Master of the city

Taoist Qinglian looked at Zhang Fan's movements, but she was a little dull.

It's not that you're stupid or that you don't work hard, but that the virtual cloud view doesn't have the foundation to make you strong enough.

This sentence like a sharp knife directly into her heart.

Since she was adopted by lingxu immortal, her path of practice has been smooth. Qinglian always thinks that she is better than others in both talent and effort, so she has achieved better results than her brothers. That's right. But after meeting Zhang Fan, she tasted the failure. Qinglian always thought that her talent or hard work was not enough. As long as she worked harder and harder, she could catch up with Zhang Fan in the future. But now, open eyes to see Zhang Fan such a form of Qinglian finally understand, what they learn and Zhang Fan learn is not the same level.

In the classics of his own school, there is no Taoist Dharma like Zhang Fan's after completion. Even if there is one, it is also very profound and difficult, which can't be achieved without nearly a hundred years of hard work.

If you look at other people's methods, even if you study hard for thousands of years with a primary school textbook, you can't be as good as someone else with a university textbook.

Qinglian pursed her lips and said nothing.

She wavered.

Zhang Fan didn't play any conspiracy. What he played was plot.

Their biggest shortcoming is arrogant, seemingly quiet, in fact very competitive. Zhang Fan's skill, she really wants to learn. However, Qinglian is not a woman without conscience. Shifu is very kind to her. No matter what, she can't betray her Shifu

"Well, I can see your expression, OK? I'll talk to lingxu after he wakes up. If you turn to me, you can continue to be a master and apprentice to lingxu, or simply recognize lingxu as your adoptive father. I believe that it's impossible for you to be forced to hinder your growth by the love of lingxu If you turn to me, the benefits to the concept of virtual cloud are also real. "

Zhang Fan patted Taoist Qinglian on the shoulder again.

Qinglian did not resist, silently lowered her head, seems to be in this silent way to admit Zhang Fan's view.

"Mr. Zhang, is there really a ghost in it? Has it been solved? "

Seeing a series of performances of Zhang Fan and Qinglian, director Zhou feels that Zhang Fan's work seems to have been finished, so he begins to urge Zhang Fan to be born. He doesn't want to make Zhang Fan unhappy, but his son's life is still hanging. It's better to solve the problem early.

"You can watch it."

Zhang Fan whispered to Taoist Qinglian, but she didn't reply. She just pushed the glasses on the bridge of her nose with her hand. Then you consciously stood behind Zhang Fan. She seems to have to watch the trouble here and now.

"Director Zhou, it's not that you can't solve your son's problem. The problem now is whether you are willing to spend money."

"Money? how much is it? Mr. Zhang, please mention it. As long as I can afford it, I'll be ready for you. "

When Zhang Fan mentioned money, director Zhou was relieved. Zhang Fan didn't ask for anything before, which also represents his son's affairs. If you love others, you can take care of them if you want to, or if you don't want to. Now that the price is negotiated, it means that Zhang Fan has officially taken over the job.

"I won't ask you too much, but you all have some money as doctors. You can certainly afford to save your son."

Zhang Fan said, standing by the window and looking down. At the end of his sight, a black air floated up, which was one of the eight Yin Qi outside.

"Qinglian, come and have a look. Do you see the Yin Qi outside?"

Zhang Fan didn't say how much money it was. Instead, he called Taoist Qinglian and asked her to look out of the window.

Taoist Qinglian didn't speak. She went to the window and pushed her glasses. She looked out, and immediately saw the strong Yin Qi coming out of the ground.

"It seems very cloudy, but it's worse than the one on the ground here."

Qinglian said, and looked down at the foot of those evil spirit.

The thick and muddy air of Yin Sha makes people very uncomfortable. However, after Zhang Fan slapped her on the head, the warm current went all over her body. The muddy air of Yin Sha seemed to be afraid of Zhang Fan's wind. Instead of winding her, it kept surging to avoid her steps.

"It's worse than here, of course. At first, I thought it was a evil array or something. Now it doesn't seem to be. It should be a land of nine Yin."

"The land of nine yin? It's impossible to be blessed. This is a school, but in the center of the city, where people flow, how can the land of nine Yin come into being? "

It's not that Taoist Qinglian doesn't agree with Zhang Fan. It's just that things like Jiuyin usually come out of the wilderness. For example, the downtown area is very popular, and it's unlikely to gather so much Yin Qi.

