What Ding Shien can think of, the Ge family can naturally think of.
"Master Qian." Ge Jiaze got out of the car first and stretched out his hand to open the rear door.
A middle-aged man in a gray short-sleeved Tang suit got out of the car.
Ge Gongdu, who was waiting at the door of the villa, immediately led someone to greet him.
"Mr. Ge." Master Qian reached out and shook hands with him.
"Master Qian, we will trouble you about our family's affairs." Ge Gongdu promised: "As long as Master Qian can help the Ge family get through this, the Ge family will have to report again."
A smile appeared on Master Qian's face: "Don't worry, Mr. Ge, Qian must do his best."
Although the current situation of the Ge family is not very good, his family is not short of money, which is the main reason why he is here.
No way, my wife needs money for a bag, money for clothes, money for hair, money for nails, money for my daughter to study abroad, money for training...
Gongdu Ge led Master Qian around the villa twice.
Master Qian pinched the beard on his chin: "Wealth gathers from all over the world, treasures for gold, five coins to consolidate the book, three formations, one ring for another, a good method, I don't know which senior did it?"
When he saw Master Qian, he saw through the feng shui of the Ge family at a glance. Ge Gongdu knew the level of Master Qian in his heart, and he smiled even more: "It's not Master Qiuqian."
"It turned out to be the handwriting of Master Qiuqian?" Master Qian was surprised.
The Master Qiuqian in his mouth is the famous master Kanyu at home and abroad, the third-generation descendant of the astronomical calendar of the Zhenxing School in Wu Province, proficient in astronomical calendar and feng shui. Almost no one knows, no one knows.
The reason why it is said to be the former Queen's Feng Shui Master is because Master Qiuqian passed away last year, otherwise the Ge family would not have asked for Master Qian who had only heard of the name and had never seen the real person.
"My father had some respect for Master Qiuqian in the early years." As he spoke, Ge Gongdu felt a little uncomfortable, and his face slowly pulled down.
After all, the Ge family also came from a famous family, but now...
"I see." Master Qian nodded and looked away.
It is more like a small mansion than a villa. The whole house covers an area of more than 2,000 square meters. The main building is a compound western-style three-story building with a brick-wood structure, steel windows and wooden doors, and a cyan flat tile roof. In addition, there are three bungalows and four buildings, one ancestral hall, and a small garden outside.
The Ge family has lived here for 40 years, and now four generations live together.
This is the root of the Ge family.
Master Qian circled the yard twice, and then instructed the servants of the Ge family to dig out the feng shui tree in front of the main building.
As soon as the hoe went down, a strong rancid smell permeated.
Ge Jiaze frowned slightly, took out a square scarf from his suit pocket and covered his mouth and nose.
The two bodyguards found a hemp rope to wrap it around the tree trunk, then shouted the number, and pulled it down with force. With a bang, the feng shui tree, which could only be hugged by the two people with open hands, fell down easily.
The crowd quickly gathered around.
All I saw was that the roots under the old tree had all rotted away, and white worms the size of thumbs were burrowing in and out of the swamp-like potholes.
The scene was so disgusting that some people couldn't help but vomit.
"Master Qian?" Ge Gongdu looked gloomy.
"It seems that the other party has not only destroyed the feng shui array of your home." Master Qian raised a dignified look on his face, turned his hands over, and took out a compass the size of a palm.
The needle on the compass first kept spinning, then moved faster and faster with Master Qian's instructions, and finally pointed to the due east tremblingly.
Master Qian immediately turned around and walked forward, and finally stopped in front of a bush.
He ordered, "Get a bowl of rooster blood."
The servants of the Ge family immediately moved.
A bowl of rooster blood was poured down, and the bushes were corroded directly into a pool of stinky water, revealing a wooden knife underneath, the tip of which pointed directly at the Ge family ancestral hall.
The faces of the Ge family were even darker.
Master Qian knew what he knew, and immediately controlled the compass and continued to move forward.
Master Qian dug up a total of four wooden knives at Ge's house.
"Go, go to the ancestral hall."
With a creak, the door slowly opened.
Under the leadership of Ge Gongdu, Master Qian stepped into the threshold with one foot, and then took seven steps forward. He stepped on the marble slab under his feet: "Dig."
