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Chapter 23 There has to be an explanation

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    As soon as the eight golden divine spells of Daomen came out, thunder rolled up in the clouds in the sky. When the talisman suddenly broke into two pieces and fell, eight thunders in a row "clicked" and hit the top of Baima Mountain in an instant, with great momentum.  The whole mountain shook.

    Using talismans to stir up thunder from the sky is a necessary skill for orthodox Taoist priests of the Taoist sect.

    It was already late at night, and half of the city was awakened by this bolt from the blue. In the Baima Temple at the northern foot of Baima Mountain, a few Taoist priests hurriedly came out dressed in clothes and looked up at the scenery to the south.  sky.

    The current master of the White Horse Temple, an old Taoist who had met Wang Changsheng twice, looked at the clouds after the thunder in astonishment.

    "Who is so generous that he can induce eight golden light spells in succession on Baima Mountain? Can he bear it?"

    At the same time, in Lingnan City, a twilight old man walked out of a private house in the old town on a cane, stroking his beard and looking in the direction of Baima Mountain. After a long time, he muttered: "That mountain has always been very peaceful.  But there is a branch buried underneath. Maybe there is something wrong with this dragon vein, and Lingnan may be uneasy."

    In Lingnan University, there is a row of two-story small buildings in the backyard. The people here are all old scholars. The oldest people have been living on this land around the early years of the Republic of China. When the thunder passed, one of the quaint small buildings was  In the building, there was someone standing in front of the window looking at Baima Mountain with a look of surprise on his face.

    Tonight in Lingnan, too many people cannot sleep.

    Let¡¯s talk about Baima Mountain. After the thunder, all the hundreds of ghosts at the bottom of the mountain were scattered. This is the law of survival among animals. Regardless of whether it is a hundred ghosts or ten thousand ghosts, the two things that are most afraid of are sun fire and sky thunder, let alone lightning.  Even the ordinary lonely ghosts in the air will be frightened and tremble, and they will not dare to make mistakes.

    After the thunder, Wang Changsheng walked to the entrance of the dragon's cave and suddenly squatted down and touched the ground with his palms. There is a secret method in Kunlun Temple that can detect dragon veins everywhere. After a while, Wang Changsheng stood up with a slightly relaxed expression and said: "  The problem with the branch veins is not serious. Although there is some damage, it is not completely destroyed. The original Feng Shui array is still there, so it will be restored slowly."

    Emperor Zhou said: "Does it have a self-regenerating function?"

    Wang Changsheng said: "Dragon veins are the foundation of a dynasty. Dragon veins can promote national luck. Of course, national luck can also nourish dragon veins. They are all complementary to each other, as long as there are no earth-shattering changes in this land."

    After Wang Changsheng finished speaking, the three of them turned their attention to the Feng Shui master who fell on the ground. Wang Changsheng walked over with a sullen face and kicked him with his toes. The man swallowed and spit and raised his head in fear.

    "After all these years, there are still people who are willing to be traitors? You have got shit in your head, and your accent is from the mainland. Who gave you the courage to follow the devils to harm this dragon vein in Baima Mountain? What are your plans?  How can I let myself go to the underworld after death and be yelled at by my eighteenth generation ancestors?"

    The Feng Shui master said with trembling lips: "I, I didn't want to. These people took away my family and forced me to come to Baima Mountain. I, if I don't follow their orders, my whole family will be destroyed."  They all have to die."

    Wang Changsheng frowned. He probably thought so too. Feng Shui masters are definitely not a money-hungry industry. Let's put it this way: As long as they are willing, major companies are clamoring for people like them. They can make money even if they do nothing for a year.  With the reward in hand, if you really try to see Feng Shui or something, you will get an extra sum.

    It may be a little worse in the north. In the Liangling area, or even places like Hong Kong Island, Tai O, and southern Fujian, a capable Feng Shui master is definitely a hot commodity, so shortcomings are unlikely.

    "Them? Then tell me what happened to them"

    "I'm not so sure either."

    Wang Changsheng's face suddenly stiffened, and he put a little force on his feet. The man suddenly felt cold sweat on his painful forehead.

    "Really, I really don't know. They suddenly found me more than half a month ago. My family had already been kidnapped at that time. I can only follow what they said and come to Baima Mountain to find the dragon vein."

    "No, but during the process, I heard the person just made a phone call. He was speaking in Chinese. He meant to ask what to do after Lingnan. Then I heard him talk about moving to Shanghai as the next stop."

    Lingnan, Shanghai, and Beijing, the three important cities on a line from south to north, are the lifeblood of the country.

    Emperor Zhou and Liang Pingping both frowned when they heard this. Wang Changsheng actually laughed and said, "Then I can only wish them good luck."

    In Kunlun Temple, including Wang Changsheng, a total of seven disciples are distributed in various places. He is walking under the temple to monitor the dragon veins everywhere, but heEven if a person has eight legs, he will definitely not be able to turn around.

    There are a total of twenty-four dragon veins on this land, starting from the Kunlun Mountains through the Nanling, Qinling, Lianghuai, and Five Mountains to the Changbai Mountain outside the temple, passing through various mountains and rivers, stretching for millions of square kilometers, and there are people in Kunlun Temple.  Sit on the main lines everywhere.

    Let's put it this way, Lingnan is a branch that was once abandoned and was later repaired. However, in Yuhang and the capital, there are Wang Changsheng's second and fourth senior brothers who are taking care of it. Yuhang is closer to Shanghai, only a few hours away.  It's a long drive. If these two places were to be compromised, the two senior brothers would definitely know about it immediately.

    Wang Changsheng said he wished them good luck because the two senior brothers were much easier to do than he was.

    "Gaba" Wang Changsheng raised his leg and broke a flag on the ground with one foot. The Feng Shui master felt heartbroken when he saw it, but he pursed his lips and did not dare to say a word.

    Emperor Zhou squinted his eyes and said, "Just burn these corpses. What about him?"

    The man immediately stood up, knelt on the ground and said, "I'm really being forced, please spare me, please spare me."

    "You know what's the most useless thing to do if you do something wrong? It's to regret and apologize. After all, there is no regret medicine in this world. If an apology is useful, calling the police is useless, so"

    The other party raised his head in horror. Wang Changsheng sighed and said, "You have to be punished, otherwise you will do it again next time?"

    The Feng Shui master suddenly laughed sadly, lowered his head and picked up the broken flag from the ground. After picking it up, he said, "It's because I don't have eyes anymore!"

    Wang Changsheng, Emperor Zhou and Liang Pingping turned around at the same time and walked down the mountain. Passing by the corpses on the ground, he raised his hand and popped out a few sunfires and landed on them. They burned instantly. Against the background of the fire, the man used two knots to  The broken flagpole was thrust into his eyes.

    Without eyes, it would be useless to have eyes. From now on, he would no longer be able to look for dragons, dig holes, or look at the mountains and rivers.

    If you do something wrong, you have to pay a price. If Wang Changsheng hadn't happened to be in Lingnan at this time, the subsequent price would have been far beyond what his blind eyes could make up for.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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