At this moment, the silver-haired old man felt very embarrassed.

Following Fang Yuan's suggestion, the handsome young man was thrown into the hot spring to soak for three to five days. Judging from the hot temperature of the spring water, even if the handsome young man did not die, he would probably shed a layer of skin. If he did not agree to Fang Yuan's request,

Then the handsome young man may face only a dead end.

It was a matter of choosing the lesser of two evils. After weighing the pros and cons, the silver-haired old man finally came up with the decision made by a great man. He gritted his teeth and said, "Someone, please send Master Tianming down."

"Grandpa..." the handsome young man exclaimed, very anxious and frightened.

"Tianming, this is for your own good. It is better to suffer a little than to lose your life." The silver-haired old man touched the cheek of the handsome young man, and then waved his hand cruelly, signaling to the accompanying bodyguards to obey the order.

"Master, I'm sorry." The two bodyguards did their duty and directly lifted the handsome young man up. After taking a look at the silver-haired old man, they received a look of acquiescence, and in unison, they gave the handsome young man a gentle shake and threw him into the hot room.

In the spring water.

"thump."

More than a hundred kilograms of objects hit the spring water, causing a splash of water. Not long after, the sound of the handsome young man screaming and howling immediately reached the shore and resounded through the sky.

Hearing this sound, the silver-haired old man breathed a sigh of relief. It was good if there was movement, but he was most afraid of no movement. The howling sound was full of breath, indicating that no matter how high the temperature of the spring water was, it would not be so high that it would burn people to death.

.But the scenes of the handsome young man struggling in various ways in the hot spring water are really pitiful and cannot bear to be looked at.

Fang Yuan glanced at it, his expression was calm, and there was no hint of joy at getting revenge. On the contrary, he frowned in boredom, then turned around and said: "Mr. Fang, I'm back to Nanjing, I'll contact you later.

Bar."

"Ah." For a moment, everyone was stunned. Some were shocked and some were anxious. They hesitated to speak.

Fang Yuancai said that as long as he threw the handsome young man into the hot spring water, he would forgive his disrespect. Now that he had thrown the person in, Fang Yuan wanted to return to Nanjing. It seemed a bit "irresponsible" and he wanted to help anyway.

People only leave after they have resolved the disaster.

The silver-haired old man gritted his teeth. Just when he was about to stand up and stop Fang Yuan and ask for an explanation, Zhang Daoyi stopped him instead. Seeing Zhang Daoyi's eyes, the silver-haired old man's heart moved, he forcibly restrained his impulse, and watched Fang Yuan leave.

After Fang Yuan was far away, the silver-haired old man said, "Daozhang Zhang, what are you doing?"

"Lao Bai, don't you understand?" Zhang Daoyi said with a smile on his face: "When you decided to 'send' the person to the spring, the matter was already settled, and there was no need to create additional complications."

"Is it over?" The silver-haired old man hesitated: "But the disaster that happened to Tianming..."

"Lao Bai only knows one, but not the other." Zhang Daoyi explained: "The spring is gushing like a stream. It is boiling, not only due to the thermal effect of the hot spring itself, but also because it stabs the core of the acupuncture point and opens the orifice that has been blocked for many years, and the vitality sweeps through it.

The appearance of surging.”

"In other words, at this time, the hot springs contain a lot of vitality, which can wash away all negative energy, including disasters and bad luck." While speaking, Zhang Daoyi sighed softly: "He seems to be making things difficult for you.

, in fact, it points out a way to survive.”

In an instant, everyone suddenly realized that the silver-haired old man was surprised and shouted loudly: "Thank you, Master Fang, for being so magnanimous and not caring about past grudges..."

"It's weird to ignore past grudges." Zhang Daoyi murmured in his heart. There are many ways to resolve disasters and bad luck, and he knew that there were several solutions. Not only were there no dangers, but they were also painless.

However, Fang Yuan had resentment in his heart. Although he pointed out a way to survive, it was still a path full of thorns.

Seeing the handsome young man struggling and screaming in the churning spring water, Zhang Daoyi couldn't help but mourn for him, but he didn't have any sympathy. After all, as a Feng Shui master, when he saw others constantly questioning the role of Feng Shui, he felt sad in his heart.

I'm unhappy, but due to my status as a guest, I don't want to worry about it too much.

Now seeing the fate of the handsome young man, Zhang Daoyi also felt that his thoughts were clear and refreshed. So he also deliberately ignored that just washing in the hot spring for an hour or two would be enough to resolve the bad luck. He also wanted to see,

What will a person look like after soaking in a hot spring for three to five days?

Of course, with the care of the Bai family, the person will definitely not die, but the torture can be regarded as a small punishment but a big punishment. It will make him remember a little longer, so as not to offend someone he shouldn't have offended in the future, which may lead to a worse end.

Zhang Daoyi glanced coldly and drifted away.

At the same time, Fang Yuan also walked to the foot of the mountain, got into a spacious and comfortable car, and then carefully took off his robe, observing very attentively and carefully.

