This evil spirit was unusual and very strong. For a while, I stood there and took a few more glances. Master Zhou said: "Master Wu, let's go in quickly. What are you looking at?"

"Nothing, just take a look and see how the feng shui is here." I said perfunctorily.

I thought Master Zhou could also see something unusual here, but he didn't seem to notice anything, and his expression was not touched at all.

It seems that Master Zhou's cultivation has not yet reached the point where he can open his eyes.

Not everyone can open their inner eye casually, and most people in the Feng Shui circle will never be able to open it in their lifetime.

My constitution and destiny are very special. When I was twelve years old, that is, after practicing with my master for three years, my heavenly eyes were opened.

Master Zhou led the two of us towards the lobby of the villa. As soon as we arrived at the door, a middle-aged man came over. This man was wearing a black suit, with a mustache, a resolute face, and an unsmiling look.

As soon as Master Zhou saw this person, he walked over quickly and greeted the person enthusiastically.

Uncle Hu Zi glanced at the middle-aged man, couldn't help but change his expression, and whispered to me: "Master, this man is not simple. Judging from the way he walks, he is a very powerful practitioner. He should be

Killed someone."

I couldn't help but give Uncle Huzi a high look and said, "Awesome, Uncle Huzi, when did you start reading people's faces? My master taught you?"

"How could the head of the family teach me this? I just have a feeling, maybe it's a feeling of sympathy for each other." Uncle Hu Zi said in a deep voice.

"What do you mean, there are lives under your control?" I looked at Uncle Huzi and asked.

"Master, don't talk nonsense, I am a serious person." Uncle Huzi said in a panic.

Although I didn't know what Uncle Huzi did before, I knew that he was definitely not a simple person, so I didn't say much.

At that moment, I looked carefully at the person who was talking to Master Zhou, but I saw that this person had a sinister face, with an eagle nose, red phoenix eyes, and slightly convex cheekbones... It is rare to see people with this kind of face, especially if they have a sinister aura.

, it’s even rarer, it’s a kind of appearance where Kui Gang is sitting in his destiny.

People with this kind of appearance are strong-willed, smart and decisive, unwilling to admit defeat, and decisive in dealing with situations. However, they are prone to killing and have strong aggressiveness.

This kind of person appears in a place like this. If I calculated correctly, he should be Boss Tang's bodyguard or housekeeper or something like that.

Master Zhou was very polite to the man, and after saying a few words, he called Uncle Hu Zi and me over.

When we walked to Master Zhou, the middle-aged man glanced at my Uncle Hu Zi, his eyes stayed on Uncle Hu Zi for a moment, and then he said coldly: "Come in."

This attitude is very arrogant, as if we are begging him to do something.

But for a very rich man like Boss Tang, it's okay to have bodyguards like this around him.

And it was Master Zhou who came up on the pole to make money.

Our current status is that of Master Zhou’s followers and followers.

A group of three people followed the middle-aged man and walked towards the hall of the villa.

I approached Master Zhou and asked in a low voice: "Who is this person?"

"This person is Boss Tang's most valued bodyguard. His name is Tang Wu. You can just call him Mr. Tang." Master Zhou said.

As expected, this person is really Boss Tang's bodyguard. This person also has the surname Tang. Could he be a relative or brother of Boss Tang?

Judging by his face, Tang Wu was not a wealthy and powerful person.

When we walked into the hall, we found that there were already people in the hall.

There was a fat monk, wearing a yellow monk's robe, with a fat head and big ears, and a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

There was also an old Taoist priest wearing a blue robe, with a white beard and an air of immortal Taoism.

Not far from the fat monk, there was a young Taoist priest who looked not much older than me. He seemed to be about twenty years old. He had a thin face and felt a little wretched. He was wearing a dirty and tattered Taoist robe.

, the Daoji held on his head was very casual, tilted to one side, and there was a disposable chopstick stuck in the Daoji. www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm

My hair hasn’t been washed for who knows how many days, it’s messy and greasy.

The little Taoist priest was squatting next to the coffee table at the moment, eating the fruits and snacks placed on it. He looked very ugly and felt as if he hadn't eaten in several days.

No matter how I looked at this little Taoist priest, he looked similar to my master, and I couldn't help but feel a bit of intimacy with him.

The little Taoist priest seemed to feel that I was looking at him, and suddenly turned his head to look at me, and said with a smile: "Brother, do you want to eat something?"

"No, thank you." I said.

The little Taoist priest stopped paying attention to me and concentrated on solving a big apple in the fruit bowl.

I saw that there were six or seven half-eaten apples placed next to the fruit plate. This guy was really good at eating them.

The old Taoist priest not far away looked at the young Taoist priest with disgust and let out a cold snort.

The little Taoist priest didn't care and just ate by himself.

After Tang Wu took us to the living room, he went straight to the second floor.

The fat monk glanced at us, and finally his eyes fell on Master Zhou, and said with a smile: "I am the monk who works at the White Horse Temple. My name is Zhikong. You are also here for Boss Tang's wife, right?"

Master Zhou quickly raised his hand and said politely: "I have met Master Zhikong. We came from Yanbei. We are people from the Zhou Feng Shui Office and were invited by Boss Tang."

"To put it nicely, we all came here for Boss Tang's money, and didn't we all come to him on our own?" the old Taoist priest said disdainfully.

Master Zhou was not angry and asked politely: "Where does this Taoist priest come from?"

"The poor Taoist belongs to Fulong Temple, and his Taoist name is Yunqing." The old Taoist said in a deep voice.

"It turns out he is an expert from the Quanzhen Sect. I am honored to meet him." Master Zhou always smiled and was very polite to everyone.

Finally, Master Zhou looked at the little Taoist priest who was chewing an apple. Just as he was about to speak, the little Taoist priest stood up, giggled, and spit out a lot of apple dregs: "I am from the Maoshan Sect, and I hold a Taoist title.

, My surname is Luo, you can just call me Xiao Luo. I set up a fortune-telling stall under the overpass, and when I saw Boss Tang’s family looking for someone to exorcise evil spirits, I followed him over to join in the fun.”

As soon as he said these words, I was stunned.

Good guy, he's from the Maoshan Sect, the number one sect in conquering demons. To be honest, I really don't believe this guy is from the Maoshan Sect. Are the Taoist priests in Maoshan as shabby as he is?

This attire is similar to that of a beggar, but one cannot be judged by appearance, maybe he has real abilities.

It seemed that Boss Tang had no choice but to go to the overpass to find someone to exorcise evil spirits. There was a mixed crowd there, and there were many scammers.

As we were talking, we saw Tang Wu walking down from the second floor behind someone.
Chapter completed!