The last feng shui master

Chapter 206 Zhe Huaqiang

Zhe Huaqiang sneered and said, "You know who the talking person in our town is, Zhe Huaqiang. Do you know how many brothers our Zhe family has? Pull out hundreds of strong men."

Wu Zhen suddenly asked me: "Xiao Qi, why do you have a gunshot wound on your face?"

I said casually: "People who are drifting in the rivers and lakes will always be stabbed." Looking at Zhe Huaqiang's domineering look, I felt amused in my heart. Your horseman Ma Yan is not a simple guy. have ridden.

Zhehua said happily: "Who hasn't played with guns?"

In the town, Zhe’s surname sits in a large group, and those who can make money are made by people with Zhe’s surname. Lasha, brick factory and coal factory restaurants all have a share of everything. Even the vegetable market is also owned by people with Zhe’s surname. The name is domineering.Wu Zhen was in a dilemma. Zhe Huaqiang was the best of the younger generation of the Zhe family. He ran several underground casinos in Wenzhou and also operated several chicken shops.Of course, all of this is okay, after all, it is in Wenzhou.

But Zhe Dabiao, Zhe Huaqiang's second uncle, is the mayor of the town, and even the senior officials of the town have to give way.If Wu Zhen considers the trade-offs, if he wants to sit firmly in his position, he will definitely help Huaqiang, and I just saved his life at the beginning.

Wu Zhen made the following mediations based on the principle of turning big things into small things: first, Xiao Qi will bear the medical expenses of the injured Zhejia brother; .

After Wu Zhen said these words, he was afraid that I would jump up, so he quickly pulled aside: "Master Xiao, there is no way, there are so many people in the Zhe family, how many brothers does your family have, can you win the fight, if you can't win, Zhe Huaqiang just wants to save face for Ma Yan, so you just take a step back."

I nodded silently, Wu Zhen's judgment is correct, if I leave the town, my parents will stay at home with no one to take care of me, and there may be a group of rascals entangled.

Wu Zhen agreed to serve wine and apologize at the big hotel opened by Zhejia in the town on the 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

When it was dark, Zhe Huaqiang and I were released from the police station.

Zhe Huaqiang pointed to my forehead and said, "It doesn't matter what you do, when you get here, just lie down for me."

I am silent.

Ma Yan was sitting in the car waiting for Zhe Huaqiang at the door.

I snorted coldly, stopped a motorcycle and went back to the village. After crossing the bridge, the motorcycle master said: "It's better to bear with it. In the past few years, none of the people who have worked with the Zhe family have come to a good end. Do you know Leng Quanlong who settled down in the town?"

I nodded and asked, "What's the matter?" I remember that there was such a person, Leng Quanlong's wife was in our town, and the two opened a shop in the town. The master on the national road is resting, and Leng Quanlong has a cute little daughter. I met Chong Laowu in Leng Quanlong's hotel.

Mo's master said: "Zhe's family has taken a fancy to the business of Boss Leng's store. They want to buy it. It has not been negotiated. The health bureau goes seven or eight times a month. A few hooligans go in to eat and throw ants and flies into the soup. There is no way. Leng Quanlong transferred it at a low price, and moved away with his wife and children."

I couldn't help cursing: "Is this still a republic? Bandits run rampant and nobody cares?"

Mo's master said: "This is the Republic."

When it got dark, my father was fine.My mother has already started to complain, saying that she just needs to stay at home and wait for the New Year, and why go out to do some fun, now it’s all right.

Father sighed, I didn't mess with them.

Mother made a fuss for a while, and arranged meals for Yi Miao.At the dinner table, I told the solution of the police station, and my father was so angry that he said it was still a new China?

Yi Miao patted the table: "Yes, do you want me to beat that Zhe Huaqiang at night?"

I glanced at Yi Miao angrily.

Things have progressed to the present.Zhe Huaqiang fell into Ma Yan's deep cave, and wanted to trouble me, but unfortunately, he was hit by his father.

I found a lot of people, and the village party secretary also contacted, saying that it's okay to help me when I apologize for the wine.The police station has come forward, there should be no problem.