At this time, Fang Yuan also confirmed that if he had divine help and understood the true meaning of acupuncture just now, it should be largely due to the amplifying effect of this robe. Under the aura of the robe itself, his strength seemed to be

It was like turning on a plug-in, and it suddenly improved a lot. Even he was surprised.

Not only that, in his opinion, the robe was very simple, and it seemed to have other wonderful uses. While he was studying and exploring the secrets of the robe with great interest, the car window was suddenly knocked twice, and Zhang Daoyi's figure was reflected.

.

Fang Yuan was startled and a little strange, but he opened the car door smoothly.

Zhang Daoyi was not polite, he got in and sat down, his eyes fell on the robe, his eyes were a little wandering, as if he was recalling the past many years ago.

Seeing Zhang Daoyi silent and in a daze, Fang Yuan became even more surprised and couldn't help but ask: "Daozhang Zhang, do you have something to do with me?"

Zhang Daoyi came back to his senses in a trance, his expression was a little subtle, as if he was trying to endure it, but in the end he couldn't help it anymore and asked directly: "Your master... is he okay?"

"Huh?" Fang Yuan was stunned and confused: "My master?"

Zhang Daoyi didn't notice Fang Yuan's abnormality and was still immersed in the past. He said in a leisurely tone: "More than twenty years ago, when I was just starting out, thanks to his persistence and lack of sectarianism, he allowed me to study with him for a while..."

"If I wasn't born in Longhu Mountain and couldn't change my family at will, maybe... this robe would be mine." Zhang Daoyi glanced at Fang Yuan, with a hint of jealousy in his tone, but more of a nostalgia.

, and deep regret.

Fang Yuan was stunned, feeling that Zhang Daoyi seemed to have misunderstood something, so he had to carefully remind him: "Daozhang Zhang, are you..."

Before Fang Yuan could finish what he said, Zhang Daoyi had already taught him a lesson: "Then again, this robe is a rare treasure. There are only a few of them in the world. Why don't you take good care of it and actually take it with you casually? If you lose it,

Now, let’s see how you explain it to his old man..."

Fang Yuan's heart moved and he immediately asked, "Is this robe very rare?"

"Huh?" Zhang Daoyi frowned and asked strangely: "He didn't tell you?"

"...No." Fang Yuan has also learned how to lie without blinking an eye, and said without changing his face: "It's just that I don't know anything, so I carry the robe with me."

"...It's really his old man's style of doing things." Zhang Daoyi sighed and recalled the past: "Some things are never explained thoroughly, but are left to you to study and explore by yourself. Only when you understand it yourself can you truly understand it.

.Otherwise, you will always just know what is happening without knowing why it is happening, and live in formulas and theorems.”

"That's right." Fang Yuan agreed deeply and felt quite a bit. During this period of time, he also read a lot of Feng Shui books. He originally thought some of the contents were very reasonable, but when he actually used them, he found that the books were just

The content in the book is only of reference value. If it is really regarded as a golden rule, it will be easy to make mistakes.

"So, he must have a reason for not telling you." Zhang Dao seemed to be a little gloating: "This is equivalent to a test to see if you can pass it."

"Oh." Fang Yuan raised his eyebrows without comment.

"By the way, where does his old man live in immortality now?"

At the right time, Zhang Daoyi asked eagerly: "Can you allow me to come and visit you?"

"I don't know." Fang Yuan shook his head simply. He didn't even know who the old man Zhang Dao was talking about, so how could he possibly answer this question.

"How could I not know?" Zhang Daoyi became a little anxious: "I also understand that he lives in seclusion and does not want anyone to disturb him. The problem is that I... am not an outsider. When I studied with him, maybe

You haven't even been born yet."

"According to the ancient rules, I can be regarded as a registered disciple after all." Zhang Dao glanced at him and said, "Even if you inherit the mantle and take charge of the family, you still have to call me senior brother."

"...I really don't know." Fang Yuan hesitated for a moment, considering whether to tell the truth. But he didn't know if Zhang Daoyi would fall out after telling the truth?

However, Fang Yuan's hesitation caused Zhang Daoyi to misunderstand.

"It seems that the old man is really determined to live in seclusion, and he actually gave you a hush-hush order." Zhang Daoyi frowned and sighed dejectedly: "Okay, I won't force it. I just hope that you can help me when you contact him.

I'll send a message, maybe the old man is willing to see me..."

Fang Yuan continued to shake his head. After thinking for a while, he said truthfully: "Daozhang Zhang, I actually lied. In fact, I got this robe accidentally. I have no idea who the person you are talking about is."

"Really?" Zhang Dao squinted and said, "It's too late to lie now."

"Huh?" Fang Yuan was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he had the guts to admit that the truth he told was a lie. For a moment, he was also a little bit dumbfounded, why no one believed him when he told the truth these days.

"There is no way to deceive me." Zhang Daoyi snorted: "You are too young and don't even know how to lie. Do you really think that the robe is a dirty thing on the street, and you got it accidentally? Let me tell you the truth, this is

There are only things in the world..."

"etc."
Chapter completed!