Inheriting the old celestial master at the beginning, invite me out of the supernatural bureau

That night, someone was actively looking for his whereabouts.

It's just that the person who was looking for him didn't know.

In fact, Zhang Qingxuan was sleeping deeply in her downstairs room...

The next day.

Early in the morning, just after dawn, Zhang Qingxuan woke up.

It's not a biological clock.

Rather he was a little bloated.

Very expansive!

Zhang Qingxuan could feel that the yang energy in his body was rising, which raised the temperature of the whole room a lot.

Damn, it's poisonous!

With a curse in his heart, Zhang Qingxuan rushed into the toilet and took a cold bath for an entire hour...

022: Fengshui burial, 1000 million rewards! 【Ask monthly ticket】

After the cold water flowed down from Zhang Qingxuan's body, it was about to turn into scalding hot water. It took an entire hour for his flame to finally be suppressed.

He took a long breath, thought to himself that this kind of thing should not be eaten casually in the future, Zhang Qingxuan changed into the Daoist robe from the lottery, and left the room.

Also have to say.

As expected, it was something drawn from a few hundred points, and it was more than a little bit more comfortable to wear than the original Taoist robe.

However, compared to the original yellowish white Taoist robe, this pure white snowy Taoist robe is extremely conspicuous when walking on the street.

Zhang Qingxuan walked ahead.

Along the way, everyone was staring at him and pointing fingers.

"Is this man a Taoist priest?"

"It seems so, look at the jade crown on his head, it also has a yin and yang pattern."

"So handsome, have all the handsome guys now become Taoist priests?"

"Ham, maybe it's not a Taoist priest."

"If you dress like this, what is it if you're not a Taoist priest?"

"It's cosplay!"

……

Zhang Qingxuan listened to the discussions along the way, but he didn't take it seriously at all. He rubbed his stomach as if he didn't hear anything, and looked around for a place to eat.

Fill your belly first.

After that, slowly look for places where you can earn points.

soon.

Zhang Qingxuan found a bun shop and walked in.

And just as he walked into the bun shop.

On the back seat of a luxury car with a golden statue of the flying goddess on the front, a middle-aged man in a black and expensive suit saw Zhang Qingxuan's back thinking for a moment, and shouted: "Stop."

The car immediately pulled over and stopped smoothly.

The middle-aged man opened the door and got out of the car, and walked quickly into the steamed stuffed bun shop.

After ordering three steamed buns and a bowl of porridge, Zhang Qingxuan filled a bowl of pickled vegetables, picked up the steamed buns and chopsticks, and was just about to eat when the middle-aged man who walked in directly opened the stool opposite him and sat down.

Zhang Qingxuan looked at him suspiciously.

The middle-aged man smiled and asked, "Young man, are you a Taoist priest?"

Zhang Qingxuan raised his brows lightly, and continued to eat the buns. He muttered, "Obviously."

The middle-aged man nodded as if he had heard a satisfactory answer, and said, "My father is dead."

"Cough cough cough..."

Zhang Qingxuan almost choked to death without taking a bite of the bun.

Your father is dead, you are not at home for the funeral, why did you come here to strike up a conversation with me.

However, Zhang Qingxuan quickly reacted with so many years of magic stick experience.

"You want me to save your father?"

The middle-aged man nodded, then shook his head: "Yes, and no."

Zhang Qingxuan was puzzled.

The middle-aged man explained: "Extending is one aspect. In addition to transcending, I also want to find a Taoist priest with profound morals to help my father find a burial place with excellent geomantic omen."

Zhang Qingxuan was stunned.

He glanced at the middle-aged man and asked, "Are you looking for a place with good geomantic omen for future generations?"

"Hahaha!"

The middle-aged man laughed awkwardly, and took out a business card after answering the wrong question.

"Xiao Daoist, my name is Li Wanli, and this is my business card."

"I found a few Taoists and Feng Shui masters to discuss this matter together this afternoon. Whoever's plan is finally adopted will get a reward of 1000 million!"

"If the little Taoist is interested, you can come and have a look."

"Of course, you can even bring Master Ling and other elders with you."

As he said that, the middle-aged man showed a somewhat wealthy look: "Even if you are not accepted, as long as you come, anyone who has the ability will be able to get 20 in carriage fees!"

He put the business card on the table in front of Zhang Qingxuan, and after speaking, he got up and left.

