Chapter 29 The family tradition is ruined, and bad luck is coming
Yang Bailiu drank two more glasses and then put the half bottle of Wuliangye back into the cabinet.
I took a brief look at Yang Bailiu's Feng Shui shop. It was similar to the shop in Xiangyuan Pavilion, but the people inside were obviously more complete, and there were many magic weapons hung on the wall.
If you look carefully, you will find that the furnishings in this shop actually form a Feng Shui layout.
This handwriting is not simple.
It seems that Yang Bailiu is indeed a real person in becoming a famous Feng Shui master in Jiangcheng. In summary, I have always underestimated him.
"Did you see it?"
Yang Bailiu looked at me with a half-smile.
As soon as he saw the expression on my face, he knew that I had figured it out.
"To gather wealth, it will not come out, and to ward off evil spirits, you will perfectly integrate the two Feng Shui layouts. The technique is really clever."
I nodded and said from the bottom of my heart.
Although the Feng Shui layout in this shop, which is ordinary home Feng Shui, is not a big Feng Shui layout, being able to combine two Feng Shui layouts so cleverly is definitely not something that ordinary Feng Shui masters can do.
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Its complexity is no less than carefully arranging a vast Feng Shui layout.
"I dare not say anything else. As far as Feng Shui is concerned, looking at the entire Jiang City, there are definitely no more than three people who can reach my level."
Yang Bailiu said and gestured with three fingers.
"So, in the entire Jiangcheng, you are already considered the ceiling of Feng Shui."
I said thoughtfully.
"I used to think so, but not anymore."
Yang Bailiu shook his head, then looked at me meaningfully and said: "To say that the ceiling of the entire Jiangcheng Fengshui world is probably only your father. At least as far as I know, no one in Jiangcheng can lay out such a Fengshui layout.
, not even me."
"Perhaps he was once indeed a figure."
I said half-jokingly.
In fact, I don't want to mention these things, after all, they have passed, but it is obvious that Yang Bailiu has always been very curious about my father.
I think this is why he is willing to take me into the industry and always helps me.
"Bang bang bang."
During the silence, there was a sudden knock on the store door. I turned around and saw that it was the Feng Shui master who had been hired by the Chen family to preside over the funeral of Mr. Chen Wu.
"Mr. Yang, fortunately you are here. I have come to see you several times."
When the Feng Shui master saw Yang Bailiu, he was immediately happy.
However, something obviously didn't look right on his face. His energy and energy were severely weakened, and he looked depressed. There were also bruises on his face, as if he had been beaten.
"You didn't do what I told you, did you?"
As soon as Yang Bailiu saw the Feng Shui master, he immediately frowned.
"I also wanted to change the coffin, but the Chen family insisted on painting the coffin with black dog blood. I don't know who gave them the trick, but it actually hurt me."
The Feng Shui master sighed slightly as he spoke, "Now I dream about being burned by fire every night. You can see there are burn marks on my body. If this continues, I'm afraid it will kill me sooner or later."
"Since you are in this industry, you should know that there are some things you can do and some things you cannot do. I have warned you before, but I can't save you now."
Yang Bailiu said with an indifferent expression.
This Feng Shui master painted the coffin with black dog blood and burned the body of Mr. Chen Wu. It is conceivable that Yang Bailiu must not have a good impression of him as much as society. After all, it was equivalent to burning Mr. Chen to death.
"Uncle Yang, I'll go back first."
I didn’t want to see such a scene, so I quickly stood up and said goodbye, carrying the unconscious Chen Yurou back to Xiangyuan Pavilion.
It was already dark by this time, and Chen Yurou was still unconscious.
After settling her down, I took out the cinnabar pen and ink and drew some charms in case I needed it.
In the current situation, I feel like I might face something evil at any time, so it’s good to be more prepared.
The next morning, when I got up, Chen Yurou was already awake, but she obviously still didn't recognize me, and she became languid and even a little delirious.
I quickly looked at the red blood streak behind her ear and found that it had obviously lengthened a lot and had begun to spread below the earlobe.
It seems that the longer the poison lasts, the more serious the poison will become.
If the poison cannot be solved, Chen Yurou may still be killed in the end.
Thinking of this, I quickly went to Yang Bailiu's Feng Shui shop again.
After all, I'm not good at the art of witchcraft and I don't know any experts in this field, so I can only place my hope on Yang Bailiu. He has many contacts and is knowledgeable, so I think he should be able to find a solution.
When I came over, Yang Bailiu was about to go out, so I caught him right away. Otherwise, when he left, I wouldn't have known where to look for him.
"Uncle Yang, the poison in Yurou seems to be getting more and more serious. If this matter is delayed any longer, I'm afraid something will happen. Do you know anyone who is an expert in this field?"
As soon as we met, I quickly asked Yang Bailiu.
"I was just going to talk to you about this."
Yang Bailiu pondered for a moment and said: "The art of witchcraft and poison is very rare here. It may not be easy to find someone to remove the poison. However, since the other party has cast the poison, he will definitely be able to remove it, so this matter still needs to be done.
Someone who is looking for poison."
"Chen Baili should know this."
I nodded and said thoughtfully.
"Then let's go to Chen's house again."
Yang Bailiu said hello to me.
"Let's go, get in the car."
Ten minutes later, Yang Bailiu and I arrived at Chen's house again.
From a distance, I saw several police cars parked there, and a cordon was put up at the entrance of the villa, with many people watching from a distance.
As soon as I saw this posture, I immediately felt something was wrong. This was obviously a murder, right?
Yang Bailiu and I quickly got out of the car and took a look, and found that everyone in the Chen family was also at the scene. The woman in the family was crying, and Chen Baili was standing there with a pale face, but we didn't see the second eldest son of the Chen family or Chen Baixuan.
"What happened?"
I quickly asked the people nearby and found out that it was Chen Baixuan who had killed his own brother, the second oldest child in the Chen family.
It is said that because Chen Baixuan found out that his wife was having an affair with Chen Baichuan, he beat her to death in a rage.
This makes me somewhat unbelievable.
Chen Baixuan's wife is having an affair with Chen Baili. I've bumped into this before, so I know it.
But Chen Baichuan didn't look like the kind of person who would mess around, so why did he get involved with Wang Xiuzhi? And he was even caught by Chen Baixuan.
With the violent temper of the third son of the Chen family, it is not impossible to beat someone to death on the spot.
Sure enough, the family tradition has been ruined and misfortune is imminent. Disaster has finally struck the Chen family.