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Chapter 250 A Gift

But Liu Zuoren's frank and honest words fell into the ears of everyone, and it was indeed a different feeling.

Some leaders around couldn't help nodding to praise the master.

Originally, some geologists looked down on Feng Shui masters, but now their impression of Liu Zuoren has changed greatly.

Such a mind is... admirable!

What's more, what Liu Zuoren said just now makes sense.

Although many professional terms are not well understood, they can be explained in depth and easily, and basically can be understood. Baishui's scientific research has made little progress in the past ten years, and the answer has not been found. Only Master Liu's explanation is the most reasonable.

But who would want to show up a stupefied young man who would accuse Master Liu of talking nonsense!
Isn't this beeping the dog?

One of the girls asked: "Grandpa, do you think he is really capable, or is he a sensationalist?"

This girl is the one who was proposed in the Hummer and then ruined by a tractor.

Before grandpa could speak, Hani, her proposer, smiled contemptuously and said, "How could it be possible for me to be really capable? We went to college for five years, studied for graduate students for two years, worked as assistants for doctors for three years, and now we have studied with teachers for so many years." Practical experience, after working hard for more than ten years, I still can't figure out the cause of the Baishui disaster, what can a young man in his early twenties say?"

The girl wrinkled her nose at him, saying that she agreed to break up, why should she bother with him, but... "You're right."

Standing between them, an old professor from the Academy of Sciences, wearing presbyopic glasses, said with a slight smile, "It's hard to say whether this young man is capable, but this Master Liu Zuoren is really capable!"

The man said: "No way, I think that Master Liu is playing tricks, and in the end it depends on science!" The man's name was Lin Mu.He is a high-achieving student in the Academy of Sciences. He is not very old, and he is already an associate professor.

The old professor shook his head: "This Liu Zuoren is not an ordinary person. The national leaders are also regarded as honored guests. He has solved droughts worse than this. I remember it was in the 80s. There was a large area of ​​drought in the Northwest. There was no harvest, and the country’s conditions were still difficult at that time, there was no surplus food, and tens of thousands of people would face no food for the coming year.”

"At that time, as it is now, a large number of geologists and academicians of science were sent out, but they couldn't find the reason. Later, an onmyoji in the Northwest recommended several Fengshui masters. The mountains have been hanging around for more than a month, building large-scale construction, changing the direction of the wind, guiding the direction of the water flow, and setting up a super-large Fengshui formation, revitalizing the Fengshui of the entire mountainous area, and solving the disaster. This incident shocked people at home and abroad.”

"Ah?" Lin Mu was dumbfounded.

The girl even covered her mouth and said, "Could it be that Master Liu..."

The old professor nodded solemnly: "Yes, one of them is this Master Liu... Moreover, the ancestor of this Master Liu is a great celebrity!"

"Who?"

"Liu Bowen!"

"what!"

Lin Mu and the girl couldn't help screaming.

The girl said, "I thought Feng Shui masters were liars!"

The old professor shook his head: "There are liars in every industry, but there are also real capable people in every industry. In fact, I also have a little bit of knowledge about Feng Shui. In fact, many of the theories in it are very similar to geological ethics, and they can even be said to be consistent. place."

The girl said: "So, that young man is really sensationalizing?"

Lin Mu said disdainfully: "No, what the hell!" There was more disgust in his eyes.

In the field, Liu Zuoren seemed modest and said: "Little friend, tell me, where am I talking nonsense?"

Zhang Fan said flatly: "It's not that I'm talking nonsense, it's completely nonsense!"

Liu Zuoren's face stiffened, and his muscles twitched.

The anger in my heart could no longer be restrained.

He is after Liu Bowen, looking at the entire feng shui world, he is a detached existence.Not only the common people respect him like a god, but even the leaders of the country respect him and treat him like a national scholar. If the leaders hadn't asked him to go to the southwest, he would never have come. People are humiliated in public.

And he is still a kid who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

This kind of person is not worthy to carry his own shoes.

Liu Zuoren stared at Zhang Fan with burning eyes: "Do you know what Heavenly Stems is? What is Earthly Branches? What is Huiyang?"

Zhang Fan said frankly: "Yes, I don't understand, but I know you are talking nonsense."

"shut up!"

Liu Zuoren was furious, and stepped forward angrily, wishing he could eat Zhang Fan.

"Do you understand the Book of Changes?"

"Do you know gossip?"

"Have you ever learned Feng Shui Eighteen Bureaus?"

"Or do you understand Feilong's acupressure?"

Liu Zuoren was imposing, and he took a step forward every time he said a word, "You don't even understand the gossip in the Book of Changes, but dare to comment on me here, do you have the qualifications? Are you worthy?"

"My ancestor, Liu Zuoren, was Liu Bowen, the grand master who assisted Emperor Hongwu."

