"Fellow Daoist Xu, what's down here?" Feng Lao was as curious as a cat scratching his head.
Sun Hai also said: "Yes, Brother Xu, please tell me what exactly I found."
Liang Jing said, "Mr. Xu, I want to know too."
Xu Ping looked at the three of them and smiled: "What else can there be? There are ghosts."
As he said that, he walked straight outside, looked at the police officer not far away, and said solemnly: "Inspector Liang, those are your people, right?"
Liang Jing, who had just followed him out, was stunned for a moment and said hurriedly: "Yes, they are all my people. I don't know what Mr. Xu's orders are."
Xu Ping waved his hand: "Let them all evacuate. Also, the workers in the work sheds should find a place to settle down first."
"This place will be completely sealed off from now on."
Upon hearing this, Sun Hai was the first to express his objection. He pulled Xu Ping to the side and said hurriedly: "Brother Xu, are you serious? I don't agree with your decision. Do you know that every time you delay?
How much money do we lose in one day?"
Staring at the anxious face in front of him, Xu Ping exhaled and said, "Brother Sun, do you know how much trouble there will be in the provincial capital if this matter is not completely resolved?"
Sun Hai was stunned on the spot. Seeing Xu Ping's serious expression, he said: "Isn't this just a construction site? How can we cause trouble in the provincial capital after building a building?"
Xu Ping said solemnly: "That's because you don't know how important this geographical location is."
Feng Lao and Liang Jing also came over. They both heard the conversation just now and looked suspicious.
Especially Feng Lao, he looked at it carefully again. Whether this place is good or not, it can prosper for at least twenty or thirty years. How come it has become so important to this population and even affects the entire provincial capital.
Thinking of Xu Ping's identity and conduct, he now felt that the other party might not be alarmist.
"Fellow Daoist Xu, I think the Feng Shui here is slightly flawed, but it won't have such a big impact. Can you elaborate on it?" Feng Lao put forward his own judgment and humbly asked for advice.
After thinking about it, Xu Pingran said: "Everyone, I am just a guess at the moment and it needs to be verified. But before I verify it, no one is allowed to approach this place."
As he spoke, he looked at Liang Jing and said, "Including people from your police station."
Hearing Xu Ping's instructions, Liang Jing did not refuse, but just asked: "Then how can you guarantee that no one is watching here and that no one else will sneak over in the middle of the night?"
"snort!"
Xu Ping waved his hand again and threw it into the air. Large paper figures fell like snowflakes, covering almost the entire construction site.
The moment these paper figures landed on the ground, they turned into human-sized paper figures, all facing Xu Ping, their postures straight.
Feng Lao no longer knew how to express his shock.
He had also heard of the folk art of paper-tying, but to be able to practice to this level and control hundreds of paper figures at one time was truly unheard of and unseen.
Looking at the paper man who faced him and regarded him as his master, Xu Ping raised his hand and cut his throat, and said in a deep voice: "From now on, if anyone comes close to this place..."
"kill!"
…
After Xu Ping repeatedly urged them, all three of them agreed.
Sun Hai provided accommodation for these workers from other places, allowing them to be on call at any time and come back to meet the deadline.
And Detective Liang took away all the police officers.
Before Mr. Feng left, he still had a lot to say, but when he saw that Xu Ping was ignoring him, he could only sigh, knowing that he had missed a huge opportunity because of his rudeness.
After settling in, Xu Ping and Sun Hai returned to the trading house. As for the ten years of Taoism awarded after killing Lao Zhang, there was nothing to study.
Sun Hai couldn't wait to ask: "Brother Xu, what happened, and why was there such a big fight?"
Xu Ping, who was rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the dojo, raised his head, pondered for a moment and said: "The dozen or so people who died were all paid by Shi Jian. Under that pillar, dozens of female corpses were piled up."
"Ah this..."
Sun Hai's eyes widened in disbelief.
Xu Pingyou said: "The old man named Lao Zhang was Shi Jian's confidant. When he learned that Shi Jian was dead, he killed those people in order to silence them."
When Sun Hai heard this, he was surprised and said: "Since he killed it himself, why did he call the police?"
Xu Ping already had the answer in his mind and said, "Look at that Feng Lao and his disciples. If I hadn't gone today, how would those corpses and evil spirits containing evil spirits be dealt with?"
"A fire..." Sun Hai spoke subconsciously, then suddenly woke up, "You mean, he knows that with Feng Lao and the others, they can't figure out the inner thoughts at all, and can only think about destroying the corpse to avoid endless troubles.
