Super Great Fortune Teller

Wang Qian opened his eyes and felt that there were more than a dozen inexplicable black Qi around his body. These black Qi made his body temperature drop rapidly, and his brain turned upside down.

"There must be something wrong with the sandalwood in the ancestral hall." Wang Qian thought in his heart.

I can't help thinking of my impulsive action tonight.

"Who is it?" Before long, four villagers with a flashlight found Wang Qian, monk and Zhang Jiuling.

After Wang Qian, monk and Zhang Jiuling were taken to a villa by a group of villagers.

More than a dozen villagers threw Wang Qian and the monk on the sofa, and then more and more villagers gathered. These villagers all looked at Wang Qian with bad looks.

At this point.

Wang Qian saw a middle-aged man in a Taoist bun flash past the crowd, and Wang Qian followed the past.

"Well! Do you still have time to see others? "

When the villagers of Zhang Jia Village saw that Wang Qian had been arrested, they didn't have the slightest repentance. Instead, they looked around and sneered.

"Call the village head! These three people don't know what's in our ancestral temple. They come to our Zhangjia village to steal in the middle of the night! " A villager in Zhangjia village, in his forties, looks at Wang Qian, monk and Zhang Jiuling with indignation on his face.

Zhang Jiuling immediately said: "ah, fellow townsman, I think you misunderstood. We are here tonight to help you look at Fengshui."

However, it's good that Zhang Jiuling doesn't say this. As soon as Zhang Jiuling says that he is a geomantic omen master, Wang Qian's secret is not good.

Sure enough, when the 40 odd villagers heard Zhang Jiuling say this, they seemed to have a flame floating around their eyes. They immediately came to Zhang Jiuling and slapped him in the face.

Bang!!

"How dare you say Feng Shui?"

"I know you. Your surname is Zhang, and you are one of those geomancy masters who came last time! " The 40 year old villager suddenly realized the truth.

Zhang Jiuling covered her flushed face, but she couldn't lift a trace of strength.

"What are we here to steal?"?! Steal your tablets? Can you do it? " The monk is waiting for a pair of ox eyes.

The 40 year old villager wanted to fight the monk. However, after seeing the fierce look of the monk, he withdrew his hand and said coldly, "I tell you, my Zhangjia is also a famous family in Qingzhou City. It's not over today. "

"Yes! It's not over More than a dozen villagers said at the same time, their faces also with a trace of anger.

Looking at these angry villagers, Wang Qian didn't feel that he had a big head.

However, what makes Wang Qian's head bigger is his sense of detachment. Wang Qian asked the 40 year old villager, "this gentleman, who is offering incense in the ancestral temple tonight?"

"Shangxiang? What kind of incense? Now it's too late to do funerals in the village. Who has time to go to the ancestral temple to offer incense? "

Wang Qian sighed and did not speak again.

Soon, in Wang Qian's ear, he heard someone say: "the old man is coming!"

I saw the villagers make way.

After that, a rickety old man came slowly.

The old man was leaning on a crutch, with age spots on his face, white eyebrows and thin figure, but he was hale and hearty.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? " Mr. Zhang looked at monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling with dignity.

Wang Qian met the old man's eyes and said faintly, "I'm a feng shui master."

Hiss

Why didn't you see that all the villagers were beaten by Zhang Jiuling just now?

Everyone looked at Wang Qian in surprise.

Even the monk has been ready to let Zhang Jiuling top bag, but heard Wang Qian said so, the monk is also a face of doubt.

"Boy, don't you see what our village has been tossed about by the feng shui master? Granddad, we shouldn't believe Zhang Hua. Zhang Hua said that the geomantic skills of the southern geomantic master were extremely powerful. He wanted to add family fortune to my family. As a result, he found this geomantic master and made my family a famous joke! " The middle-aged man in his forties snorted.

But the old man ignored the middle-aged man, instead, he looked at Wang Qian.

"You said you were a feng shui master? Which school of Feng Shui do you belong to

Wang Qian didn't speak when he heard the words of Master Zhang. The monk immediately glared at a pair of ox eyes and said with a proud face: "this is why you have eyes and don't know Mount Tai! The one in front of you is master Wang Qian, the president of the Southern Feng Shui Association. You may not have heard of Master Wang's deeds, but you only need to know one thing, that is, my brother qian can be called the first feng shui master among the young or old generation in China

Hearing the monk's words, Zhang Jiuling has lowered his head. He has seen something that can boast, but he has never seen a monk boast so much.The first feng shui master in China?

Zhang Jia village has just been haunted by the geomantic omen problem. This monk even dares to introduce Wang Qian like this.

Sure enough.

More than a dozen villagers in Zhangjia village were angry.

"What? The first feng shui master in China? None of you feng shui masters are good! If anyone believes that you feng shui master's own family has been destroyed, they don't know! " A 30-year-old villager of Zhang Jia Village glared at the monk and said.

But Mr. Zhang waved his hand and stopped the indignant villagers in Zhangjia village. Looking at Wang Qian, he asked, "well, what's wrong with Fengshui in our village?" Wang Qian said: "there is no problem with the geomantic omen in Zhangjia village, and it can even be called the geomantic omen treasure land."

Hearing Wang Qian's words, all the villagers present showed a sneer.

Mr. Zhang's gentle eyes are sweeping? It seems that you as like as two peas of the southern style, even the same as Feng Shui.

I had a pause.

Mr. Zhang shook his head and said, "what do you want to do in our ancestral temple late at night?"

Mr. Zhang's voice rose abruptly.

The monk and Zhang Jiuling were shocked when they heard old master Zhang's abruptly raised voice.

Only Wang Qian looked at Master Zhang blandly.

"We are here to solve the Fengshui problem for you in zhangjiacun." Wang Qian said lightly.

Although he knew that Han Feilin might have been wronged, he didn't explain for Han Feilin. Instead, he took over Han Feilin's view of Feng Shui.

"The feng shui master who is still lying in the hospital? Is he short of medicine? If I hadn't been under my pressure, someone would have been looking for him in the hospital. " Mr. Zhang said indifferently.

"That's right!"

Just then, there was a brake noise outside the villa of old master Zhang