Medical mountains and rivers

These days, no matter rich or poor, old or young, no matter how big or small it is, they are used to asking people to look at them for peace of mind. Therefore, Yu Xia has established several so-called associations, and anyone who can be related to Feng Shui is included.

Xuannv's line is self-reliant orthodox, Wuxing and Heluo are secretly competing, and the form and style are hostile to each other.

What are the ancient survivors, encountering immortals and getting magic tricks, royal consecration... anyway, they are all a nest of snakes and rats!

Song Chengqing tore at the scorched bamboo worm with all his strength, thinking bitterly.

Fortunately, his luggage was not thrown away, otherwise he would really starve to death in the mountains.For more than a month, I have been living on wild fruit worms and a few catties of sweet potatoes, and I am grateful to catch a bird once in a while.

"Wait for me to kill..."

Song Chengqing fantasizes that he single-handedly kills all directions, frightens the feng shui masters to their knees and begs for mercy, there are a lot of gold, silver and jewels... but he doesn't know that there are people talking about him at this time.

Thousands of miles away in Fengjing, the middle-aged man was looking at the scene in the room through the glass door. After taking a deep breath, he turned and walked into the small living room downstairs.

When the people in the hall saw him walk in, they stopped discussing.

"How are you discussing?" The man sat down and asked expectantly.

"Ashamed, I am powerless."

The man got an unsatisfactory answer, his brows tightened even more, and he asked forcefully, "Is there really no other way?"

Everyone looked at each other and shook their heads in embarrassment.

The man was so angry that he stood up and pointed at them without any regard for friendship and asked them repeatedly: "You, you, and you! Don't you usually do everything with one hand? Why can't even cure a disease?!"

Zhou Zhongsong broke out in a cold sweat when he pointed at him, and hurriedly said: "Mr. Bai, be careful!"

"I can't wait for mortals, and I can't bear the four characters of reaching the sky with one hand."

Bai Ming said irritably, "Okay, I can't take it anymore, so tell me, who else has this ability!" Then he thought of his dying daughter lying on the bed, and couldn't help feeling depressed, "My Xinyan is only 20 years old! , how could she..."

Everyone also felt depressed.

Cultivate the Tao, the longer you practice, the more you will know. How can there be any immortality point in this world to become a fairy?What these people want is to live longer and more comfortably than ordinary people.

But how could the word comfort be so easy?

Therefore, it is necessary to develop power, gain both sides, and grasp the speed of making friends with the powerful.

As the saying goes, learn literary and martial arts, sell to the emperor's family.Although the emperor and old son are gone now, those high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen can be called half kings. If they work for them, this ability is not buried.

The Bai family is charitable and has always been on good terms with the Feng Shui Association. The owner's granddaughter is ill, so they can't sit idly by.

Li Shancai pondered and said: "If you talk about Tongtian, I can't compare with that one. Mr. Bai may ask him to give it a try."

Everyone here knows who he is referring to.

Bai Ming rubbed his brows, and said worriedly: "The old man asked someone to ask, but Mr. Tianjin—"

"but?"

"Oh, but he said that he is powerless!" Bo Ming was startled, seeing the changes in the faces of the people because of these words, he felt uncomfortable.

It's true that Tianzhu is powerful, but besides him, are all the idiots in this world? !

In the silence, an unknown person let out a long sigh, and said, "I heard that the person captured by the Yin family a few days ago was from the same sect as Mr. Tianjin... I don't know him..."

"What?!" Bai Ming was taken aback. As the youngest son of Patriarch Bai, he has always been obsessed with elegant art and rarely understands these things, but not understanding does not mean that he does not know what this sentence means.

The teacher went out of the same door. . . . . .

Maybe this person can save Xinyan.

Thinking of this, Bai Ming couldn't sit still, and asked eagerly, "Where is that person?"

"...I really don't know."

"I have to ask the Yin family for all the details."

Zhou Zhongsong listened to their left and right words, closed his mouth tightly and acted like a log.

In fact, everyone knows where Song Chengqingguan is. Rusty Mountain is Tianjin's private property. Now no one can figure out Tianjin's attitude, so naturally they are unwilling to hit it, and can only push it to the Yin family.

Bo Ming didn't know what their plans were, and even if he knew, he didn't care, and hurriedly ordered someone to tell the old man.

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"What did Yao'er learn today?"

"The teacher told an allusion about He Bo marrying a wife."

