Luo Bang looked at Roger. He had grown so much older after only a few days. He looked at his suit, Rolex on his wrist, and the black Bentley. He felt a lot of irritability in his heart. They were all smoke from the ancestral grave. Why did he only bless him?

Thinking of this, Luo Bang winked at Luo Bingrun's brothers. Luo Bingrun showed a glorious expression and took Roger to the clan ancestral hall. There were tables inside, and tablets were enshrined on the tables. Roger looked at the tablets, twisted the incense, and bowed to the three. For a moment, sadness arose, with tears in his eyes.

After waiting for a while, the group sat in the side hall. Before Roger could speak, the aggressive Luo Bingrun jumped out first and said to Luo Bang and Roger: "We do not agree. Anyone with a discerning eye can see clearly. If you move, it's nothing to let the grandpa's family change the Feng Shui? Won't you move something that shouldn't have to move to us?"

Luo Bingrun said in an unyin and yang manner: "Our lineage does not have the luck of Grandpa Jie, and there is no blessing to be saved."

As Luo Bingrun said this, the brothers around him showed horror on their faces. Think about it carefully, it would be a matter of whether they move Feng Shui and change their luck, their good days will come to an end.

So they all looked at Roger and shook their heads, and at the same time said they disagree with Luo Bang. The crowd was excited, and even Luo Bang, who was always strong, was powerless. He looked at Roger helplessly and said, "Brother Jie, you see that this matter makes it difficult for me to be the younger generation, this...hey."

Roger watched coldly. If he hadn't been prepared for his thoughts, he might have believed Luo Bang. Now it looks more like a deliberate double act, with red faces and white faces singing in turn, a group of bastards with dark hearts. When he turned around, he saw Xuan Qi nodding and signaling. Roger pressed his hand down and waited for the hustle and bustle to return to silence, Roger said: "Since that's the case, then I won't move. I'll move all my lineage..."

The stone stirred up a thousand layers of waves. Luo Bingrun was stunned. His facial features wrinkled together, as if he had a punch in the gap. He had the strength but had no place to use it. He seemed that after opening his mouth, a big green-headed fly suddenly flew in. He couldn't spit it out for a while and could not swallow it.

After finally waiting for this opportunity, he thought he could slaughter Roger with a harsh knife. Not to mention asking him to have half of his net worth, he could at least blackmail him for eight million. But who could have thought that when things really came to this point, Roger did not play according to normal logic, which made the Luo family, who were sharpening their knives, stunned.

After a while of silence, Luo Bang breathed a sigh of relief and scolded the children and grandchildren around him: "You bastards." He cursed at Roger: "Brother Jie, have you really made up your mind?" Looking at Roger's twitching head, Luo Bang's face turned rough: "You can't write two words Luo, and the same clan should be buried together. How can you, Yu Xin, take a break from the clan?" He said as a clan leader: "As long as I am in power for one day, I will not allow you to do this."

The singer who was not allowed to change Feng Shui, while the singer who was not allowed to go. This blocked Roger's retreat and made the situation stalemate. The Luo family's lineage sharpened their swords and did not release some blood from Roger, they would not give up.

With the evil intention of righteousness, Roger was so angry that he shivered. Shameless, shameless, but helpless. For a moment, he was in a stalemate, which made Roger not know what to do, so he turned his head and looked at Xuan Qi again.

Dealing with shameless people is more shameless than them. Xuan Qi already knew the greed aura on them. Looking at the greedy faces of these people, a stream of evil aura rose in Xuan Qi's heart. His eyes narrowed slightly, and his heart was full of unhappiness. But he could not show it. After seeing Roger's eyes asking for help, Xuan Qi stood up and said, "A bunch of idiots, the disaster is coming, and he is still sticking to that ancestral property."

"Who are you? What do you mean?" Luo Bingrun looked at Xuan Qi who suddenly stood up, and his eyes showed a bad light. People like to seek good luck and avoid bad luck and listen to good luck. It was like walking on the street. Suddenly, someone came out, pointing to his nose and said that you have a blood disaster. If you have a good temper, you will stare at them. If you have a bad temper, you will swing your big ears and start sucking.

Xuan Qi is now the annoying character. Luo Bang frowned: "Xuan Qi, Mr. Xuan, what do you mean by saying this?"

When Luo Bang first saw Xuan Qi, he didn't trust him. How many young Feng Shui masters have? Anyway, he didn't care. He heard that Xuan Qi was talking nonsense and was still in trouble, so he was naturally unhappy and looked a little angry on his face.

"I said you are about to be in trouble." A glimmer of light rose from Xuan Qi's body, his eyes shining like gems: "The Luo family's ancestral tomb was tampered with, and after three minutes of the year, disaster will come...

"Where are the big liars coming from? Looking for a slap?" Luo Bingrun jumped over, raised his big hand and slapped Xuan Qi's face.

