Chen Jiangtao did not answer him and asked again: "What do you know about your twin brother?"

Wang Baoan recalled it and said carefully: "I only know that his name seems to be Wang Bingquan, and my name is Wang Bingtang; I don't know the others, it's too long since he was abducted..."

Chen Jiangtao asked someone to take a photo of Wang Bingtang and asked him to leave. After knowing that he would not be fired, Wang Baoan thanked him very much and was very happy.

Originally, there was no clue about how to find the Fengshui masters of the burial sect. Now Shen Jiangtao has some clues. The person who pretended to be an evil ghost in Zhangjia Village is likely to be Wang Baoan's twin brothers.

With a name and a look, it is much less difficult to find someone.

Chen Jiangtao told Mo Tian about these situations. Without further ado, Mo Tian began to mobilize his connections in Qing'an City to find out Wang Bingquan's whereabouts.

Just as Shen Jiangtao, Mo Tian and others were pursuing all their efforts to find some clues, in a dilapidated hut in the old city of Qing'an City, several people pulled the curtains tightly in broad daylight.

The smoke filled the house, and the sun shone through a hole in the corner of the house, forming a beam of dust flying.

"Wang Bingquan, you are responsible for Zhangjia Village. Now that such a big thing has happened, how can Boss Tian explain?..."

A middle-aged man in his fifties asked in a hoarse voice.

The man was wearing a white quaint top and black trousers underneath. A black peony was painted on the collar in a splashing style, which looked ancient and proud, just like an ancient hermit.

His face looked paler against the white clothes, and his face seemed to be covered with a thin layer of black air. His speaking speed was very slow, which made people feel very depressed.

The person asked by the middle-aged man knelt down on the ground and replied in a trembling voice: "Leiweng, I didn't expect such a thing to happen in Zhangjia Village. After this incident, I felt very strange. As soon as I got out of the police station, I went back to the cemetery of Zhangjia Village and found that the acupuncture points in the cemetery had also been changed, so this..."

The middle-aged man Lei Weng did not care about Wang Bingquan's defense, but continued to ask in a hoarse voice: "The person who left has gone, it cannot be changed, and it is useless to say more. I only ask you: How do you explain to me now?"

"This..." Wang Bingquan was sweating all over his head, and he didn't know how to answer.

Lei Weng raised his hand and stretched out a slender white finger to point at Wang Bingquan: "Don't mislead things."

A man with thick makeup on his face, long hair tied into a bunch on the back of his head, his lips were as bright as fire, and a round gold earring with his left ear, and a bearded man twisted his scarf and wrapped around his slender waist. He pointed an orchid in his right hand at Wang Bingquan and said proudly: "The matter of the village in the west has been done. Brother Wang is not doing well and he is going to be spanked by Lei Weng."

Wang Bingquan shivered and looked at the feminine man with some anger: "Tian Peihong, the Feng Shui of the village is relatively simple, and you can do it with the peach blossom evil that you are good at, but this Zhangjia Village is the Four Symbol Feng Shui, and the downward situation is much more difficult."

"Haha, Brother Wang's words are too perverse. Every time he is not good at doing things, he will only make excuses. If the knot controlled by Tian Peihong is less difficult than the village, then my Gedatou Village is much more difficult than your Zhangjia Village?" A sarcastic voice sounded tremblingly.

Wang Bingquan's eyes turned and looked at the origin of the sound. It was an old man less than 1.5 meters tall and wrinkled. There was a hill-like hump on his back, which made him bend down and walk, making him look shorter.

Lei Weng didn't speak.

Wang Bingquan could only look at the old man in a nearly roaring voice and said, "Zhao Xiyun! You... don't forget what Feng Shui technique you used..."

Before Wang Bingquan finished speaking, the old man Zhao Xiyun slapped the table and said, "Hey, what? Are you trying to say that my Feng Shui technique is too evil and evil?"

"This..." Wang Bingquan looked around the house and his face turned pale.

Zhao Xiyun gave Wang Bingquan a blank look: "Lei Weng took action personally to complete the Niudizhuang Village in the north; Tian Peihong also used the peach blossom evil to solve the necessary village; the old man was not very academic, so he could barely become a village. Now this is the only Zhangjia Village, which takes the longest time, and there is even a change. The overall situation of our burial sect is probably because of your mistake."

"You just let the whole village of Gedatou Village die. This is too..." Wang Bingquan looked at the old man Zhao Xiyun with red eyes, as if he was about to jump up and fight him.

Lei Weng, who was standing there, raised his hands flat: "Okay, now is not the time for quarrels. This time the situation is only a Xuanwu image. Since the layout of the Zhang family villagers has been broken, we can only think of another way."

"I think I'll let the old man take action and make all the people in Zhangjia Village die, which is the shortest time." Zhao Xiyun's wrinkled face showed an excited expression.

"Old Yun, don't bother you. Let me use the peach blossom evil to combine the four symbols of Zhangjia Village, and it will definitely be twice the result with half the effort." Tian Peihong orchid fingers raised and said in a coquettish manner.

Wang Bingquan's Feng Shui accomplishments were originally above those two, so he was given the important four-size auspicious land Zhangjia Village this time. Unexpectedly, he was destroyed by some troubles.

He was extremely angry, but he had no choice but to endure the humiliation of these two people under the facts.

Lei Weng waved his hand to Zhao Xiyun and Tian Peihong: "No, Zhangjia Village is in the Qian Gua, but it is also a rare place for auspicious places in the four symbols. The methods of the two of you are either too hard or too feminine, which will destroy the aura there. This is also the reason why you two were not allowed to go to Zhangjia Village at the beginning."

When Lei Weng said this, he thought for a while before speaking again: "From the current situation, he can only use Fengshui well."

When he heard the three ordinary words "Fengshui Well", Wang Bingquan and the other three became frightened. Even Zhao Xiyun's wrinkled old face showed a look of fear.

"This... wouldn't this be too risky? If you have any negligence, even we..." Zhao Xiyun took a deep breath.

Wang Bingquan and Tian Peihong also spoke, saying in a rare agreement: "Leiweng, the danger of Fengshui Well is too great, if there are other ones..."

Before the three of them finished speaking, Lei Weng made a ban gesture: "The current situation is already unfavorable to us. There is no choice in front of us. There is only this method. Because judging from the situation in Zhangjia Village this time, there is a Feng Shui force we did not expect to intervene."

When the other three people heard this, they immediately stopped questioning.

Lei Weng reached out and pulled a piece of red cloth beside him. Below was a large sand table, which was presented on it. The terrain layout of Zhangjia Village and the surrounding areas was clearly displayed.
Chapter completed!