Country Feng Shui master in the city

Who would want to do business at a loss these days? Chen Luo thought that no matter whether the old man was bragging or not, as long as he paid the travel expenses, he would not lose money anyway, so he would treat it as a trip to Hong Kong.

Chen Luo looked eagerly at the old Taoist, hoping that he could dig out a few red skins from the Taoist robe.

Who knew that the old Taoist was shy, and he said: "I am devoted to cultivating the Tao, and money is something outside of me. These wanderings are all based on alms, and I never bring money with me."

A master who makes a living by begging for money, how much money is expected from his disciples, are you so easy to fool me as a three-year-old child?Chen Luo was not fooled, and said politely: "Grandpa, your blood is not very good. My family runs a pharmacy. If you come back with me, I will give you a few pairs of traditional Chinese medicine for free to ensure that your medicine will cure your illness. As for the delivery of things, We can discuss it again."

Seeing that Chen Luo didn't believe him, the old Taoist waved his hands and said, "My illness is incurable. Since my little friend has concerns, I just have these things to say to Tingshan. Let me write a letter and include the remuneration , with my own handwriting, I believe Tingshan will not be bad debts."

This old Taoist also has dignity. Chen Luo forced him to do nothing. He took out a few pieces of talisman paper from the Taoist robe and put them on the ground. He bit his finger and wrote on the talisman paper.

Chen Luo didn't feel ashamed at all. After seeing the old man finished writing, he shamelessly asked: "Grandpa, can you add two words after 'Tingshan needs to pay my friend 100 million'?"

"What word?"

"Dollar."

"That's all! It's up to you."

After Lao Dao finished writing the word US dollar, he suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, perhaps Chen Luo was even more unreliable than Fu Tuhong.However, his body can't last long, and a mere $100 million is nothing compared to his legacy.

Chen Luo dried up the talisman paper and carefully put it in his pocket. He could make a fortune thanks to this suicide note.More precisely, it is a letter asking for money.

"Grandpa, do you have anything else to say?"

"Little friend, in addition to the three things I gave you earlier, there is one more thing you want to hand over to him." The old Taoist reached out and took out a piece of yellow silk from the Taoist robe and handed it to him.

Chen Luo squeezed the yellow silk cloth a few times, and it became a little stiff. Curiously, he opened a corner, wanting to take a peek.

Who knew that the old Taoist immediately stopped his reckless behavior, wrapped it up carefully, and warned: "This is an evil thing, and it caused my injuries."

"Ah, wasn't the old man injured by the monk in red?"

"Master Yanlong wanted to hurt me with just a little bit of magic. I was attacked by evil things after I was injured by them. The real fatal injury was not left by them."

"This thing is hard, like a rock, it can hurt people." Chen Luo was a little confused.

"Curiosity killed the cat, just give it a look, lest I die, you can't help but look, and you lost your life for nothing." The old man carefully opened the yellow silk cloth, and there was a slap-sized, fluffy black thing inside, which looked like Almost like a scorpion.

"It looks like a stuffed scorpion." Chen Luo could roughly see some clues.

"This scorpion is an ancient fetish. It's a pity that the time is too short to study it carefully. In fact, it is alive."

"Really or not." Chen Luo picked up a branch and stabbed the scorpion a few times, without moving at all, he questioned, "Is it hibernating?"

The old man was afraid that Chen Luo would make even more bizarre moves without knowing the depth, so he quickly wrapped the scorpion again, handed it to him, and said: "This piece of yellow silk cloth has the effect of suppressing evil. As long as it leaves the yellow silk cloth, it will come back to life. It contains It is highly poisonous, and it is impossible to save an immortal if bitten. You must be careful, otherwise your life will be lost."

Chen Luo was skeptical about this, but he was not interested in teasing the scorpion, so he put away everything.

"Little friend, I will leave everything to you, my time is coming..." As he spoke, a large amount of black blood spouted from the mouth of the old Taoist, his fair face was instantly covered with age spots, and he died in a short time up.

"This kind of death is really scary enough."

Chen Luo murmured a few times, and glanced at the veteran corpse lying on the ground, what to do.After pondering for a long time, Chen Luo decided that it would be better to call the police and let the police handle it. He took out his mobile phone and checked, and it turned out that the battery was dead.

"It's better to go down the mountain and go to the police station to talk to the police in person. I can't explain it on the phone." However, things were far from as simple as Chen Luo expected. Sitting on the mountain path with the sword manual of Dragon Slaying Sword, he waited.

