Master of the city

Yang Junsong, named Shumao and Junsong, was born in douzhou of Tang Dynasty and a famous geomantic master. During the reign of emperor Xizong of Tang Dynasty, he was granted the title of national teacher. He was an official of jinziguanglu and a director of Zhangling platform. He was a famous geographer of Tang Dynasty.

Because he used geomantic omen to make the poor rich, so the world called him "save the poor", and later generations also called him "Yang save the poor". His works include Yilong Jing, Jiulong Jing, Licheng Fu, heinang Jing, 36long, qingnang Aoyu, dutianbaozhao Jing, Tianyuan Wutu Jing, and funiture Daozhang. His works are highly praised by later Feng Shui scholars.

Yang Junsong has an extremely high position in geography and geography, which can be comparable to Mencius in Confucianism. It is said that Lai Buyi, the famous disciple of Yang Gong, is one of his disciples.

However, hearing that Zhang Fan claimed to be a disciple of Yang Junsong's later generations, Miaozhen was totally wrong.

"It's more than 1000 years since the death of Lord Yang. There are countless disciples, especially in the south of Jiangxi Province. Even the fortune tellers who set up stalls under the overpass can claim to be the disciples of Lord Yang. It's not funny what you're joking about."

He said, "it's not funny." Miaozhen's old face, which was full of powder, was almost laughing.

Zhang Fan is a little sore. He only remembers that his grandmaster is famous, but forgets the fact that he has so many disciples. But it doesn't matter. Zhang Fan knows that he is the special one.

"Is that enough? Enough laughs. Let's get down to business. Who has the ability, who does not have the ability, compared to know, do you dare? "

"Than? This child must have just graduated. Feng Shui is not something that can be achieved overnight. Even if you set up the Feng Shui array, it will take a long time to influence qi movement. It can't be completed overnight. What are you going to compare with? Set up an array and see it in a year and a half? "

Miaozhen was very determined. Not to mention Zhao Qixin, Zhang Fan was not worthy of her fear. And she also said that she had reserved steps for herself in advance.

Miaozhen has a little bit of ability, but her fame is not all accumulated by her ability, among which there is no lack of hype.

Although it's not a big deal to show people geomantic omen, sometimes it doesn't work. If you think it's useless to set up a Fengshui Bureau, ha ha, it's because the time is too short and the accumulation is not enough. It's not that the Fengshui array of the local residents is useless.

"Who told you that Feng Shui can't be accomplished overnight? Although it may be difficult to set the game, breaking the game can achieve immediate results. Brother Zhao, do you have any gasoline at home? Please find me some. And get a metal basin. It's better to be bigger. "

Zhang Fan was very determined this time. When Miaozhen said that the Oriental throne belonged to Qinglong, he gave him an inspiration. By doing so, 90% of Zhao Qilin's problems can be solved.

"Drink Ha Man, what do you want gas for? " Zhao Qilin yawned again.

"Don't ask. Go and get it for me. I'll show your father and this wonderful hermit the mystery of Feng Shui.

Zhang Fan's eyes swept over Miaozhen's and Zhao Qi's faces. Seeing Zhao Qi frowning and opening his mouth, Zhang Fan pointed his finger directly at him.

"Old man! Don't blame me for not reminding you. If you don't want to lose your son or grandson, just shut your asshole for me! "

Zhao Qi was scolded again. He was scolded before he opened his mouth. It's really deceiving. Why do you get angry in Laozi's house? However, what Zhang Fan said was so serious that he lost his children and grandchildren, which made Zhao Qi have to pay attention to it.

After all, even if Zhang Fan is really incompetent, it should not be difficult for him to get along with his son in such a short time.

Zhang's father was a little dissatisfied with Zhang's scolding, but now he is a little dissatisfied with Zhang's scolding. But he also knew that his father was wrong, so he didn't say anything. He ran down and quickly found the gasoline and metal basin Zhang Fan wanted.

"Zhang Fan, you've got everything. What do you want now? Do you want a lighter? "

Seeing that several people left in the room didn't fight, Zhao Qilin was really relieved.

"No, brother Zhao, it's none of your business. Go out and find a room to wait for news. Don't come in until you have a reaction. "

Zhang Fan put the iron basin in the middle of the room and waved to Zhao Qilin to go.

"Ha What do you say? Is there a reaction? What reaction? "

Zhao Qilin, Zhao Qi and Miao Zhen were all puzzled.

"You'll see. Go out and don't peek at anything. Find a place to sit

Zhang Fan found that his patience seemed to be very poor, and he was not angry with anyone.

