Feng Shui Master of Fast Travel

Qiao Guanglan said: "Where did you find the terrible inspiration?"

Lu Heng said: "It's probably because I'm getting older, and the organs of my body are not functioning well. Recently, I always have a dull pain in my chest. My heart disease needs to be treated with heart medicine. I want to treat myself."

Qiao Guanglan thought he was talking about conscience, smiled and stretched his hand in the air to grab it: "Trying to save your conscience that has already been blown away by the wind?"

Lu Heng didn't smile, and said in a low voice: "Qiao Guanglan, since I was eight years old, I have never eaten pancakes. I have never slandered anyone again—this is the vow I made to myself that day. I'm sorry, I owed you that time."

Qiao Guanglan was dumbfounded.

He didn't know what Lu Heng ate or didn't eat—the relationship between the two of them was not so good, but Qiao Guanglan knew that although Lu Heng looked like a high-ranking son-in-law, in fact, no matter what bizarre case , as long as it continues, even if you risk your life, you have to check it out.

His family is not short of money, and he never accepts the work of finding dragons and acupoints for others, but only cares about eliminating disasters, even if he does not take any money, he still requires notarization of right and wrong, and he has been forced to die many times in the process, and he has never flinched.

No matter how bad they were before, Qiao Guanglan always admired him when he was mentioned.

It's just that he has always been big-hearted, and he really never thought that this would have anything to do with him, let alone that something that happened when he was a child would have such a big impact on Lu Heng - aren't they all ignorant children?Children quarreling and bickering, why are they so serious?

He felt a trace of psychological pressure, and said with a dry smile: "Really? Oh, that's right... Then you are really delicate, I didn't see it... Then what, you don't need to take the past to heart Go, I don't care anymore, really! How can I keep such a small grudge for so many years."

As Qiao Guanglan spoke, he muttered again: "What do you think, why are you obsessed with what happened when you were so young?"

Lu Heng said: "I thought you hated me..."

Qiao Guanglan immediately clarified: "I hate you because you are a rather annoying person, and it has nothing to do with what happened when I was a child."

Lu Heng: "..."

Why did you become more depressed all of a sudden?

He couldn't help sighing tiredly, and changed the subject: "But I really didn't expect you to be beaten because of this."

In fact, he was a little dissatisfied with Qiao Guanglan's grandmother beating his grandson indiscriminately, and he inevitably brought out a little emotion when he spoke.

Qiao Guanglan saw it, but he was not angry, and shook his head: "Lu Heng, you don't know the situation of my family. After my father passed away, my mother ran away with others, and was sentenced to prison for burglary and fraud five years later. Prison—the man who took her to join a gang of thieves."

Lu Heng looked a little surprised, and Qiao Guanglan shrugged: "My grandma, um, how should I put it...she has a very stubborn temper, and she is also very strong. My mother made her lose such a big person, the old lady is serious I hate her. I look very similar to my mother. My grandma was afraid that I would follow her personality, so she was always strict with me. You see, although our family is poor, I never went to Touching other people's things, and never begging for anything from others, this is all from being beaten when I was a child."

He smiled: "Grandma has always told me that no matter what you want and what you want to achieve, you have to fight for it yourself. What is yours is yours. Don't touch other people's things, let alone beg others .So I kept emphasizing that day that I picked up your pancake fruit, not stolen it."

Speaking of this, Qiao Guanglan's smile gradually disappeared, and he said seriously: "I don't know that this is what you've been thinking about all the time. I have to say something, although I really don't want to see you, but you don't care about such trivial things. Forget it quickly. It’s not your fault that my family is poor. My grandma beat me because she was strict and prejudiced after all. It has nothing to do with a little kid like you. need."

Qiao Guanglan's words seemed to be forgiving, but in fact they were more hurtful than cursing unintentionally - obviously, all these years, no matter whether Lu Heng loved him or was ashamed of him, he never cared from the beginning to the end, even if it was Today, with a more intimate relationship, Lu Heng is still just a distant "no need" in his heart.

Fortunately, I have gotten used to unrequited love for so many years. In the past, Lu Heng would lose his temper when he heard this, and maybe he would argue again, but now he has lost his temper, but he has mixed feelings in his heart. Still an empty dream.

After a long while, Lu Heng skipped over this matter, and only said: "Grandma...she educated you very well. But I think you will be fine even if you haven't been beaten, because you are born like this , unyielding, very strong.”

But just because you are such a person, I feel sorry for you even more.

Qiao Guanglan couldn't help laughing: "What's going on today? Has the business bragging mode suddenly started. To be honest, I'm not used to us like this..."

