Feng Shui detective

In the spacious and tidy office, Lang Qing sat on a chair and read the interrogation transcript.

Regarding the "master" in the mouth of the group of tomb robbers, the police involved in the interrogation naturally would not let it go, and asked them carefully, asking them to describe the appearance of the "master".

"He is tall, more than 1.8 meters tall. He can't see his face in a hoodie. His voice sounds very young, not a local accent. His hands are very white, especially white."

The time span is as long as ten years, and no matter how deep the memory is, it will be wiped out by time. No matter how the police ask, they will not be able to find valuable clues.

"What do you think of that person's strength? How does it compare with yours?" Lang Qing doesn't know how to divide Ling Feng's strength, but there are always grades in this kind of thing.Ling Feng's strength should not be bad, and he should be counted in Tianming City, otherwise he wouldn't have anything to do with Chenghuang.

Ling Feng shook his head like a rattle.

Incomparable, incomparable, her ancestors were Taoist priests, Taoist priests are good at Fengshui, but they are best at catching ghosts.Her family is in the talisman area, and Ling Feng can only be regarded as a half-baked in Feng Shui.

The reason why I opened a Feng Shui office is also because of the ancestor's precept - no money will be collected from poor people.

Ling Fengqiong was scared, so naturally she refused to do her old job, she was the only one in her family now, if she was starved to death, the Ling family would die, and this craft would fall into her hands.

This can't be done, maybe there are ancestors of the Ling family who work in the underworld or the city god. You must know that she has also agreed with the state city god in Tianming City. After she dies, she will go to the underworld to ask for someone. How embarrassing the ancestors were.

"Teaching just a few words can make the apprentice dig out the ancient Buddha. I don't have that ability." Ling Feng spoke sourly, which made people feel uncomfortable no matter what.

Regardless of whether it was a blind cat meeting a dead mouse or something, the fact that they dug out the real Buddha was true, and no one could refute it.

Why did a feng shui master with a foreign accent run to a remote town?You must know that the road ten years ago was definitely not the same concrete road as it is now. If the town is at the foot of the mountain, it may not be easy for cars to drive.

Wait a minute, there are many mountains in Hunan. Could it be that that person is going to go into the mountains or come out of the mountains to meet them?

Lang Qing opened her laptop, and used the extranet to log in to the website to search for the addresses of the hometowns of the tomb robbers.While searching the website, she asked Ling Feng, who was sitting on a chair looking a little sullen, and said, "You Fengshui masters don't have any contact with each other? Can you ask your colleagues about this person?"

Although I don't know his specific appearance, but this kind of person will not be an unknown person.Ling Feng's status in the Feng Shui industry is roughly equivalent to that of the director of the police station in Tianming City's urban area. That person is not only high but not low, he should be the director of the city bureau or above.

Lang Qing didn't quite understand the degree of awareness between Feng Shui masters and Feng Shui masters, but she used a familiar method to calculate the status of the two.

She still remembered the people who were there on the day of the groundbreaking. Since Ling Feng could let them make a move together, it showed that there was a connection between these people this time.

Lang Qing didn't know how far she had to go to be considered a real "immortal", but it was impossible for her not to associate this person who suddenly appeared in her sight with the Leng Han case whose clues were broken.

Leng Han's case has broken the clues, and those people have done so many bad things out of nature and have not been brought to justice.Every time she thinks of the dead and the criminals who are at large, Lang Qing gets angry.

No matter what you released that thing for, you're killing innocent residents with homes, lovers, young children and elderly parents.

They don't deserve to die.

The world is so big, where can she find it?Ling Feng gave Lang Qing a supercilious look without hesitation.It's easy to say, aren't you a policeman, check it yourself.

"I suspect that the police who investigated the case four years ago were all related to the feng shui master who moved the land. This shows from the side that the feng shui master, like you, is active in society, and his social status should be higher than yours."Lang Qing twisted her head and turned her head in an awkward posture, she glanced at the obviously unconvinced Ling Feng and continued, "Don't be unconvinced, you don't have the ability to transfer so many policemen, and you don't have the strength to extend your hand abroad. "

Ling Feng fell silent, and curled up into a ball again, sulking, not knowing why.

Angry at her being inferior to others?But she is not a full-time feng shui master, and she was lazy when she was practicing and studying, so she couldn't compare, so why should she be angry.

Ling Feng sat on the chair and took off his shoes, hugged his legs with his hands and circled himself, with his chin resting on his knees in a daze, as if he didn't care about others.

On the table in front of her was a beautiful glass with swirling emerald green tea leaves.

"Let's go back to the scene again? I just checked the group, and they said that the curator of the city museum and the abbot of Hanshan Temple passed because of the beads and relics."

What Lang Qing also couldn't figure out was why the ancient people believed in the destiny so much.

Can home feng shui and cemetery feng shui really change the luck of a family or even a clan?The ancient emperors were not buried unless they had dragon veins, and they had to use the dragon energy of their ancestors to nourish the fortune of a country.

But dynasties changed, and the longest empire was only a few hundred years old.Just like being rich for only three generations, no matter how prosperous the empire is, it will also encounter incompetent and weak emperors or powerful opponents, and become kings and losers from then on.