At twelve o'clock in the evening, I didn't think of the matter of bringing Lian Xiaoyao back.All the ghosts of the day have confused myself.The next day, the 27th of the twelfth lunar month.

I called Yi Miao and Lian Xiaoyao in, and told Yi Miao to hold his own mind, not to get mad and mess up his mind.

Yi Miao patted her chest and said, "Is there anything I can't keep my mind from?"

Lian Xiaoyao looked at me very puzzled.

I took out the wrapped picture scroll. This picture scroll was found in the old building. It appeared with the picture scroll at that time, and there was also the fragrant corpse Guo Furong. On the picture scroll was a classic beauty with a backless, high bun, beauty Turning the head and looking behind, many painters have drawn this kind of portrait of a beautiful woman turning her head back.

I made a thought at the time, and put away this scroll, and kept it for myself.

When the picture scroll was slowly opened, the beauties inside appeared vividly on the paper.

Yi Miao discovered the problem, and said to Lian Xiaoyao, "The people inside are just like you!"

The eyebrows of the woman on the picture scroll are slightly charming, with a touch of nobility.

But the Lian Xiaoyao in front of him is innocent with a hint of innocence, like a girl who just fell in love with Dou Chumeng.

Although the temperament of the person in the painting and the person in front of me are different, their faces are very similar.It seems that the small waist in front of me will become a mature woman in a short time after years of tempering.

Yi Miao's shock can be imagined.

Lian Xiaoyao didn't move his eyes from the painting, his mouth was slightly pursed, and his eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was also thinking about the connection.

I asked, "Yi Miao, where did you and Lian Xiaoyao meet?"

Yi Miao said: "A few months ago, I got off the car in Xiangyang and followed Hama Jing. I met you that time. Hama Jing fled south from Xiangyang, entered the ground of Jiangxi, and went all the way to Ganzhou in the south of Jiangxi."

"Isn't that going to Guangdong soon?"

Yi Miao said: "Yes. In Ganzhou, I caught a toad spirit who turned into an old lady. This toad spirit turned into a child, and I discovered it."

I interrupted Yi Miao: "Didn't you say you became an old lady? Why did you become a child?"

Yi Miao patted herself on the head: "It turned into an old lady. When I was in Ganzhou, after I caught the toad spirit, I was going back to Jiangcheng. I was walking, thinking that the flying centipede who died inexplicably was a Taoist priest from Sanqing Mountain. I just want to go to Sanqing Mountain to see it, and it should be an exchange. Those of you who don’t practice Taoism must not understand.”

After reading the picture scroll, Lian Xiaoyao asked, "Is there anything I don't understand? I met two Taoist priests who exchanged ideas on how to make money and how to raise women. Did you go to Sanqing Mountain to learn this?" Let’s go to learn about it.”

Yi Miao said solemnly: "Since Ji Ruyue is a Taoist priest in Sanqing Mountain, I went to inquire about his situation in order to protect the purity of our Taoist team."

I corrected him: "Daoist Yi, you are a Taoist priest at home."

Yi Miao's face darkened: "You guys are digging holes in me, I can't go on talking."

I gave Yi Miao good cigarettes, lit him myself, made another cup of hot tea and said with a smile, "Daoshi Yi, you old man, please give me a good explanation."

Sanqing Mountain is located at the junction of Yushan County and Shangrao Dexing City, Shangrao City, Jiangxi Province, China, and is the main peak of Huaiyu Mountain Range.It is named after Yujing, Yuxu and Yuhua "three steep peaks, like the Taoist Sanqing gods sitting on the top...".

During the Wei and Jin Dynasties of the Three Kingdoms, Taoist Ge Hong once set up a thatched hut in Sanqing Mountain to practice alchemy.The tradition of alchemy is very strong in Sanqing Mountain, and many people come here just to seek an elixir.

