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Lin Short patted his chin, and then asked him, "How did you set up your Feng Shui bureau?"

The old man shook his head helplessly: "I don't know."

Lin Short:?

Looking at Lin Short's puzzled eyes, the old man could only say: "At that time, the master asked for my birthday horoscope, and then left. When he said that the Feng Shui bureau was successful, I could naturally feel it."

"I had nothing at the time, just a poor boy."

Barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, probably for this reason.

The old man smiled wryly, and probably understood that the matter was due to the Feng Shui bureau.

"If you don't know anything, it's really troublesome." Lin Shortan said to the killer next to him: "Go and sit over there, don't block the light."

Kill Matt: ...

But now is an important moment, he muttered a few words, obviously complaining, but he slowly leaned towards the corner.

Lin Short stretched out his hand to the old man: "It might hurt, so bear with it."

She casually pulled over a glass plate containing fruit, then threw the fruit away, leaving only an empty plate, and scratched the old man's wrist with a sharp nail.

This is an artery.

Shamat was taken aback at the time, and swished his head over: "What are you doing!"

Lin Short-term pushed his face away in disgust: "I told you not to block the light."

The old man was quite calm, and he also disliked his grandson: "Sit upright!"

Blood trickled down his wrist and fell into the plate. The plate was transparent, and after the blood fell into it, it could be seen clearly from any angle.

What's interesting is that the old man's blood didn't flow in, but fell into the plate one by one like big beads and small beads falling into a jade plate, without merging with each other, rolling around on the plate Go, one after another, the red blood beads rolled all over the plate, which was very strange.

After a sufficient amount of blood flowed out, Lin Tianchang wiped his finger on the wound, and the wound on the old man's wrist stopped bleeding in the next second. The wound was still there, but not a single drop of blood flowed out.

At the beginning, Sha Matt was still muttering: "What kind of trick is this..."

Slowly, he stopped talking, staring closely at the glass dish full of blood.

Lin Shortcut bit her own finger, which was strange to say, the color of her blood looked completely different from that of ordinary people, and it seemed to be mixed with strands of gold thread.

After that drop of blood fell into the plate, the blood bead that was still spinning around and could not be fused at all exploded in an instant, fusing into a big puddle, still bubbling crazily, gurgling Beep, like boiling hot water.

The black gas scrambled to get out of it, and dissipated quickly after entering the air.

"Wow." Lin Short was a little surprised. With a wave of her hand, the doors and windows were all closed in an instant. After a pause, the curtains were slowly closed by themselves, as if there was an invisible hand, is manipulating everything.

After the room was completely dark, everyone could see that there were intricate golden threads in the plate of blood, forming a strange vein, one light and one dark, and it looked a little beautiful.

Especially one of the golden threads was extraordinarily bright, even expanding and shrinking like a heart.

Lin Short's voice sounded in the darkness, with a bit of excitement: "It's the first time I've seen this technique, does anyone know how to use it?"

The old man pretended to be calm: "You are talking about..."

Lin Shortan reopened the doors and windows to let the sunlight in, and the eerie atmosphere in the room faded away.

"The Feng Shui master you met before was a thief, but what he stole was not money, but luck."

"Do you know dragon veins? Dragon veins are real. Wherever dragon veins are located, there must be outstanding people. Therefore, in the past, many emperors, rich and powerful, like to find Fengshui masters before they die, and choose for themselves the kind that resembles dragon veins. A similar place as your own burial, so as to protect your descendants."

"Normal use of dragon veins is allowed. In our current words, it is called rational development."

"But some people are very greedy. They hope that the entire dragon vein belongs to them, but doing this kind of thing will be punished by God, so at this time they need a tool man."

"This tool man must have accumulated merits for several lifetimes. He borrowed the tool man's fate to steal the aura of the dragon's veins to enhance his own luck, so that when the dragon's veins turn back, it will only turn back to the tool man. "

"During this process, the tool man will get a lot of benefits from the dragon veins, but the big head is in the hands of this thief. To put it bluntly, if he eats meat and you drink soup, you will take the blame."

"This technique is very unpopular, and there are very few people who know it. The last one who dared to play this way was beaten to death by everyone. I thought the inheritance had been broken."

