Peerless prodigal system

Wu Liang drove to the destination and met with the owner of Lei Jianmu.

After negotiating the price with the owner of Lightning Strike Wood, both parties were very happy.

One reason is that both of them are friends of Zhang Qingsong, and they both try to save each other's face.

The second reason is that after the owner of Lei Jianmu offered the price, Wu Liang readily agreed without haggling.

And just when the deal was about to close, an old man came out from the inner room, holding a thermos cup.

According to the owner of Leijianmu, it turned out that the old man holding a thermos cup also came to buy Leijianmu.

And revealed that this is a certain big shot from Huadu
As for who is the big man in Huadu, the owner of Lei Jianmu, he can't say clearly, maybe he doesn't know the specific identity of this old man, he only knows that his surname is Qian, and he has a good status.

Wu Liang glanced lightly at the old man surnamed Qian who was holding a thermos cup, feeling that he had never seen this person before.

The old man surnamed Qian also sized Wu Liang up, his eyes narrowed slightly, and there seemed to be a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"Young man, are you also here to buy lightning strike wood?"

This old man surnamed Qian spoke slowly, his voice was hoarse, and his breath was a little disordered.

Wu Liang's eyes were slightly restrained, as if he had something in his heart.

"That's right, old man, you probably came here for the lightning strike." Wu Liang smiled lightly.

"That's right, yes, I'm here for the Lightning Wood. Boss Song has already agreed that you and I will share the Lightning Wood." Old Man Qian still replied in a hoarse voice. Stuck on something.

Listening to old man Qian's voice, Wu Liang nodded slightly.

Through his voice and the trembling of Old Man Qian's Adam's apple, Wu Liang was able to determine where the old man's disease was.

Of course, Wu Liang didn't come here to save lives, but to buy lightning strike wood, and his medical skills have reached the peak, and he can easily see the cause of the other party's disease, so it is also an unintentional move.

"Okay, old man, anyway, the size of the lightning strike wood is not small, it doesn't matter if you and I each take half, it's enough for me to make a magic weapon."

The magic weapon that Wu Liang wants to make is actually to polish a wooden plaque with lightning strike wood, and then engrave "edict" on it.

Because it is not used to resolve the big evil, so it is not so much particular.

The most important thing in the end is the piece of lightning strike wood, as long as the lightning strike wood is genuine, it doesn't matter whether it is an "imperial order", sincerity will naturally come true.

Wu Liang had already carefully observed that this Boss Song Lei Jianmu was indeed genuine.

And Wu Liang also responded to old man Qian very happily, because he really didn't need too much lightning strike wood, he used it to dissolve the evil spirit of the big bell, and just used a small piece of lightning strike wood.

The mountain surrounds the green dragon, which is already a rich place, and it has already offset a large part of the evil spirit of the big bell, so there is really no need for a lot of lightning strikes.

When old man Qian heard that Wu Liang was going to take the lightning strike wood back to make utensils, a look of astonishment appeared on his face.

Behind this astonished look, there are also doubts.

"Young man, what did you just say? You want to make a magic weapon?" Old Man Qian asked in his hoarse voice.

"Haha, it's not a magic weapon, it's just a token." Wu Liang responded with a soft smile.

When it comes to making Taoist ritual utensils, Wu Liang is not an absolute expert. He is well versed in Fengshui, but it doesn't mean that he is an omnipotent Taoist priest.

Yuan Tiangang is good at astrology, forecasting, and Feng Shui, but he is not particularly good at making professional magic tools.

However, a small piece of imperial token can still be easily made.

Old man Qian frowned suddenly, and said in a questioning tone: "Young man, I heard from your tone, it seems very relaxed, do you know that there is a lot of knowledge in making imperial tokens, it's not just a random one. It’s enough to engrave the talisman on the wooden sign, it’s a matter of attention.”

The implication of old man Qian is that young people nowadays don't even know what lightning strike wood and imperial tokens are, and they even say that they can make imperial tokens. This makes old man Qian not believe it, so he has some doubts about Wu Liang.

However, Wu Liang really didn't tell half a lie.

"Old man, it's actually not difficult to make an imperial token, not to mention that I only use it for a while, otherwise it would be impossible to just make an imperial token. I use it to dissolve the little evil spirit. Sincerity will lead to spirit, so there is no need to be too particular. " Wu Liang explained with a smile.

Since this old man Qian did not show contempt or ridicule, but simply questioned, Wu Liang did not fight back with sharp words.

Speaking of which, Wu Liang could also understand Mr. Qian's doubts.

Today's young people, unless they are engaged in Taoist work, really don't even know what imperial edicts are, let alone be able to make them by themselves.

"It seems that young man, you have some research on exorcism and avoiding evil spirits." Mr. Qian said.

"Mr., I don't have much research on exorcising evil spirits and avoiding evil spirits. I mainly study Fengshui and Xuanshu. It's okay to study Fengshui." Wu Liang felt that it was necessary to keep a low profile in front of the old gentleman. .

He didn't say that he was well versed in Feng Shui, so he kept a low profile. He really didn't want people to say that he was pretending.

When Mr. Qian heard Wu Liang mentioned that he knew Feng Shui, his faint eyebrows immediately raised.

Obviously, Mr. Qian didn't believe it.

"Young man, don't talk nonsense. Feng Shui Xuanshu is broad and profound, and it can't be done just by talking about it casually." Mr. Qian questioned.

"Haha, old man, as I said, I only understand it a little bit. Besides, the influence of Feng Shui on people only accounts for a part of it, and it can't affect the overall fate of a person." Wu Liang replied with a faint smile.

The so-called, one luck, two fate, three Fengshui, four accumulating merits and five readings, six names, seven phases and eight worshiping gods, nine befriending nobles and ten health care, eleven choosing career and spouse, twelve seeking good luck and avoiding evil.

The aura in Feng Shui has a certain influence on people, but it cannot affect all of them.

If Fengshui really has a huge energy to dominate the overall situation, then people should stop working and just find a Fengshui treasure cave to rebury their ancestors, and wait for the pie to fall from the sky.

"At such a young age, it's interesting to know how to know Fengshui Xuanshu. Can you tell me, what's the Fengshui of Boss Song's ancestral house?" Elder Qian asked with narrowed eyes and a smile.

This is a test of Wu Liang.

Therefore, Wu Liang guessed from the side that this Mr. Qian, who was holding a thermos in his hand, must have dabbled in Fengshui and mystic arts.

Wu Liang turned his head and glanced at the ancestral house of Boss Song who sold lightning wood, as well as the surrounding terrain.

Boss Song's business is not small. He must settle down and buy a house in the city, and this lightning tree belongs to his hometown in the countryside. The location he is at right now is Boss Song's ancestral house.

Faced with Mr. Qian's questioning, Wu Liang replied with a smile: "White tigers entangled in water are mostly self-made. Boss Song is a late bloomer, without the blessings of his ancestors. His family was poor when he was young. After hard work in middle age, he has his own career." .”

Afterwards, Wu Liang turned to look at Boss Song again, and asked with a smile, "Boss Song, am I right?"