Super Great Fortune Teller

The faces of Han Feilin and others have changed color.

"Master Wang Tianzhasha here How could it be such a climate? What are the local feng shui masters doing in Haizhou? " After that, Han Feilin's chest heaved and puffed, which was angry.

Holding on to the green master's beard, he was more relaxed.

Since they arrived in Haizhou, they have been showing Fengshui to those rich people, and they have become famous in Haizhou. However, they did not expect that there was such a terrible evil spirit as tianzhasha in Haizhou.

"All the geomantic principles around here are concentrated on the Dao building. In geomantic theory, it's called dry day fish belly white. The geographical location of Haizhou is like fish belly. Dry day fish belly white is the dead place. The people who designed this building are really insidious. In the most vulnerable part of the fish belly, they picked out two sharp knives to make the fish by the sea not be roasted by the sun and unable to return to the water "In the middle."

"When the fish's belly is broken, the fish can't live. The sinister intention is obvious." Wang Qian sighed softly.

Those around them all looked awe inspiring when they heard Wang Qian's words.

And just then.

Behind the crowd came the harsh sound of trumpets.

Diddidi!

Wang Qian and others all frowned.

"For what? You guys get out of here. This is the private property of Qingming building. You guys. If you want to travel and take photos, go to other places! "

The voice had a look of impatience.

"Local leopard, these guys from the countryside don't understand at all, and they regard our boss's building as a scenic spot!"

As his sarcastic voice fell, the monk turned around in anger at that time. He stood in front of the Bentley with a heavy air way: "boy! Say it again

Monk's anger is still a deterrent. The momentum of the driver of the luxury car was suppressed by the monk at that time.

"What's the matter?" At this time, a voice came from the back seat of Bentley.

Pop!

The back seat of Bentley opened, and a guy in a brocade robe got out of the car. When he saw the compass in Wang Qian's hand, his eyes immediately looked contemptuous.

"Feng shui master? How can I meet feng shui master everywhere? Can't you local Feng Shui Masters in Haizhou stay at home quietly? "

When Wang Qian saw the man, his eyes flashed over him.

This person is actually an existence beyond Jiupin to the day after tomorrow.

"Monk, come back immediately!" Wang Qian said harshly.

Hearing Wang Qian's words, the monk still showed an unconvinced look: "brother Qian, this guy dares to slander you so much, I'll cut him right away!"

However, when Wang Qian saw the man's action, he suddenly became serious: "go

"Master Wang!" Even Song Qing and Han Feilin don't know why Wang Qian let this nine grade guy,

"Master Wang, get him!"

Hearing this, the Taoist priest in the golden robe immediately showed a look of disdain.

"Ha ha Master Wang? Which Master Wang? Is it Master Wang from Star City

His voice fell, and everyone felt that his temperament had changed.

The golden satyr's Taoist robe began to swell, and there was a terrible pressure from him.

Song Qing, Han Feilin and others immediately made a fighting posture.

From this person, they actually felt a strong hostility.

"What? Does Master Wang dare not admit his identity? " The Taoist priest looked at Wang Qian coldly.

When Wang Qian heard what he said, he frowned and said, "well, what I dare not admit is that I am Wang Qian."

"Ha ha ha!" Just listen to that person sent out a burst of rampant laughter, "it's really hard to find a place to break iron shoes, get to all not waste effort! Master Wang! It's hard for me to find it! "

After that man said that, he had already walked to Wang Qian in a few steps, and his aura belonged to the postnatal strong man, which burst out in a short time.

There was a faint smell of corpse in the air. The monk and Song Qing covered their noses when they smelled it.

"It stinks! Is this guy farting? " The monk said with a frown.

"I think his crotch is rotten. It's so ugly!" Song Qing pinched his nose and said, "Hello! Don't you even take a bath? "

The Taoist priest in the golden robe, when he heard this, looked gloomy as if he was about to drip water.

"Since you want to die, I will satisfy you!" The golden Taoist took out a few flags from his arms.

Seeing those little flags, Wang Qian felt something bad.

"No!"

Bang bang!

The Taoist priest in the golden robe threw out some small flags for the first time, and the five colors of light suddenly appeared.

In the middle of the orange column, I saw the yellow sky.The sky seems to have been dyed in five colors.

Bang Dang!

A huge bowl shaped border appeared on everyone's heads.

Wang Qian's face sank slightly when he saw the boundary of five colors.

The Bentley driver was completely stunned to see this scene.

"Master lingxiaozi You are Fighting? We Zhang and Shen's Shen are still waiting for you... "

"Master lingxiaozi. What is this for? " The driver felt that the situation seemed to be out of control. He could not help feeling cold. He was annoyed that he shouldn't go to fight with Wang Qian and others just now.

"Shut up

However, the Taoist in the golden robe just pointed at the driver, and a light suddenly appeared. The driver suddenly found that his lips had become a lump.

There was a scream of sobbing.

That pair of eyes matchless frightened stare at Ling Xiao son.

"Lingxiaozi?"

When Wang Qian heard the name lingxiaozi, he felt familiar.

"Wang Qian, do you recognize this?" Lingxiaozi said, directly from his body out of a brand.

Bang!

The token was thrown directly in front of Wang Qian and inserted into the ground.

Wang Qian's face changed when he saw the sign. The front of the sign was engraved with several big characters.

"You are "Maoshan corpse chaser?" Wang Qian suddenly frowned.

"Wang Qian, you have the face to say? Xuanlingzi, tonglingzi is my younger martial brother! " The golden robed Taoist cried angrily.

"What?"

When Chen Bo heard this, he was shocked.

"Master! This is the lingxiaozi of the three friends of the year

Wang Qian frowned.

He once heard that there were several disciples in Maoshan's last generation.

Although the people of Maoshan were very polite to Wang Qian when they went there.

But Wang Qian knew that Maoshan was not Maoshan.

Maoshan is also divided into zhengyidao, corpse driving school and other schools.