Zhuo Bufan hung up the phone and directly asked the driver to turn around and go to the grocery store to buy some blank talismans. This trip to Luo Bu Lake, they must be fully prepared.
After all, the treasure map was related to cultivators. They might encounter other cultivators or even stronger enemies. It was better to be prepared.
Talisman drawing was the most widespread among the southern Taoist priests. They all needed to draw talisman eyebrows, deity position, talisman legs and other complicated things. However, Zhuo Bufan directly used the laws of heaven and earth and used spiritual energy to draw talismans. Naturally, her speed was much faster than theirs.
…
In the Qin family, after Zhuo Bufan left, the Qin family quarreled with each other.
"Losing the big picture because of a small gamble. How can such a person take over the Qin family's business?"
"I don't feel at ease. I won't pay a single cent for this money."
Qinyuanshan looked at Qin Xu and Qin Yecang and said coldly: "This money, you guys figure it out yourselves. Or you can take out all your shares and leave the Qin family." After saying that, Qinyuanshan walked into the house.
"Second brother, you have angered father." Qin Mo shook his head and followed him in.
Qin Yecang was in a daze. Some were laughing at him, some were pitying him.
Qin Le looked at the mechanical watch on his wrist and said in a low voice: "It's not that easy to take our Qin family's money. If you find someone to kill him, would Qiu Sihai really dare to fall out with our Qin family for an irrelevant brat?"
After saying that, Qin Le turned around and walked out of the inner hall. "I still have a mission in the military region. I have to go back."
Hearing Qin Le's words, Qin Xu pondered for a moment: "It's impossible to give the money. Even if we kill that brat, Qiu Sihai won't risk his life to kill us for him."
"En. I'll find someone right away. " A fierce look flashed in Qin Yecang's eyes. "Even if you, Zhuo Bufan, are friends with Elder Long, if I kill you, he won't be able to find any evidence. He won't dare to do anything to our Qin family."
…
The next day.
Hong Kong tycoon Zhang Jun's mansion.
It was very lively today. Many businessmen in Xuzhou knew that Mrs. Talifa was sick, but they had invited many famous doctors, but it was useless. Someone had spread the news that the mansion's Feng Shui had made Mrs. Talifa sick.
Businessmen swarmed in and used all kinds of means to invite some Fengshui masters to Zhang Jun's mansion.
"Mr. Zhang, I invited Master Liu, the Fengshui Master from my hometown, Arbor Village. Let him take a look at Madam?"
"What Master Liu? Master Lu, who I invited from the south, is the real master. I saw with my own eyes how he made the scarecrow fly."
Everyone was arguing, but Zhang Jun was frowning, his face full of impatience.
Only Mrs. Talifa was wearing a white lace dress and a snow-white pearl necklace, which complemented her dark complexion. Behind her stood two Filipino maids.
A Filipino maid bent down and said in a low voice, "Madam, Mr. Zhuo from last time hasn't come yet."
Talifa frowned and remained silent.
At this moment, a Buick commercial sedan drove in from the entrance. A young man in a black suit jumped out of the car and quickly walked to the back seat before respectfully opening the door. A white-haired old man in a white robe walked out.
His temperament was ethereal, as if he was a half-immortal, and he instantly attracted everyone's attention.
"It's the eldest young master of the Chu Clan, Chu Yang?" Someone recognized the black-suited youth.
Chu Yang smiled and said respectfully, "Master Bian, this way please."
"Childe Chu, you are here." Zhang Jun blinked his eyes and immediately greeted him with a smile. He looked curiously at the old man beside him and asked, "Who is this Grandmaster?"
"Boss Zhang, let me introduce you. This is Master Bian, a famous Feng Shui master in Xuzhou." Chu Yang then looked at the old man and said, "Master Bian, this is Mr. Zhang, a wealthy businessman from Hong Kong. He invited you here today to take a look at his wife."
Master Bian only nodded lightly, looking like an elegant and noble person.
Zhang Jun was shocked. "I have long heard of Xuzhou's Master Bian's reputation. I heard that you are often the guest of honor of the mayor and the five major families."
"It's just an empty reputation." Master Bian said humbly, but he didn't even look at the Feng Shui masters standing at the side. He was very arrogant.
The other businessmen and Feng Shui masters were a little unhappy.
At this moment, a man and a woman walked in from outside. The woman was tall and faintly discernible. She was wearing a gray casual outfit. The man was young, but there was an eye-catching scar on his face.
In fact, the scar had slowly faded a lot. As long as Zhuo Bufan's cultivation improved, the scar on his face would disappear automatically.
"Miss Chu, Mister Zhuo." This time, Madam Talifa stood up and smiled.
"Mr. Zhang, Mrs. Talifa." Chu Xin greeted them politely. She frowned at Chu Yang and then looked at the old man. She said in surprise, "Mr. Bian."
"Ms. Chu." Master Bian nodded lightly.
Master Bian was very famous in Xuzhou. As long as one was born in a wealthy family, they would know him. Although they advocated the abolition of feudal superstition and believed in science, the richer one was, the more they believed in the so-called Feng Shui and Eight Diagrams.
Master Bian could not help but glance at Zhuo Bufan, and a trace of contempt flashed across her eyes.
He heard from Chu Yang that someone beside Chu Xin had found a problem with the mansion's Feng Shui. He thought it was an expert, but he didn't expect it to be a little kid.
"Since the masters are here, can you please take a look at our mansion's Feng Shui?" Mrs. Talifa suddenly said.
Hearing her words, the masters nodded. Some took out an Eight Diagrams mirror, some took out an old and cracked compass, and some took out copper coins to do divination. There were all kinds of things. Master Bian held an Eight Diagrams mirror in his hand. He stood on the spot and pinched his fingers as if he was calculating the heavenly secrets.
"Zhuo Bufan, we?" Chu Xin frowned when she saw that Zhuo Bufan had nothing in her hand.
In fact, she didn't really believe that Zhuo Bufan knew anything about Feng Shui. She probably said it in a hurry to delay the delivery time.
Zhuo Bufan glanced at the pond filled with lotus flowers and couldn't help but shake her head. A trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.
Chu Xin blinked her big bright eyes and said in a low voice, "Zhuo Bufan, I think you should forget about the Qin family's money. It's not that difficult to get their money, let alone one billion. I will help you deal with it. As long as you don't mention the money, I think the Qin family won't do anything."
"I've already given the Qin family a chance. Do they want to kill me? That's courting death," Zhuo Bufan snorted coldly.
"Why are you so stubborn? I really can't talk to you." Chu Xin stomped her feet angrily. Her pretty face was full of flirtatiousness.
As they spoke, Master Bian suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Heaven, Earth, Black, Yellow, North, South, East, West, Four Divine Beasts … This mansion's Feng Shui isn't good, but it's only because there's too much water and too much Yin Qi. In addition, Mrs. Talifa is a woman with Yin attributes, so her body isn't that good."
Hearing his words, Mrs. Talifa didn't comment.
Due to his reputation, the others naturally wouldn't speak first. However, an abrupt voice suddenly sounded, "Nonsense."
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