Xuan Qi took a step back and grabbed Luo Bingrun's wrist like lightning. He shook his hand and made him take three steps back. Xuan Qi's eyes flashed with evil spirits: "Is it a liar? I don't want what you say, you don't want what you say, it's what you say today." Xuan Qi said, waving his sleeves and pulling Roger: "Let's go first, come tomorrow."

The black Bentley car drove out of the village again. The Luo family in the ancestral hall looked at each other. Luo Bingrun slapped his hand and whispered: "Where did you come from a gangster? You dare to pretend to be a Feng Shui master before you even tied it up. I want to see how much ability he has."

He was a little timid and said in a low voice: "There is no wind and waves. What he said may really make sense. Should I find another Feng Shui master to see?"

Luo Bang waved his hand: "There are only two famous Feng Shui masters in all corners of the world. They all invited them to come. They all said it was okay, just how many Taoist practices he had at a young age." As he said that, his eyes turned: "Anyway, they will come tomorrow. You go and invite both Master Zhang Tian and Master Zhou Xian, and slap him in the face."

Luo Bingrun also turned his eyes, and then a smirk appeared on the corner of his mouth: "It just so happened that Luo Dongcheng is also in the village. He is a big business in the capital. I will invite him tomorrow and take a look at how famous Mr. Xuan, the famous capital, is."

The people who were originally nervous in the room immediately burst into a meaningful laughter. They have seen many little liars walking in the world like this. They will suffer blood disasters at any time and will suffer deaths at any time. If they hear too much, they will become irritable and should teach him some lessons丨

In the black Bentley, Roger looked sad. Xuan Qi was a little impatient just now, and offended all the people. Now it would be a bit difficult to move Feng Shui again.

Xuan Qi naturally saw Roger's helplessness and irritability, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Don't worry, they will experience fear tonight, and the discomfort around them will accelerate the uneasiness in their hearts. We will come again tomorrow, and they will definitely cooperate very much."

"Really?" Roger looked at Xuan Qi half-believingly. In this case, he could only believe him. It seemed that the authentic Xuanmen priest had not been able to do anything he could not do. Roger exhaled and closed his eyes slightly. He made up his mind. If it really doesn't work tomorrow, he would make more blood and comfort these greedy bastards.

The old man let out a string of laughter in Xuan Qi's ear: "You kid are so cunning. When did you learn to pretend to be a ghost? The only thing you have to do with a sick and disaster that you just radiated from your sleeve is probably enough for them to drink a pot tonight."

Xuan Qi smiled and did not engage in too much on this issue. People gave it to everyone. Since they didn't want it, Xuan Qi didn't mind reaching out to slap in the face. I hope they can sleep peacefully all night.

The sun gradually shifted westward, the cold wind whizzed, and the night gradually became hazy. Luo Bang slept on the wooden bed after dinner, and suddenly felt his calves turning little by little, and his waist was still getting colder. This feeling was really hard to describe. The waist was getting colder and colder, and both kidneys felt a little cold.

A strong urge to urinate. Luo Bang wanted to get up and pee, but his hands and feet were not in control. The hair was covered with heavy hair. This made Luo Bang's heart suddenly tighten, and then he was shocked. He remembered the ghost pressing the bed. Then he was frightened. The bladder that had already expanded began to gush. Luo Bang felt the quilt under him began to warm, and the tide finally turned into cold ice. He actually wet the bed.

Luo Bingrun, who was a little younger, drank two taels of wine at night and was still dreaming of getting rich. Suddenly, he felt that his waist and heels were constantly getting cold. He wanted to get up, but it seemed that he was pressed by something. His bladder continued to swell and finally peed on the bed.

This night was destined to be a legend. When the big rooster started crowing, men got up and then began to clean up the bedding, whether it was laid or covered. For a moment, there was an extra bed of damp bedding outside Luojia Village.

The men with dark circles, their faces were red with shame as the sneered women, looked at each other at the bedding that was sung opposite each other. Thinking about what happened last night, their already pale faces have become even whiter now, and they all came to the clan ancestral hall together.

The evil things and fear were entangled together, and the uneasiness began to spread. There was a real feeling. Not to mention anything else, the quilt hanging outside was enough to explain all the problems. Yesterday, the boy might have really had a Taoist practice, and there should be something wrong with the Luo family’s ancestral tomb.

The fear reached its extreme was hysterical anger. Luo Bingrun's face changed from snow-white to blood-red, his eyes widened, and his nostrils were panting, and he roared, "This matter is definitely not a coincidence, there must be a conspiracy." As he said that, his eyes flickered: "I will call Master Zhang Tian, ​​Master Zhou Xian, and Luo Dong Chengdu now to see how many Taoist practices this guy has."

Luo Bang also pointed his head. His reputation has been ruined for many years. The quilt hung in the yard is like a flag of shame. It is like a yellow urinating when he is old. But it is another white quilt. It seems to be drawing a big map in the sun. Shame, shame Luo Bang's eyes also flashed with anger.
Chapter completed!