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This kid has never taken these things seriously, he is fine on weekdays, but today in front of Changchun Guan Gao, he Fang Yizheng can't afford to lose this person.

Layman Haiyuan stopped Fang Yizheng's scolding, and said coldly: "What's your opinion, this kid?"

"It's not a high opinion..." Duan Huichuan shook his head lightly, and sighed, "The inner wisdom of this golden dragon is already dissipating, and if it is diverted like this, it will be completely dissipated."

"Ignorant and fearless!" Haiyuan Layman snorted, decided to ignore the two juniors, turned around and continued talking with Fang Yizheng.

Fang Jun hesitated and beeped softly: "But Haiyuan Layman is a recluse expert in Changchun Temple, so it shouldn't be wrong, right?"

Duan Huichuan shrugged, showing no blind obedience to "authoritative" people.

These days, in the field of metaphysics, whoever has some real skills, how many of them are really indifferent to fame and wealth and go to live in seclusion?

After all, it is related to his own Fengshui. Fang Jun originally scoffed at the monsters and ghosts of Fengshui metaphysics, but with the experience of the Fox Fairy Temple, he has now become a loyal believer of Duan Huichuan.

"In your opinion, how should this situation be changed?"

Duan Huichuan has observed in detail the aura and direction of the entire corridor. He watched the busy servants and the Feng Shui bureau that was about to take shape, thoughtful:

"It's right to remove the excess copper coins, but you can't hang the copper coins on the roof. The golden dragon is already overwhelmed. It may be counterproductive to press a seven-star arched moon on top of its head. Without applying pressure, it can not only help the eyes of the formation to carry excess aura, but also guide the aura to flow to the eyes of the formation."

Bai Jian nodded half-understood. Seeing that everyone was about to finish the work, Fang Jun raised his voice slightly anxiously: "What exactly should I do?"

"Warming up the inspiration is easy, I can just draw the talisman. As for the copper coin..." Duan Huichuan pondered for a moment, then smiled slightly: "Do you know the copper coin carp? Use copper coins as scales."

"Carp..." Fang Jun was stunned, and immediately realized: "Carp leaping over the dragon's gate?!"

He didn't control the volume in a moment of excitement, which attracted everyone's attention.

"What is Leaping over the Dragon's Gate?" Layman Haiyuan frowned and repeated. He looked up again to check his new Feng Shui bureau, and felt that there was nothing wrong with it.

Although the copper coin carp is also an eye-catching idea, he absolutely doesn't want to admit that it came from the mouth of a brat who was reprimanded by him just now.

"Young man, even if you have a little talent, you have to be down-to-earth. Don't always think about being in the limelight. If you aim too high, you will fall badly." Haiyuan layman was very displeased, "I have taught you just now, and the swaying of ideas is just an illusion. You can spend copper coins again." There is no use for carp to guide the gathering of spiritual energy! Although I don’t know where your teacher came from, if my disciple was so grandstanding, I would have driven him back and thought about it behind closed doors a long time ago!”

While the few people were talking, the servants had already set up the improved Feng Shui bureau exactly according to the words of Layman Haiyuan.

At the moment when the renovation was completely completed, there seemed to be an indiscernible sound of tides.

Fang Yizheng focused his attention on the golden dragon in the pool, so naturally he didn't miss the voice that seemed to be there, and immediately flushed with excitement, he laughed loudly: "The layman is really a nobleman of our Fang family!"

Haiyuan Layman saw the effect of the formation, he couldn't help smiling and stroking his beard. He was about to say a few words of humility, but suddenly there was a sudden change——

The copper coins hanging from the top capped and hung automatically without wind, and when they collided together, they made a crisp and pleasant sound. The five-clawed golden dragon that was standing firmly in the center of the pool swayed as if it was drunk!

Then the magnitude of the shaking became bigger and bigger, but no one could feel the trace of the earthquake at all.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Jinlong fell headfirst to the ground with a "boom", and the remaining copper coins in the pool were also thrown out several times, and one of them almost hit the head of the nearest layman Haiyuan.

"How to do things? The magic weapon is not stable?!"

