Master of the city

After a little action, Zhang Fan covered the tea bowl with the lid. The old capital's cup of tea is exquisite, and it's much more convenient to hide things than those straight tea cups.

When I was watching TV, there was a disgusting advertisement on it. It was about a tea set, an electric kettle, and a few quilts like a draft beer cup. It blew all day long. Even Zhang Fan, a rude man with no culture, looked at it with contempt.

It's useless for ordinary people. It's not rare to really like tea. People really drink tea, either Yixing purple sand or blue and white porcelain bowls. Who cares about that kind of rubbish.

Cough, well, fan GE's mind is a little far away, mainly because it's too boring to wait for Zhuge sin to come back, and Liu Su Su will definitely not let Luo Bai Xue speak again.

The first dragon shaped black air has come out of the cover bowl. Zhang Fan is very comfortable watching the black air swirling in the air.

Iron can't penetrate Yin and Yang, and it can restrain some strange smell. The function of porcelain is much worse, and I don't know how long it will take for the things inside to volatilize. It's said that there's a bowl of wine recently. It's very hot. I'd like to have a bowl of tea later.

What? What is the use of black Yin Qi in front of Zhuge crime?

Hehe, brother fan also knows that the old man of Zhuge is capable, so how can it be as simple as Yin Qi? Today, in addition to going to school, Zhang Fan also had plans to come to Luo's home, so before going out, Zhang Fan sealed three drops of juice with small iron balls and wax balls.

Yes, it's juice, the juice of Longyuan black fruit bred by the dragon vein of Erya. Don't look to release just a small drop, the kind of condensed into the solid of the heavy resentment, it is who use who know.

With a "squeak", the door of the reception room was opened, and the ugly looking Zhuge came in from the outside with the muddy robe on his face. Luo Bo pinches the wooden sword carved by Zhang Fan with two fingers. As soon as he enters the door, he angrily throws it at Zhang Fan's feet, and then runs out with a pair of hands full of mud.

"Oh, master Zhuge, did you find out my little gift so soon? It's really Fengshui. I admire it. "

Zhang Fan faked a fist at Zhuge.

"Ha ha, Zhang Xiaoyou, you are very good at playing tricks. I really admire you. I didn't expect you to bury the wooden sword two feet askew. It seems that you have already expected that you will soon find out your hands and feet, right? "

"That's true. I'm very confident in Mr. Zhuge's ability. It's a pity that Luo Xudai did it for me this time. I'm sorry."

The Sangmu sword is buried opposite the door, which brings about the evil spirit. However, the evil spirit doesn't mean that you can just insert the sword into the ground. The distance and direction are all exquisite. For example, Zhang Fan's main curse is the people in villa No. 8. Besides pointing to the gate of the manor, the tip of the sword also points to the door of villa No. 8 through the gate.

When Zhang Fan came here, he used Chi You Xuezhu to walk through the sword. In addition to strengthening the evil spirit of Sangmu sword, he also made the aura of Sangmu sword itself vague because of the spread of evil spirit, which made it difficult to determine the exact position.

Zhuge set the position of Sangmu sword according to the position and distance, and let Luobo dig. The ground in winter was rather hard. Robbo did not have a shovel. He picked up a sharp stone on the ground and planed it to the ground.

Zhang Fan covered up the ground when he was burying the wooden sword. It seemed that he had not moved. As a result, Luo Bo's stone went down, and the thin soil layer on the ground was directly smashed through, and a stream of muddy water with a foul smell suddenly splashed out from below.

Rob couldn't dodge. He was splashed all over his face. That smell. Rob almost threw up on the spot. Zhuge crime is also full of embarrassment.

Zhang Fan actually dug two pits before, and the place a little less than the right position was buried with a sword. The right position of the pit was covered with his urine.

Although sangmujian was taken back, Zhang Fan won the battle this time. Who let them step into Zhang Fan's trap? That is to say, I took rob with me. If Zhuge sin had dug it by himself, I would have no face to come back to see people now.

"Mr. Luo, it's really a blessing for your family to have Mr. Zhuge. If someone else comes here, I'm afraid you'll still be wandering around in the yard with a compass. Good luck. "

Zhang Fan said as he picked up the blue and white porcelain covered bowl on the table and went to the northwest corner of the reception room.

"Xiaoyou, you have brought more gifts during this visit. Are you going to continue to give my old man questions?"