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Xu Ping nodded: "It's a pity that he met me because he was destined to die, or in other words, it was a missing link in their seamless plan."
"them?"
Sun Hai accurately captured this information. With his intelligence, of course he would not think that they only refer to Shi Jian and the group of people on the construction site.
"Well, they."
Xu Ping pondered for a while, then frowned: "I've told you so much, now I need you to help me investigate something."
Sun Hai slapped his chest: "You can tell me, but whoever dares to block my way of making money, my gun is not a vegetarian."
As he spoke, he pulled out a pistol from his waist.
You put the gun there... Xu Ping looked at where he drew the gun and expressed concern for his future wife.
"Hey, you haven't said what you want me to do for you?"
Xu Ping threw the two thick boxes of letters and contracts he found in front of him, and chuckled: "I need your help to find out who has close contact with this Shi Jian, especially those involving money."
Transactional.”
When he saw the mountains of letters, Sun Hai, who had been so ambitious just now, was dumbfounded and said, "What about you, Brother Xu?"
Xu Ping sat cross-legged on the dojo, adjusted his breathing, and said with a smile: "I need to verify it at night. My guess during the day..."
"By the way, if I say that I want to knock down the nearly completed building, what do you think?"
Sun Hai suddenly felt like a mouse whose tail was stepped on, jumping up and shouting: "Absolutely not!"
After saying that, he felt that he had lost his temper, and added: "Even if I agree, several other people will not agree."
In the past few days, Xu Ping also learned that behind Baitong Trading Company, there are major shareholders, that is, the two largest financial backers.
One is Pan Zhenguo, who comes from the Pan family in the provincial capital.
One is from Huo Yongzhong, who has just arrived at the Huo family.
It's not a place where they and Karl, the temporary gang of three, can just say whatever they say.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Ping nodded: "Then I understand..."
"But I have to remind you that if something doesn't work out in the end, you still have to push for what should be pushed. You have to be mentally prepared."
…
Taking advantage of this moment, Xu Ping hurried out of the door. This time he did not stop the car, but walked to a remote place and used elusiveness to hide himself.
Fly straight into the air.
Feeling the strong wind blowing against his face, Xu Ping didn't feel the slightest pleasure of flying in his heart.
This time, he wanted to take advantage of the daytime to take a careful and clear look at the Feng Shui pattern of the entire provincial capital.
In Feng Shui, setting up a central axis to allow balanced development on both sides is the best layout method for urban Feng Shui.
Grain braised
This is the case for provincial capitals.
Especially in the central part of the city, seawater is introduced into the city, which is called a water dragon.
The mountain range is Nanqianlong, one of the three major mountain dragons. It extends from the Himalayas. After being cut off at the Guizhou border, it enters southern Guangdong and is divided into "nine major branch dragons" that converge in the provincial capital.
It is said that after the King of Qin unified the six kingdoms, a sorcerer observed the stars at night and saw that there was an "imperial spirit" in the south, and a stranger must appear.
After the King of Qin learned about it, he sent a Feng Shui master to go south to "search for the dragon" and destroy it!
The Feng Shui master of the King of Qin searched in front of Baiyun Mountain in southern Guangdong and finally found the acupoint of the "Emperor Dragon Vein". He ordered people to dig mountains and dig ditches to directly destroy the "Emperor Dragon Vein"!
This is the king of Qin cutting off the dragon.
From mountains to water, from air to wind, Xu Ping strengthened his guess. This Shi Jian was creating a dragon, creating a dragon that would obey his orders.
…
That night.
The night sky is like ink and dotted with stars.
Xu Ping came to the construction site alone.
It is not entirely correct to say that he is alone. At least there are hundreds of paper brothers accompanying him in this lonely night.
In fact, what he said during the day was not exaggerated at all.
I don’t know who Shi Jian was bewitched to put up such a huge array in this place.
From what Lao Zhang said, we learned that he was originally a monk in a temple near the provincial capital, eating fast, chanting sutras, and ringing bells. Unexpectedly, when he went down the mountain to beg for alms, he impulsively committed the precept of killing first and then committing adultery.
In this way, the monk definitely couldn't do it, so he fired the Buddha himself and fled into the mortal world to do evil.
By chance, he met Shi Jian, they had a similar aptitude, and he was taken care of by this great disciple of Maoshan who also didn't know what righteousness was, and spent a lot of money to keep him under his care.
Specially outside, handling some shameful things for him.