"Well, ha - Dad, don't fight. I went out first, ha - Zhang Fan, you need to be sharp. I'm afraid I'll fall asleep after waiting too long. "

Zhao left the room yawning and took the door with him.

"I said, boy, what are you going to do? Don't play around in my house, you hear meWhat does Zhang Fan want to do? As a senior, it's hard to ask. Fortunately, Zhao Qi volunteered. But Zhang Fan ignored Zhao Qi and went straight to Miaozhen.

"Jushi, you are a man of ability. Let's make a bet. Do you dare?"

This is a direct challenge. If Miaozhen didn't dare to say that, she would lose face. She couldn't answer that casually.

"It depends on what you bet."

"Just bet that I can change Zhao Qilin's mental state by changing Feng Shui."

Zhang Fan turns to look at Zhao Qi.

"You saw what your son looked like just now, just like an addict. I can wake him up through Feng Shui, believe it or not? "

"Really? You don't want to wait a few hours to wake him up

Zhao Qi also feels that his son's mental state is not very good, but he still doesn't believe Zhang Fan.

"That's why I said that you support this woman and will die. How dare you bet with me, Mr. Miaozhen

Rising to the Zhao family's fengshui, it is not a challenge, but a general.

Miaozhen has a twinkle in her eyes. She can't find out the details of Zhang Fan, and she's not sure if what the boy said is true. But for the sake of fame, she did. Otherwise, let the Zhao family spread that her well-known Miaozhen is afraid of a younger generation, and then don't plan to make money.

"Well, you say, what's the bet."

"Just bet if I can change Zhao Qilin's mental state in a short time through Feng Shui. Who lost? Let's drive to the center of the city, look for the kind of pole with "ancestral psoriasis specialist" or "one shot to break the root", and hold it and shout three times, "my disease is saved." dare you? "

This word a, wonderful true resident good suspension, was Zhang Fan to gas joy. I've heard of people who gamble money, land and house. What's this bet? Face gambling? Those students who are still studying can play like this!

A very strange picture appeared in Miaozhen's mind. She was an old woman in her fifties, holding a pole with "sex. Disease + treatment" on her face, shouting "my disease is saved". The powder on her face kept falling down. The picture was too beautiful to think of!

"You've gone too far, little boy."

"What's too much? Are you going to lose?"

Zhang Fan took her back as soon as he opened his mouth. He rolled his eyes. After a while, he hummed coldly and squeezed out a sentence from his teeth: "OK, do it!"

"Well, it looks like you're ready. Zhao, please give me a certificate. "

Zhang Fan ran on Miaozhen again. First, he made sure that the basin was in the middle of the room. Then he opened the gasoline can and poured half a basin into the metal basin.

Zhao Qixin said you want to burn the house? However, considering the state of his son, he swallowed half of the words.

After pouring the gasoline, Zhang Fan carried all the eight or nine flowerpots on the balcony and in the room to the edge of the basin. First, he pulled out two pots of Chlorophytum and threw them into the big basin. After seeing that there was still room, he pulled out another pot of Clivia to be satisfied.

Then he took out a piece of yellow paper he bought in the morning from his pocket, bit his index finger and drew a fire sign on it.

It's not just a matter of imitating a cat or a tiger. First of all, the material must have aura. Secondly, during the process of painting, the painter must use magic power or qi. Only in this way can the rune paper be effective.

Zhang Fan's real Qi is not big, but it is more than enough to draw the lowest fire symbol. After Fu Cheng, he didn't look for a lighter or anything. He just clamped the Fu paper between his two fingers in his right hand and yelled: "huodezhen is as urgent as the law!" With a flash of the wrist, the paper burned.

Miaozhen's face began to turn white. She can also draw Fu, but she really doesn't have the ability to let Fu paper burn with a raise of her hand. Is it worse today?

Zhang Fan doesn't care what she thinks. He threw the fire symbol into the iron basin.

"Meet the naked eye of the burning gasoline, finally a little bit of ash.

Zhao Qidu was silly. He not only said that Zhang Fan could start a fire out of thin air, but as a businessman, his vision was also very poisonous. The fire that Zhang Fan lit was obviously not ordinary fire.

You know, plants and other things, if it's dry well, this kind of water just pulled out of the basin is full of water. Once it's burned, it's absolutely smoke. When he was a child, he used to make himself bacon when he lit the stove at home.

However, there was no smoke when the fire was burning in the basin. Only when it was close could I feel some water mist diffuse from the basin, but it was soon evaporated by the fire.