Who knows that Zhang Fengshui is more serious than Zhang Fengshui?

"No, it was just a prank when I peed. How can it be regarded as a gift? It's impossible for me to pee and mud as a gift when I'm so big. "

As Zhang Fan said, he tilted the lid and poured the water on the ground in the northwest corner. Then he opened the lid and put the whole bowl in the place where it was wet with tea."I don't think Mr. Luo and little luobotou would like to see me, and so would his wife and miss. That's all for today. I'll leave first. Everyone, you should be healthy. Goodbye. "

Zhang Fan raised his hands and clasped a fist. He didn't care whether the host's house was seeing off the guests or not. If he wanted to let him go, he raised his feet and walked outside the reception room.

"Asshole!"

See Zhang Fan out of the door, Luo Xu slapped on the table, fiercely stood up, staring at the door, Zhang Fan disappeared position, mouth constantly issued "creak" sound, a bite of old teeth are about to bite.

But soon, a sense of vertigo hit Luo Xu's head. The body shakes a few times in place, two legs can no longer support the weight of the body in general, "Putong" sat on the chair.

"Husband, husband, what's the matter with you?"

After all, after living together for many years, Liu Su Su can see at a glance that his man's state is not right. This is not to sit down in anger, but to feel uncomfortable.

"I'm fine. That kid is too deceiving. I must show him some color."

Luo Xu holds his head with one hand. This little bastard surnamed Zhang is really irritating. We must find a way to deal with him. He wants us to die

"Mr. Luo, you'd better leave this room now, now. The lady and the young lady have all left. No one should stay here for a long time. "

Zhuge sin was puzzled by Zhang Fan's sudden departure at first, but when he saw Luo Xu's headache, he knew it was not good.

The Northwest Fangqian palace represents the man of the family. Zhang Fan falls down the tea in the northwest corner, puts down the cup and goes away. Luo Xu immediately starts to have a headache. Most likely, it's because Zhang Fan has made a move in that cup of tea!

"Mr. Zhuge, what's the matter?"

Luo Xu is still a little forced. I don't know why Zhuge sin suddenly gets nervous.

"When I and rob left just now, did the boy surnamed Zhang put anything into the water cup?"

As he asked, Zhuge walked to the northwest corner and squatted down to check the tea on the ground.

Tea is tea. He can't see any difference. He even put his finger in front of his nose to smell it, but in the process, Zhuge sin felt his head start to feel dizzy.

"No, he used words to incite my daughter at the beginning. After I stopped him, he didn't do anything, just drinking tea."

Before Liu Su Su's words were finished, Zhuge sin had already sat down on the ground, obviously dizzy.

"Let's go, let's go. Come and help me. "

Zhuge sin felt as if there were ten thousand steel needles in his head. He didn't want the pain. His whole body was soft and sour. He couldn't lift any strength.

"Snow white, help Mr. Zhuge up. How dare you poison this bastard

Luo xuchao's daughter roared, got up and walked towards the door. From the appearance of Zhuge sin, we can see that his headache is not as simple as anger.

In the past, Luo xuning would not let her daughter go to help Zhuge sin, but now, the daughter seems to be a redundant existence. Even if she looks at it, she feels like a waste of time. It's a waste of time to let her do some dangerous work.

Luo Baixue still listens to her father's words, but when she helps Zhuge sin out, the little girl's face is also sallow, one hand covers her chest, as if she is going to vomit.

"Mr. Zhuge, you, didn't you say that you had an appointment to fight Fengshui? This son of a bitch has poisoned himself. I'll call the police and arrest him right now... "

Luo Xu fiercely looks at Zhang Fan who is walking towards the gate of the manor outside the window and wants to bite him to death.

"Well, it's useless. I can see his face. There's no danger of imprisonment. Even if you call the police, you can't do anything about him. What's more, I'm afraid you can't detect any toxin by calling someone to detect it. "

Zhuge, with a guilty face, took out his piece of Taiji Eight Trigram plate from his bag and wanted to measure the changes of the gas field. As soon as he took it out, the pointer on the plate pointed to the northwest corner of the reception hall across the wall, and the Yin and yang fish in the middle of the plate almost instantly rotated to the position of yang fish.

Of course, this yang fish does not mean that it is full of Yang, because under the pointer is the fish eye of yang fish, which represents the extreme evil here.