Everyone was shocked, and the steward hurriedly asked someone to help the golden dragon up and put it back in the pool. Unexpectedly, this thing seemed to be manipulated by some invisible big hand, and it fell to the side again. !

"This—what's going on?!" Fang Yizheng was so frightened that he turned his head to look anxiously at Haiyuan Layman.

The latter was full of disbelief, and muttered to himself: "Impossible, my judgment has never been wrong."

He suddenly turned his head, pointing his thin fingers at Duan Huichuan who was watching coldly in the crowd, he was so angry that he blew his beard and stared: "You! Did you do something behind the old man's back?!"

Duan Huichuan couldn't help but rolled his eyes. Although it was uncomfortable to be slapped in the face on the spot, he couldn't use empty teeth to wrong someone.

He plucked his ears helplessly: "Mr., if I really want to do something wrong, I will do it openly, and I don't need to carry you behind my back."

"You—!" Layman Haiyuan was choked for a moment and couldn't speak.

Fang Jun nodded in agreement: "Master Duan is right, Dad, why don't you try his method? Don't you always teach me to practice true knowledge?"

Eh?No, this is obviously a problem with the Feng Shui Bureau of his family, what is he doing secretly?

Fang Yizheng calmed down from his anger and panic, and took a deep look at Duan Huichuan. He remembered this man's face, of course not because of his handsome appearance, but because he seemed to always look at the man's face every time he encountered weird things. With him present.

Whether it was the matter of the black stone in the mine a few years ago, or the matter of the Tang family's father and daughter, or today, how could he not be suspicious?

Fang Yizheng did not express the doubts in his heart, but said to Duan Huichuan gently: "Mr. Duan, according to your statement, you seem to know why Jinlong can't stand? If you can explain why, I will Let's give it a try."

In front of the Haiyuan Layman of Changchun Temple, if this person dares to talk nonsense, he will be invited out at worst.Fang Yizheng thought to himself.

Layman Haiyuan also looked at him coldly, as long as he could not tell that he was ugly, he would definitely teach his master a lesson for this ignorant brat!

"I've said it just now." Duan Huichuan shook his head, "It's the golden dragon's own inspiration that is dissipating, not an illusion of overflowing. Although the Seven Stars Gongyue Formation is good, but because there is no right medicine, the aura conflicts, of course it's counterproductive .”

"False!" Haiyuan layman sneered, "You mean, my decades of experience are not as good as you, a fledgling boy, just take a look at it?"

Fang Yizheng quickly smoothed things over: "Don't be angry, Layman. Since Mr. Duan said so, there must be a solution, right?"

Duan Huichuan has no intention of arguing with them, and speaking with facts is the most beneficial debate.

Without pretending to be modest, he nodded immediately: "I do have a method to try, but I need a writing brush. Also, remove the copper coin curtain on the top."

"Brush? Are you going to draw a spell? Just a pen is enough? Don't you need cinnabar grinding and talisman paper?" Fang Yizheng was a little confused about his request.

"Pen?" Fang Jun's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly took out the Jiaofenglang brush as if offering a treasure, "I have it! Master Duan, do you think it can be used?"

Duan Huichuan took the pen and sensed it briefly. If there is a trace of spiritual energy lingering and gathering in every hair of the pen tip, it can ensure that every ounce of strength is blessed in writing. He couldn't help but admire: "It's a good pen."

Fang Jun got a compliment from him, and smiled flatteringly: "It's good that you can use it."

Fang Yizheng's expression became more and more weird. Didn't his son always look down on this kind of "Warlock"?Why did you switch sex today?Could it be that he was given some ecstasy soup?

Layman Haiyuan spoke slowly: "Don't blame the old man for not reminding you in advance, if you can't practice golden dragons, if you can't practice well, you will add some inappropriate array spells, which will damage the magic weapon at least, or even bite yourself back. body."

Hearing what he said, Fang Yizheng couldn't help hesitating a bit, if Duan failed to return to Sichuan, wouldn't it be that he destroyed his magic weapon of the town house?

