Mao Gonglue and the old Taoist priest came to Lai Bu's Gua stall, looked at him for a moment and then asked: "This old gentleman is very cool, is he not a local?" Lai Bu looked up and replied: " Old man Lai Bu, known as 'Little Buyi', is the descendant of Lai Buyi, the master of Feng Shui in the Northern Song Dynasty. He has made his home all over the world. I am new to this place. I wonder what you two have learned?" Mao Gong smiled slightly: "Lai Buyi's descendants? People? There are many exaggerated words in the world, but they don¡¯t necessarily have real talent and learning.¡± Lai Bu snorted and said, ¡°My ancestor was once a national counselor in the Huizong Dynasty of the Northern Song Dynasty. Later, he was framed by the traitor Qin Hui and lived among the people. Most of the people in the future make a career out of being a minister. You will know if there are any exaggerations or false claims. They only charge one tael of silver. " "Oh, that's not a bad tone," Mao Gonglue asked him in a voice. What are you best at?" Lai Bu replied arrogantly: "The plum blossoms are easy to count, and the appearance of the blue bird is all good." "Well, just show me the following appearance." Mao Gong smiled slightly. . "Shu people have the same eyes, Fujian people have the same bones, Song people have the same mouth, Gan people have the same color, and Hu people have the same nose. My accent sounds like a Dian person, and I have the same appearance as the Shu people. I think your eyebrows are good, and your tail touches the sky." Cang is smart and resourceful, but his red and white eyes are too revealing, and his hairline is uneven, so he may be in danger of being punished," Lai Bu said slowly. "Don't listen to his nonsense." The old Taoist priest got angry at the side. Mao Gong didn't say anything for a while, and then said: "Let's take a look at your plum blossom divination." "I've seen your face, so I'll hand over a tael of silver first." Lai Bu stretched out his hand. Mao Gonglue silently took out a couple of pieces of silver and threw it on the stall. Lai Bu quickly picked it up and put it in his arms. "Sir, what are you asking about? Parents and children, future, or illness, disaster, lawsuits and prison?" "Since we are descendants of Lai Buyi, can't you see this?" Mao Gong slightly remained calm. Laibu counted with his fingers. He muttered: "Sir, you just said two sentences. The seven characters in the first sentence are Gen, and the eight characters in the second sentence are Kun. The top Gen and the bottom Kun are the hexagrams of 'shandipi'. You are two people here. Asking for divination, the two lines are moving, and the hexagram says: "Peel the bed to argue, it is evil." The yin position of the yin line does not correspond to the five yin, so it is unlucky." "What does it mean?" "The identification mark on the bed has fallen off. There will be risks if you persist. I already know what you are asking, it must be a disaster." After hearing this, Mao Gonglue was silent for a while and said calmly: "Now that we have calculated it, can we know the time when the disaster will happen?" "Hexagram 15, If you two stand and ask, the number will be reduced by half, and you will be imprisoned in seven or eight days." Mao Gonglue took out a large silver ingot weighing about five taels. He asked: "Is there a solution?" Lai Bu pretended to count with his fingers, but stopped when he was about to say: "There is no solution. Unless" "Unless what?" Mao Gonglue asked anxiously. "Only by visiting the Yin and Yang House again can we find out the solution." The old Taoist priest next to him became anxious and said: "Mr. Mao, he is leading you step by step to defraud you of money. There are many such poor people in the world. "Curse Taoist, please be patient, I know it well." After Mao Gonglue said that, he threw down the big silver, turned around and walked into the gate of Zhao Mansion with the old Taoist priest. Mo Can saw clearly through the window, and quickly changed his appearance with his thoughts, turning into an elderly man of seventy or eighty years old. Then he went downstairs and staggered to the Laidivination stall, and whispered: "This person is It's Mao Gonglue." Lai Bu was stunned for a moment, then he recognized Mo Can and quietly recounted the situation just now. "Okay, it seems that Mr. Mao has taken the bait. If I come to see you at the Zhao Mansion's house, try to bring me with you." Mo Can hurriedly warned. "Well, just pretend to be an old man." Lai Bu nodded. Mo Can returned to the inn room, put on Lai Bu's gray cloth robe, and continued to watch from the window. Not long after, Mao Gonglue walked out of Zhao Mansion and came to Lai Bu. He looked around and said hastily: "Mr. Lai, would you please come to Zhao Mansion to take a look at the feng shui of the house?" "Feng shui is what I am best at. But the meeting will take a long time, it¡¯s getting late, and Lai¡¯s father is still waiting in the inn to have dinner together.¡± Lai Bu pretended to be very embarrassed. "Your father?" Mao Gong slightly showed doubts in his eyes. "Yeah, I'm almost eighty this year, and I live in the Fulai Inn behind me." "Okay then, you two can have dinner together at the Zhao Mansion." Mao Gong slightly frowned. "Sir, please wait a moment, I will be down soon." Lai Bu put away the divination stall and turned back to the inn. "I am with you?Go up. " Mao Gonglue followed Lai Bu and went upstairs into the room. Sure enough, he saw an old man with gray hair and beard lying on the bed. "Dad, someone invited us to dinner. "Lai Bu squeezed his eyes. "Ah," Mo Can pretended to be old, "Is there anything delicious? " Mr. Mao smiled slightly and said: "Yes, old man, get up and leave quickly. " Mo Can shakily got out of bed, Lai Bu helped him downstairs and walked directly to the opposite side of the street. Mao Gonglue led them up the stone steps, nodded