"I invite the Tathagata to shake the heavens and transform the universe. The disciples hold the five Buddhas in their hands to shake the heavens and the earth. There are reasons for worshiping the Buddha, Namo Zhende Buddha, Sakyamuni Buddha, and Nanhai Avalokitesvara!" He Zhenren held a palm-sized golden Buddha in his hand, shook his head and kept chanting. Unlike before, when everything on the bridge felt as muddy and slippery as a swamp, now Yin Xiu felt that Di Jie was going faster and faster, almost to the point of breaking out. This is of course a visual "illusion", because in Ren Qi's eyes, it is not Di Jie who is faster, but Yin Xiu who is slower. It's not just that the speed is slow, but there seems to be some problem with the rhythm and timing, and it's a little late. Although not fatal, it was enough to make Yin Xiu feel uncomfortable. Shadow Warrior!
On the mast, a red warrior appeared. Within a range of fifty meters, Yin Xiu was immune to any negative status and was not affected by attack special effects. As soon as he saw the figure on the mast, Di Jie immediately frowned and said, "One on one?" "That's right, one on one!" Yin Xiu responded and punched again.
However, even after summoning the Shadow Warrior, the uncomfortable sluggishness still lingers with him, as if attached to his bones. "Oh, you can do things like setting up Feng Shui arrays and changing other people's fates, which completely destroy your moral character. No wonder you don't have a perfect appearance." Liu Banxian walked over slowly, quite disdainful of He Zhenren's methods. "Why, your Wollongong Liu family, your ancestors helped this tycoon and that emperor to find the dragon's acupoints, and that was to change someone's fate. Why haven't you seen that your virtues have been damaged?" "Isn't it already damaged?" Liu Banxian spread his hands, "Otherwise, why would I be the only one left now?" After a pause, he asked: "Other members of the Liu family, have you seen those branches?" Although He Zhenren hated Liu Banxian extremely, he always answered all questions. "I've met two of them before, one of them is your cousin. Oh, you have so many cousins, maybe you don't know which one it is. He was the one who didn't care about Feng Shui and liked to wield swords and guns. When he was in Nanlu, the White Lotus Sect captured it. As a local military officer, he originally wanted to disguise himself as a farmer and run away, but who knew that he couldn't bear to part with the Feng Shui compass. It fell out while walking on the street and was caught by the White Lotus Sect. What valuable things can farmers have? Hiding a mirror, a comb, and a Feng Shui compass are enough, those people don’t even know the words, so what do you want it for?
So he was captured immediately and hanged on the city tower like other high-ranking officials. No one dared to collect his body, so he was made to hang there for a full month. After the White Lotus Sect was defeated, he was given to the local charity. The body was buried and wrapped in a straw mat. I don't know whether it was burned or buried. " "Hey, that compass was given to him by me." Liu Banxian shook his head, "I told him, although you don't like Feng Shui, you are still the son of the Liu family, so you should keep a Feng Shui compass as a souvenir. In fact, I saw that he was destined to be evil, and I was afraid that he would be unlucky, so I gave him the ancestral compass for self-defense. Unexpectedly, it was the compass that killed him. " "Hey, there is a time in life that must come, but there is no time in life. Don't force it." He Zhenren shook his head, "Some people are destined to fall into the water and die. Even if they drink soup, they are destined to choke to death." "Where is there another one?" Liu Banxian asked. "Oh, that's your third uncle. I saw him at your wedding banquet. He was very chic and elegant. I remember that he was wearing a felt hat inlaid with green emeralds, a cloud-patterned mandarin jacket, and clouds on his hands. The silk fan has mountains, rivers, lakes and seas painted on it, so majestic."
