Feng Shui Master of Rebirth

Shen Xiaoyan reported his son's birth date, and the unknown old man pinched his fingers and counted, but he felt something was wrong when pinching the old man, this fate was wrong!

Calculated based on the birthday reported by Shen Xiaoyan, although Shen Mu's luck is extremely low, his health is excellent.Lifespan is also extremely long.And Shen Mu was born in a wealthy and high-status family, his luck was wrong from the beginning, looking at his body, it should be extremely healthy, but his body is extremely poor.

This can only show one thing, that is, Shen Mu was not born naturally.

Shen Xiaoyan is very nervous, he has forgotten his materialism now, all he thinks is that his son must not die young!

"Master Dao, have you figured it out?" Shen Mu stared at the unknown old man, seeing that the old man stopped calculating, and asked quickly with a pensive look.

"Your son didn't give birth naturally, did he?" The unknown old man stared at Shen Xiaoyan: "Did he give birth by caesarean section?"

"How do you know, Daoist? The child was born by abdominal dissection!" Shen Xiaoyan looked at the old Taoist priest in surprise, and he dared to swear that no one told this old Taoist, because he knew that Xiao Mu was born by abdominal dissection There are very few people, and they never say anything, how does the old man know?Except it's really calculated

"Daoist, is there any problem? Just tell me, I can bear it!" Shen Xiaoyan took a deep breath, the worst thing for him is to die early, what else can he not bear ?

"What's the problem?" The old man blew his beard and stared: "Why do I want you to report your birth date? Do you know what the birth date I mentioned refers to? It's a normal childbirth, not a caesarean section!"

"Your son was born by disembowelling. If you have a normal fate, nothing will happen, but some extremely expensive or cheap fates will cause big troubles. And your son, if I guessed correctly, should belong to the The extremely expensive one." Looking at Shen Xiaoyan's nervous expression, the old Taoist said: "The extremely expensive fate was born at a bad time, his fate does not match his horoscope, of course he will suffer from poor health, and even die early! "

"This!" Shen Xiaoyan heard the old Taoist's embarrassment, even helplessness, he tugged on the old Taoist's sleeve, begging bitterly: "Master Taoist, you must save my son, I am willing to do whatever you say, as long as Please save my son, please!"

"Master Daoist, please help Brother Shen!" Liu Jingwen stood aside and watched Shen Xiaoyan, who had always been majestic and calm, lose his composure, feeling sour and begging for the unknown old man.

The old man Qiu on the side couldn't see it anymore, he put down the tea bowl in his hand with a 'bang', and Yin Yang said to the old Taoist: "I said, you old guy, you are very old, can you help me with a word?" Is it so embarrassing? Humph! Don't rely on the old to sell the old!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! You old man, this is the son of an old friend, will I not help?" The unknown old man glared at each other: "You have to help, I have to explain the ins and outs to him, and let him do a good job." You need to be mentally prepared, this is no joke!"

"Then you can explain clearly, why are you hesitating?" Old man Qiu refused to be outdone, and fought against each other.

Shen Xiaoyan understood that his son was not helpless, but the success rate was low, but as long as there was a glimmer of hope, he would not let go, "Master Daoist, just tell me, how to do it?"

"Well, I think you also know that we Taoists can change a certain feng shui and change a person's luck, but this is also limited. I don't know what your son's real fate is. There are different categories, so I have to meet your son face to face to make a decision."

"That's it, Taoist priest, are you willing to go to Beijing with me?" Shen Xiaoyan breathed a sigh of relief, as long as he is willing to save him, "My son is in the hospital again now, please... must save him. .." Saying that, Shen Xiaoyan's voice became choked up.No parent is willing to see their child lying sickly on the bed, even hopeless, Shen Xiaoyan is even more so.

If he had a choice, he would trade his life for his son's health, but God would not grant such a wish.Destiny is always so cruel. Could it be that he just watched him send a white-haired man to a black-haired man?

"Master Daoist, please save Xiao Mu!" Liu Jingwen persuaded, "Xiao Mu is a good boy and will definitely be the pillar of the country in the future. Daoist Master, there is a saying that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda Is it? You are a monk, and you have compassion in mind. Besides, this is the path your disciple pointed out to us, saying that we will definitely meet a noble person. We met you. Aren’t you our noble person? So you must save Save Xiao Mu!"

