Super Great Fortune Teller

After seeing Wang Qian, the black figure came to Wang Qian again. This kind of black water ghost seemed to have a special preference for Wang Qian. Smelling the living breath of Wang Qian, the black water ghost immediately bit Wang Qian.

Wang Qian gently patted Zhong Kui's sword, which burst out a terrible evil spirit.

Hum! It's a big noise.

Where the evil spirit passed, the Black Ghost turned into water stains again, just like a balloon that had been punctured.

"It's no way to go on like this. I've been here all night, and I can't do anything." Wang Qian thought of this, and then did not hesitate.

He closed his eyes before going to a small tree by the stream.

Then finger in the small tree, carved a talisman, liupin Zhengui talisman!

Bang! With the last instruction of Wang Qian, he poured in his own soul power, and a six grade talisman appeared on the tree.

After that, Wang Qian left the stream. Look around the village.

Sure enough, after controlling the shadow, there was no abnormality in the village for the next hour. I think of the old people who died one after another in the village.

Wang Qian's heart is already worried. It must be the dark shadow that causes the trouble. The elderly people sleep very lightly. Once they push the door out, they see these water ghosts standing more than two meters high in the yard. They don't have to be scared to have a heart attack before they have a ghost. This has nothing to do with the geomantic omen Han Feilin sees.

Thinking of this, Wang Qian couldn't help feeling aggrieved for old Han.

And the dead livestock should be the ghosts of these shadows.

After pondering over these, Wang Qian did not stay in the village, but returned to his room.

The feeling of powerlessness on the body has subsided a lot, and Wang Qian has been able to simply lift his arm.

"Brother Qian, brother Qian! Can you get up? " The monk saw Wang Qian sit up from the bed, with a look of surprise: "brother Qian, if you say this person is poisoned, will we be in hell now?"

When the monk woke up, he began to talk.

At this time, Chen Jiuling was snoring there.

Wang Qian got up and sat down slowly with his knees crossed. He was running the pure Yang Wuji in his body. When the pure Yang Wuji was running down, the feeling of powerlessness had completely subsided.

Then Wang Qian went to the monk and passed the Yang Qi in his body to the monk. After receiving the Yang Qi, the monk immediately began to operate the Yin Yang Wuji skill that Wang Qian taught him.

Looking at the red awn on the monk's body, Wang Qian is itching.

It was Wang Qian who taught the monk the genuine Yin Yang Wuji skill. Although the practice of the genuine Yin Yang Wuji skill was slow, there would never be Wang Qian's strange red skin like cooked prawns.

At the moment when his skin turned red, a congenital Yin Qi rose from the monk, and his skin turned from red to white and returned to normal.

When the first ray of dawn in the sky sprinkles in the middle of Zhangjia village, a few cockcrows pierce the silence of the morning.

Monk Wang Qian opened his eyes at the same time. After a night of practice, their physical strength has been completely restored.

What makes Wang Qian and the monk feel unbalanced most is Zhang Jiuling. After a night's sleep, he even stretched himself. Then he slowly sat up from the bed, shook his head and jumped out of the bed.

"Ah, it's strange that I was still weak last night. Why did I get up this morning and the feeling of weakness disappear completely?" Even Chen Jiuling is some incredible said.

Bang bang!

There was a knock and the back door was opened from the outside.

I saw a young villager in his 30s standing outside the house of Wang Qian and others. It was Zhang Jiao.

Zhang Jiao looked at monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling with disdain and sneered: "get up, masters, and say that we will help zhangjiacun solve the geomantic omen problem today. Don't forget

Bang! It's a big noise.

After Zhang Jiao finished this sentence, he threw the door down.

Wang Qian shook his head and dialed Han Feilin's phone. Han Feilin's tired voice came out: "Master Wang..."

"Lao Han, go to zhangjiacun immediately. Today, let's solve the Fengshui problem of zhangjiacun."

Hearing Wang Qian say so, Han Feilin was obviously stunned at the end of the phone, but then he said excitedly, "OK, I'll be there in a minute."

After monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling went out, they came across an eight year old girl. The little girl also looked at Wang Qian and the monk with a Stinky Face: "hum, my grandfather asked you to eat at home."

Wang Qian touched his nose.

In the face of this eight or nine year old girl, he could neither speak ill nor show any ferocious expression, so he followed the little girl to a three story villa in Zhangjia village with a bitter smile.

At this time, there are already a few small dishes on the table.

Mr. Zhang sat on the table, looking at the arrival of Wang Qian and others. Mr. Zhang pointed to his seat for a moment, and said in a flat voice, "sit down."Monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling looked at each other. Then they sat on the table and looked at Old Duke Zhang.

Mr. Zhang picked up the porridge on the table and ate it on his own. In front of Wang Qian and others, there were porridge, steamed buns and some light dishes.

Monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling are no longer polite.

After a meal, grandfather Zhang spoke slowly: "young man. If you can't solve the Fengshui problem in zhangjiacun today, I'm afraid you will really be in trouble. "

The monk wanted to get angry when he heard the words of old Duke Zhang, and was patted on the thigh by Wang Qian.

The monk sat down slowly.

"Last night, more than 10 livestock died for no reason." Zhang Laotai Gong light way.

"What?"

Wang Qian's eyes burst out with a golden light when he heard the old master Zhang say so.

Last night, he was going to solve the problem of the water ghost who climbed ashore. How could livestock still die?

When monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling came to the Bank of the stream, they were surprised to find a water mark. The water mark went all the way to a nearby tree.

When Wang Qian came to the tree, his eyes suddenly contracted.

Wang Qian's eyes changed when he saw that the bark of the tree which was engraved with liupin talisman was gnawed off.

Wang Qian was not surprised.

You know, it's a talisman of liupin. It gnaws the bark off. The people of Zhangjia village follow Wang Qian to the stream. When they see the tree whose bark has been gnawed off, the villagers of Zhangjia village are also monks of zhanger.

However, there was a trace of thinking in his eyes.

"Ha ha, see. Boy, are you scared? " At this time, Zhang Jiao came over, followed by six villagers of Zhang Jia village, who were carrying cocks, white geese and some poultry.

These poultry are all drooping head, body without any wounds, but has lost life.