One late night a year ago, Shi Jian came to him alone and gave him the job of guarding the construction site.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, he quietly put in a batch of things and a few mysterious men wrapped in black, and buried a few things under the nine load-bearing pillars of the building.
According to legend, the dragon gave birth to nine sons.
Buried under the nine load-bearing pillars is the golden statue of Long Jiuzi.
The distribution of these nine pillars better coincides with the nine directions in the Qimen Bagua that can produce all things.
Entering the building alone, Xu Ping walked slowly with a wolf hair in his hand and an inkstone with cinnabar in the other.
After using the Zhanwang Qi Technique to locate the middle palace, Xu Ping took up his pen and started recording the position on the cement pillar in front of him.
Stepping on the Heavenly Gang, the wolf's hair is swaying.
The first palace is Kan (north), the second palace is Kun (southwest), the third palace is Zhen (east), the fourth palace is Xun (southeast), the fifth palace is Zhong (which is sent to Kun), the sixth palace is Qian (northwest), and the seventh palace is Dui (northwest). , the eighth palace is Gen (northeast), and the ninth palace is Li (south).
It wasn't until the directions of the nine pillars were completely marked that Xu Ping stepped back slightly to allow his field of vision to become wider.
He closed his eyes slightly, his true energy was surging, and his whole body was surrounded by energy. He used his qi-gazing technique to the extreme, and penetrated directly into the ground, where he saw nine lifelike statues pressed under the cement pillars.
The building faces north and south, with the main gate facing the Pearl River, and the heads of the nine statues also happen to be pointed at the Pearl River, which stretches continuously through the sea.
This is what worries him the most in his heart, this is a situation where the dragon is let into the sea.
Since the building was built on the ground, there would be no access to seawater. Although Xu Ping did not understand what the plans of the dead Shi Jian were.
But what he was sure of was that the other party had an idea to divert seawater to flood the building.
At that time, the nine dragon statues will release the majestic energy of the earth in an instant, and maybe a divine dragon will emerge.
It should be possible to pour in sea water and blow up the embankment during high tide... Xu Ping was frightened by his bold guess.
Could this Taoist priest from Maoshan really be so selfish as to disregard the lives of millions of people in the provincial capital?
As for why he did this, the purpose is of course very obvious. This Taoist priest not only wanted to seek immortality, but also wanted to be an emperor.
But who is he working with?
Simply letting go of Long Jiuzi and suppressing the fate of the provincial capital is not a simple matter.
That's not something he can accomplish alone.
Xu Ping believed that he couldn't do this alone. The soaring earth energy would definitely wash away his soul in an instant.
Now the nine sons have entered the dragon game.
It is obviously not advisable to dig out the statue.
He doesn't have the guts yet to face the impact of the earth's fate.
I just told Sun Hai that pushing this building is actually not a simple matter, and it takes a lot of energy.
The first is explosives, and the explosives have to be very powerful. All the people living nearby will be evacuated. Maybe this entire land will be integrated with the sea.
It would be best if the building and the golden statue underneath could be blown up to pieces. After all, within the range of truth, all monsters and monsters would be useless.
Xu Ping thought for a long time and put the use of explosives as the last option.
The current situation is like a Feng Shui master setting up a Feng Shui formation, and Xu Ping is the one who breaks it.
His first idea was to improve his Taoism as soon as possible. When he was strong enough to shake the earth's veins, he would then clean up the statues one by one.
This is stable enough, but slow.
Xu Ping didn't know what was going on now. In one year, Long Jiuzi might have absorbed enough power to have the strength of Jiujiuyi.
Just waiting for the opportunity.
The second idea is to find people who participated with Shi Jian and ask them how to break the formation.
As the saying goes, to untie a bell, you must tie the bell.
However, there are certain disadvantages in that. If the other party learns from Lao Zhang and directly chooses a dog leash, it will still be so cruel that it will drive him to pieces.
Then Xu Ping had no choice.
After pondering for a long time, Xu Ping planned to place a record in the Sanqing Taoist Book on the ground——
Big Dipper Sword Formation.
The power of the stars in the sky turned into a dense sword, suppressing the earth's veins, making Long Jiuzi no longer able to draw power.
Make more plans.
As soon as he thought about this, Xu Ping started to take action. The paper man cleaned up the debris near the construction site. Xu Ping took the willow sword and carved complicated formation patterns.
As for the Big Dipper Sword Formation, seven more swords are needed. The willow sword is considered one, and the copper coin sword that carries the yang energy of thousands of people is also considered one.
As for the remaining five, I can only go to an art store in the provincial capital early tomorrow morning.