City: Counterattack from the villain

Chapter 347: For the dead ghost?

Hearing the dialect, Xing Chuan couldn't help asking with some doubts:
"Why? Didn't I just say that future generations can live a long life?"

Dialect shrugged his shoulders and said:
"When arranging the Fengshui bureau, if the luck reaches a certain level, it is necessary to stop properly, because the method used by the Fengshui bureau to restrain the luck is always to compete with heaven and earth. Why do we choose dragon veins? Choose a place with good terrain? Because we want Use these auras! Add them to us, this is called luck!"

Xing Chuan nodded thoughtfully. Dialect is worthy of being a master's disciple. This is the first time he has heard such a detailed explanation!

The dialect continued to say in a deep voice:

"However, surveying Fengshui is only one of the means. We call it Kanyu. In places where these mountains and rivers and dragon veins converge, people's luck will increase. This is for use, not for their own use! But the person I saw back then, His method is to plunder! Forcibly collecting the spiritual energy of the surrounding mountains and rivers, such behavior will be punished by heaven!"

Scourge?
Xing Chuan thought for a while, and it is indeed the case. This method sounds very scary. It can have aura between the left and right weather, although there may be exaggerated elements in it, but Fengshui is mysterious and mysterious. Who can say it accurately? ?

Fang Yan sighed softly and continued:
"The consequences of this feng shui bureau are also very serious. Although you can sit back and relax within five generations, after five generations, you will basically end up with no incense!"

Xing Chuan was stunned for a moment, and said in disbelief:
"The incense is cut off? Is that what I think?"

Dialect nodded, and said in a deep voice:
"That's right, that's it, all Feng Shui will change, and the family will be destroyed! Before this Feng Shui master arranged this situation, he actually knew it, but he still insisted on doing it. Everyone has his own ambitions, my master There is no other way, just let him go!"

Xing Chuan couldn't help but click his tongue. It seems that the behavior of this Feng Shui master is simply tantamount to fishing out of the pond!
Originally, Xing Chuan was still a little moved by this Fengshui bureau, but after learning about the fate of this Fengshui master, he immediately put away his thoughts.

Seeing Xing Chuan's face, Fang Yan couldn't help but smile and said:

"Brother Xing, don't worry, I won't arrange this kind of feng shui bureau. My master has already made some changes to this kind of feng shui bureau. Now this bureau doesn't need to absorb the aura from the table, but just borrow it! The disadvantage is that it lasts The time is very short, and it needs to be re-arranged every three years!"

Xing Chuan breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and said to Yan with a smile:

"Brother Fang, since you said that, I have to ask you one thing!"

How can the dialect not understand the meaning of Xing Chuan?This is to ask him to help the Xing family arrange such a feng shui bureau!

Dialect suddenly smiled and said:

"I will solve the problem of Fengshui Bureau, but I need to use some manpower and material resources. We have to climb the highest peak of Tan Yingshan, from where I can find a suitable entry point, and then we can go to the next step. Maybe we have to use this The stone wall is torn apart!"

Xing Chuan nodded, and said with a serious face:

"No problem! Just a word from Brother Fang! Everyone in the Xing family is ready to wait for orders!"

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door, Xing Chuan frowned, stood up and looked outside, and found that it was his assistant.

"whats the matter?"

The assistant said in a deep voice:

"Patriarch, something went wrong. The murderer who shot at Miracle Doctor Fang committed suicide!"

When Dialect heard this, he immediately narrowed his eyes!
Suicide?
This thing is getting weirder and weirder!

Why is this man committing suicide?It stands to reason that the crime does not deserve death, right?Is there any other hidden secrets in it?

Xing Chuan's complexion was not very good-looking. After cursing inwardly, he turned his head and said in dialect:

"Brother Fang, leave this matter to me, but you also know that the person is gone after all, and what we can find is very limited! So you have to be mentally prepared!"

Dialect nodded solemnly, and said in a deep voice:

"It's okay, then this matter will trouble you!"

Xing Chuan understood, stood up and left the room.

……

Shangri-La Hotel, Penthouse Suite.

Lin Moyuan looked at the news in front of him with no expression on his face, but kept rubbing the phone in his hand with his fingers.

At this time, a crisp notification tone came from the phone, Lin Moyuan opened it and took a look, then smiled.

The message was sent by Lu Xiyao, and there were only two letters on it, but in the code that Lin Moyuan and Lu Xiyao were better off, these two letters represented the success of the plan.

And Lin Moyuan's note on Lu Xiyao's phone was the No. [-] Bank of Gangdong City!

That's why Xing Chuan failed to find any suspicious information from Lu Xiyao's mobile phone.

In fact, Lu Xiyao was very lucky. The entire Xing family regarded this girl as an ordinary female college student who just got lucky.

No one knew that Lu Xiyao was still a spy!

What happened next, Lin Moyuan didn't act too hastily, he just let Lu Xiyao continue to stay at the Xing's house, but he left the hotel and rushed to the Wang's house.

Before, Lu Xiyao told Lin Moyuan that Dialect was exploring Tan Yingshan's feng shui. Lin Moyuan was very curious about Dialect's behavior. It seems that Tan Yingshan's stone wall is not a good place, right?
Why are both Xing Chuan and Fang Yan staring at this stone wall?
Lin Moyuan is not a local, so naturally he doesn't know as much as the locals, so naturally, Lin Moyuan set his mind on Wang Yu.

When Lin Moyuan found Wang Yu, Wang Yu had just finished a family meeting and announced that the Wang family would get three seats at the business summit, and the whole Wang family was overjoyed.

"I said, why is there no movement from the Xing family? Don't they plan to participate in such an important business summit?"

Hearing Lin Moyuan's question, Wang Yu said helplessly:

"What is your quota? You are not the only ones who have too many quotas. On the other hand, if you look at other companies, all the quotas add up to [-] if not [-]. The Xing family also has their own connections. It shouldn't be difficult to find a few spots!"

Only then did Lin Moyuan suddenly realize, and then he also felt a little awkward. After all, he didn't care much about this business summit. As the organizer, he didn't know as much as Wang Yu now!
"How's Mohe?"

Hearing Lin Moyuan's words, Wang Yan said with a smile:

"Are you worried about Young Madam? Don't worry, Young Master Lin, Young Madam's life is much better than yours now! My royal family will almost be enshrined as the emperor!"

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