Duan Huichuan just smiled back at this, and Jiao Fenglang twirled nimbly between his fingers. Without any hesitation, he came out without hesitation, and stood by the copper coin pool where the golden dragon had been resettled. He took out a glass vial containing a light red liquid from his pocket.

Seeing that he didn't even have cinnabar and talisman paper, Fang Yizheng felt more and more inappropriate, and gently persuaded him: "Mr. Duan, do you want to think about it... huh?"

Everyone exclaimed in unison!

I saw Lang Hao lightly dipped a drop of water into the bottle, and the tip of the pen landed on the dragon's head in a blink of an eye. Duan Huichuan waved a very simple talisman and wrote it in one go. Strong self-confidence, as if drawing a spell that is enough to bring the magic weapon back to life, is just a trivial matter.

The last two strokes were touched on the golden dragon's eyes, and in an instant a golden light shot up into the sky, which was so fast that it was almost impossible to catch it with the naked eye, and then dissipated into the air, leaving only a faint long roar of the dragon's chant, passing by the ear, waiting Listen carefully, but can't hear anything.

But even if it was an auditory hallucination, it wouldn't be possible for everyone to hallucinate at the same time, right?

Was that a real dragon just now?Or is it an illusion brought about by blindfolding?

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay. In the shocking silence, everyone's eyes on Duan Huichuan changed.

Only Layman Haiyuan showed shock and disbelief.

But no matter how many words and rumors there are, they are pale. At this moment, only the iron-like facts are in front of us, which are more convincing than any eloquence, and make people feel awe and admiration from the bottom of their hearts.

Uh... It seems that there is too much movement?

Duan Huichuan felt a bit heartbroken, was it worthwhile to waste a drop of precious blood for a half-dead dragon?Although that drop of blood is diluted.

In his field of vision, the golden dragon's nearly collapsed spirituality frantically devoured the surrounding spiritual energy like a sea of ​​rivers, supplemented its own consumption, and almost sucked up all the golden wealth flowing in the room.

"After the copper coins are disassembled, use the coins as scales to make copper coin carps, and stick them on the wall, no more than three."

Duan Huichuan's words brought back Fang Yizheng's mind in a trance, he quickly woke up, and patted the butler who was still in a daze on the shoulder, signaling him to do as soon as possible.

The latter's face turned pale. He never expected that the young master's friend brought back turned out to be a capable big shot. Remembering all the neglect before, the butler wiped the sweat from his forehead, and hurried down to give instructions.

Three copper coin carp hovering on the wall of the pool swim freely like fish entering the water, as if they can jump up and jump over the faucet at any time.

He looked at the golden dragon that was becoming more and more powerful, and then looked at the expressions of Duan Huichuan and Haiyuan Layman one by one, his face was flushed like drunk, and his voice trembled: "Master Duan, Master Duan, this is enough ?”

"Don't worry, I just added a seal on the eye of the formation to prevent the spirit from escaping. The copper coin carp guides the gathering of spirit energy. In the future, you only need to worry about the lack of spirit energy, and don't worry about not being able to swallow it." Duan Huichuan pointed to the corridor full of walls. Treasure collection, smiled reservedly, "If Fang Dong likes it, he can continue to add the collection you want."

"Okay, okay! It's really thanks to Master Duan!" Fang Yizheng really deserved to be a veteran of the business world, and his inconsistent attitude did not make people feel uncomfortable at all, but seemed very sincere.

He also didn't neglect the embarrassing Haiyuan layman who was forgotten on the side, and gave both parties a step down, which is what the master who asks for others should do: "Layman, take a look, is there any merit in Master Duan's method?" ?”

Layman Haiyuan did not go to see Duan Huichuan, but carefully observed the changes brought about by the new Fengshui Bureau, and after a long time slowly shook his head and softened his tone: "It seems that the waves behind the Yangtze River are indeed pushing the waves ahead. It’s the old man who missed it.”

Fang Yizheng let out a long sigh of relief, he was afraid that a self-respecting master like Haiyuan would be stubborn and lose face, and delay the important affairs of the ancestral hall, but fortunately, his worries were unnecessary.