There is an ancient poem that reads: "On the two armpits, there are flowers growing in the wind, and I know that there are immortals in the world. There is still fire in the pill furnace without an owner, and the bead tree does not bloom by itself in spring. The stones line the jade shoots in the void, and the ground follows the high and low. Golden sand .Inscribing poems is for the sake of memory, so you can win, and the emerald cliffs are dyed with sunset clouds."

When Yi Miao finished packing up the toad essence, she set off from Ganzhou, arrived at Shangrao City, and arrived at the foot of Sanqing Mountain. Sanqing Mountain is a famous tourist attraction, and many people come here to see the scenery.

=November is also the season of falling leaves. Autumn harvests and winter storage. Autumn is the season of restraining breath and harvesting everything. The mountains are full of strange rocks and maple leaves. The weather is not too cold and there are many people.Among them, there are many ordinary people who have come here from thousands of miles to seek the way of seeking immortality, just to transcend their limited lives.

Everyone has the desire to live forever and become immortal.Detachment from the cycle of birth and death, avoiding the pain of cycle, has been like this for thousands of years.

The reincarnation plate of the Creator is too ruthless and too painful. Even I want to transcend the world and become a fairy.

After all, walking in the world, worrying about what to eat in the morning, worrying about what to eat at noon, and even worrying about what to eat in the afternoon, thinking about many, many questions without answers, will cause endless pain.

What a wonderful word it is to become immortal, enter another fairyland, and bid farewell to troubles from now on, and no longer have to suffer for a few thousand dollars.

But dreams are dreams after all.

It is the same as the other side of Buddhism.

How many people can reach that fairyland.Or after going through untold hardships and reaching the fairyland or the other shore, only to find that it is not as good as I imagined.

Yi Miao purposely made a backpack and put her golden silk whisk in it so that no one could see it. Following the believers, she entered the Sanqing Taoist Temple in Sanqing Mountain, paid homage to the Sanqing Patriarch, and then asked the Taoist priests in the temple. Let's talk about Ji Ruyue's situation.

The little Taoist didn't seem to know much about Ji Ruyue's situation, nor was he willing to talk about it.Yi Miao gave five yuan to the little Taoist priest: "I just want to find him to help me with a ritual. My deceased grandfather entrusted me with a dream. I must find Taoist priest Ji Ruyue to help him with this ritual. of."

The little Taoist took five yuan, thinking that the next time he went down the mountain, he could go to a website called 1024 in the Internet cafe at the foot of the mountain, watch two good movies, and agreed to come down with full satisfaction.

Yi Miao asked for a long time, but found that what the little Taoist said was irrelevant, and An An didn't know what to say.Yi Miao regretted it for a while. A little Taoist priest actually told lies for five yuan. It really shouldn't be. Such a Taoist priest should be sent to the film crew to play eunuchs.

Too spineless, for five yuan, no matter how you say it, it should be about six yuan.

When Yi Miao was disappointed, a middle-aged Taoist priest walked out of the Taoist temple, with thick black nose hair protruding from his nose. He was wearing a hat and a loose Taoist robe. Here comes the chat message.

The middle-aged Taoist priest has been busy playing Weibo recently, and his eyes are still a little red. Looking at Yi Miao standing in front of him, he is a little confused, but his eyesight is not bad, and he can see that the upright end of Yi Miao's backpack should be a whisk.

Quickly put Yi Miao Qingdao into the back hall where tourists are prohibited from walking around, and entered the quiet room behind, where a small alchemy furnace can still be seen.Yi Miao invited the golden silk whisk out.The middle-aged Taoist got up quickly and said that this golden silk whisk must have been used by a Taoist.

The middle-aged Taoist himself declared his Dharma name Zhenyangzi, and his name was Cao Qinghua.Yi Miao gave her name and said that she was cultivating Taoism in Wudang, and now she was ordered by her teacher to go down the mountain for the purpose of eliminating demons and defending Taoism. Some time ago, she dealt with six toad spirits and took care of a white tiger spirit.

Zhenyangzi quickly gave a thumbs up, praising Wudang Taoist priests for their greatness.The two touted each other for three hours.Yi Miao took out 3000 yuan and asked about Ji Ruyue, the flying centipede.

(End of this chapter)