"I learned gossip at the age of four, read the Book of Changes at the age of six, and read it day and night for twenty years. I have traveled countless mountains and rivers, creviced mountains and fixed acupuncture points, met water and gold, and seen countless Yang houses. I have never seen even the Yin house. few."

"In 80, 27 people died in an old house in Tongling, Jiangnan. It was I who set Fengshui to drive away evil spirits and kill them."

"In 36, there were [-] accidents in Jiuling Road, the imperial capital, and I cooperated with the National Mystery Department to find out the reason by relying on the changes in the aura of Feng Shui."

"In 10, there was a drought in the Northwest, and hundreds of thousands of people had no food to eat. It was me who, together with a few friends, set up a large formation in the mountains, changing the feng shui of Longkou, quelling the disaster, and shocking at home and abroad."

……

"I, Liu Zuoren, have been immersed in Fengshui profound art for more than sixty years. I have seen countless Fengshui patterns, and I have never missed one. You are a yellow-mouthed child, how dare you insult me?"

Facing such a feng shui master with such great achievements.

Everyone is in awe!
Only two words of admiration are needed!

There was even a hint of admiration in the eyes of many young people.

It turns out that there is really Feng Shui, and it has played such a big role.

No wonder... the leaders of the country treat them like national scholars.

deserved it!
National Warriors!
Both Mr. Shelang and Xiaoru couldn't help being shaken after hearing this, and had greater hopes for this Fengshui master, but they had no confidence in Zhang Fan.

The so-called specialization in the art industry, although Zhang Fan's supernatural powers are amazing, but the Baishui drought is a matter of Fengshui after all.

Zhang Fan remained indifferent: "Your past achievements can only represent the past. This time, you were wrong, and you will be wrong after all."

"Zhuzi, how dare you insult me ​​like this!"

Liu Zuoren was furious: "I'll let you experience the real Feng Shui. Let's see what else you have to say..."

I saw him closing his eyes tightly, and then chanting a spell in his mouth.

Zhang Fan felt an invisible force gathering in front of Liu Zuoren.

He opened his palm slightly, and saw a drop of water gathered on the palm at a speed visible to the naked eye!
"My God!"

"My goodness"

"Water, water..."

The girls covered their mouths tightly for fear of screaming, while the scholars' eyes widened and their thick glasses almost fell off.

"I'm not dazzled, am I?"

"Master Liu just condenses water droplets by changing the flow of Feng Shui"

The drops of water in his palm grew bigger and bigger, as big as eyeballs, and then dripped onto his palm. The clear sound of water drops was like a sound of heaven, and it was much more beautiful than all the music put together.

"It's really water!"

Everyone can clearly see the clear water in Liu Zuoren's palm.

"miracle"

"A miracle"

The senior officials shouted excitedly, Liu Zuoren can gather a drop of water in the drought-stricken area, of course it can also relieve the drought here.

Baishui is saved!
Mr. Snake Lang and Xiaoru were also very excited.

"Grandpa, Baishui is saved."

Crashing, everyone gathered around, flattering for a while, it's hard to express their reverence without bragging.

Some people knelt down on the spot and wanted to worship their masters.

But Liu Zuoren refused.

His apprenticeship is very strict.

Although Master Liu's mana was almost exhausted and his face turned pale, he was still very satisfied after seeing the effect.

Master Liu pushed aside the crowd and said, "Zhu Zi, are you convinced?"

Only then did everyone think of Zhang Fan's clown, and they all looked at him with sneers.

But Zhang Fan shook his head lightly, still insisting on his own opinion: "Wrong, it is wrong."

"Shut up, Shu Zi." The senior official said with a cold face, "Bodyguard, kick this person out for me."

"Hahaha……"

The crowd burst into laughter.

"get out"

"fraud"

"So ashamed of him"

Xiaoru wanted to speak for Zhang Fan, but in the current situation, there was nothing she could do.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Fan suddenly laughed: "It's okay to drive me away, but before I leave... I will give Mr. Snake and Xiaoru a gift. We can't give you a bowl of noodles for nothing. Eating is not."

"Gift?"

After finishing speaking, I saw Zhang Fan's complexion turned upside down and he shouted: "Heiyun!"

Immediately, black clouds rolled in the sky, covering the sky and the sun in an instant, and the sky and the earth became dark.

"Wind blows"

All of a sudden, there was a strong wind, blowing sand and moving stones.

"Rain! Rain!"

Crash, la la, the rain is pouring down...

The entire Baishui was shrouded in a violent storm.

"Rain?" Everyone seemed to be hit by a thunderbolt, and Liu Zuoren pointed at Zhang Fan tremblingly in horror, but he couldn't speak.

In the heavy rain, Zhang Fan was drenched all over, looking at Mr. Snake and Xiaoru in the distance: "This gift is worthy of that bowl of noodles!"

(End of this chapter)