In fact, only Layman Haiyuan knew in his heart that he couldn't do Duan Huichuanlu's move just now, so he had to admit defeat.

I am afraid that only a great master like Guanzhu possesses such an ability to lift weights with ease.

Fortunately, there are laymen around who can't see the way, Haiyuan layman secretly rejoiced, secretly glanced at Duan Huichuan, and became more and more puzzled, where did this guy come from?Why haven't you heard of it before?

After everyone visited Fang's manor with their own thoughts, Fang Yizheng changed his attitude of being negligent towards Duan Huichuan and became extremely warm.

Although he didn't know the shock in Haiyuan layman's heart, in his opinion, Duan Huichuan, who was only in his twenties and had the strength not to lose to Master Changchun Guan, was obviously more worth investing in.

I didn't expect that my son who was so arrogant and spoiled would have such a long-term vision. What a surprise.

The dinner was originally set up for Haiyuan Layman to meet the wind, but the housekeeper cleverly changed it to a family banquet. Fang Yizheng sat in the main seat, Haiyuan Layman and Duan Huichuan sat on both sides, and Fang's nephew and nephew accompanied the table.

This time around the ancestral hall, Fang Yizheng specially invited Haiyuan Layman to sit in the township. Unexpectedly, his son did not understand the rules and made a way back to Sichuan. Especially after seeing this method, Fang Yizheng was in a dilemma.

According to the rules, one thing does not work, two masters, but Duan Huichuan is thick-skinned and has no intention of giving up the entrustment. As for Haiyuan Layman, it seems that he has been immersed in the trance of being beaten by his juniors, and it would be too embarrassing to leave in such a disheartened way. , but also violated the promise to the subject.

So this welcoming family banquet went on smoothly in strange harmony.

After drinking for three rounds, Fang Yizheng pondered for a while, and finally changed the topic to the business.

"Actually, inviting the two of you to come here today is a major event related to our family's fortune." Fang Yizheng put down his chopsticks and spoke slowly, and everyone quieted down. The younger generations only knew a little bit about it. , I don’t know much about it, I immediately put down the bowls and chopsticks, pricked up my ears and focused on it.

Duan Huichuan made an expression of listening, Haiyuan layman nodded slightly: "Dong Fang mentioned the ancestral hall Dragon Cave before, but is it about the ancestral tomb of the Fang family?"

"The layman is really clever." Fang Yizheng said flatteringly, and then slowly smiled bitterly, "The ancestors of our Fang family are from Shanxi, and they originally made their fortunes from coal mines. In the past, my father believed in Fengshui theory and found a place to lean on. The Fengshui treasure land near the water, to relocate the ancestral grave, he originally wanted to buy the surrounding area of ​​the land, but unexpectedly, at this time, someone suddenly crossed the line."

Duan Huichuan raised his eyebrows: "Who is so unkind, even robbing the graveyard?"

Fang Yizheng glanced at him strangely, and said slowly, "It's really a coincidence, the family that robbed the land has the same surname as Mr. Duan."

"...Oh?" Duan Huichuan paused slightly with the hand holding the chopsticks.

Shouldn't it be-

Fang Yizheng didn't notice his strangeness, and continued:

"Duan's Group is a well-known real estate group in China. After robbing my father's land, it has extended its tentacles to a wider area in recent years. At that time, my father was unwilling to bow his head, but the other party was powerful, so he had no choice but to endure it. The dragon's lair was given to the Duan family for free, but who knows, after more than ten years, the Duan family has come to make trouble for the land of the ancestral grave!"

Layman Haiyuan pondered: "What kind of geomantic omen land can cause your two families to fight endlessly?"

Speaking of the treasure land that his father was looking for, Fang Yi showed a little complacency on the front: "The best Fengshui treasure must be on the dragon veins. Since ancient times, which emperors, generals and ministers have spent more than ten years or even longer to search for dragon veins all over the world. , Build an imperial mausoleum for yourself? But for thousands of years, there are very few dragon veins that have not been discovered, and those who cannot be moved to the grave are removed, and the rest can be encountered but not sought after."

Duan Huichuan didn't interrupt, since he knew that the Fang family was going to fight the Duan family, he just ate without interest.