Lin Short-term fiddled with the gold thread, full of interest: "I haven't seen this technique for a long, long time. Is it passed down, or is it restored by myself with a piece of incomplete stuff? If it's the latter, I'm considered a genius." gone."

The old man's heart has turned cold. After substituting his own situation, he can't even pretend to be calm. That's a dragon pulse!Dragon veins!

"This this……"

"Don't worry too much. He's not particularly courageous. He just stole a small dragon vein. Otherwise, your whole family would have died." Only then did Lin Shortage remember that this person in front of him was his employer, and he would have to wait for him when the time came. I want to make money from him, so I have a correct attitude.

The old man was a little panicked: "Can it be saved?"

Lin Short fell into silence. The more silent she was, the more panicked the old man became. He probably felt that he might be hopeless, and if he was hopeless, he would be hopeless. He had lived for so many years, so it was enough to count.

But what about his son, grandson and grandson?

The old man almost had tears in his eyes, regretting why he agreed to that Feng Shui master back then, how can there be pie in the sky?

It's just that I was young and had nothing, so I was not afraid of anything.

But now, with prosperity and wealth, and a house full of children, her courage has also become smaller.

"Don't cry, it's okay, it's just a little more troublesome, let me talk about the conditions, see if you want to do it, if you want, we will move on to the next step." He said directly and simply: "If you don't like it, you can try it with someone else."

It's not that the old man didn't invite people in front of him, but those who didn't dare to make a move didn't dare to make a move, and those who just hung up directly hung up. He is still quite dependent on Lin Short, so he hurriedly said: "Please tell me!"

"As long as you want, as long as I have."

"First of all, you should pay me a little more. After all, this job is more troublesome." Lin Shortage is not a profiteer, so the calculation is quite clear: "A life of 100 million, isn't it expensive?"

"Not counting!" It's even a little too cheap, even if she costs 1000 million yuan per life, the old man can get out without blinking.

"Also, how much money you have earned over the years, let it all go away, just keep a change, the money you earned is not what you deserve, if you are not happy, you can ask someone else to try again."

The old man hesitated for a moment, and he asked subconsciously: "Is it all the money in my hand? Including the company that is currently in operation..."

"It's almost enough. It's okay to keep some money to maintain the company, but not too much. Try to dissipate all the remaining excess. It's best if you can use it to do good deeds."

Hearing what Lin Shortan said, Shamat went crazy beside him: "Grandpa!"

"I see." The old man nodded: "There is no problem with these two."

The old man is also a vigorous and resolute person, and he makes decisive decisions.

"Then there's no problem." Lin Shortage tapped the glass plate with her finger, and the golden thread slipped into her finger like a living thing.

"I know where he is now. It will take about three days. When I blow him up, all the things he stole will be returned to the world, and your family's situation will gradually ease by then."

She's simply suffocating and doesn't sound like a serious guru at all.

Instead, he looked like a little hooligan who was about to fight.

But I don't know why it makes people feel extra safe.

"Then what should we do next?" The old man probably sensed Lin Short's reliability in this second, and he became serious.

"Let's start spreading the money, try to spread most of it within these three days, and then give me your birthday horoscope, and leave the rest to me." This time, he can earn a lot, Lin short-handed attitude Also strict up.

She can pay back all Ji Lan's money immediately, and there is still a lot left, and then she can draw out a card and give it to the human being she raised: Here, just use it to swipe it.

Thinking about it, he is very chic and handsome.

The old man looked very grateful, and warmly invited Lin Short to stay for dinner tonight. Their cook is a well-known one, especially good at Cantonese cuisine, and he also dabbled in Huaiyang cuisine.

Especially good at cooking shrimp, fish, and various vegetarian dishes.

Kitty Maomao was greedy at the time. After all, she is a lover of fish and shrimp, so she was inevitably a little moved. The old man probably saw her move, so he was even more enthusiastic to keep Lin Short. I hope she can do it tonight. Stay to taste their chef's craft.

He also said: "It doesn't matter if you are late, I will let my grandson drive you home, or you can stay in the guest room for one night, and I will let the servant clean the room."

When it came to going home later, Kitty Maomao reluctantly refused: "No, let's do it another day."

The two-legged beast she promised to raise, went home for dinner today.