Showdown: Hanba is hiding in my house

Chapter 47 Tufuzi

"You're full of turbidity, but you're a person of the Tao?" The old man said with his back to Shen Lang while eating wontons.

Shen Lang was stunned for a moment, thinking that the old man was talking nonsense, he said: "The one who rings the bell, the old man is doing business with the Land Lord?"

"Haha, kid with wisdom eyes...there are fewer and fewer people ringing bells on this road. Since the establishment of the crematorium, the ringing bells have withered from generation to generation." The old man took a sip of the soup and nodded in satisfaction.

Shen Lang was also unambiguous: "Aren't you too? Now the seeds that have been dug up are all buried by the ancestors decades ago, and now they are all put in a small box, and basically there are no valuable items. "

The conversation between Shen Lang and the old man didn't mention a word of lingo, obviously it was hidden deep down.

"Boy, I have encountered trouble recently. Seeing your frowning face, the old man knows a little bit about divination, why don't I give you a divination?"

"Old man, it seems that you are also from Old Jiangcheng. Is there any Feng Shui master in this place who is good at getting tired of winning?"

"Oh?" The man frowned, "Have you met him?"

"No, I'm just curious, just asking." Shen Lang didn't explain directly.

The old man put down his chopsticks and took out a small glass bottle from his pocket. He took a small sip, then put a whole big siu mai into his mouth, and said vaguely, "Do you mean suppression or auspicious pressure?"

"Still divided into categories?" Shen Lang took out his mobile phone, and he said to Sister He, "Sister, how much is the two of us together? I'll hire the old gentleman."

"Then five more fried beef!" The old man stretched out his hand and said.

Sister He did the math: "43, let's count it as 40 yuan."

"Okay." Shen Lang scanned the QR code and moved the food to the same table as the old man, "The mature vinegar here is made by the old man, Sister He, you can dip some and eat."

"Oh?" The old man did as he was told, but after taking a sip of Shaomai, he only raised his eyebrows: "Okay, okay! Since you are so polite, I will explain it to you, and explain it carefully. How to get tired of winning." , divided into black and white, white is auspicious, black is suppression!"

He shaved his teeth with his tongue: "That's it, if you hide a picture of an evil ghost with disheveled hair in a family's house, and then cast spells and formulas, then the resident's house will soon die, or the house will be destroyed soon." A small wooden box the size of a palm is placed under the threshold stone of someone's house, and it can kill the residents."

The old man talked about a lot of suppression techniques in various forms, which also opened Shen Lang's eyes.

Like hiding a bowl and a chopstick on the beam of the door, it will bring down the target’s family at least, or ruin the family at worst. Also, take seven coffin nails and hide them under the target’s bed, so the family’s The offspring will continue to die young...

So mediocre, there are various ways of saying harm, which made Shen Lang feel chilly.

This is a curse.

Seeing Shen Lang's frown, the old man laughed: "What I said just now is all about coercion, which is a harmful technique, but there are also auspicious pressures, such as putting a paper official hat on the hanging beam. There will be Wenquxing to bless this family to produce an official, of course, in today's words, it means that the family will produce a civil servant."

"There is also the Five Emperors' Money hidden on the bedside. It is cast by magic, which can make the target prosperous in wealth and make a fortune within three years. This requires a special spell from the magician to open it. Although it is common, it is useful, but The effect is too small."

Shen Lang also gained insight, clasped his fists and said, "I haven't asked the old man's name yet."

"Mianzun, people in the Jianghu all call me Tu Xingsun, don't look at me smelling like dirt, the old man has already washed his hands in a golden basin, and he is showing En on the overpass of Panjiayuan."

The old man said, he glanced at Shen Lang's palm: "Tsk, bastard, you have accumulated a lot of bad virtues in your previous life. Although this life is bumpy, there are mostly near misses and no dangers, and you have great luck in love."

"Pfft..." Sister He in the distance laughed when she heard the words, "Old man, you are wrong, Shen Lang...he is still a bachelor!"

"It's good to be single. If you get married, your luck will turn into an extramarital affair. It's better not to get married. There are so many beauties who are always with you, and the blessings are not just envied by ghosts and gods, isn't it good?"

The old man was happy.

Shen Lang let out an oops, and quickly told the old gentleman to get back on track, but think about it again, Tu Xingsun?It seems to have heard of it somewhere.

Suddenly, he stood up: "Could it be that you are the descendant of that gentleman surnamed Sun more than 100 years ago? He went to Dongling to steal Ci..."

Shen Lang was about to continue, but his mouth was blocked by a piece of roasted wheat from the old man. The old man smiled and said: "Don't say anything wrong, don't say anything wrong!"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, this junior uses hot pepper soup instead of wine to apologize to the old man." Shen Lang said.

Tu Xingsun smacked his mouth and said, "Ask me about Yan Sheng. Could it be that someone in Jiang City is using this technique to harm others?"

"Yes, Senior Huiyan, there is indeed such a thing." Shen Lang said.

"Looks like it's that old man again..."

"Old man?" Shen Lang immediately felt that the senior in front of him seemed to know a lot of inside information, and he said, "Senior, can you tell me about that person, I..."

"Three-fingered beggar, that's all I can say." After speaking, Tu Xingsun stood up and prepared to leave.

Shen Lang suddenly found out that at some point, Tu Xingsun had eaten all the breakfast on this table, including his own.

The old man blew his whistle, and immediately from the side of the alley, a horse monkey wearing a vest appeared. The monkey jumped onto his shoulder very neatly, holding a few fresh fruits in his arms. Label.

"Boy, I advise you not to provoke him because of his profound humanity. As long as you save your own life, you will either be rich or wealthy or safe and healthy for the rest of your life."

With that said, the old man threw an apple to Shen Lang and then left.

Shen Lang was wondering when suddenly a middle-aged man appeared in the distance.

"Uncle Zhang?"

Because it is on the same street, Shen Lang also grew up on this street, and all the vendors here know each other.

"That monkey stole a lot of fruit from me!" Uncle Zhang said, about to chase after him.

Shen Lang hurriedly put his apple on the table to show his innocence.

As for the name of Tu Xingsun, Shen Lang also mentioned it in support of his master. This Tu Xingsun is a generation of Tu Xingsun, and he does some answers, which is incomparable to those cats and dogs in the world.

This is a man of great ability.

But like other industries, Tufuzi is also facing the danger of extinction. Who knows that funerals now rely on fire.

However, Shen Lang still felt that it was very profitable. During breakfast, he found out about the name "Three-fingered Divine Beggar". He had never heard of it, but he thought Granny Long must have heard of it.

Anyway, we are going to open a store later, so why not go to the medical clinic and ask your mother-in-law.

(End of this chapter)