Metaphysics Reborn: My rules are rules

As soon as his words came out, Shen Shanjun was quite embarrassed: "Master Sun, I have kept you waiting for a long time. The people are here and we can go see my son."

Sun Zhifeng twitched the corner of his mouth and stared at the two people behind Shen Shanjun. He wanted to see who the master he had been waiting for so long was.

He knew Zhao Qian who was next to Shen Shanjun. He was the mayor of Bei City. He had made big news recently, as if it had just been released a few days ago.

another one...

A little girl?Don't tell him what kind of master that girl is?Are you kidding me?

"Mr. Shen, you won't tell us what kind of master you are looking for in this little girl's family, right?" Sun Zhifeng said in a strange tone.

Shen Shanjun looked embarrassed. He didn't expect that the master Zhao Qian found for him was such a young master, but after all, he was also someone his friend found. Shen Shanjun naturally turned to one of his own: "It's her."

Sun Zhifeng looked Ye Yuran up and down. Although he said nothing, there was ridicule in his eyes.

On the other hand, another old man wearing a blue gown smiled kindly at Ye Yuran, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

Glad?

Ye Yuran couldn't understand. Do they know each other?

Shen Shanjun led everyone to the baby room on the second floor of the villa.

The curtains in the nursery were drawn tightly, and the heavy curtains blocked all sunlight.

The room was dark, without any light.

"This..." The young man frowned, somewhat confused by this idea.

Shen Shanjun explained: "Xingxing has been afraid of light since he got a strange disease. As long as there is light, he will cry non-stop."

Xingxing is the nickname of Shen Shanjun’s son.

The nursery was quiet at this moment, and Xingxing must have fallen asleep.

In order to facilitate the observation of all the masters, Shen Shanjun turned on a few bedside lamps, which were not very bright, just enough for everyone to see the child in the crib clearly.

Xingxing was very thin, with only a small point lying on the bed. The baby's skin was very white, and his eyes were obviously blue and black.

Ye Yuran clicked the Yin Chuan bracelet on his wrist, and the scene in front of him began to change.

In fact, there were no big changes. The room was still the same, and there was no thick black fog like before.

Instead, it was concentrated in the small area of ​​​​the crib. The fog was not very heavy, just a small group. It was not quite right to say it was black, but more like gray.

Ye Yuran frowned and looked carefully, only to see a small baby-like devil lying on the edge of the pillow. The small one may be a little scared because the light was turned on, and now he was trying to get under the quilt.

"He's a brat."

Ye Yuran suddenly heard a very soft murmur, and she looked towards the person who spoke.

It's the old man wearing a blue gown.

Because everyone was attracted by the child in the crib, they did not hear what the old man said.

Ghosts have no temperature, and there will be some shade wherever they go.

The baby on the bed was instantly awakened by the cold and began to cry loudly.

Shen Shanjun hurriedly turned off the light, but it was of no use. The stars on the bed were still crying miserably.

"Young Master, what's wrong, Young Master?" The nanny was attracted by Xingxing's cry and asked hurriedly while standing at the door.

Shen Shanjun rubbed his temples: "It must have been because I turned on the light and was woken up."

He picked up the star and shook it awkwardly. Seeing that it still didn't work, he handed the star into the wet nurse's hand: "Look at the star and make him a glass of milk."

After that, Shen Shanjun said to the other people in the room: "Masters, let's go to the living room to talk."

The Shen family also had a living room on the second floor, but Shen Shanjun did not take them back to the living room on the first floor.

"Masters...have you seen anything?" Shen Shanjun asked.

Sun Zhifeng chuckled: "Of course I can tell."

Shen Shanjun's eyes lit up and he quickly asked: "What did Master Sun see?"

"Let's not rush this yet. Let's confirm the remuneration mentioned by Mr. Shen first." Sun Zhifeng touched the beard on his chin.

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was silent for a moment.

Shen Shanjun was able to invite so many batches of masters, so the remuneration was naturally not low. Now that he heard what Sun Zhifeng said, Shen Shanjun said: "Don't worry, Master Sun. It's only 2000 million. My Shen family can still afford it. As long as we can cure My child, if you have any other conditions, just ask for them."

Sun Zhifeng nodded with satisfaction, with a trace of greed in his eyes: "Mr. Shen, according to Pindao's observation, your child should be haunted by a ghost."

Shen Shanjun didn't have much reaction when he heard this. Other masters had already told him this conclusion, but those masters didn't have the ability to solve it.

"Does Master Sun have any solution?" Shen Shanjun asked, what's the use of just conclusions?He wants solutions.

Sun Zhifeng raised the corner of his mouth: "Of course there is a way to solve it. The poor man only needs to perform a ritual, and the little devil will be destroyed naturally."

Shen Shanjun was overjoyed, could Sun Zhifeng really have a solution?

Just when Shen Shanjun wanted to agree, the young man who had been silent frowned and said: "How can you be so careless? A person who practices the law must understand the causes and consequences before he can make the most appropriate solution? Acting recklessly may ruin the karma. "

Being called reckless in public and losing face, Sun Zhifeng looked unhappy and snorted coldly: "What do you guys know? You are a young man who doesn't have much knowledge but you still know how to teach a poor person? Who gave you the courage?"

The old man in a blue gown held down the young man who was still talking, and said with a smile: "Master Sun, Fusheng Boundless Heavenly Lord, I am an outspoken disciple, don't mind, why don't you apologize to Master Sun quickly?"

The young man was reluctant, but due to the majesty of his teacher, he had to salute and say: "I'm sorry."

Sun Zhifeng snorted coldly, which was considered a favor.

"However," the elder said again, "it is indeed not too late to sort out the karma and retribution before making plans."

Sun Zhifeng's anger arose again after he had just passed on: "What do you mean?"

"Senior Brother Sun, don't be angry. Let's have a nice chat and don't get angry." The black-robed Taoist saw that the atmosphere was not right and quickly tried to deal with it.

Ye Yuran had finally figured out that the Taoist priest named Sun Zhifeng was probably just a dabbler, with some ability but not much.

You can see what caused it, but you don't care about karma.

These are the things that orthodox Taoist priests pay most attention to, and Sun Zhifeng is afraid that he is not even a beginner.

And this black-robed Taoist priest, since he calls Sun Zhifeng "senior brother", he must be in the same group.

Although Shen Shanjun didn't understand what karma was, he could guess something from their conversation: "Master Yu is right, let's not hurt the harmony. Since this karma is very important, it's not too late for us to solve it first."

The employer had already spoken, but Sun Zhifeng could only snort and stop refuting.

The servants were all sent away by Shen Shanjun, and he was the only master in the living room. Shen Shanjun personally served tea to the masters.

"Mr. Shen, do you only have one child, Xingxing?"