Super Great Fortune Teller

At this time, Guo Ziqi took out a yellow amulet from his body, handed it to Xia Yang and said, "Xia Yang, this is a Qi fixing Amulet of seven grades. With this amulet, you can settle the evil bones in the river."

Hearing Guo Ziqi's words, Xia Yang quickly took the amulet from Guo Ziqi's hand. Although the Yellow amulet was not excited, there was a faint halo on it.

Then Xia Yang nodded and put the talisman in his bag. After getting off the bus, Xia Yang saw a group of villagers in Zhangjia village welcoming him at the entrance of the village.

Xia's flattering face opens the door of the car.

Xia Yang gets off slowly.

Guo Ziqi and the elder sit in the car and close their eyes.

"You are Xia Yang, the president of the north school geomancy Association, aren't you?" Zhang Jiao said with a smile.

Xia Yang light swept Zhang Jiao one eye, insipid say: "it's me."

"President Xia Yang has been working hard all the way!"

Xia Yang shakes his head. Instead of looking at Zhang Jiao, he focuses on monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling. When he sees Wang Qian who is younger than himself, Xia Yang's handsome face shows a trace of disgust.

"What are those things?" Xia Yang asked, pointing to monk Wang Qian and Zhang Jiuling.

"They?" Zhang Jiao said with a sneer: "they say they are the president of the Southern Feng Shui association to solve the Feng Shui problem for the village."

"By the way, President Xia Yang, I'd like to introduce to you the head of our village, who is also the head of the clan, Zhang Shanshui and Zhang Taigong." Zhang Jiao said that and led Xia Yang to Zhang Taigong of Zhang Jia village.

"Mr. Zhang." The ceremony of Gongyang in summer.

Zhang laotaigong nodded. Then, the villagers in Zhang Jia village were very enthusiastic about Xia Yang, and Xia Yang with several northern feng shui masters.

"Little friends, why don't you go to the village and drink some tea first, moisten your throat, and then solve the Fengshui problem. We won't be in a hurry when you come." Old Duke Zhang's old voice came out.

Xia Yang also nodded happily.

Surrounded by the villagers of Zhangjia village, Xia Yang and others disappear in the sight of monk Wang Qian and Han Feilin and his son.

The same feng shui master, Wang Qian and other people's experience and Xia Yang they are simply very different.

Wang Qian touched his nose and looked back at Han Feilin, who also looked embarrassed.

"Master Wang, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't expect that things would be like this today." Han Feilin quite embarrassed said.

Hearing Han Feilin's words, Wang Qian didn't say anything more. Instead, he pointed to the stream and said, "Lao Han, didn't you find any abnormality in the stream when you saw Fengshui that day?"

Han Feilin heard Wang Qian's words, with a strange color on his face, said: "this stream, nothing unusual, very normal."

Wang Qian shook his head when he heard Han Feilin's words: "is it normal? Take a closer look! "

After hearing Wang Qian's words, Han Feilin took a few steps and came to the stream. He put a handful of water from the stream on his nose and smelled it. Only at this time did Han Feilin's face finally change.

"Well, how could that be?" Han Feilin looks at Wang Qian with a look of shock.

And Zhang Jiuling also looks at Han Feilin. He goes to Han Feilin. Han Feilin puts the stream on Zhang Jiuling's nose.

Zhang Jiuling sniffed the stream water in Han Feilin's hand, and his eyes were fixed: "it smells bloody."

Looking at the carcasses of the poultry on the Bank of the stream, Han Feilin and Han Ping were all dignified.

Before long, Wang Qian's eyes once again appeared the figure of the president of the northern Feng Shui Association.

"Master Wang, whose name is Xia Yang, is the president of the Fengshui Association of the north school. He has the support of taiyimen and many Fengshui associations of the north school behind him. It is said that he has a deep understanding of fengshui, and he has shown some means among the Fengshui masters of the North school." Han Feilin began to introduce Wang Qian.

And hear Han Feilin's words, Wang Qian nodded noncommittal.

Seeing Wang Qian's attitude, Han Feilin also shook his head helplessly. At this time, Xia Yang walked slowly to Wang Qian, followed by Zhang Jiao, Zhang Sheng and a group of villagers in Zhang Jia village.

As for Mr. Zhang, he didn't come because he was tired.

Wang Qian looked at the handsome, temperament extraordinary Xia Yang, just a glance, will look elsewhere.

Xia Yang said with a smile: "I can't imagine that the hand of the southern geomancy association is so long. It's good to stay in your southern Chu province. I have to extend my hand to Qingzhou. The terrain in the north is so different from that in the south. Don't you know?"

After Xia Yang finished, he looked at Han Feilin and Wang Qian.

The monk choked his neck and said, "who stipulated that Qingzhou is the territory of your northern faction? Why don't I know where the label of your northern faction is pasted? Little white face, if you dare to say one more word, the monk will beat you down. Believe it or notZhang Jiao and all the villagers in Zhang Jia village were filled with righteous indignation when they heard the monk's words. Zhang Jiao's face was full of cruel color: "bald head, please say it again. Believe it or not, we'll throw you into the river!"

Wang Qian patted the monk on the shoulder: "since he is the president of the Feng Shui Association, it seems that Feng Shui is also extremely important. I'd like to ask President Xia a question."

When Xia Yang heard that Wang Qian finally opened his mouth, his face was flat, but his mood was a little excited, and he said, "say it!"

Wang Qian looked at Xia Yang and said, "I want to ask President Xia, what's wrong with the Feng Shui bureau that master Han Feilin is looking at?"

"This one?" Xia Yang didn't expect that Wang Qian would ask this question. From his point of view, Han Feilin's Feng Shui bureau should have no problem. The Feng Shui level where the ancestral temple is located is also close to the mountain and near the water, so there is nothing wrong with it.

Xia Yang turned his eyes, then thought about it and said, "what's the problem. If you ask Master Han of your own family, you can see how the Fengshui masters of our north school can solve the problems that your south school can't solve! "

Xia Yang snorted, and the northern Feng Shui Masters in long coats behind Xia Yang were all arrogant. These northern feng shui masters all laughed.

"Yes! The president asked these Southern idiots to see how our northern faction solved the problem of geomantic omen and let them stab their buttocks and open their eyes! " When the feng shui master of the northern school said this, all the villagers of Zhang Jia village also burst into laughter.

Han Feilin's face was as red as a monkey's butt.

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