"Oh, okay, okay!" The old Taoist sighed, "But the ugly words come to the fore, if I can't save the old Taoist, I really won't give up!"

"Okay, okay, Taoist priest, as long as you are willing to save us, we will be grateful!" Shen Xiaoyan was overjoyed when he heard this, "Daozhang, when shall we set off?"

"The day after tomorrow!" The old man stroked his beard, "I can't throw my apprentice halfway, and I have to go back and pack my things before I can go with you."

"Master Daoist, we will prepare everything you need. We will pick you up in the car tomorrow..." Liu Jingwen asked Shen Xiaoyan before he could open his mouth. From his point of view, it was natural to leave early. Mu can also recover sooner.

"Oh? Then can you prepare my ancestral mahogany sword for me?" The old Taoist despises: "Young man, you have to have someone to eat, just like if you don't have a work permit, can you touch those corrupt officials? We Taoists If you go out to find the Yin and ask the way, you must be a guy with an ancestor or something, so I have to go back to the mountain for a while, as to whether you want to follow it is up to you!"

The old Taoist and Shen Xiaoyan had dinner, said goodbye to the old man Qiu, and rushed to the Taoist temple on the mountain in Xiawan Village overnight.

When I returned to my Taoist temple, I found that the lights were brightly lit.

The old Taoist opened the door and saw that his apprentice had already cleaned the house and washed the clothes.

"What kind of clothes do you wash at night?" The old Taoist hadn't seen his apprentice for many days, so he was naturally very happy to see him now, but what came out of his mouth was indeed reprimand.

Ling Feng was already used to his master's wrong words, but when he saw the three people following behind, a flash of clarity flashed in his eyes, and he guessed right.

When I saw this Shen Xiaoyan today, I felt that this person would meet me again, because his son's condition is very dangerous. With Shen Xiaoyan's family background, it is impossible to find a good doctor, but it is impossible to treat him, and his face is clear. He said that with the help of a noble person, he could treat his son, but to put it bluntly, the famous doctors in the whole HJ province are probably not comparable to the doctors in the capital, so who would be this noble person?He couldn't think of anyone else except Master Wuming Daoist.

"Little brother, we meet again!" Shen Xiaoyan was very happy to see Ling Feng, and he suddenly had a feeling that this was all fate.

Ling Feng's master was his father's savior, and Ling Feng got involved with him because of the corruption case. Ling Feng pointed the direction and found his nobleman, and that nobleman was an unknown Taoist priest.

"Well, Uncle Shen." Ling Feng smiled: "My master promised to save your son, right?!"

"Yes, what you said is absolutely correct!" Shen Xiaoyan gave a thumbs up, "We will go to Beijing the day after tomorrow."

"Oh." Ling Feng nodded lightly: "The day after tomorrow is suitable for going out, it is a good day."

"Doctor, what's the matter with my son? Can you tell me the truth, I accept it, really!" Zhou Hui's eyes were red, obviously she had cried again just now.

Xiao Mu fainted again and was admitted to the hospital for the ninth day. Now he even eats very little and has been sleeping all the time.Had it not been for the electrocardiogram, she would have thought her son was no longer breathing.

"Ms. Zhou, there is nothing we can do!" The top Chinese doctor in the capital also sighed: "I have never seen such a case. It is obvious that all organs are well developed, but why is there heart failure? I can also be cured, but there is nothing wrong with my heart, I really don't understand it!"

"Then is my son hopeless?" Zhou Hui clenched her fingers vigorously, her nails sank deep into her flesh and she didn't even know it. The only thing she cared about now was whether his son Shen Mu could be saved!

"Feel sorry!"

Zhou Hui stood up slowly and took a deep breath: "I understand, thank you, Doctor Jiang."

After leaving Dr. Jiang's office, Zhou Hui finally couldn't help crying.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?" A tall and handsome young man helped Zhou Hui to sit down: "Is it my brother's illness..."

