Master of the city

The old man of the Liao family doesn't live in any suburban villas or other places. It's a compound near the city center. However, the people living in the compound are obviously not simple. Soldiers with guns stand guard at the gate.

When Liao Wuyin enters, he has to show his certificate before he can pass.

Zhang Fanxian looked at the layout and direction of the building as a whole outside, and found that the layout of the building was very neat and there was nothing wrong with it.

Zhang Fan followed Liao Wuyin to the fifth floor. As soon as he opened the door, he heard the sound of Jingling smashing things and the roar of an elderly man. Then came the soothing voice of another younger man.

"Well, my father is losing his temper again. Recently, his temper is getting worse and worse. He's always going to smash things. Xiao Zhang, if you can cure him, I owe you a big favor. "

Liao Wuyin sighed, but when he said this, he was a little bit superior. It's like how valuable their family's friendship is.

But it's also true that the people who live in the compound with soldiers can't be simple. At least their identity is similar to that of Mr. Liu.

"Well, auntie, don't worry. If it's really a geomantic problem, I will help you solve it." Zhang Fan didn't have enough to say. As a man, he had to leave a line for himself.

"Get out, you get out! Find a bull nose to harm me. You want your father's life, don't you? " As the old man roared again, the door of the master bedroom opened, and two men backed out with their hands protecting their heads. Then a dictionary flew out of the door, and with a bang, the door of the bedroom fell down.

Looking at these two men, Zhang Fan was a little stunned. One of them was ok, wearing a suit of leather shoes, with a pair of gold glasses on the bridge of his nose. The other was eye-catching, medium-sized, wearing a nine beam Taoist crown, wearing an apricot yellow Taoist robe, holding a compass in his hand. He turned out to be a Taoist!

"Brother, are you ok?" The man wearing gold glasses is obviously Liao Wuyin's elder brother. Seeing his embarrassed appearance, Liao Wuyin quickly comes forward to check.

"I'm fine. Who are these people?" Liao Wuyin's elder brother is Liao silent. Seeing his younger sister coming, he quickly shakes his hand, cuts some messy hair, and turns his eyes on Zhang Fan and his party.

"You don't know brother Liu? This young man is the one I invited to see my father. I've seen both Chinese and Western medicine. This morning, I met the second brother of the Liu family and talked about it. Brother Liu said that there might be something wrong with Feng Shui. It happened that he knew this young man and knew Feng Shui, so I asked him to come home and have a look. "

Liao Wuyin knows that his eldest brother is an atheist, and he always resents feudal superstition. But now he was accompanied by a Taoist priest. I can't say that he wanted to go with himself.

However, before Liao could make a silent reply, a sound of "boundless heaven" rang first.

The old Taoist should have been immortal, but his face was a bit angry.

"Wuliangtianzun, listen to the words of the female benefactor. Is this little benefactor a member of Xuanmen? In this case, I don't know what benefactor Liao means

Between the words, there is a taste of asking the guilty.

"Taoist priest, don't get me wrong. My sister and I didn't communicate in advance. I'm sorry. I'm to blame for this."

Hearing the Taoist's accusation, Liao silently crowns out an apology and quickly pacifies him.

Every profession has its own rules, especially Fengshui Xuanxue, an old profession handed down from ancient times. The so-called one thing does not need two masters. Since the old Taoist is invited to come, whether it's chanting sutras and praying, or prescribing medicine, we should not invite the people in Xuanmen.

This is not only disrespectful to the old Taoist, but also impolite to Zhang Fan.

Of course, it's not true that you can't invite another family. The key is that you can't let them run into each other. Liao Wuyin doesn't know the rules in it. He looks at Feng Shui with his mouth open, which makes Liao silent and Zhang Fan very embarrassed.

Fortunately, Zhang Fan is a child from the countryside. He is simple and honest, and knows some rules. He doesn't care about this kind of sudden situation. After all, he is not a professional Taoist. Now he goes to the front to check.

"I'm sorry, Taoist. When Aunt Liao called me here, I didn't know you were there. If I didn't know you were guilty, please forgive me. I'm a simple boy from the countryside. I didn't eat as much salt as you. Since Taoist is here, I dare not intrude. You have the right to open your eyes and don't be angry."

Zhang Fan and his grandfather met several Xuanmen people when he was a child. He knew how to say some scenes.

What's more, other people come here to save people. They are the younger generation. It's good to be a counsellor in front of the old Taoist. One day, the clouds dispersed. Anyway, his job is always selling houses, and he doesn't want to give any incense.

The old Taoist is satisfied to hear Zhang Fan say so. They all call themselves younger generation. If they continue to care, they will lose the face of the Taoist.