He suddenly stopped the topic, and tugged at Lu Heng: "Hey, take a look, is that person Fan Zhibo?"

Lu Heng followed his gaze and saw that there was a person walking outside the school gate, and it was indeed Fan Zhibo.

Qiao Guanglan said, "I don't know what he's going out for."

Lu Heng said: "People have countless things to do every day, such as eating, drinking, going to the toilet, going out of school... These are all normal. It's unreasonable for you to care so much about him."

Qiao Guanglan said: "I agree. But the main problem is that Fan Zhibo is not normal. I think he seems to know You Hai, and he is very afraid of seeing him. Let's go and see."

Lu Heng followed him away.

Near the school is a relatively bustling small street with various stalls on both sides. Fan Zhibo looked around the street without stopping.

Lu Heng also became a little interested: "He seems to be looking for something."

Qiao Guanglan said: "Follow closely, why do I feel that this is a kind of underground party connection, let's see who he wants to meet."

To the two people's surprise, Fan Zhibo finally stopped in front of a fortune-telling stall and started talking to the stall owner.

Qiao Guanglan said: "What did you say? It's too far away to hear."

Lu Heng put his fingers to his lips and said softly, "Come here, follow me."

He led Qiao Guanglan towards Fan Zhibo in a grand manner, and stopped in front of a small stall behind him, pretending to pick something.

Because the angle was well grasped, Fan Zhibo was talking to the fortune teller, so he didn't notice the two of them.

Fan Zhibo seemed to ask a fortune teller to show him palm reading just now, and the fortune teller was doing something unpredictable and said to Fan Zhibo: "You won't live long."

The opening statement is good, straight to the point, setting up suspense, and attracting readers' interest. Qiao Guanglan and Lu Heng listened with great interest.

Fan Zhibo said: "You, what do you mean!"

The fortune teller didn't speak, but there was the sound of something being pulled out. Fan Zhibo probably gave him some money, so he continued: "In everyone's life, wealth is determined by God. You shouldn't have received it." If you don’t collect the money, you will definitely have to pay some extra price that you don’t have to pay.”

Lu Heng whispered: "This theory has never been heard before."

Qiao Guanglan said: "Mostly original."

The two of them complained here, but Fan Zhibo seemed to believe it, and said eagerly: "Well, the money... But if the price is my life, it would be too great! Do you have any way to resolve it?"

The fortune teller said: "Did a lot of people around you die recently? I see that you have been contaminated with a lot of yin. Young man, you are earning money by working hard. Can you hold it without burning your hands? It is not impossible to resolve it." , you have to tie the bell to untie the bell, don’t you?”

Lu Heng let out a "huh" and said in a low voice, "This person has something interesting to say."

Qiao Guanglan said with a smile: "That's not interesting, it's completely nonsense, but judging by Fan Zhibo's reaction, he guessed a lot of things to the point, and he said it logically. I don't think he is an expert, but like a insider."

Lu Heng's eyes flickered, and he said with a smile: "Fortune tellers are used to this kind of trick, since you are interested, why don't you ask?"

Qiao Guanglan nodded, got up and walked over.

He didn't say hello to Fan Zhibo, just sat down on the chair in front of the fortune teller like a grandpa, stretched out his hand and said, "Fortune teller, read your palm."

Lu Heng sighed with a smile: "You are impatient." He also followed.

Fan Zhibo saw the two of them unexpectedly, was stunned for a moment, and muttered twice, not knowing what to say.

The fortune teller often sits here all night without meeting a few guests. I didn't expect to be so lucky today. As soon as I came, two people came. It seemed that they were all students in school, and they were well dressed.

Students are good, students' money is best cheated.

He agreed with a smile, and stretched out his hand to hold Qiao Guanglan's hand. Lu Heng frowned slightly, glanced at Qiao Guanglan's expression, and swallowed back the words that came to his lips.

The fortune teller's hand was about to touch Qiao Guanglan's wrist, but suddenly he felt as if he was blocked by a layer of air current, and his hand slipped aside.

He froze for a moment, then grabbed again, this time he felt clearly that there was an invisible force preventing him from touching Qiao Guanglan's hand.

The fortune teller felt a shudder down his spine.

It suddenly occurred to him that a senior had warned him before entering the profession, saying that the most important thing in this profession is not to have any aura and wisdom, but to be able to speak well, know how to read words, and to react quickly. In this way, he only needs to learn some basic knowledge, Then the rice bowl can be held very stable.

But one thing to pay attention to is that if one day you meet someone who can't even see through their lives, you must avoid them. This kind of person is either a real expert or a born with a strange personality, neither of which can be provoked.