"Why haven't you left yet? Wait for someone?" Chen Luo asked.

"Where's Master Huang?" Fu Tuhong had already seen that the old man was exhausted. As long as he died, those secret arts would naturally remain, and he even guessed that he would give them to Chen Luo.Seeing that Chen Luo's clothes were bulging, there must have been a lot of things stuffed inside, so he tried to test it out.

"died."

"What? He's dead. It's not worth it for Beidou, the master of Fengshui, to die in this place where the birds don't shit."

"Even if Chenliu County is a place where birds don't shit, why do you still come here?"

The son does not think the mother is ugly, even though Chenliu County is indeed a poor county, being slandered by Futuhong, Chen Luo felt uncomfortable and refuted it.

"Can I understand this as a provocation?" Fu Tuhong pulled out the long sword stuck in the ground, pointing the blade at Chen Luo, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Your swordsmanship is so good. I'm just a college student with no strength to restrain a chicken. Why should I provoke you? Light up a lantern in the latrine, looking for death." Not this strength.

"Since Master Huang has passed away, your hands are extremely clean, so you didn't bury him." Fu Tuhong was satisfied with Chen Luo bowing his head.

Chen Luo secretly sighed at the other party's strong insight, shrugged and said: "This is related to a human life, and it cannot be buried casually. People who don't know will think that I am the murderer. Originally, I planned to call the police, but unfortunately my mobile phone is out of battery. You have a mobile phone Can you borrow it?"

"It's a good thing you didn't notify the police. Master Huang is a figure of Taishan Beidou in the Fengshui world. How can his fairy body be cremated? You kid almost caused a catastrophe. I don't know." Knowing that storing the immortal body of the old Taoist between the heaven and the earth can protect future generations, even those who have had an intersection with him are of great benefit.

Chen Luo guessed that they had some scruples about being a Feng Shui master, so he suppressed the anger and asked, "Then tell me, what should we do now?"

"follow me."

"Hey, what do you want to do?"

"Stop talking nonsense, you will know when the time comes."

"..."

The two came to the corpse of the old Taoist in the woods again, Futuhong squatted down and sniffed the old Taoist, feeling lifeless, he sighed: "It's really a trick of luck." After talking, he groped around the old Taoist's body for a while, only a few pitiful ones. The talisman paper was nothing else, so he carefully put it in his bosom.

When Chen Luo Yuguang saw this move, he was so poor that he didn't even let a few talisman papers go.

"If my guess is correct, Master Huang has already entrusted him to you. You take out the compass." Futuhong glanced at Chen Luo, and was afraid that he would not understand, so he added: "That's right. Something like a gossip plate."

"Oh. The Ziwei compass you mentioned. But why should I give it to you? The old Taoist asked me to hand it over to his disciple Zuo Tingshan before. Your swordsmanship is so powerful. If you use a strong spear, I can't beat you. What do you think? I want you to take it." Chen Luo observed the change of Futuhong's face while talking, this guy waited here on purpose, probably because he was a treasure of greed for sophistication.

"Who do you think Futuhong is? Master Huang is someone I admire, how could I take it by force." A trace of anger flashed in Futuhong's eyes.

Chen Luo's observation of his expression did not seem to be fake, and he murmured in his heart, could it be that he was superstitious and blamed good people.

How can his little skill be fooled by Futuhong, who is experienced in the rivers and lakes, a mysterious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he explained: "The method of geomantic occupancy requires Fengshui utensils, and this Ziwei compass was left by Master Huang, and he followed it." He has left his mana on it for many years, so Ziwei Compass will definitely be able to find a good feng shui place for him to rest here, and you and I will both benefit. You, a mere college student, don’t understand why, so I don’t care about it.”

This statement was so flawless that Chen Luo immediately felt that he had the heart of a villain to cross the belly of a gentleman. He honestly handed the Ziwei compass to the past, and said with a smile: "Master Fu, if I offended you just now, please return it to me." Forgive me."

"Although I have some fame in the Fengshui world, I am not far behind Master Huang. You should call me Mr. Fu." Fu Tuhong said in a low-key manner.

"Master Fu, you are really too modest. Excessive modesty is tantamount to hypocrisy." Chen Luo flattered to the end. .”

Chen Luo saw all the instant changes in Futuhong's face, and I don't believe it anymore.Chen Luo's eyes fell on the Ziwei compass, and asked: "Master Fu, how to use this compass, can you teach me, I am interested in the method of geomantic omen."