This old Taoist is not a nobody. He comes from the famous Ruiyun Taoist temple in Jiangzhou city. He is the younger martial brother of the Taoist master and is called qianzhenzi.Liao silent had no choice about his father's illness. When he went to bed at night, he heard his wife say that he couldn't do it, so he went to the temple to ask a Taoist priest to see him. He was also a dead horse doctor. He went to the first place early and offered tens of thousands of yuan of sesame oil money to invite this Taoist priest.

In fact, Qian Zhenzi didn't come alone. He also brought four apprentices with him. They were all standing in the living room at this time. But when he just came in, it happened suddenly, and no one noticed them.

Seeing that the young man Zhang Fan spoke courteously and politely, Liao could not help nodding his head. He felt a little more good for him. But it was not the time to make friends. He turned to Taoist priest qianzhenzi and asked.

"Taoist, you have also seen my father's situation. I don't know if Taoist can help me. On the day my father recovers, I will take my family to Ruiyun Taoist temple to offer incense."

"Wuliangtianzun, it's good. The family members pay attention to fate. Benefactor Liao's heart is enough." Qian Zhenzi's words are beautiful. Anyone can tell that it's just a scene.

"To tell you the truth, your father was not ill, but his words and deeds collided with the gods. He just had to take his disciples to do a Dharma service to pray for your father and seek the understanding of the gods, so that the disaster would be over. As for the old benefactor's temper, as soon as the Tao Te Ching rings, it should go away. "

The brothers and sisters of the Liao family were very happy to hear the Taoist saying so confidently. They asked the old Taoist to do it quickly. The Taoist priest did not shirk, so he asked several disciples to move the furniture in the middle of the living room, spread the futon, set up the incense table, sat on the ground with knees crossed, and began to close their eyes and recite sutras.

The four little Taoists, like others, surrounded Qian Zhenzi in the middle and began to chant scriptures.

"Xiao Zhang, Lao Liu, why don't we have a rest and have a good lunch together?"

Seeing that the Taoists are in place, Liao Wuyin comes to Zhang Fan and Liu Anbang and says apologetically.

"I don't want to go. I just want to send Xiao Zhang to come and have a look. I have something else to do. You are busy. I'll go to the station first. How about you, Xiao Zhang? Why don't I take you back to the hospital first?"

Liu Anbang was also very embarrassed. Zhang Fan was willing to come at this time because of his father's face. As a result, the whole Liao family came out like this, and his face was not bright.

"No, uncle Liu. I want to learn from Taoist priest here to broaden my horizons. If you have something to do, go ahead. It doesn't matter. I'm almost all right."

Zhang Fan didn't care about anything. It's good to see other people do their work.

Liu Anbang didn't ask for it, so he sued and left the Liao family. But before he got on the bus, Liao Wuyin came down from the building. When he asked, he found out that Zhang Fan asked her to buy some fresh leeks.

In the living room, five Taoists kept chanting sutras. In the small censer they brought with them, cigarettes were curling. Zhang Fan was really looking around with a learning attitude, but after a while, he found that some of them were wrong.

In the past, grandfather Zhang Banxian once said to him that the reason why the things handed down by the ancestors were classified into the category of feudal superstition was not that those things were bad, but that some of his peers did business. To put it bluntly, it's just that there's no ability to just rely on one mouth.

They've been fooling around for a long time. They can't change Feng Shui and save bad people, but they run away with money. Of course, they will bring bad reputation to the whole business.

Ruiyun Taoist temple is one of the most famous Taoist temples in Jiangzhou City, so Zhang Fan is very polite to the old Taoist. However, after reading the Sutra for half a day, Zhang Fan didn't feel any magic fluctuation in the air.

Mana is quite mysterious. In fact, the Taoist Qi Zhang Fan just got can be called mana, but it's just different. Zhang Banxian said that when people in Xuanmen cast a spell, whether they are monks or Taoists, there will be fluctuations in their mana. Careful screening can be felt.

Zhang Fan couldn't sense the fluctuation of mana before, but he got a blessing in disguise the night before. There was something in Dantian, and there was a corresponding method in Yang Gong Mi Lu.

Zhang Fan was afraid that his ability was too shallow. He ran Zhenqi several times according to the records of Yang Gong Mi Lu, but he still didn't feel any fluctuation of mana.

What's more, do Taoists only need to chant scriptures to exorcise people?

I'm going to be strangled. I'm not going to have a trouble!

"Read, read your grandmother! Do you want to read under the bridge! Maybe you can get three melons and two dates when you are in a good mood. Don't worry about me here! "

When Zhang Fan met the cheater, he wanted to talk to Liao silently, but before he spoke, the master bedroom was yanked away. A gray haired old man rushed out of the room and pointed to the five Taoist monks in the living room, which was a burst of abuse.

"Wuliangtianzun, old benefactor, take it easy. I'm saving you."

Qian Zhenzi sat on the ground and said this without heat. How could he know that the old man picked up the glass on the table and threw his hand on Qian Zhenzi's head? It's called crispy.