Although he didn't deliberately shy away from his father's family, he was not at all interested in meeting people he didn't want to meet.

Could it be that this big commission is just given up?It's not his style either.

Wealth-gathering stone, wealth-gathering stone, can't you gather money in a simple and rough way, such as letting him win 500 million or something?

He was wandering in this room, Fang Yizheng had already opened up the chatterbox endlessly, full of resentment and anger, he almost started scolding directly, probably because of the dispute over the land of his ancestral burial, he was often angry with the Duan family.

"So." Haiyuan Layman said with a smile, "Your father actually found a land of dragon veins back then? But although the dragon veins are good, the Duan family has a great career, so it's not enough to tear yourself apart with you because of this, right?"

"Hehe, of course it's not that simple." Fang Yizheng recalled all the grievances and grievances surrounding this land in the past, and sighed, "If it's an ordinary dragon vein, it's fine. ?”

"Oh?!" Layman Haiyuan's complexion changed, and an abnormal blush appeared on his cheeks. He was shocked and confirmed again and again, "Could it be the place where the two dragons meet?"

Fang Yizheng smiled but said nothing, he only said that he would know at a glance tomorrow.

That night.

Fang Jun thoughtfully arranged for Duan Huichuan a bedroom next to his own, and Bai Jian was sent to the other side far away.

It's a pity that Young Master Fang was waiting in the room, and the expected evening conversation did not come. When he wanted to knock on the door, the lights inside had already been turned off.

The quiet night buries all the unspeakable secrets deep in the darkness.

Duan Huichuan lay tossing and turning in the big soft bed, he stared at the dark ceiling out of focus with his eyes open, as if he was not looking at anything.

The moonlight quietly flowed into the room, and he scooped up a handful of it in boredom, staining his fingers as pale as frost.

The Duan family, this scar that has not been mentioned for many years, was unexpectedly uncovered.

Over the years, he kept a low profile to earn money to treat illnesses and take care of his younger brother. He was willing to be a little-known little assistant for Zhang Pan. exposed to people.

I thought that many past events had passed, but I didn't expect that they still linger like a gangrene, which is really ridiculous.

He called Xu Chen during dinner, he was not going home tonight, and asked him to stay at a classmate's house, he should have rested by now.

Duan Huichuan fumbled for his phone, and suddenly found a new text message on it.

"Did I go to bed so early today? Is it because I felt uncomfortable in the mirror yesterday?" ——Yan Yijun.

The time is eight o'clock.Duan Huichuan remembered that there was no one in the office tonight, so the lights were not turned on.

He thought that after that embarrassing abruptness, Yan Yijun would try his best to avoid meeting him, but he didn't expect... to be thinking about him all the time?Don't worry about not turning on the lights at home.

Duan Huichuan found that he couldn't understand this guy more and more. He frowned and stared at the phone screen in a daze. He read this line of small black words several times, but he didn't see any flowers.

What does Yan Yijun mean?Or to put it another way—is there any meaning to yourself?

Duan Huichuan suddenly had the urge to ask him if he was so considerate and caring for every neighbor?

He didn't change his face when he was clearly beyond ordinary people's ability, and he didn't pay any attention to him.

But he finally restrained this impulse, hesitated, and typed a few words: No, I'm not at home.

Just as I was about to send it, I felt it was inappropriate. It would be too indifferent to reply in such a Braille way when someone cares so much about you.

So I pressed the delete key to delete them all, and continued to type: I'm fine, everything is fine, I'm not home tonight, thank you for your concern, there are no more problems with you, right?Plus, the wine was delicious.

Hmm... It seems too formulaic, without any sincerity of thanks, like begging for a drink again, no good.

Duan Huichuan mulled over every word for a long time, edited several articles over and over again, and finally buried his head in the pillow with a frantic expression, wasn't it just a message?Why is it so difficult!

In a rage, he decided to reply simply and rudely: I think you are worrying too much, this little thing has no effect on me...

Unexpectedly, after only typing three words, he slipped his hand and touched the send button!

Wait - what did he just send out? !

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