"Other places may not be possible, but this is the school, don't you forget? Schools are different from ordinary places. "

Zhang Fan originally thought that Qinglian could understand by clicking a sentence, but he didn't expect that Qinglian was still covered with circles. Only a wry smile to continue."Maybe you are in the Taoist temple all the time, so you don't know something about the society. It's true that it's downtown now, but many years ago, it wasn't necessarily downtown. Many of today's urban areas were still wasteland decades ago, especially in schools. "

"When developers take land, they are also more particular about it. They all want good geomantic plots, but some plots are really bad geomantic, but they can't be empty, so they can only give these plots to some so-called Yang heavy and oppressive units, such as military barracks and schools. Under many schools, there are mass graves that have been leveled. So it's no surprise to find a place full of Yin in school. "

Looking at Taoist Qinglian's shocked face, Zhang Fan almost couldn't help laughing. The girl's Feng Shui attainments are really good, but her experience is too bad. When you have time, you should talk to lingxu real person. No matter chickens, ducks or children, they have to be raised when they should be raised. They are always kept in the greenhouse, and they can't become useful.

"They, if they do so, are not afraid of harming the children who read books?"

For a long time, Taoist Qinglian's mouth was full of such words.

"Businessmen are very profitable. No one wants to lose money. Otherwise, why are there so many ghost stories on campus? Usually, the exuberant popularity in the school can hold down a certain degree of pessimism, but there are always some accidents in the world. "

Zhang Fan said, reaching out to point out the Yin Qi in the distance.

"This place should have been a mass grave before, but in the years when the school was built, it should not have been the place of nine Yin, otherwise it could not have been peaceful for so long. I guess that before that, it was the place of eight Yin at most. Although the place of eight Yin and the place of nine Yin seemed to be only one difference, it was the difference between heaven and earth Don't worry about it. The number of Yin did not reach the extreme, but could not carry the students' Yang, so there was no accident. But then... "

Zhang Fan pointed to the ground under his feet.

"If you want to blame it, you can only blame that crazy age. You have to kill people here. That teacher Guan was humiliated by his students, and his resentment must have been overwhelming. Moreover, it is still that kind of humiliating method, which any conservative woman would not think of. Teacher Guan's death means that he planted a seed of Yin Qi in the middle of the eight Yin land. The funny thing is that within a few days of her death, order was restored. But those students still regard her death as a kind of talk to laugh, and it is expected that teacher Guan will burst out in the end. "

"That is to say, teacher Guan's resentment broke out, so many people died here, and finally formed this shady place, making up the pattern of nine Yin place. This group of students are damned. This classroom is located in the middle of the other eight shady places, the center of the nine palaces. It is supported by the evil spirit of the other eight shady places. Otherwise, even if the teacher Guan died here, the evil spirit will not be enough to support a shady place. "

After that, Zhang Fan looked back at director Zhou.

"Director Zhou, you can go to an iron art workshop and make a set of pure copper Zodiac for me. From beginning to end, the total length is three feet, three inches and three cents. One cent can't be more or less. Any problems? If you can find something that has been in store for a long time, it's best. "

"The twelve Zodiacs of pure copper? Three feet, three inches, three minutes? Is that enough? Do you need anything else? "

"Prepare another 50 Jin of red nitrate, and Lichi firewood that can cover the bottom of this classroom. In addition to these, you can also give the rest of lingxu's medical expenses. It's a cause and effect account, and I'll take care of your son."

"OK, OK, no problem. Then Guangzu will be handed over to Mr. Zhang first. I'll do it now. "

Zhou Guangzu nodded. As the director of the hospital, he is not a poor man. Naturally, he has heard that there are many people in the upper class who believe in Feng Shui and so on. Those masters who speak one by one are very expensive.

In fact, he is ready to be slaughtered, but for the sake of his son, how much money can be paid? The girl named Zhang Wenqing is dead. If she is reluctant to spend money, it is estimated that her son is almost the same. But director Zhou never thought that Zhang Fan's request was so simple. The bronze statue of the Chinese Zodiac doesn't cost much at all. As for the old Taoist's medical expenses. It's just pancreatitis. It's not a big deal. Even if it costs more than 100000 yuan, it's nothing for him. What's more, Zhou Guangzu's work in the hospital can definitely save a lot.