Best Immortal Supreme System

When Zhou Heng took the purse from Yu Shuai's hand, he was startled: "is it so big?"

Yu Shuai was surprised: how much money do you have in your heart?

"Big, big - big brother," Yu Shuai said, "would you like to order it, but I didn't dare to touch you at all!"

Zhou Heng opened the zipper of the black bag and looked inside: "forget it. It's estimated that it will take a long time for so much money." He did not know that the number of each piece of money in the bag had been recorded, and then when and where the money would flow would be closely monitored by the police.

"Thank you so much!" Zhou Heng patted Yu Shuai on the shoulder. In fact, if you have a younger brother to help you run errands, it's very convenient. Zhou Heng suddenly feels that.

"Misfortune is bitter, misfortune is bitter!" Yu Shuai said quickly.

"I'm going." Zhou Heng and Yu Shuai waved with his money bag.

"Have a good trip, big man!" Yu Shuai's attitude is still very respectful, "be careful on the road, big man!"

After Zhou Heng turned and left, Yu Shuai said in a low voice, "be careful not to be hit by a car. You are a dog!" With that, he kicked on the root of a big tree by the side of the road.

After a pause of two seconds, he squatted down and kept rubbing his forefoot: "pain, pain, pain, pain, pain!"

Now that he has money on hand, Zhou Heng's travel is much more convenient. He comes to the road, stops a taxi, and shows the address in his mobile phone to the driver.

"Send me here." Zhou Heng said.

"Little brother," the driver said with a foreign accent, "you are also a gift giver!" As he spoke, he started the car.

"Gifts?" Zhou Heng shook his head. "I'm not going to give gifts."

Is this family famous in Linhai City? Zhou Heng asked the driver, "do many people go to their home to give gifts?"

"Too much!" The driver is the type who likes to chat with passengers very much, "Tong family, the top big family in Linhai City!"

"Yes." Zhou Heng nodded, his tone was very flat.

"It's said that Miss Tong is evil!" The driver said in a frightening voice, "it can't be cured! Many people go to give gifts to miss Tong's family, to flatter Tong's family! Oh The driver scoffed at this and obviously didn't look up to this flattering behavior.

"Oh?" Hearing Zhongxie, Zhou Heng immediately became interested.

"I pulled a great Taoist yesterday!" The driver then said to Zhou Heng, "it's going to Tong's house, too. That Taoist is very arrogant!"

"Is he going to exorcise?" Zhou Heng still wants to discuss the topic of evil.

"Then I don't know." The driver said, "that Taoist has a strange accent. Maybe it's not Chinese."

You can say people have strange accents. Zhou Heng make complaints about himself.

"The Taoist is wearing a big robe and a white mask." The driver said, "there's a big stick tied to the back. It's a good guy. I can't put his stick in my car."

Zhou Heng had no interest in Taoist: "how much do you know about the evil lady in the Tong family, elder brother?"

"You asked the right person!" The driver's tone became very proud, "I've been running this area all the year round. I don't know which one knows." There are so many modal particles in his dialect that it's hard to hear Zhou Heng.

"Please tell me about it." Zhou Heng said politely to the driver.

Feeling that he was a polite young man, the driver said to him, "Miss Tong is beautiful. Do you know a flower in Linhai City?"

"Don't know, don't know," Zhou Heng hastened, "brother, you continue to say."

"Later he got sick. The master of the Tong family was in a hurry. He took the young lady to America and then to France. In short, he went to many countries and spent a lot of money," the driver said. "In the end, he was not cured. Now he's taking care of his illness at home. Linhai City knows about it."

Zhou Heng nodded and asked, "what are the symptoms of Miss Tong?"

The driver shook his head helplessly: "how can I know?" Then he braked gently and the taxi slowed down.

"Here it is The driver rolled down the left window and motioned to Zhou Heng, "this is Tong's house!"

Zhou Heng followed the driver's guide and looked through the window - the so-called Tong's old house is not an old-fashioned mansion in imagination, but a European style manor with a certain sense of history.

Zhou Heng paid for the car, thanks to the driver, and then looked at the tongjiazhuangyuan by the road. At the moment, the front door of Tong's house is crowded with people.

Zhou Heng has no choice but to make complaints about himself. Now the population of Linhai City is so large that no matter where you go, you have to queue up? But thinking that there might be a task waiting for him, Zhou Heng, who didn't like to join in the fun, forced his way in.

"Don't squeeze, don't squeeze!" There was a shout in the confused crowd. "Oh, who stepped on my foot!"

"Don't touch, rascal!" There are also many girls in the crowd.

Are these people recruiting feng shui masters just like Zhou Heng, or are they flattering as the driver said? Zhou Heng couldn't take care of so much. He held his purse in his chest and pushed it in. The strength of ordinary people can't be compared with him, and soon he was in a big cry and killed into the inner circle.The iron door of the Tong family is now closed.

"Why didn't Xiang Yunhai get me an invitation or something?" Zhou Heng complained in his heart. He has wronged Xiang Yunhai. In fact, neither Ding long nor Xiang Yunhai has any contact with the Tong family. If Ding Xiang and Xiang are the new local snakes in Linhai City in the past 20 years, the Tong family is the local emperor who has been rooted in Linhai City for more than 100 years. Although the Tong family may not be as powerful as Ding Xiang, they still don't want to be associated with such rude people . Xiang Yunhai will tell Zhou Heng the news simply because Zhou Heng mentioned it to him in the car and asked him to help pay attention to the supernatural events.

Miss Tong's condition is very similar to that of Ding Dang, the son of Ding long. No wonder Xiang Yunhai will tell Zhou Heng about it.

At this time, someone was pushed by the crowd and bumped into Zhou Heng's back. Zhou Heng looked back and saw an old man with a bent back.

"Old man, what are you crowding in for?" Zhou Heng felt that the old man's body bone would be crushed at any time, so he gave up his front position, "I'm empty here, you come in."

"Thank you, thank you, good boy." The old man said thanks to Zhou Heng and walked in tremblingly.

After Zhou Heng let the old man in, he stood in the back of the old man. With his physique, other people don't want to shake him.

"What are you here for, young man?" The old man suddenly asked Zhou Heng.

"I'm here for Feng Shui." Zhou Heng tells the truth.

Hearing Zhou Heng's reply, the old man opened his eyes wide and seemed surprised at Zhou Heng's reply.

After a few seconds, he sighed: "future generations are formidable."

"Old man, don't you come here to apply for feng shui master?" Zhou Heng asked curiously.

The old man laughed: "it's just a meal."

Zhou Heng nodded, thinking that you have to go out to earn a living at this age. It's really hard for every family to learn. He looked at the iron gate of the manor and said, "you say that so many people are crowded here, won't the family come to open a door?"

"It will open the door," the old man said softly. "It will open the door."

In the manor.

The old housekeeper stood in front of the glass isolation room, quietly with his head down.

In the isolation room, a girl with no blood on her face was lying on a pure white bed. Her eyes were closed and she seemed to be asleep.

The old housekeeper suddenly pulled up a little sleeve, raised his hand and looked at the watch on his wrist: "the Luos should be coming soon."

"Miss, I'll leave first." With that, he bowed to the girl in the ward.

The girl lay quietly on the bed without any reaction.