The fortune teller's hand was slipped away twice, thinking of this sentence in his heart, he couldn't help beating the drums, and couldn't help but look up at Qiao Guanglan's face.

This look made him even more surprised. Although the person in front of him had exquisite features and beautiful lines, no matter how closely he looked at him, his face seemed to be covered with a layer of white mist. His future and destiny were unclear.

The fortune teller's face changed completely, he pointed at Qiao Guanglan quickly, and stammered like a ghost: "You, you, you..."

Qiao Guanglan lowered his head slightly, and smiled: "What's the matter, can't you count my life?"

He suddenly turned back and clasped the fortune teller's hand, and said with a smile, "Well, since you can't do the math well, why don't I make a fortune teller for you."

Lu Heng smiled silently, Fan Zhibo was already stunned by this magical turn of events - no one would go to the fortune-telling booth and ask for a fortune-teller's fortune-telling!This is so creative too!

Qiao Guanglan didn't care about other people's reactions, he just touched the other person's hand and sighed, "Sir, alas!"

The fortune teller shuddered.

Qiao Guanglan said regretfully: "As for you, you have uneven bone joints. If you look at the appearance, the upper and middle stops are narrow, the Fortune Palace is dark, and the official salary palace is stagnant. It can be seen that the fortune in early and middle age is not very good. Dropping out of school when you were young, and experiencing family changes in middle age, it is miserable. But fortunately, your life is perfect, upright and heavy, the palace of life is clear and the palace of illness is smooth, it can be seen that the life span is not short, and life after the age of 51 should be Safe and happy."

When the fortune teller heard what Qiao Guanglan said earlier, his throat was sore and his face turned pale, not only because what Qiao Guanglan said was not pleasant, but also because what he said earlier was so accurate.

It wasn't until I heard the back that I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief and relax a little, but I didn't expect that he hadn't finished talking yet.

"But--"

Qiao Guanglan's voice suddenly mentioned it, and the fortune teller was almost scared to death by this big turning point. The expression on his face was obviously shocked, and he raised it in one breath.

Qiao Guanglan shook his head sadly: "But, it's different now. You have offended someone, and your fate has turned around. Now, I see red veins running through the pupils of the eyes, the tails of the eyes are drooping, and there are spots on the temples. It is about to encounter disaster A sinister face. Believe me, within three days, you will be in great trouble."

The fortune teller was terrified, he had no way to doubt Qiao Guanglan: "Great, master...then I..."

Qiao Guanglan smiled and said: "As the saying goes, take people's money to eliminate disasters...It's a pity that I am not short of money, but it is terribly troublesome to eliminate disasters, so...bye?"

The jade slip on his chest seemed to tremble.

The fortune teller was stunned, watching Qiao Guanglan leave, Lu Heng said to Fan Zhibo beside him, "Fan Zhibo, let's go too."

Fan Zhibo was taken aback, he really didn't expect that Lu Heng would call him, but Lu Heng blinked at him and said, "Or do you think the fortune-telling was inaccurate just now, and you still want to seek justice?"

Before Fan Zhibo could answer, Lu Heng's words reminded the fortune teller, and he quickly raised his voice and said to Qiao Guanglan, "Hey, this...wait a minute, do you want to hear about your companion? Can you change the line? Let me tell you about your classmate's life, and you can solve mine for me!"

Qiao Guanglan paused, turned her head and said with a smile: "I want to know who's business, can't I figure it out myself? Do you need to tell me? You are playing tricks on me."

The fortune teller was afraid that he would run away, so he hurriedly said: "No, no, I lied to him just now, and these things can't be figured out. I have met this classmate before and know a little about him."

Fan Zhibo: "What?!"

Qiao Guanglan turned around and walked back with a half-smile.

Fan Zhibo pointed at the fortune teller, and was so angry that he didn't know what to say: "You you you——"

The fortune teller always felt that if Qiao Guanglan was dissatisfied, he might turn around and leave. He spoke quickly: "Student, I'm sorry, I was also trying to earn a bowl of food... I was here to tell a fortune that day, and you and another young man were behind me Quarreling, I don’t want to listen to it, but when you told the fortune just now, I recognized your voice when you opened your mouth, so, just make up some nonsense.”

Lu Heng said: "What did you hear?"

Just as the fortune teller was about to speak, Fan Zhibo already let out a "hey" and quickly said, "Don't say it!"

He turned to Qiao Guanglan and Lu Heng again and said, "This is my privacy, you have no right to inquire about it."

Lu Heng smiled: "Then exchange?"

Fan Zhibo said: "Exchange, exchange for what? Do you want to give me money?"