"Hmm..." Zhou Hui cried bitterly in her son's arms, "My son..."

"Mom, my younger brother will be fine, we will definitely find someone to cure my younger brother!" Shen Yi comforted his mother while patting his mother on the back.

Zhou Hui has only two sons in total. The eldest son is already in his twenties and is a graduate student at Beijing University, while the youngest son, Shen Mu, is poor in size and health. He has been to many hospitals and doctors. I quit my job to take care of my son, but even with such careful care, my son's body is still breaking down day by day.

Even handed out a critical illness notice!

Zhou Hui felt dizzy from receiving this notice, but she couldn't collapse, she still had to take care of her son, even if her son really left, she would let him leave with a smile on her face, and she had to be stronger.

She couldn't even express her sadness in front of her father-in-law, and she couldn't make him frightened.

Shen Mu woke up, her mother was not there.

Shen Mu had an IV in his hand, and the sun shone in through the window, making it very warm.

When can we really live in the sun?That should be beautiful, right? !It's a pity that whether I can survive this year is a question!Shen Mu smiled wryly.

How could he not see his mother's red eye sockets every day?Now he is sleeping longer and longer, and even more and more powerless, and it is difficult to swallow food. He is not a fool, he knows that he will not live for too long.

He is not afraid of death. The only thing he is afraid of is the tears of his family. If he dies, grandpa, father, mother, brother, uncle and uncle will be very sad, right? !

Shen Mu secretly prayed that if he really left like this, he only hoped that they could keep their bodies, be safe and live a long life.

As soon as Shen Xiaoyan and his party arrived in Beijing, they received a call from his wife, and they were so anxious that they rushed to the hospital immediately after receiving the answer from the unknown old man.

The Wuming old man didn't care about the changes in Beijing, so he went directly to Shen Mu's ward with his apprentice.

Shen Mu had just been rescued and was finally out of danger, but hearing the faint sound of breathing, he knew the situation was not good.

Ling Feng and Lao Dao carefully observed Shen Mu's face, and they were all amazed, what a broad forehead, the appearance of a nobleman!However, the two sighed in unison again.

Such a noble appearance was not born at the right time, just like a phoenix in distress whose hair has been plucked, who can tell whether it is a phoenix or a wild bird?He couldn't fly, but he had a superior posture, standing out from the crowd, no wonder God would kill him as if he was a three-no population.

"Master Dao, is there anything you can do? Can the child be saved?" Shen Xiaoyan asked in a low voice.Zhou Hui covered her son with a quilt, and also carefully watched her husband talk to two Taoist priests, one old and one young.

"It's difficult!" The old man sighed, "Your son's life is too expensive, but it is a burden."

"Is there any way to save my son, Daoist?" Zhou Hui grabbed the old Daoist's sleeve and begged, "As long as I can save my son, I can do anything!"

"To tell you the truth, I can't do anything for the old Taoist!" The Wuming old Taoist sighed, "If it's an ordinary Jingui fate, I'll give him a feng shui circle, and slowly nourish it in it, maybe it can restore his original luck. But your son's fate The grid is too expensive, and none of the magic circles that the old Taoist knows can do it, so I really have no choice."

"Unless..." Just when Zhou Hui and Shen Xiaoyan were desperate, the old Taoist made a turning point and immediately attracted their attention, "What can I do? Daoist."

"Unless there is innate qi that nourishes your son's body every day, but that is almost impossible." The old man sighed, innate qi is an innate pure qi that comes from the mother's body. After the baby is born, this innate Qi will also disappear, how can there be?Even if there is, who can meet the physical needs of such a boy?This is almost impossible.

Ling Feng looked at Shen Mu on the hospital bed, there was obviously an 11-year-old boy, one year older than himself, but he looked only seven or eight years old, his eyes were closed tightly, so weak.

"Oh, it seems that we are also destined."; Ling Feng took out a feng shui mascot from his pocket and put it on Shen Mu's chest, "I hope you can feel better."

Ling Feng made a total of five feng shui mascots, one was given to Ma Yuanliang, and the other was given to Shen Mu, so there were only three left. Ling Feng sighed secretly, and had to buy jade again.