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Chapter 790 Are You Mr. Luo?

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    The red main disaster, I directly destroyed this disaster!

    But their expressions changed in an instant

    Red is joy, but this crimson has no luster, so it becomes unknown.

    There is another saying to describe the red face, red like cockscomb or peach red and shiny, live, red like dead blood, die!

    As soon as the omen of injury was broken, the omen of death came immediately, and my heart suddenly became gloomy.

    This also tells me one thing, that old yellow man may be hiding in the Taoist temple

    Otherwise, if the Taoist lost the tinder, how could it find out immediately?  And is there a countermeasure?

    "Mr. Luo Is there something on our face? You've been looking at us"

    Mao Shouyi asked unnaturally.

    I squinted my eyes, and moved my gaze to those yellow-skinned children in the iron cage.

    "Arrange people to keep an eye on these yellow skins, and make sure there are no mistakes. Then prepare the whetstone, and then you lead the way. We will go around the Taoist temple twice. I will take a look at the Fengshui here."

    I didn't say much about other details, just my own arrangement.

    I have to give it a try, if the old yellow leather is hidden in the Taoist temple, if it is close, the big goose will definitely be able to pull it out.

    If you can't find it, it probably ran away first, so you can only force it out at night.

    Mao Shouyi nodded immediately and did as I said.

    I subconsciously took out my phone and looked at my face with the front camera, but my lips were not as red as blood.

    This is actually normal, the disaster of the fire can cover me, because the entire Changqing Taoist Temple is on fire, and the covered area is too large, and it will not be so easy for me to come out if I am inside.

    But if you really want to kill me, how can it be so easy?

    A mere yellow skin can't kill me. If I want to change my appearance, it needs to have enough skills. Now it seems that it doesn't have it, and it can't cause any big troubles.

    It's just that the yellow skin is too insidious, I must get rid of it, and there will be no future troubles!

    A few minutes later, Mao Shouyi arranged the manpower, not only the Taoist priest beside us, but he also recruited four Taoist priests as helpers.

    I am a little relieved, there are so many people, it is unlikely that the yellow leather eyes will be charming in broad daylight.

    Immediately afterwards, Mao Shouyi took me to other places in the Taoist temple, basically starting from the side courtyard, going to the back hall, and even went to the Buddhist scripture pavilion where the fire was found

    During this period, I have been paying attention to searching carefully, and at the same time paying attention to the reaction of the big goose in the back basket.

    ?With its spirituality, it must know what I want to do, and once I notice it, I must react.

    However, after searching for this section, they found nothing, and the big goose didn't move at all.

    I didn't just go through it and finish the job. I also looked carefully at the Fengshui house of Changqing Taoist Temple. I found that the Fengshui of Changqing Taoist Temple is also good, and it is relatively upright.

    In fact, the best Taoist Fengshui is not Zhongzheng, nor Feng Zhirong's Fengshui bureau that recruits disciples widely.

    Changqing Taoist Temple should belong to a kind of altar and ancient temple!

    Logically speaking, places like Yuan's Yin and Yang House, which are sacred altars and ancient temples, are the best locations for Taoist temples

    If it is really necessary to rebuild the Changqing Taoist Temple, it is best to relocate it.

    From the back hall to the front hall, the big goose didn't move at all.

    I finished reading Feng Shui, and finally went to the main hall in the front yard.

    At this time, it was about noon.

    Mao Shouyi led me to sit in front of the Grand Master's chair in the main hall. He didn't know my whole purpose. In fact, he still looked at Huang Pizi and thought I was looking at Feng Shui. At this moment, he hesitated to speak, and there was desire in his eyes.

    Obviously, what he longed for was to change Feng Shui, but he was not so afraid of Huang Pizi.

    "Mr. Luo, what problem do you see? This feng shui should be improved, right?" Mao Shouyi asked.

    I thought for a while, and replied: "It is better to rebuild than to change. The Fengshui of the original site is actually fine, but if you really have to figure it out, it is actually not suitable for Taoist temples. Taoist temples belong to ancient temples. If you have no objections, I can choose a place like this."  Fengshui land, the Feng family will directly build another Changqing Taoist temple, and you will move in."

    I said these words very solemnly and clearly.

    Mao Shouyi was obviously stunned for a moment, and said unnaturally: "Relocate directly? Can't it be at the original location?"

    "The ancient temple of the altar is the feng shui level of the ancient temple of the altar. Ordinary feng shui places can't change that kind of feng shui." I explained.

      But then I said another sentence: "This matter is not mandatory. If you are not willing to move, I can change the courtyard of Changqing Taoist Temple on the original site to form a better Fengshui house, which will also be very good."

    "When these yellow skins are finished, we will seriously consider Mr. Luo's proposal, and I am very grateful." Mao Shouyi slightly clasped his fists and said thank you to me.

    Two Taoist priests carrying a square table came in outside the main hall, followed by two people with food boxes in their hands,

    After the square table was put down, another Taoist quickly put down the food box, opened it, and took out several stacks of delicate dishes and meals.

    "Mr. Luo, please eat first, there are not very good conditions in the Taoist temple" Mao Shouyi respectfully invited me to eat.

    I was really hungry, and the aroma entered my nostrils, and there was a reaction in my stomach.

    After I was seated, I called Mao Shouyi to bring Feng Bao in.

    After Feng Bao arrived at the main hall, his body was a little dirty, but he had a happy expression and told me that he had taken care of the wheels.

    I asked Feng Bao to sit down and eat quickly, and also take a break, because I have something to arrange for him to do.

    Feng Bao didn't feel restrained, he just sat down, picked up the bowl and chopsticks and began to paw.

    As soon as Mao Shou wanted to turn around and go out, I also called him down, told him not to be so polite, and had something to eat together, and I wanted him to discuss matters in the evening.

    Mao Shouyi didn't leave until now, but when he was eating, he took small bites of chopsticks, which was obviously not as familiar as Feng Bao and I.

    After a meal, I told Feng Bao to sharpen the knife and kill Huang Pizi at night.

    Feng Bao's eyes lit up at that time, he rubbed his hands together, and said a good word emphatically.

    Just at this moment, another person hurried in at the entrance of the main hall.

    This is a boy about fifteen or sixteen years old. He is wearing a slightly oversized Taoist robe and has a mahogany sword in his waist.

    Between eyebrows, I saw the similarities between him and Mao Yuanyang!

    Immediately I realized that this was what Mao Shouyi had just said, the Taoist boy who was almost hanged in front of Huang Pizi, that is, Mao Yuanyang's son.

    Soon, the boy came to the table.

    His face was tense, and his lips were also tightly pursed.

    Mao Shou's face changed slightly, and he immediately stood up, obviously trying to hold him back.

    However, his movements were faster, and he knelt down heavily in front of the table, bang bang bang a few times, and he actually kowtowed to me?

    When he looked up again, his forehead was clearly blood red.

    ?And looked at me with a particularly firm expression, and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "You are Mr. Luo, I want to be a teacher." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel.com
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