to the two knife-wielding guards inside the door, and then Entering the Zhao Mansion, the courtyard of the Zhao Mansion is deep. Except for a few tall osmanthus trees, there are camellias everywhere. The flowers are colorful and colorful, and they are all the best local varieties. They walked around the lotus pond and sat down in the front hall. Then there were servants. After offering the tea, Mao Gong took a sip of tea and asked, "Mr. Lai, I would like to ask you for advice if I don't understand something." " "Speaking. " "It is said that the Yin and Yang houses are performed during the day. Does Mr. Lai often read Feng Shui to people at night? " "You don't know something about this. Ordinary Feng Shui masters do live together in the early morning and dusk. It is easier to identify the qi at that time, and I have to observe the changes in the yin and yang good and bad auras at twelve o'clock. At noon, yang prevails and yin arises, and at midnight, yin prevails and yang arises. The cycle repeats, and the secret of the creation of heaven and earth lies in it. In short, those who are not strong enough can only stay together during the day, and there are very few people like me. "Lai Bu is a martial artist after all, and his words are flawless. Mao Gong nodded slightly: "Mr. Lai is indeed an expert, and Mao has learned a lesson. But there is still a little doubt. Since he has traveled all over the world, why is he traveling everywhere with an eighty-year-old father? " Lai Bu smiled faintly: "Dad wants to find a piece of land that will be blessed for thousands of years, so he has to come with him. I have no choice but to take him with me. " "Mr. Lai speaks Gannan dialect, and Lai Buyi in the Northern Song Dynasty was also from Dingnan, Jiangxi Province. This makes sense, but your old father has a western Yunnan accent. I don't know why? " This Mr. Mao is very thoughtful, I'm afraid he's not easy to fool, Mo Can thought to himself. "Oh, tell me this," Lai Bu reacted very quickly, "He is my foster father. "" Foster father? "Mao Gonglue chuckled. "When I first started to travel around the world, I was seriously ill and lay in the ancient city of Dali in western Yunnan. Thanks to my adoptive father, I took me into his home. It took more than half a year for my body to slowly recover. The old man couldn't bear that his adopted father was alone, so he took him as his adopted father to support him until his old age. " "Haha," Mao Gong smiled slightly and asked the old Taoist priest standing behind him: "Do you have anything to say, Mr. Curse Taoist? "The old Taoist priest couldn't hold it in any longer, and immediately asked: "Mr. Lai, the person who invites you to visit is the yang house, not the yin house. I have never heard of someone visiting the yang house at night. You are a charlatan. The money actually got here. " "Taoist Priest, this is where I am better than ordinary charlatan sorcerers. "Laibu replied confidently. "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, why don't you eat? "Mo Can interrupted the conversation between them and shouted. "Okay, I will take you to fill your stomach first. "Mr. Mao stood up with a slight smile and led them into the inner hall and along the corridor into a stone house. There were no windows in the house and there was no dining table or chairs. There was a wooden stake standing against the wall, stained with blood. " This is" Lai Bu looked at Mao Gonglue in confusion. Two servants came up from behind and pushed Lai Bu involuntarily, tied him to a wooden stake, and then came to arrest Mo Can. "No need, this old man doesn't know martial arts, just let him stay aside. "Mao Gonglue ordered. "I'm hungry, I'm hungry, why don't you eat? "Mo Can shouted again. "Tell him to shut up! "Mao Gonglue said fiercely. "Father, we were kidnapped by thieves and had no food to eat. "Lai Bu smiled bitterly. "Mr. Lai, you can tell me now. Who are you and what are your intentions towards the Zhao family? "Mao Gonglue had a mocking look on his face. "What did you say? I just wander around the world reading fortune telling to support my family. I just want to make more money. "Lai Bu said aggrievedly. Mao Gonglue heyed twice: "Stop acting. Mr. Li has just been dismissed, and you came to the door of Zhao's house to set up a stall. If you open your mouth, you will be sued and jailed. I don't know where you got one. The silly old man is acting as a cover, trying to sneak into the house to spy, right? " Lai Bu cried out his injustice: "What are you talking about? I can't understand it. " "It seems that I won't tell the truth without giving you some pain. "Mr. Mao waved his hand slightly and cursed the Taoist priest to take a barbed whip from Zhuang Ding's hand. There were faint traces of stems on the whip.??s blood stains. Lai Bu secretly glanced at Mo Can with his eyes pleading for help. Mo Can opened his mouth and "ha" a big real bubble came out, and it drifted over and wrapped Lai Bu's whole body. "Hit me." Mao Gonglue ordered. "Papa" The Curse Taoist's whip whipped over like a violent storm, scaring Laibu so much that he quickly closed his eyes. He heard the sound of the whip in his ears, but he didn't feel any pain on his body. Lai Bu quietly opened his eyes and found that the whip bounced back as soon as it came close to his body. He couldn't help but feel overjoyed. He knew that this Mo Can must have done something secretly. "It turns out that this old guy has Gang Qi to protect himself." The Curse Taoist exclaimed. "Oh, he turned out to be a practitioner. He kept it secret. This time the fortune teller's lies must have been exposed," Mao Gong said proudly, "The curse on the Taoist broke his body-protecting aura." Throwing down the leather whip in his hand, he took out a small bamboo tube from his arms and carefully opened the lid (To be continued, please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!