"I've learned this a long time ago! The big witch in the book is really ugly, but the elder brother and uncle are more beautiful!"

"Hahaha! Little sycophant."

"I'm not wrong!"

Uncle, don't you think so?Isn't it...uncle...uncle?

ahhh-

Song Chengqing woke up!

Moonlight poured into the grass window, watching him coldly.

Forget it.

Yes, don't think about it, haven't you lost your love a long time ago?

"What did you dream about?"

Song Chengqing froze and turned to look.

Tianzhu appeared from the darkness, with a snow-white complexion, quietly looking down at him.

"..."

So far, what can I say?

Song Chengqing just felt tired, "Brother, Master is dead."

"Since you left, he has been in poor health." Song Chengqing said slowly, falling into memories again. "...I went back once and found that he built a grave for himself. I hate this kind of joke, so I dug his grave."

Tianzhu looked at him with a complicated expression.

"You don't know how ugly his death is, it stinks and rots..."

"..."

The rainy night two years ago flashed through Song Chengqing's mind, and he couldn't help muttering: "I only have you as my relative." He pinched his palm, and changed the topic: "Brother, I don't know where you stand now, if you regret it at any time, just come and find me. I."

"Insanity."

"It's been six years since I've been away, but senior brother is used to being pursued, and he forgot what kind of temperament I am."

Song Chengqing finished laughing, and continued: "Let's talk about something serious." Taking a step back, he looked up and down, and finally his eyes stayed on Tian Jin's left hand, "Where did you get the smell, brother?"

"The Bai family, there is no solution."

Who is that?Song Chengqing was at a loss, but still grasped the point: "Then senior brother came to ask me for help?"

Tianjin nodded: "Wu Peng's technique, I am not as good as you."

Song Chengqing accepted his praise generously, and felt that he was lucky and able to travel around the world again, so that young master Yin must be going to die of anger now.

"Let's go."

Song Chengqing put away his things, and consciously closed the hand that held Tian Jin, that hand was as warm as jade and greasy as fat, and the thin calluses of his youth faded away, clearly showing the master's pampering over the years.

Song Chengqing felt the slight stiffness of intertwined knuckles, and asked doubtfully, "What's wrong?"

No one responded to him, only the sound of footsteps slowly sounding.

The two walked out of Rusty Mountain in silence, Song Chengqing held back his mouth several times, until the voices of people getting closer and closer interrupted his mood.

The hot hands slowly pulled away.

Song Chengqing opened his eyes, and saw two cars parked on the mountain road not far away, and several people standing beside them.

Well, it looks familiar...

Song Chengqing wanted to take a closer look, but unexpectedly, the gravel under his feet acted like a monster, sending him with his bag down the mountain, and he fell on the ground with a bang.

"Pooh!"

He was in a panic when someone lifted him from the ground, slapped the dust on his body roughly, and then dragged him to the car like a dead dog.

Song Chengqing sat on the ground, and saw the military boots of the people around him through the dim moonlight, but he couldn't see clearly if he looked up.

He slowly calmed down his heartbeat, and said: "If you are in a hurry to go to that Bai's house, huh... take it easy, I'm a little—"

"To shut up."

One of them raised his foot and stepped on his chest. The strength was not strong, but it was enough to make Song Chengqing remember the feeling of vomiting blood last time.

What the hell!

He couldn't help cursing, why is it Yin X again?

Yin Zhi made a phone call in the posture of stepping on him, and then ordered someone to put him in the car.He tried his best to look at the way he came through through the glass, but Tian Jin was nowhere to be seen.

After a while, Song Chengqing couldn't sit still.

"Young Master Yin." He was caught between two tall and burly men, forced a smile, and said to Yin Zhi in the co-pilot: "You better let me go, my life is cheap, I can't sit four wheel."

Yin Zhi didn't turn his head back, and reprimanded: "Hypocritical!"

The driver ignored Song Chengqing's protest, firmly followed Yin Zhi's order to "return to Fengjing", and the off-road vehicle galloped out!

Song Chengqing clutched the bag and started to vomit...

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Song Chengqing intends to open the window and rush all the way...

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Song Chengqing got out of the car and hugged a tree, and his pants were covered...

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After a turmoil, Song Chengqing's face turned pale and he was about to faint, Yin Zhi had no choice but to temporarily find a small three-wheeler to carry people, leaving all his subordinates behind, and then took a plane back to Fengjing.