When we learned from Ren Shaopeng that the owner of the quarry that was digging that mountain was directed by a Feng Shui master, we immediately suspected that we had joined this Feng Shui master.

Because only Feng Shui masters can arrange the Yin-gathering array and the Feng Shui layout of the broken Mingtang in Ren Shaopeng's factory were also arranged by him. Everything is related to Feng Shui. If it weren't him, who else could there be?

"Boss Ren, go and ask again what Feng Shui master the quarry boss is looking for. The person who attacked you is likely to be this person." I said decisively.

"Why... why? I didn't offend him, why did he harm me? I also hired a Feng Shui master before, but I was polite to them. Even if the matter was not done, I wouldn't dare to offend them. They all gave them money." Ren Shaopeng said helplessly.

"You have no intention of harming others, but the other party may not have bad thoughts about you. Boss Ren said that wood is beautiful and the wind will destroy it. You are so rich now. Maybe the Feng Shui master wants to make some money from you and deliberately make plans. When you are desperate, he will find you and help you solve these things. Do you have to pay a lot of money to thank him?" said the sloppy Taoist priest with a smile.

"Is there such a thing actually?" Ren Shaopeng said in disbelief.

"The world is dangerous. Some people can think of any tricks in order to make money. You have to be careful. You should go and inquire now. No matter whether these things are done by the Feng Shui master, we must figure out whether they are prepared or not." The sloppy Taoist said again.

"Okay, I'll go and inquire now. If it was really the Feng Shui master who wanted to harm me, I would definitely not be able to spare him!" Ren Shaopeng suddenly became a little vicious. When he said this, he couldn't help but gritted his teeth. It seemed that he was in a murderous intention.

Business people will not easily make enemies with others, especially these rich people. The richer people are, they think that their lives are precious and what money can do, so why fight with others? Spending money to eliminate disasters is not enough, but the bottom line of rich people cannot be broken. Once they touch their bottom line, the consequences are very serious. After all, if you are rich, you have various means to kill the other party. As long as you are willing to spend money, find some outlaws to retaliate, or hire more powerful masters to the other party, Feng Shui master, is also very likely.

If this matter is really a Feng Shui master who is looking for trouble for no reason and seeks money and kills his life, let alone Ren Shaopeng, even the sloppy Taoist priest and I would not allow such a bad sheep to exist. It would simply destroy the Feng Shui master's name. We must destroy him and practice the way for heaven.

Besides, we almost killed all of us last night.

This face cannot be lost.

As soon as Ren Shaopeng left, his assistant Xiao Wang walked into the staff dormitory and said he wanted to take us to lunch.

Xiao Wang knew that we were Ren Shaopeng’s distinguished guests and was very polite to us. Uncle Huzi was kind-hearted and kept asking people various questions, whether they had a girlfriend or not? Have they bought a house? How many brothers are there at home... Wait, Xiao Wang also answered patiently.

From his enthusiasm, it is hard to see that he was once the double flower red stick of the Hong Kong Island Mark Six Association, holding a large knife to chop people.

This is no different from the old men and ladies who are idle in the countryside and wander around.

Xiao Wang is a good person and is very enthusiastic about others. Everything is arranged for us clearly.

From him, he learned that he was a college student who had just graduated for about one year and was a local. He was very lucky and was attracted by Ren Shaopeng at first sight and became his assistant.

Xiao Wang drove us to a big restaurant in the town for a big meal. The boy was good at talking and had a good alcohol tolerance. He was comparable to Uncle Huzi. Uncle Huzi's face turned red and looked like a monkey's butt.

The meal was around 3:00 p.m., and we returned to the factory.

Not long after he came back, Ren Shaopeng ran over quickly and said excitedly: "I have found out the whereabouts of that Feng Shui master."

Hearing this, the sloppy Taoist priest and I woke up most of the drunkenness. I quickly asked, "What's the situation? Can the Feng Shui master's residence be found?"

"Yes, the Feng Shui master the owner of the quarry was named Jiang Anjun. He is the Feng Shui master of the Feng Shui Hall of the Anbao Feng Shui Hall in Canal City. Everyone in our area calls him Master Jiang. I have also looked for Feng Shui, but this person didn't see any name. I gave him 10,000 yuan, as a hard work fee." Ren Shaopeng wiped the sweat on his forehead and said.

"It seems that it's very likely this person." The sloppy Taoist priest pondered for a moment and said, "What did Master Jiang tell you when he showed you Feng Shui?"

"I didn't say anything. Some time ago, when something happened to the road at the door, I found Master Jiang. The two Pixiu at the door were bought by me, saying that it could cure the house and ward off evil spirits. After getting the two Pixiu, it was indeed stable for a while, but something happened later." Ren Shaopeng said again.

I looked at the sloppy Taoist priest and could basically confirm that Jiang Anjun did what happened here.

Because this morning, we found the Yin-gathering array under the two stone Pixiu, and the two Pixiu were bought by Jiang Anjun and Ren Shaopeng. If we say that this matter has nothing to do with him, I don’t believe it myself.

"Boss Ren, give us the specific address of the Fengshui Office of the Security Hall. Wu Jie and I are going to meet him today." The sloppy Taoist priest said in a deep voice.

"Can he do everything here?" Ren Shaopeng asked.

"I can't be completely sure that it was him, but it's almost done. Let's go and confirm it." The sloppy Taoist looked at him.

"Okay, I'll take you there and just ask him in person what's going on." Ren Shaopeng said angrily.

"Boss Ren, don't go. If you go, you will be bad, and it will easily alarm the enemy. Wu Jie and I are both innocent. He doesn't know us, but it will be easier to deal with it." I said.

"Okay, I'll send my disciple to Mr. Wu's cell phone. You guys go and go back quickly. If this guy really did it, just call me, and I will definitely not be able to spare him." Ren Shaopeng said angrily.

Unexpectedly, the news was found so soon. The sloppy Taoist priest gave Uncle Hu Zi a pill to quench his wine, and asked him to drive the car and take us straight to the security hall in the Canal City.

About an hour and a half, the three of us appeared at the gate of the Security Hall. It was already a little dark.

This Feng Shui firm is good, and it is ancient. On the way, I discussed how to deal with Master Jiang’s countermeasures.
Chapter completed!