The Godlike Son-in-Law

"As a Feng Shui master, I don't even have the minimum equipment, unless it is a master level!" Ye Tian said bluntly: "Otherwise, what should I use to see Feng Shui?"

"Hmph! Little guy, you may not be asking too much, right?" The white-haired old man was dissatisfied: "Since you don't believe me, why should I waste my time here!"

After the white-haired old man finished speaking, he walked straight outside, feeling even more unhappy.

"Master, master, please don't misunderstand!" Wang Xiaodong chased after him: "Isn't it just 100,000 yuan! As long as it can make the yard peaceful, 100,000 yuan is nothing!"

"Xiaodong?" Secretary Hu frowned, he didn't believe the white-haired old man.

"Okay, you don't need to say any more!" Wang Xiaodong waved his hand: "Money can be earned again, but I can't bear to see you getting thinner and thinner."

"Since you are willing to pay the money, I naturally can't push the deal!" The white-haired old man nodded, then took out the guy from his purse, set up a formation around the courtyard, and prepared to start doing it. Tian stood aside with Erlang's legs crossed, but his expression was very plain.

Although the white-haired old man is pretending to be mysterious, his actions are not in the world. I am afraid that he has a superficial understanding of Feng Shui, and he can't even find out the evil spirits in the courtyard, let alone eliminate the evil spirits.

Seeing the white-haired old man set up a formation, Wang Xiaodong also looked solemn. In his eyes, the white-haired old man knew a lot and had great attainments in Feng Shui, so he naturally didn't dare to offend him.

"Mr. Ye, what do you think of this matter?" Secretary Hu said, "I always feel that this old man is unreliable!"

"You feel right!" Ye Tian nodded: "I'm afraid this old man is a charlatan who only knows superficial techniques of Feng Shui, so he is not worth 100,000 yuan at all!"

"Why can't I understand this?" Wang Xiaodong frowned: "This is the master I invited, and he has a very high attainment in Feng Shui. If he only knows the art of fur, then I'm afraid the little brother can't even know the art of fur." Don't you understand?"

"Xiaodong, don't talk nonsense!" Secretary Hu gave him a blank look: "Mr. Ye is a distinguished guest!"

"Guest?" Wang Xiaodong chuckled lightly, "Why haven't I seen him before? What's your relationship with him?"

"Don't get me wrong, the purpose of coming here today is to get rid of ghosts and evil spirits, and there is no other meaning." Ye Tian chuckled: "Since I said that he only understands superficiality, naturally there will be no problems!"

While they were talking, the sky was already dark, and the white-haired old man was not good at formation, and kept doing things on the sidelines. Wang Xiaodong was quite dissatisfied with Ye Tian. In his opinion, the white-haired old man had profound morals, and his Fengshui skills were even more powerful But Ye Tian didn't believe it, and instead showed disrespect to the white-haired old man.

"The breath is getting heavier and heavier. If you guess correctly, there will be a good show in a few minutes!" Ye Tian clasped his hands on his chest.

"Mr. Ye, do you know something?" Secretary Hu frowned: "Why do you feel something is wrong?"

"I don't know anything!" Ye Tian chuckled: "You will know when the time comes!"

Just as Ye Tian finished speaking, the sound of ghosts crying and howling wolves resounded in the courtyard. The door of the courtyard was closed automatically without wind. Master Yang held a mahogany sword in his hand, but his face turned pale instantly: "Where is the evildoer!"

The howling of ghosts and wolves became louder and louder, but Master Yang was trembling, and the mahogany sword slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.