"this..."
As soon as Xiang Jie left, the Xiang family around him left without the slightest bit of reluctance.
Feng Shui Taoism can be used to deceive people in other places, but they are the leaders of Jiangcheng, and they have worked hard to achieve their current status.
How can you believe in Feng Shui Taoism?
"Mr. Chen, don't be offended. The Xiang family has never believed in Feng Shui metaphysics." Song Tiancheng said quickly.
Chen Fan took a look, not to mention the Xiang family who didn't believe it, even half of the Song family had doubts on their faces.
Their distinguished guest from the Song family...is a Feng Shui master?
Many Song family members were puzzled, and suddenly the whole room was filled with whispers.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
"Isn't it enough for us to have my second uncle as a Feng Shui master? Why should we ask for another Feng Shui master?"
"Didn't the Second Master say that Feng Shui will become more and more popular as we get older? This man is about my age. How powerful can he be? How can he be regarded as a nobleman of my Song family?"
Chen Fan smiled calmly and didn't care about the words of the people around him.
To say that so many people don't believe in Feng Shui, his master has something to do with it.
After all, 99% of the Feng Shui masters in Daxia are involved in the sorcery involved in "Qing Ping Side".
At that time, the warlocks were dead and the Feng Shui masters were in hiding. Except for the occasional Feng Shui masters, most of the people were using Feng Shui to deceive people.
"Shut up!"
Song Tie scolded angrily.
Song Tiancheng's face turned ugly, "Mr. Chen, I'm so rude, please forgive me."
"It doesn't matter." Chen Fan shook his head slightly, "As for the leader of the Xiang family just now, I have something I want Mr. Song to convey to me."
Song Tiancheng cupped his hands and said, "Mr. Chen, just say whatever you want."
Song Tie's eyes lit up and he knew that Chen Fan must have seen something.
"The southeast is unfavorable and things are going awry."
Chen Fan said calmly, "If you want to keep your position as the leader of the dragon, you should put an end to all external matters immediately."
When Bai Yu heard this, he bit his lip slightly...
"Brother, someone needs to be sent to make the Xiang family take this sentence seriously." Song Tie thought for a while and said firmly.
Song Tiancheng nodded and looked at Song Baihao, "Baihao, go tell Xiang Jie what Mr. Chen said."
"...Yes." Song Baihao responded and could only bite the bullet and leave.
Let him get into trouble with the Xiang family... Oh, who said he did something wrong?
After they had had enough wine and food, Song Tiancheng introduced Chen Fan to the direct members of the Song family.
Then Song Baihao came back hesitantly.
"What happened to what Mr. Chen said?" Song Tiancheng asked calmly.
Once he saw Song Baihao like that, he couldn't get anything done.
"This...the Xiang family doesn't believe it." Song Baihao said bitterly.
"It doesn't matter whether they believe it or not." Chen Fan waved his hand, "The Xiang family just stood with you, which means I made an unnecessary show of affection."
"I just pay it back. Whether others listen or not is none of my business."
Hearing this, Bai Yu had hidden joy in his eyes, and Song Tiancheng stared at Chen Fan with even more admiration.
Song Baihao, on the other hand, muttered in his heart, "Tsk, he's just a Feng Shui master. I really don't believe that someone who is about the same age as me can be much better than my second master."
Now Song Tiancheng thought that he had achieved his goal of bringing the children of the Song family to meet Chen Fan, so as not to offend him when they meet in the future.
After chatting for a while, Chen Fan looked at the time.
"It's almost time. Let's go to Huaiyang Village."
Half an hour later.
The manager of Baiyu Hanting looked at the tidy Tianzihao box and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that these big shots are quite satisfied with the food today.
But he didn't understand why Chen Fan, who seemed so ordinary, was called a distinguished guest by the Song family.
But when he was about to ask someone to close the door, a square-looking man ran in in a panic.
"Me! I am the Xiang family! Xiang Changyun..."
"Where's Mr. Chen who's eating here!" Xiang Changyun looked at the empty Tianzi Hall and couldn't help but panic.
"Mr. Xiang, Mr. Chen and Mr. Song's family have been gone for half an hour." The manager shook his head.
"half an hour!"
Xiang Changyun staggered around and slapped himself in anger, "Oh! Why don't I believe Mr. Chen's words?"
...
Huaiyang Village.
Huaiyang Village at night is like the finishing touch in the beautiful scenery surrounded by mountains and rivers.
Currently, the only people in Huaiyang Village are Chen Fan and two brothers, Song Tiancheng and Song Tie.
Of course, there was also Song Baihao who was captured by Song Tiancheng to kill him.
"Senior Chen, what medium do you plan to use to change your fate?" Song Tie asked curiously.
Living lives can be exchanged, which is equivalent to a transaction between people, and what is lost is moral virtue.
But in the case of a dead person, his life no longer belongs to him, but to the Three Underground Divisions.
Touching the fate of a dead person is equivalent to touching the money of the Lord of Hell.
If there is not enough to make the ghosts greedy, I am afraid that the backlash in the future can be imagined.
"Bai Yu, give me the broken jade." Chen Fan stretched out his hand.
"Okay." Bai Yu didn't hesitate and immediately handed over the preserved jade fragments.
The half piece of jade pendant left by the master, even the Lord of Hell cannot bear this merit.
Chen Fan didn't explain much. He just put the broken jade into the blue and white porcelain water bowl and asked Song Tiancheng to squeeze out a few drops of blood from his fingertips.
"I am going to find Song Tiancheng's original destiny. I only need Mr. Song's blood essence and blood." Chen Fan said.
Song Baihao glanced at his mouth disdainfully, his face full of disbelief.
Can you still do something that even the second master can't do?
He only felt that Chen Fan, a Feng Shui master, could not even be considered superficial.
After just a moment, Chen Fan inserted a pair of chopsticks into the water and stood without support, as if they were inserted into thick porridge.
And a stream of black smoke spread along the water bowl to the standing wooden chopsticks, and gradually gathered into a human face...
"This! What is this!" Song Baihao sat down suddenly in fright.