The ancestors buried in the dragon's veins, when they spent a lot of manpower, material and financial resources to build the imperial mausoleum, did they ever predict the future?

Standing on the rural land again, Lang Qing took a look at the land that was no different from ordinary rural areas and asked Ling Feng, "If you come here, can you see that there is an ancient Buddha buried here?"

Villages surrounded by mountains and rivers seem to be very suitable for the elderly, but there is also a common problem - most of the people staying in the village are the old and the young, and the adults have all gone to work in the city, leaving behind the lonely old people.This kind of village is also the favorite place for all kinds of thieves to patronize. Some habitual thieves were discovered by their masters when they were stealing, and they dared to rob them at night.

Looking at this land now, there is nothing special about it. The trend of the river has changed the topography of the mountains and forests. The place that looks ordinary now may have been a geomantic treasure land hundreds or thousands of years ago.

It was a coincidence that Lang Qing and the others went and met the abbot who was about to go back. The master who came with him was a kind-hearted master. The master looked at Ling Feng with a smile and said: "Little friend, the peaches in the temple are ripe, you can eat them." have eaten."

Ling Feng decisively hid behind Lang Qing.

A few years ago, she sneaked into Hanshan Temple and was caught by this floor sweeping monk. She used the excuse of stealing peaches, so she didn't go. If she went, Ling Feng beat Xiaobai.

Lang Qing brought Ling Feng to the robber's hole, the hole was not well dug, not as round as the holes dug by professional tomb robbers in novels.The hole is not high, just enough for people to bend over to walk, otherwise they would not be taken over by the villagers.

An expert looking at the doorway and an outsider watching the fun, Lang Qingzai looked at Ling Feng carefully, and asked her jokingly: "You said you should follow their example and find a few people. You are responsible for seeing where there are tombs and directing them to rob them." , you can make a lot of money without even moving your hands, and it’s great to do it once and eat it for a lifetime.”

Lang Qing clearly remembered that ever since she met Ling Feng for the first time, she acted like I was very poor, opened the cabinet and pointed to the empty jewelry box and said to her, "Look, it's all empty. , was stolen!"

Lang Qing feeds Ling Feng every day, and the cost of one person has doubled. In addition, Ling Feng is constantly clamoring for extra meals and snacks, which almost bankrupts Lang Qing.She already had a mortgage that she hadn't paid off, but now that she has Ling Feng, a spendthrift ancestor, her living standard has dropped from being well-to-do to food and clothing.

She just said that casually, who knew that Ling Feng jumped up as if his tail had been stepped on, and almost didn't fight her.

"Digging people's ancestral graves is immoral, and they will be punished by God! My Ling family is the eighth generation, even if I am about to starve to death, I have never thought of this idea! Look at how many grave robbers there are! In the end, how many lives are there? Evil ghosts are possessed by evil spirits, and even the heavenly king and I can't save you! This thing is untouchable, if you touch it for the first time, you will touch it for the second time! Once you do it, you will be gold It is impossible to wash your hands in the basin, people are greedy, even if you quit washing your hands, someone will come to your door and force you to do it!" If Ling Feng hadn't seen her eating her during this time, he would have been with this big black face Do it, even if you can't beat it, you have to try.

Lang Qing rarely said a word, she found that she teased Ling Feng for more than half a year, calling her a little liar every day, she could still snatch meat from her bowl with a playful smile, maybe this time she really hit the bottom line, Lang Qing said I didn't say anything, and I started to regret it in my heart.

"My Ling family didn't care about Feng Shui before, but the world has changed later. Some big ghosts are either enshrined or subdued. Every time I beat a ghost, I am afraid that I will hit the big ghost raised by the family and be found by the master. Later We switched to Feng Shui, which is easier than catching ghosts, and the income is also high.” Living in the mountains, I didn’t realize how big the differences between households were, but it was only after I came out of the mountains that I realized that her eyes were only on the villages at the foot of the mountain, and it was not long-term at all. .

This world made her realize that it is absolutely impossible without money, and this is the reality.

Lang Qing was half a step behind Ling Feng, and walked with her on the dirt path in the countryside. The wheat growing on the side of the road was lush, and the plump ears of wheat bowed their heads on the ground.

"Tell me, is the person that the Feng Shui master checked with us the same person? If not, who is better between the two of them?"

One person can steal an ancient Buddha by picking up a few apprentices at random, and the other person kills people invisible, setting up a big pit for them to jump into. His hands are still very long, and he may involve high-level officials.

"Actually, what worried me the most about the case we investigated was not the feng shui master, but the person who could refine ghost Gu. You have heard of Gu, but the Gu he refined has a deadly air. The Xiao family's Feng Shui is passive. It’s true, but what’s even worse is that there are ghosts in his body, fortunately he was exposed to the sun, otherwise he would have disappeared on the spot.”

Ling Feng stopped and looked back at her. Under the sun, Daxian's childlike brows and eyes were stained with determination.

"Whether they are the same person or not, I will help you. If you want to check that person, I will go with you"

After thinking about it for a long time, Ling Feng realized that she was sullen in the office because Lang Qing was busy with work, and she even ignored her when she snatched her most precious tea.