Treasure Identifying Divine Eyes - Chapter 2227

After Chen Muning finished talking about “Feng Shui”, the Taoist said “eh”, as if by accident: “good boy, you really have some insight. Tell me where the dragon vein starts again…”

Dragon vein is a geomantic noun, which refers to the direction of mountains and rivers.

As a local master, Chen Muning couldn’t have been unaware of it. He immediately talked with confidence: “talent and stars, mountains and rivers. Looking up at the ruins of Niudou, you can see the arch transportation of stars. Looking down at the origin of Gangfu, you can know the origin of the plain. Mountains always start from Kunlun, and the valley leads to the eight poles of guzong branch. Therefore, the dragon vein starts from Kunlun…”

The Taoist couldn’t help praising: “what a young man, you know that the Dragon pulse originates from Kunlun, but it’s not your ignorance. I’m here to ask you, why did you tear down the gatehouse…”

“The gatehouse stands there well, which is the only way to attract money into the house. Isn’t it restless to tear it down…”

Lin Xi heard it. Although the Taoist priest knew he was wrong, he was still unreasonable. He immediately stood up and said, “the gate building is not well built and in disrepair for a long time. Naturally, it needs to be demolished and rebuilt. This is our business. What does it have to do with you…”

Lin Xi spoke unhurriedly, but he had an unquestionable bearing, which made the Taoist unable to argue.

But he didn’t pay attention to Lin Xi, but stared at Chen Muning and sneered: “you are eloquent and numerous. I think I’m not an opponent, but I have a word first. This door can’t be moved lightly, otherwise there will be a disaster of blood and light. If you don’t believe it, it will come true in the future…”

After a word, the Taoist turned and left. His big sleeve floated away. He walked very briskly and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

The big scar noticed the situation here and didn’t dare to dismantle the gatehouse any more. Instead, he looked at Chen Muning for instructions.

The Taoist priest’s words seemed to enter his heart.

What he fears most now is that there are ghosts, monsters and bloody disasters. His family has become like this and can’t stand any more tossing.

Lin Xi shook his head, but the old scabby head ended up today. It was caused by accumulation over time. It was not cold in a day, and he had never heard that anyone moved the geomantic omen of the homestead. In just three or five days, it would be bad for blood.

Moreover, no matter how you look at it, the Taoist priest is not like an expert who has not been predicted. On the contrary, he is very angry and jealous. It is obvious that he is unable to practice well and has committed greed, anger and infatuation.

There is no need to take such nonsense to heart.

Chen Muning has absolute confidence in himself and his family’s inheritance. He told Da Mang, “you can dismantle it. I’ll be there if something happens…”

With Chen Muning’s words, the big scar was relieved. He immediately summoned people and went up the slope to dismantle the gatehouse.

Xiao Min walked behind Lin Xi and gently reminded him, “boss, that Taoist is not a good man, and his skill is not shallow. Be careful that he does it secretly…”

In fact, Lin Xi also noticed that the Taoist had skills. After listening to Xiao Min’s reminder, he suddenly woke up – the Taoist was not warning, but threatening.

It’s interesting. It seems that the Taoist is not a good comer!

At this time, Dong Cuixia led an old man with a slightly rich appearance to come over from his house and introduced him to Chen Muning: “little immortal, this is uncle Ming, the elder with the highest generation in jianjiawan. He is 72 years old this year…”

Chen Muning did not dare to neglect and shouted, “Hello, uncle Ming…”

He nodded slightly, but Lin Xi didn’t.

It must have been too long. Uncle Ming couldn’t wait to let Dong Cuixia bring him here. Just let the mangy wife bring him here.

Uncle Ming looked at Chen Muning, smiled and praised him: “young man, the younger generation is terrible. You can make it clear at noon. I heard what people said back, good, good…”

Uncle Ming walked up to Chen Muning and patted him on the shoulder, as if looking at his younger generation, which flattered Chen Muning and quickly politely declined.

But at this moment, Chen Muning suddenly felt that there was a needle like pain from the place where Uncle Ming had patted his shoulder, as if he had been bitten by an insect. He quickly reached out and grabbed, but he didn’t catch anything.

The pain of acupuncture disappeared in an instant.

When Uncle Ming saw that he was unwell, he immediately apologized and said, “is my hand too heavy and hurt you? I’m so sorry. We old people can’t control it. We forget that today’s young people are spoiled and spoiled. Where’s the baby…”

Seeing that uncle Ming was so kind, Chen Muning was embarrassed and said shyly, “it’s okay, it’s okay. You don’t have to blame yourself. It may be my illusion. It has nothing to do with you…”

Lin Xi showed a different color. Uncle Ming was so weak that he just slapped Chen Muning twice. When he was young, wasn’t he able to pull up the mountain?

He even wondered if Uncle ming could take them into the mountain?

Chen Muning also had such doubts and said implicitly, “Uncle Ming, your old bones are inconvenient. Otherwise, tell us the place where people can be buried in the mountain. We can find it ourselves. I don’t bother you to go there in person, so as not to hurt your muscles and bones. We can’t afford it…”

Uncle Ming was not happy at once. He blew his beard and stared and said, “I’ve just turned 72 this month. How old am I? I’m really stronger than my strength and bones. I’m afraid you can’t compare with me…”

“In addition, the situation on Qixia mountain behind is very complicated. Even if I tell you the place, you may not be able to find it without me personally leading the way. If you don’t believe it, we’ll bet

Worried about offending the old man, Dong Cuixia flattered with a grin: “yes, we are hundreds of people in jianjiawan. You are old, knowledgeable and have seen the world. What you say is what you say…”

Old people are like children. After hearing a few good words, uncle Ming turned his anger into joy and didn’t laugh.

He slowed down his voice: “I’m old, but it’s more than enough to climb back and forth on Qixia mountain. Don’t believe it. Just a few days ago, during the Chinese new year, I climbed Shaohua mountain and went to Sanqing palace to worship God…”

After a pause, uncle Ming continued: “besides, Qixia ridge stretches for tens of miles. The roads are in disrepair and the vegetation is crisscross. Except for me, who is old and immortal, the descendants of the village have never been there…”

“If I hadn’t seen you come thousands of miles away and saved the life of little mangtou, I would have gone out of the mountain specially. If someone else, I wouldn’t even bird him…”

When it comes to excitement, uncle Ming dares to say anything. When he was young, he was also a man of temperament.

Chen Muning refused, but had to promise: “then uncle Lao Ming will show us the way in person…”