects lack the energy of the earth in their bodies. Once they start to practice, their lifespan will be greatly reduced.

So some people may not be clear about it.

In fact, it is very simple, everyone has an aura, and the practice of Fengshui monks is to strengthen this aura.

The source of a person's aura is not only the self, but also the aura of the atmosphere.

People with congenital deficiencies cannot absorb the energy of the earth because of their physical constitution. If they are ordinary people, it will have no effect.

But once you practice, with the growth of your aura, but without the supplement of the energy of the earth, you will automatically consume your own energy, that is, your lifespan to make up for it.

Therefore, people with congenital defects are not suitable for cultivation.

Heaven is reincarnated, and heaven is fair. Although Xiong Hanyang is born with flaws, his aptitude is very perfect.

When his master discovered him back then, he was also amazed by his aptitude.

In the end, he couldn't hold back and accepted him as a closed disciple.

And his master is old, although he is a closed disciple, but the real teacher is an old monk.

The old monk's Dharma name is Miaoyan, although Xiong Hanyang is a teacher and student, he is actually a student.

It is also for this reason that Miao Yan treats him so well.

It has been nearly ten years since the three of them went down the mountain.

I have been helping Xiong Hanyang find a way to make up for this congenital deficiency.

It was not easy to discover Zhao Yandong's mysterious and yellow luck, and the old monk Miaoyan finally decided to use this method after a lot of hesitation.

This also has the existence of the previous things.

There was silence in the living room.

The clock on the wall is ticking, matching the sound of wooden fish.

Hollow, yet rhythmic.

The second when the clock points to one o'clock in the afternoon.

The old monk Miaoyan suddenly opened his eyes, and Qianzhi stopped beating in his hands.

The silence was broken instantly.

At this moment, the calm aura in the living room suddenly became agitated.

Violent and chaotic!

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