One of He Zhenren's eyes sparkled, as if he was remembering the glorious days before. At that time, fortune tellers were refined and respected by people. Which official who built a new property or moved tombs and built mausoleums would not ask people like them to check their feng shui? Sighing, He Zhenren continued: "Your third uncle, people said at the time that he had three-thirds of your grandfather's skills and half of his style back then, so people gave him the nickname Sick Fengxiao. Oh, yes, your grandfather was still alive at the time, but he had sworn that he would only help people calculate five hundred hexagrams in his life, and would never do it again, so if others needed anything later, they would always come to your third uncle. " "My grandfather left the last hexagram to me." Liu Banxian said. "I don't know this, but at that time I just felt that your third uncle was indeed the glory and appearance of our fortune teller. If I could follow him, I would be willing to lose ten years of my life. But a few years ago, I met this old friend again. Not in Kyushu, but in Nanyang. No matter his fate, he worked hard in the rubber plantation set up by those ghost guys, earning a dime a day. His mind was not as clear as before. He couldn't even say his own name. He just worked. Eat too much, not too much. At that time, I just thought that he might be involved in some kind of cause and effect, and it would be fine after a while. Later, half a year later, when I went to Nanyang again, I heard that malaria broke out in the rubber plantation and all the workers died, including your third uncle. I didn't see the bodies, and they said they were all piled up and burned. " Liu Banxian stood there without speaking for a long time. Finally he took off his sunglasses and bowed to Zhenren He, "Thank you!" "nothing." He Zhenren waved his hand, "Although I regard you as an enemy, the time when you were proud was indeed the best time for us fortune tellers. Now, the banquet is over, and the dignitaries and distinguished guests who had a feast at the banquet are also missing. I'm not saying that Mr. Di is not good, he is an outstanding person and a hero. However, as a fortune teller, after all, I want to assist an emperor and guide the country, instead of being treated as a dispensable aide who only makes a living. Liu Banxian, oh no, that’s your nickname, Liu Jierong, it’s not like it used to be anymore, you and I are getting old, Feng Shui Kanyu is also lonely. Now that he has really made a career and is able to enter the imperial palace and serve in Qintian Prison, he no longer has the high-spiritedness he had when he was young. " He Zhenren's tone was full of sadness, with a sense of frustration and anger. Liu Banxian just sighed: "I wanted to buy sweet-scented osmanthus and drink it with me, but it turned out that it was like a young man traveling." The two were silent for a while, then Liu Banxian took out a cigarette and handed it over, "Smoke one?" "I remember you don't seem to smoke." He Zhenren asked. "Before I was thirty, I had only three bad habits: drinking, hanging out with women, and going to gambling houses. After turning thirty, all the family wealth is gone, there is no money for drinking, all the friends and confidants before have disappeared, and naturally there is no money for a big gamble. So I got into the habit of smoking, but of course I didn’t smoke it often, because tobacco cost money. I only smoked one when my throat was sore. Therefore, I can now not smoke a cigarette for a week, and there is no so-called craving for cigarettes. " "Heh, interesting." He Zhenren took out the match, struck it and lit it, and first handed the fire to Liu Banxian.
Liu Banxian protected the fire with both hands and patted He Zhenren's hand twice to express his gratitude. After that, he also took the match and lit a cigarette for He Zhenren. He Zhenren protected the fire with both hands like him, and at the same time, he bent his knees, and his attitude was more respectful. The two of them blew out smoke rings and said no more words. After smoking most of the cigarette, Liu Banxian threw the cigarette on the deck, stepped on it with his foot, and spun it around twice. Seeing this, Master He also rolled the cigarette into his hand, and the fire was immediately extinguished. Shaking away the cigarette ashes in his hand, He Zhenren asked: "Are you finally planning to intervene?" "You are doing so many tricks, don't you just want to compete with me in Feng Shui Kanyu? Old He, what are you thinking about? , Who can you hide it from?" He Zhenren laughed and said, "It seems that I still lack some effort in cultivating my energy." "So when I say you have no talent, I'm not scolding you, it's the truth!" Liu Banxian took out a square cloth with the Bagua array printed on it from his pocket and spread it out on the deck. Almost at the same time as him, Master He also took out an identical piece of cloth with various illustrations and star positions. This is the fortune teller's eating tool, although it has no function and is more like a tablecloth for dining. Yet it is most important, even a status symbol. A fortune teller does not need a compass, a fortune teller, or a tortoise shell, but he must have this piece of cloth, otherwise it will be like going out on the street without any underwear, making people feel uncomfortable all over. "I said, today I will cut off the last blood of the Liu family here. From the beginning to the end, the cause and effect of the Liu family and I are all on you. It is best to end it here." He Zhenren sneered. road. "I have other things to do, so I don't have time to play house with you here. All the grudges and grudges are just annoying little things." As he spoke, Liu Banxian took out a few more copper coins from his pocket, shook them in his hands, and then put them on the cloth. "Well, the sun is too yin? And Nanhai Guanshiyin? How come you have learned all the tricks of the gods in Nanhu? Can't you learn something serious?" Liu Banxian shook his head, took out a willow branch from his pocket, and sprinkled a little water on the few copper coins in the picture. Suddenly, a gust of cool wind blew gently. Then in Ren Qi's sight, Yin Xiu's movements suddenly became faster and became the same as before, as if the previous obscurities were just performed by him. "It's really that easy to break my spell!?" He Zhenren's face was full of disbelief. "if not?" Liu Banxian said in a rather disdainful tone, "Everyone knows these spells, but you can't even play with these things, which shows a despairing mediocrity." "Stop your sharp tongue!" He Zhenren felt in his pocket, took out a transparent water cup, and covered it with cloth. As he chanted the mantra gently, the originally empty water cup suddenly surged with water, forming a small whirlpool. He Zhenren was overjoyed when he saw this. He took the water cup and covered it with Yin Xiu. Liu Banxian immediately took out two counters, one on the left and one on the right, held between his middle and ring fingers respectively, blocking the front.