Seeing the back of him walking out of the bun shop, Zhang Qingxuan looked down at the business card again.

Li Wanli, Chairman of Wanli International Group.

To go, or not to go?

Obviously, when the middle-aged man Li Wanli said the number 1000 million, Zhang Qingxuan already had the answer in his heart.

023: A sloppy old man rubbing fire with bare hands?Zhang Qingxuan's ability! 【Ask monthly ticket】

Taoist people pay attention to seeking good luck and avoiding evil.

Even if you don't practice it specifically, it is the most basic ability to judge good and bad by looking at Feng Shui.

Zhang Qingxuan was already proficient in Fengshui before inheriting the old master.

After merging with the old heavenly master, according to the fused memory, Zhang Qingxuan's understanding of Fengshui spells has reached the state of perfection.

……

Linshan Bieyuan.

As one of the well-known high-end villa areas in Zhongling City, the people who live here are either rich or noble.

In particular, several houses with special numbers are sold for more than [-] million yuan, which is beyond the reach of the ordinary little rich.

And it was one of these houses that was especially lively today.

In the huge living room decorated like a palace, a group of strangely dressed people gathered.

Some of them wore Taoist robes of different styles, some wore Zhongshan suits, and some wore ancient robes, all kinds of clothes, and none of them had normal clothes.

However, these people almost all have one thing in common.

That is all very old!

In addition, the eyes of most people looking at the rest of the people are full of disdain, vigilance, and insidiousness.

Among the eleven or twelve people, only two people did not show this kind of expression intentionally or unconsciously.

The first one was an old man with white hair and beard.

The old man's beautiful beard was half a meter long, and his long snow-white hair was tied on top of his head by a hairpin. His face was rosy and radiant, and he looked like a child with white hair.

He didn't show any expression, and sat on a bench in the corner with his eyes closed. The two eyes under the same snow-white eyebrows never opened from the beginning to the end.

The other one was a young man in a snow-white Taoist robe.

He held a cup of tea and sipped it lightly, with an indifferent smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.

The same as the old man, but not the same.

Although he didn't close his eyes, he never glanced at other people in the living room.

Not to mention any look of disdain and contempt.

Of course, among the remaining people, there are also individual outliers.

For example, sitting next to the young man in the snow-white priestly robe was an unshaven, somewhat scruffy old man.

"Young man, at such a young age, you know the art of Feng Shui?"

He leaned forward and asked in a low voice.

Zhang Qingxuan turned his head to look at him, raised his sword eyebrows lightly, and shook his head: "It doesn't count."

"Is it possible? Is it not possible?"

The sloppy old man licked his eyebrows and frowned, then lowered his voice a bit, and asked, "Then are you ready?"

"Preparation skills?"

Zhang Qingxuan was puzzled: "What are you going to do?"

"Of course I fooled the owner and got the 20 carriage fare!"

The slovenly old man questioned: "Young man, you don't naively think that wearing strange clothes and walking around here can successfully take away 20 yuan? Is it really easy to get money? If you don't have the ability to show it, Don't say you can't get the money, you will be beaten up, and then thrown into the police station as a liar!"

Looking at the unshaven old man in front of him, Zhang Qingxuan understood.

This guy is a real liar who sneaks in to cheat money, pretends to be fake...

He couldn't laugh or cry and asked: "Then uncle, what are you always preparing for?"

The sloppy old man chuckled, put his hands in front of his chest, and twirled his fingers lightly in a position facing away from everyone.

Then, a burst of flames burst out of his fingertips out of thin air.

The flame was not big, and it was extinguished by the old man just after it was lit, so no one noticed it.

Zhang Qingxuan raised his eyebrows.

This hand is really bluffing.

If he hadn't been informed in advance, and if he had keenly smelled a smell of phosphorus when the old man spread his hands, it would be difficult for him to find out that this was actually a one-handed trick.

"Great!"

Zhang Qingxuan praised.

"That is!"

The slovenly old man looked at Zhang Qingxuan proudly: "This is the method I have spent my whole life thinking about!"

Zhang Qingxuan smiled, and he said: "If you talk about this method, sir, I will actually do it."

"Oh? What do you know?"

The sloppy old man was full of doubts, Zhang Qingxuan waved at him, and he moved closer.

He only saw.

I also found Zhang Qingxuan who couldn't see the angle, twirled his index finger and thumb, and then a flash of thunder jumped out from his fingertips!

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