When Xu Lin and di Ping see Han Feilin and Song Qing following Wang Qian, they immediately make a sign in their eyes that another two feng shui masters are following Wang Qian.

The two feng shui masters are Xu Lin and di Ping.

Wang Qian doesn't care. He knows that the purpose of the two men is to supervise Song Qing and Han Feilin, so that they don't give advice to Wang Qian.

Just after crossing the stone, Wang Qian felt that the surrounding atmosphere was scattered. He took out his compass. As soon as the bloody compass was taken out, the compass pointer began to rotate rapidly.

Wang Qian also frowned when he felt the confusion of the atmosphere here.

Their car was just halfway up the mountain. As Wang Qian walked down the mountain, the more the compass pointer beat wildly. Finally, he came down to the bottom of the mountain. Wang Qian saw the ruined temple at the foot of the mountain.

"It's interesting." When Wang Qian saw the temple, he gave a smile and looked at some earth tombs facing the temple. There was a trace of thinking in Wang Qian's eyes.

"Master Wang, the tombstone of this tomb is facing the temple. Is it a big evil to the master?" At this time, Song Qing asked.

In the past, Song Qing also showed Feng Shui to people. He also saw this kind of tombstone only facing the feng shui of the temple. However, the temple was intact, not like the collapsed temple.

Wang Qian heard Song Qing's words and said with a smile: "master Song Qing, it has been recorded in Feng Shui books that as long as there is a temple in front of the tomb, the second child in the family is definitely a male. It must be the owner of the family who wants a male, so he points the tombstone of his own ancestral tomb to the temple. However, there may be too many tombstones in front of the temple, so he puts the tombstone to the temple The spirit of the temple is clean, and the temple has collapsed. "

Hearing Wang Qian's words, Song Qing also shakes his head, while the two feng shui masters who supervise Song Qing and Han Feilin show a color of thinking on their faces, and soon they are halfway up the mountain.

This place has been contracted by a rich man.

Looking at the tombstones around Wang Qian.

The family can solve this problem only by opening up a huge graveyard, and it's not just by opening up a huge graveyard.

Thinking of this, Wang Qian sighed. "It seems that some people don't get justice not only in life, but also after death."

"Master Wang, please point the acupoints!" Immediately a feng shui master said.

When Wang Qian heard what he said, he turned to look at him and gave him a light glance,

then, Wang Qian's eyes showed a touch of shock. Wang Qian's eyes were wide open and his eyes were wide open.

Standing beside Wang Qian, Song Qing and Han Feilin were puzzled: "Master Wang?"

And the feng shui master who Wang Qian looked at felt a kind of terrible pressure and felt a burst of muddled force.

"What are you doing?" The feng shui master watched Wang Qian warily.

However, Wang Qian pushed him away and turned to look at the temple. He found a figure standing on the top of the temple. The figure was wearing a shabby Taoist robe. The figure was nine points similar to the figure of a mad Taoist.

After two seconds, Wang Qian's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Master!" Wang Qian yelled, and then, regardless of the others, threw the compass on the ground.

All the feng shui masters were surprised to see that Wang Qian was like this.

"Is master Wang crazy? Haven't the acupoints been finished yet? How could you run down the mountain like crazy? " And Xu Lin and di Ping's eyes are also showing a trace of puzzled color.

Wang Qian just between a few ups and downs, has come to the foot of the mountain that dilapidated temple, temple tiles, roof scattered on the ground, where there is any mad Taoist figure.

However, Wang Qian refused to give up, looking for traces of the mad Taoist in the ruins.

"Here is Ming Ming, I see him clearly!" Wang Qian while looking for, mouth broken recite: "how can disappear? I can't be wrong! "

Wang Qian had confidence in his eyesight. At this time, Ji Xiangchuan also ran to Wang Qian and looked at him anxiously: "Wang Qian, what's the matter with you?"

"Did you see a gray haired Taoist in an old grey Taoist robe standing here just now?"

Ji Xiangchuan shook his head when he heard Wang Qian's words.

However, Wang Qian found a simple footprint on the ruins, just where he had just seen the mad Taoist.

When Wang Qian looked at the footprint, he was shocked.

"Master!" Wang Qian yelled. Wang Qian's voice echoed in the valley. Until Wang Qian's voice was hoarse, the mad Taoist did not appear again.

Listening to his echo reverberate in the valley, Wang Qian finally recovered a trace of calm.

"It seems necessary to go to the burial hill to see if my master's coffin is still there!" Wang Qian thought about it, then he got up from the original place and fell on the platform again.Finally calmed down, Wang Qian grabbed the red copper coin.

With a compass in his hand, the pointer on the compass could not give Wang Qian any guidance at all.

Seeing the compass, Wang Qian was a wry smile. It can be seen that the place Xu Lin picked was very tricky. There was no situation at all. The only thing he had was poor mountains and evil waters, and there was such a temple.

By the way!

Wang Qian thought of the temple, then looked in the direction of the temple, he turned the compass to the temple.

The hand of the compass didn't turn with it. Instead, it jumped faster.

"The crux of the problem lies in the temple?" Wang Qian closed his eyes.

"There are six auspicious places to bury gods and trees, one auspicious place for gods to meet ghosts and avoid ghosts, two auspicious places for Yin and Yang, two auspicious places for quilt, temple on the left, and three auspicious places for longqiyin mountain. There they are!" Wang Qian pointed to the mountain.

Bang! It's a big noise.

There was a hole in the mountain. The red copper coin was thrown by Wang Qian.

When Wang Qian goes back to the crowd, Xu Lin and di Ping are relieved to see that Wang Qian has finished the Fengshui cave.

Xu Lin immediately came out to preside over: "you feng shui masters, I have finished the Feng Shui contest with Master Wang Qian, Master Wang and master Di Ping. Please judge

Di Ping and Xu Lin take out the compass.

Other feng shui masters, like Xu Lin, took out their own Feng Shui compasses.

A group of feng shui masters walk in the valley with a compass. The atmosphere in the valley is still extremely disordered. The compass in each feng shui master's hand is beating. However, only Wang Qian's feng shui compass is spinning. Although other feng shui masters' compasses are jumping, they are not as sensitive as Wang Qian's.

Seeing this, Wang Qian's teeth are itching with hatred. If he didn't know some dragon searching and acupoint tapping methods, he would have lost a lot today just by using this compass.

All the feng shui masters went to the platform. Xu Lin quickly went to one of the semicircular platforms, and then gently took out his red copper money.

Some feng shui masters came forward, and the compass in their hands turned out to be strangely stable when they arrived at the copper coin.

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