The servants of the Ge family swarmed up immediately.
The slate was dug to reveal a palm-sized copper turtle buried underneath.
"Sure enough." Master Qian squatted down and reached out to pick up the copper tortoise: "The Bureau of Vicious Punishment."
Ge Gongdu's face was ashen, and his house was considered to be heavily guarded, but he did not expect to be sneaked in without anyone knowing it, and even set up a formation.
"Hey," Master Qian turned over the copper turtle and read it according to his words: "Take care of things!"
As soon as the voice fell, the words on the copper turtle lit up one by one.
Master Qian reacted, and his pupils tightened: "Not good—"
The next moment, with a bang, the copper tortoise exploded, and the storm-like air wave instantly lifted Master Qian and others away.
With a loud bang, the Ge family ancestral hall collapsed.
"Master... Master Qian..."
The scene was instantly chaotic.
Ge Gongdu was disheartened and gritted his teeth: "Master Qian, what is going on?"
Master Qian covered his stomach, blood stains hung on the corners of his mouth, and most of his body weight was on the bodyguard who was supporting him.
He had a lingering fear: "Mr. Ge, who did your family offend?"
This is a blatant warning—
The other party was obviously showing mercy, otherwise it would not be just the Ge family ancestral hall that collapsed.
Ge Gongdu's expression changed slightly: "Master Qian, what do you mean?"
The opponent is obviously proficient in formation, and this formation is the best proof.
After having a preliminary assessment of the strength of the people behind the scenes, Master Qian regretted that he had gone through the troubled waters for money.
He mainly focuses on Feng Shui, and he has built up a lot of fame over the years, but why is it that those magicians of his generation who are more qualified than him are almost dead, but he is still alive?
That's because he wasn't dazed by others. He clearly knew his weakness, that is, he was not good at fighting with others.
Not to mention that he is still injured.
Master Qian made a decisive decision: "Mr. Ge, please forgive Qian for his poor strength, I'm afraid he can't help much."
"Master Qian?" Ge Gongdu's expression changed dramatically.
"Farewell." Master Qian turned around and left.
He didn't want to offend a colleague whose strength was similar to him, or a bit higher than him. He had to save his life to earn money to buy bags, clothes, hair, and nails for his wife.
"Master Qian?" Ge Jiaze raised his foot to catch up.
"Stop." Ge Gongdu stopped him.
The Ge family has been standing in the capital for decades. When was someone so humiliated, when someone gritted their teeth and said, "Fuck, shameless old guy."
"Shut up." Ge Gongdu was exhausted: "Do you still want to offend another master?"
The man's face was blue and white for a while, and he didn't speak.
As if remembering something, someone else said: "By the way, he asked just now, who has our family offended recently, is it Zhao Wanxue?"
"Impossible." Ge Jiaze said firmly: "If Zhao Wanxue really wants this kind of network, she won't use it until now. And she has been in the hospital recently, and she has never seen outsiders."
After the accident at the Ge family, his first reaction was the same, so he specially sent someone to investigate Zhao Wanxue's recent whereabouts.
In fact, not only the Ge family, but the entire upper class in Beijing thinks this way.
"Okay, now is not the time to talk about this." Ge Gongdu stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, his heart was heavier than ever before: "Let's think about how to get through this difficulty first."
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"I'm afraid the Ge family will be hurt this time... His Ge family also has today."
Chen Jiamei's words kept looping in Zhao Wanxue's ears.
But after she relieved her anger, a self-deprecating expression appeared on her face, so what, the thin camel was bigger than a horse, and it was still easy for the Ge family to kill her.
Forget it, now is not the time to care about that.
Zhao Wanxue reached out and wiped his face, took the 100,000 yuan borrowed from Chen Jiamei, and got on the bus to the hospital.
"Uncle Liu, what's wrong with Ah Yi—" Zhao Wanxue pushed open the door of the ward, and his voice came to an abrupt end.
Uncle Liu was the nurse she hired.
Zheng Yi was half seated on the bed, with black suits standing beside the hospital bed. His face became calmer, but Zhao Wanxue's familiar greenness was lost. He said, "Wanxue."