Qiao Guanglan smiled "puchi", Lu Heng shook his head, drew a cross on the table with his finger, and pressed Fan Zhibo's shoulder, forcing him to bow his head: "If you spend all your money, you can earn it again. I will take your life with you." Wouldn't it be more precious if I exchanged it?"

Fan Zhibo looked at the table inexplicably, but didn't see anything.

Lu Heng groaned softly: "The mirror of Hui Xinming opens lotus, and you can see the sky in the water when you lower your eyes."

As he said these words, the place where the cross crossed on the table rippled gently like water waves. Immediately afterwards, Fan Zhibo found that there was a monster on his head!

He often feels dizzy these days. He thought it was due to lack of sleep and heavy psychological pressure. He didn't take it seriously at first, but now he took a photo on the table and suddenly found that the thing on his head was not for Lu Heng. Grabbing him from behind, he almost sat down on the ground.

The monster has all four limbs and five sense organs, but its body proportions are very uncoordinated. Its body is as small as a bean sprout, and there are seven or eight heads on its slender neck. Now it is lying on his body, gnawing his head desperately.

Both Lu Heng and Qiao Guanglan could see ghosts that ordinary people couldn't see. They both knew in their hearts that they didn't have this thing in the cafeteria before, and it was Fan Zhibo's new trick along the way.

Fan Zhibo cried on the spot, grabbed his hair indiscriminately with both hands, and shouted in horror: "Oh my God! What is this thing! Ah——"

His shout attracted a lot of attention, Qiao Guanglan frowned and said, "Don't cry."

Lu Heng immediately slapped Fan Zhibo's shoulder in front of the monster, and shouted: "Back off!"

The monster on Fan Zhibo's body stopped chewing, and looked at Lu Heng with a bit of viciousness and unwillingness, as if he still refused to accept it.Lu Heng didn't talk nonsense anymore, he just waved his hand, a dark red sharp arrow passed through the monster, and the monster was scattered by him at once.

At this moment, Fan Zhibo also had a very familiar aura fluctuation, which resonated with Lu Heng's spell. Qiao Guanglan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his head. Lu Heng also happened to look at him. pair.

He collected himself and said, "Fan Zhibo, you should have noticed that Lu Heng and I know some spells. We both live in the same dormitory. We may be able to help you if you encounter any difficulties, but the premise is that you To tell the truth, otherwise we have no way to start."

Fan Zhibo was still in shock, and stammered, "Just, that thing just now..."

Lu Heng said: "It's a kind of mutated Yin spirit that likes to suck people's brains. Your yang energy is too weak recently, so it came to you. But..."

He hesitated for a moment, looked at Qiao Guanglan, and said to Fan Zhibo: "But this thing didn't run away immediately after I scolded it just now, which means that it has absorbed a lot of energy from you. Why are you still alive now, and you don't look... not very weak?"

Qiao Guanglan said: "You don't need to ask, I just felt an aura. He has Yingmin's Zen amulet on him. Of course, there will be no problem for a while."

Lu Heng couldn't help curling his lips. He and Qiao Guanglan's mana were on par. Qiao Guanglan could recognize the Zen talisman, but he couldn't. It wasn't because Qiao Guanglan was sharper than him, but because Qiao Guanglan and Jin Yingmin had a very good relationship. , I am more familiar with him.

Yingmin what Yingmin, hehe, the name is quite affectionate.

Fan Zhibo said blankly: "Amulet, I don't have one..."

Lu Heng coughed dryly, glanced across the stall calmly, and winked at Qiao Guanglan.

"Let's go back and talk about it."

Qiao Guanglan understood immediately, and said to the fortune teller again: "What do you know, please tell me first."

The fortune teller is also a half-warlock. Now that he knows that Qiao Guanglan and Lu Heng can't be provoked, he doesn't delay anymore. Seeing that Fan Zhibo doesn't stop him anymore, he immediately said: "I just saw this young man quarreling with his classmate. It seems to be the young man from before. I sold his own birthday horoscope and a few drops of blood to his classmate, and now I regret it, and I will only say that if I get it back."

Qiao Guanglan glanced at Fan Zhibo's face, and knew that what the fortune teller said was true, and couldn't help sighing: "You dare to sell your life, you are really brave enough."

Seeing that Fan Zhibo's eyes were rolling, he knew that he still didn't want to tell the truth, so he asked the fortune teller about the person who was talking to Fan Zhibo, and he thought it was probably You Hai, so he said, "Okay, thank you, Fan Zhibo, Lu Heng, let's go."

Walk?The fortune teller hurriedly said: "Then, then my fate..."

Qiao Guanglan glanced at his face, and said indifferently, "Oh, in fact, your life is quite good, and you are at ease in your old age. I lied to you just now."