Super Great Fortune Teller

When those people heard Wang Qian's words, those who moved tables and those who took Feng Shui props took Feng Shui props, it seemed that the one standing in front of them was no longer a terrible Feng Shui monster, but a test.

Soon the table was set.

Han Ping put the rune paper on the table. The Xuanwu formed by the evil spirit was less than 500 meters away from them. The terrible shape of Xuanwu made their hands and feet cold.

But with Wang Qian, they don't want to run away now.

After setting up the Fu paper, Han Feilin took a deep breath. For so many years, what he saw was the geomantic omen of some ordinary people. At most, it was to attract wealth, exorcise evil spirits and avoid evil spirits.

However, the evil spirit that he saw today condensed into the Feng Shui Bureau of the Xuanwu beast. Let alone seeing it, he had never heard of it.

Take a deep breath.

According to Wang Qian's guidance, Han Feilin began to draw the talisman.

The level of the talisman is about two grades. When it is pasted on people's body, people can ignore some fear emotions and make them look stable.

However, when Han Feilin first drew the talisman, he could not shake his hands. The cinnabar pen was like a reptile on the talisman paper, and the painting was crooked. An experienced person would know at a glance that the talisman was useless and had no effect at all.

When Wang Qian saw this, he could not help but frown: "Han Ping! Move hanfeilin's desk 10 meters forward. "

"What?"

When Han Ping heard Wang Qian say this, he was shocked: "but master Wang..."

Wang Qian said nothing more.

Han Feilin gritted his teeth and said, "do as Master Wang said!"

Han Ping and Zhang Chong of the geomancy Association raised the table again and moved forward 10 meters. Xuanwu was getting closer and closer.

Han Feilin can even hear his heart beating like a drum.

"Lao Han, as long as you draw a magic talisman, you will pass this pass. If you can't pass this pass, your life will be the life of Xiaofeng Shui." Wang Qian said lightly.

Han Feilin took a deep breath. This time, he managed to get into a settled state, and then wrote again.

Although this talisman is still crooked, it has a mysterious power of talisman.

Wang Qian pointed to master Songqing.

After joining the Feng Shui Association, master Songqing has learned some painting techniques from Wang Qian. Seeing that Wang Qian points to himself, master Songqing also knows that this is a kind of tempering.

Walking to the table, master Songqing picked up the pen.

Brush, brush!

A calm charm is much better than Han Feilin's. it has to be said that the old man has a kind of immortal temperament. Then Wang Qian looked at the Fengshui masters of the Fengshui Masters Association.

These feng shui masters have woken up, looking at the closer Xuanwu, everyone's face has no blood.

Wang Qian said with a smile, "what? That's not going to work? Shall I ask you for a leave? Let's go home and have a rest? "

Boom boom!

At this time, Xuanwu was less than 100 meters away from the crowd.

Wang Qian stepped forward, then went to the table and picked up the paper. He held the paper in one hand and the pen in the other.

Wang Qian's hands are extremely stable. Shen Fulan and Lin Yao both look at Wang Qian's movements with different colors. They see that Wang Qian spreads the rune paper and stains it with cinnabar.

Brush, brush!

After four seconds, Wang Qian drew a magic charm.

Wang Qian looked at Han Ping with dingsha Fu in his hand and said, "go and stick this dingsha Fu on Xuanwu."

"This..." When Han Ping saw this, his face was bloodless. His face was whiter than white paper.

Are you kidding? The Xuanwu made up of Yinsha is so terrible. How can he be a prime minister who is less than grade three?

However, after Wang Qian gave this dingsha Fu to Han Ping, he stopped talking to Han Ping and continued to draw something on the table.

Han Ping clenched his teeth, holding dingshafu in his hand, and went step by step to the dark shadow.

Wu Jiu nodded his head frequently when he saw this. He had to say that Wang Qian admired this kind of training method. This time, he also saw that although a group of feng shui masters in the Feng Shui Masters Association had Feng Shui methods, they usually lacked courage and responsibility.

Han Ping took the dingsha Fu in his hand and looked at Xuanwu, which was made up of Yinsha. His hand trembled fiercely. Every step of Xuanwu left a huge pit on the ground.

That basaltic a pair of indifferent eyes in sweeping toward his own Han Ping.

Han Ping is getting closer to Xuanwu, 100 steps, 50 steps, 10 steps.

Han Ping only felt a chill of terror around his body.

"Brother Xuanwu, in fact, my main purpose of this visit is to have something to say with you. You see the charm is so lovely, will you accept it?" Han pingduo's words came from the wind.Lin Yao couldn't help laughing when she heard this.

In fact, she is not very worried about Han Ping. After all, there must be no trouble with Wang Qian here, but Han Ping's advice really makes Lin Yao laugh.

Wang Qian looks back at Lin Yao.

Lin Yao covered her mouth and shook her head.

Han Ping is less than two meters away from the Xuanwu.

Whoa!

The Xuanwu was provoked by Han Ping, and one foot pressed on him.

Han Ping saw the terrible giant foot stepping on his head, and quickly hid to the side. To be exact, it was rolling.

Bang! It's a big noise.

That basaltic foot on the ground, Han Pingzhen almost did not spring up from the ground, and then Han Ping saw the terrible huge pit.

"Si..."

Han Ping took a cold breath. Just at this moment, he had experienced a life and death. Between life and death, Han Ping felt that his grade, which had not been changed for a long time, had a sign of rising.

As for those reporters in Hangzhou, after waking up at this time, they all looked at the scene with startled faces.

"My God

"What the hell is this? What's wrong with my camera? "

Some reporters took out the camera and wanted to take this scene. However, once the camera object was turned into the dark, the camera lens would suddenly break. Even one photographer's eyes were scratched by the broken glass debris, covering his face and no longer dare to look directly at the dark.

After seeing this, those reporters no longer dare to shoot with the camera in their hands.

They looked at Wang Qian one by one.

"Master! What's going on? " The reporters had to be surprised.

It's amazing that they haven't lived in Hangzhou for such a long time.

But Wang Qian did not speak.

On the contrary, he stares at Han Ping. Wang Qian is relieved to see that Han Ping evades the first attack of Yin Sha Xuanwu.

Then Wang Qian looked at a group of feng shui masters in the Feng Shui Masters Association: "everyone draws a dingsha Fu. As long as you throw the dingsha Fu in front of Xuanwu within 10 steps, even if you finish my assessment today."