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Volume 2: Qi Yun's Fight Chapter 7: The Threat of Death

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    "Who said there is no fate?"

    A slightly weak old voice sounded out of thin air.

    Hearing the sound, everyone looked around.

    This is an old man in his seventies wearing a white coat, with white hair, thin and tall figure, but his face does not look good, as if he has been ill for a long time.

    "Uncle." Zhang Guixin shouted quickly.

    "Dad." The middle-aged man also shouted quickly, and then said worriedly: "Why did you come out? The doctor said that you can't see the wind now and need to rest."

    ¡°I know my body well, I don¡¯t need you to worry about it.¡± The old man responded expressionlessly, making the middle-aged man look even more constipated.

    Then the old man looked at Jiang Le, smiled and said kindly: "Since ancient times, there have been many wonderful people in China. I also met some people who were successful in cultivation. It's a pity that in that era, they were not accepted by the world and were severely suppressed.  I didn¡¯t expect that after so many years, I would meet this master again, and I¡¯m so lucky.¡±

    Jiang Le¡¯s expression softened a little.

    Everyone likes to hear good words, and the old man said it in a sincere tone, obviously not discriminating against people from outside the country.

    "The old man is too praised. This young man is just a newbie in this profession. He has only scratched the surface and cannot be called an expert." Jiang Le said a few words modestly, then looked at the old man and said with a smile, "But the old man is very noble and powerful.  The pressure is heavy, and ordinary evil spirits cannot get close to you. This villain is causing trouble, but he can't do anything to you, old man, but it is an eye-opener for the kid. "

    "Hahahaha, after hearing good words for so many years, today's words are the only ones that make me happy." The old man laughed, then raised his hands and said seriously: "I am old and I am not afraid of evil, but I have younger family members, so I hope  Don¡¯t be too familiar with me, little friend, just give me some advice.¡±

    Jiang Le smiled: "The old man is too polite, I will do my best."

    With the old man¡¯s words, Jiang Legao¡¯s identity has basically been determined.  The beautiful middle-aged woman was overjoyed and couldn't help feeling uncomfortable in her stomach. She called everyone into the house to talk.

    After sitting down in a living room, a servant brought tea and snacks.

    At this time, after chatting, Jiang Le also learned the names and identities of this family.

    This is a family with the surname Wei. The old man's name is Wei Guodong, who is the head of the family. The middle-aged man Wei Jiaming is the eldest son of the old man, and the beautiful middle-aged woman is the eldest daughter-in-law Yao Xue.  The boy and girl are their twins Wei Fengbing and Wei Jia.

    Although Wei Guodong and others only announced their names and did not tell what the Wei family did, judging from Zhang Guixin's attitude and the unnatural aura on Wei Guodong's body, Jiang Le knew that this family must be great.

    But Jiang Le didn¡¯t compliment him.

    ??????????? A Taoist, a person from outside the country, asking for immortality, although the money is very tight, but with my status here, there is no need to curry favor with others.

    After taking a sip of tea, Wei Guodong spoke first: "My little friend, I wonder why the younger generation in the family is so nervous about the golden pheasant?"

    Jiang Le looked at the old man with a smile.

    Wei Guodong nodded and sighed, with a look of reminiscence in his eyes: "Speaking of it, she is too old and childish. Because her deceased wife was born in a rural area, she had a simple mentality and did not like luxury in her life. She loved raising small animals most, and her favorite  It was this golden pheasant. After my wife died of illness, I couldn¡¯t forget it, so I pinned my thoughts on this golden pheasant, spending time with her day and night, and comforting myself.¡±

    Jiang Le suddenly understood, and then praised: "The old man and his wife have a deep love, and I admire them."

    Wei Guodong looked deeply at Jiang Le and said: "Although I feel sad about the Golden Pheasant incident, I can bear it. It's just that someone is plotting to kill the Wei family, but I can't bear it. My little friend is a Taoist master, and I won't talk nonsense. Now I, Wei  How is the situation at home? Please speak up."

