Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian saw that although there was no abnormality in Zhang Wenyong's Yintang, there were two black gases gathering towards the Yintang.

Of course, Zhang Yong himself could not see it, while Wang Qian came to this conclusion by looking at Qi.

"And you just lost some money this morning."

Pop! Zhang Wenyong's compass fell to the ground. He quickly picked it up. He didn't expect that Wang Qian would be so clever.

"And where you're going, there's danger. Maybe what you want won't be there." Wang Qian judged.

When Zhang Wenyong heard Wang Qian's words, he was flustered and immediately said, "I'm going to the underground market of jubaozhai. Is that really what you said?"

Wang Qian's eyes lit up when he heard this.

"Underground market?! How about taking me? "

Zhang Wenyong's head shakes like a rattle, while Wang Qian puts on a figure of calculation and wants to give Zhang Wenyong another hexagram in front of him.

When Zhang Wenyong saw Wang Qian asking for advice, he pinched his fingers to calculate, and the goatee shook. He quickly stopped Wang Qian, and then said, "OK, I won't talk nonsense with you here. Let's go to Jubao Zhai immediately."

When he heard that Zhang Wenyong was willing to take him to jubaozhai, Wang qiancai showed his satisfaction.

Zhang Wenyong is leading the way and Wang Qian is following.

After several turns in a row, I came to a low house. At the door, there are a lot of electric cars. It's not remarkable here.

Although a few hundred meters outside can lead to another prosperous city, it is still very secluded.

Zhang Wenyong looked left and right, then gently knocked on the door, very rhythmic.

An old face appeared from behind the wooden door.

"Who are you looking for?" The man asked.

Zhang Wenyong immediately said, "Chen Yun introduced me."

"Chen Yun? Oh, come in. "

The people at the door seemed to recall it. Then he opened the wooden door and let Zhang Wenyong and Wang Qian enter.

Wang Qian specially looked back. The wooden door looked very shabby outside, but inside it was covered with thick iron sheet, and the door frame was very strong.

Wang Qian and Zhang Wenyong walk in a long dark corridor.

The ground under their feet was cramped, but fortunately they were well proportioned, and walking had no effect.

"What's the matter? Do you want to be so mysterious? " Wang Qian looked at Zhang Wenyong and said.

After hearing Wang Qian's words, Zhang Wenyong immediately made a hissing gesture on his lips, and then quietly said to Wang Qian, "you don't know that the underground market in jubaozhai is an underground transaction. Although you can swipe bank card or credit card here, once the transaction is completed, you can get a credit card. You don't need to ask each other's name. No matter what you find, no one will take care of it. As long as you pay for it, you should give it to jubaozhai. Confidentiality is the most attractive place here. "

Hearing this, Wang Qian said with some interest, "Oh? What's on sale? "

Zhang Wenyong looked back and forth and found that there was no one else except two. Then he whispered, "don't you know? This kind of underground market has everything, but most of them are antiques, ranging from jade pendant to one meter high alchemy furnace. "

"Alchemy furnace?" Wang Qian was very surprised to hear that Zhang Wenyong even said something about the alchemy furnace.

Zhang Wenyong seems to think that Wang Qian is a local steamed stuffed bun, showing a look of disdain, and said: "yes, the alchemy furnace is really the alchemy furnace handed down from the Jin Dynasty. I saw with my own eyes that someone spent 20 million yuan to buy that alchemy furnace."

Wang Qian scoffed at this. If it was really an alchemy furnace, it would be worth 20 million, even 50 million, and he would not frown.

But he believed it would be a fake. Like that kind of alchemy furnace handed down from generation to generation, there must be someone to guard it, instead of appearing in an underground market so casually.

While they were talking, they were close to the entrance of the market. There was a heavy iron gate. In front of the iron gate, there were two bodyguards standing there, wearing a pair of black super sunglasses, with big arms and round waist, which made people feel a little daunted.

He took out two red tickets on his desk and put them on the door.

When he opened the iron gate, Wang Qian was stunned by the sight behind it.

Behind the door is a spacious space, about 1000 square meters, hundreds of stalls scattered here, people come here to trade are wearing masks.

From time to time, there are masked service personnel of the organizer who swipe cards or transfer money to each booth.

This is the first time that Wang Qian has seen such a large-scale geomancy trading market.

"Do you often come to this kind of underground market?" It's Wang Qian's first time to participate in this kind of underground market. Everywhere he goes, there are curious babies.Zhang Wenyong saw that Wang Qian was very close to him, with a proud smile on his face, and said, "of course. I've been here for three years to trade. "

"Who is Chen Yun you just mentioned?" Wang Qian asked him curiously. "Is it necessary for someone to recommend or give a name to come in here?"

Zhang Wenyong heard Wang Qian's question. He looked left and right, then with a proud smile, he said, "of course, he is a friend of mine. It's also an initiator of this underground transaction. "

Zhang Wenyong went to a deserted stall and ignored Wang Qian. He put his compass there and sold it there: "Oh, have a look, have a look. Don't miss the compass used by Zhang Jiuye, a famous geomantic artist in Qing Dynasty. It's sold at a low price."

Wang Qian felt disillusioned at this moment. Just now, he felt that Zhang Wenyong was a hundred Xiaosheng in Feng Shui. He knew everything and knew some secrets of the underground world that he didn't know.

With Zhang Wenyong's cry, he immediately switched to the state of a roadside hawker.

Looking at the old thing in his hand, Zhang Wenyong was surprised by the appearance of a compass.

As for Zhang Jiuye in Fengshui, Wang Qian has never heard of him.

He is very clear about some of the Taoism and geomantic omen, but he doesn't know anything about these legendary masters.

In the spirit of helping others, Wang Qian asked: "Master Zhang, how do you sell this compass?"

Zhang Wenyong saw that it was Wang Qian who asked and looked around. Anyway, no one came to Wang Qian and said, "my real estate is really old. If it hadn't been for a lot of debt recently, I wouldn't have sold it."

Wang Qian said with a curl of his mouth, "to get to the point."

Zhang Wenyong was choked by Wang Qian, and then he said, "two million can't be less."