The water in the cup immediately disappeared out of thin air, and Liu Banxian burned himself without fire. Before Liu Banxian could throw away his plan, He Zhenren came up with another strange move. I saw his two hands, one hand holding a jade lion, the other hand holding a string of red rosary beads. "Hmm, Qilin playing with beads? This is a life-threatening magic trick." Liu Banxian said in surprise. "If you don't pay a price, why would you commit your life here?" He Zhenren said that he would sacrifice the jade lion to Yin Xiu without hesitation. Liu Banxian quickly went to stop him. What they are using now is not spells, but so-called [spells]. Compared with the "open guns" of spells, this kind of victim will be harmed unknowingly by the so-called "hidden arrows", which are very vicious. Hard to guard against. However, precisely because of the insidious nature, using these methods will definitely reduce longevity. It seems that He Zhenren not only wants to compete with Liu Banxian in Feng Shui skills, but also really wants to take the lives of their group. Thinking of this, Liu Banxian no longer hesitated. He formed a plum blossom seal to control the jade lion, and formed a Prajna Seal with his other hand to control Master He's heavenly spirit and seal his spiritual roots. He Zhenren bent down and could barely avoid it. As soon as he threw the rosary beads in his hand, Liu Banxian used a folding fan to cut the connection in mid-air and scattered them all over the floor. "So, you finally can't do this harmful thing." Liu Banxian breathed a sigh of relief. "Really? Do you think these two are really my goals?" He threw the jade lion that had lost all its spiritual energy to the ground, smashed it into pieces, and then pointed at the Bagua array in front of Liu Banxian, "Take a good look at it!" Liu Banxian lowered his head and saw that the piece of yellow cloth placed in front of him had burned at some point, and smoke billowed out. "You are too despicable!" Liu Banxian shouted angrily. It is extremely excessive to a certain extent to directly burn people's food. Moreover, the reason why Liu Banxian was angry was not because he refused to eat, but because the Bagua array was burned, which meant that whatever He Zhenren did next would be faster, more convenient, and more effective than him. "Isn't it just despicable and shameless that people come out to fool around with?" He Zhenren sneered, moved his position further away from Liu Banxian, and began to concentrate on casting spells. Just as he was mumbling something, a cold object suddenly hit his forehead. He Zhenren opened his eyes and found that Liu Banxian had held a black pistol in his hand. It was shiny and glowed with a dangerous cold light. "Liu Banxian, what are you doing!?" He Zhenren shouted, "The rules of Feng Shui and Kanyu are that fortune tellers only compete with each other, not fights. They won't make any noise when they win. If they lose, they will tear down their signs. If you do this, what's the difference between you and the gangsters on the street?" "If you come out to fool around, what kind of rules do you have to follow?" Liu Banxian grinned, "You also said that times have changed. Fighting can only be regarded as hobbies. If you really want to make a living, you have to rely on these real guys!" He tapped He Zhenren's forehead with the muzzle of his gun, making a crisp sound.
"Do you think your fortune telling is accurate?" Liu Banxian suddenly asked. He Zhenren was stunned for a moment, and then he answered bravely: "Yes, I have never failed before." "Now can you tell yourself a fortune?" "What kind of?" "Well……" Liu Banxian touched his chin, smacked his lips and said, "Let's calculate whether you will be shot today." "What??" He Zhenren opened his mouth wide. "What? Didn't you hear clearly? Didn't you say that you are always very accurate? Come on!" Liu Banxian nodded his forehead again. Realizing that Liu Banxian was serious, He Zhenren took a deep breath and said, "I said, no." "I said, your calculation is not accurate." Liu Banxian took off the safety on the gun. (End of chapter)