    Jiang Le glanced at everyone and said seriously: "The old man has spoken, so I won't cover it up. The first time I saw the Wei family, I noticed an aura that disgusted me. This aura is what Taoists call it.  Dead air."

    "Dead energy?" Wei Guodong narrowed his eyes, and the majestic power on his body became more and more solemn, making Jiang Le dare not look directly at him. He only felt as if there were dozens of kilograms of stones weighing on him.  I was secretly shocked, this old man was definitely a person in a high position, and only such a person could have the kind of arrogance and pressure to overwhelm the world, and could convey a kind of mental pressure to the cultivators.

    "Yes, the so-called death aura is a kind of aura caused by the decay of the body after the death of a living being. This aura is very harmful to the human body and has many negative effects. If it is contaminated too much, the mild ones will be riddled with diseases and cannot be cured after long-term treatment, and some  You will have nightmares, hallucinations, and in severe cases, your life will be damaged," Jiang Le said seriously.

    Everyone gasped and their hair stood on end.

    "Yes, yes, I often have nightmares recently, and I don't dare to sleep alone." Wei Jia said with a frightened face.

      Wei Fengbing also looked ugly and said: "Recently, I always feel like I saw something or heard something, which makes me uneasy. I feel like I am going crazy."

    "Does the master have a solution?" Yao Xue asked quickly, but she did not dare to call herself an elder. After all, the old man called him a little friend.  Moreover, Jiang Le's oral words were completely consistent with the situation of the Wei family, which made her dare not treat her as a junior.

    Jiang Le nodded and said: "It is very simple to get rid of the death aura. As long as you find the source of the death aura, you can easily dispel it. However, I observed the house and found that the feng shui of this house has been changed. It is supposed to be a gathering of wealth and power.  But it was moved by the universe and turned into an evil force. "

    "Yes, when I first purchased this house, the introducer also said that it is a gathering of wealth and wealth, which will bring blessings to future generations. But what is the difference between Tiangang and Disha?" Wei Jiaming, who was silent, suddenly spoke, with a surprised look in his eyes.  Looking at Jiang Le, it was obvious that Jiang Le's successive strange performances had shaken his disbelief in superstition.

    Jiang Le said: "There is a difference, and the difference is very big. Tiangang dominates Yang, and gathers Yang Qi to produce great wealth. Earth Evil dominates Yin, and collects Yin Qi to disturb future generations. Now the changes in the house have abandoned the power of wealth and gathered the energy of death.  , so poultry will die one after another in the house. If this continues, when the death energy becomes increasingly strong, it will affect people. For example, the old man, who is now infected with the death energy, if it is not dispelled in time, it will not exceed three months.  The old man must be hopeless."

    "What?"

    This sentence was like an earthquake, shocking everyone present to stand up suddenly.

    Zhang Guixin lost his composure and asked quickly: "Xiao Le, didn't you say that the old man is so noble and oppressive? How can he still be contaminated with the aura of death?"

    Jiang Le explained: "The old man is very noble, but he is also old and his energy and blood are weak. He must also have the idea in his heart to hand over the family to the younger generation. His energy is no longer condensed, and the death energy is aimed at  Old man, so his aura of nobility is not enough to resist the aura of death, and now he is entangled, and there will be endless troubles. "

    Zhang Guixin was shocked: "How could this happen? Who would have trouble with an old man like this?"

    "Who else can there be? Of course they are those who have no dealings with my Wei family. As long as my father is alive, they will not be able to stand up and dare not be arrogant." Wei Jiaming said with a trace of anger in his eyes and gritted his teeth.

    "Jia Ming, sit down and let the little friend continue." At this time, Wei Guodong spoke, with a calm face, unmoved by the threat of death, which shows his tenacity.

    Jiang Le praised: "The old man is indeed a man who has experienced great dissoluteness. I admire him."

    Wei Guodong smiled: "As a person who is about to die, even if others don't harm me, I don't have much time left, so what should I be afraid of? But, little friend, do you have a solution to this situation in my Wei family?"

    Jiang Le smiled proudly and said: "It's just a small evil spell. It's not difficult to remove it, but I need some help."
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