Dig a tree, fill a hole and transplant the turf...

This situation seems very ordinary. However, at this sensitive moment, Huafeng smelled a little unusual and felt that there must be a lot of things here.

Of course, he is purely an amateur and needs to seek advice from experts, so he naturally has to ask Fang Yuan for advice.

Fang Yuan was not in a hurry to diagnose, but stood up to observe the situation around him. At the rapid speed of the east, the car had already moved away from the flat racing starting point and came to a rolling mountain.

The spacious racing lanes are created on hills and ravines. If you look carefully, you will find that the racing lanes are rising and falling, with a volatile ups and downs, which has a bit of a steep meaning.

Especially for a distance nearby, there are two tall cliffs standing opposite each other, with only a very narrow road passing through. From a distance, the passage seems to be as thin as paper. The rugged rocks stand suddenly on the cliff, as if shaking.

It may fall down at any time, which is very scary.

In short, this distance, whether narrow, curved, or coiled, can be called complex and dangerous. Ordinary people may have to put in some energy when driving on such a road.

, dare not be careless at all. If it were a racing car that was running fast, it would be easy for the car to be destroyed or killed by accident.

Anyway, Fang Yuan's opinion, there is also a bit of a death track here.

Seeing Fang Yuan silent, Hua Feng couldn't help asking, "Brother Fang, have you noticed anything?"

Fang Yuan shook his head gently, his ears moved slightly, reminding him: "It seems that someone is coming."

"Huh?" Huafeng was stunned, and then he heard the sound of racing cars and Mercedes-Benz. After a while, as the whimpering engine roared, cars roared and rushed out of the track, running quickly toward this side

Drive to come.

"These guys are not slow to react." Hua Feng grunted and said dissatisfied: "As soon as there is any movement, I will bite you."

"Boss, you are so slanderous, you're a dog." Dongfang Weili pursed his lips and smiled, not only not afraid, but he looked a little eager to try.

"That's it." Hua Feng snorted lightly, then turned his head: "Brother Fang, just leave these people to us to deal with. They don't dare to do anything to us."

As soon as the words were finished, several cars stopped beside them with a click.

At the right time, the car door opened and a group of men in black walked down. The middle-aged man in the head looked sharp and his eyes seemed to be scraping through the three of them. After some scrutiny, he asked, "Mr. Hua, you are fine."

Bar."

"What do you think we can have?" Huafeng asked back.

The man's eyes flashed slightly and explained, "The car left the track. We were worried that there would be any accidents, so we rushed over."

"Oh, that's because the car was driving too fast, and we felt a little dizzy, so we got out of the car and walked, and breathed." Huafeng said carelessly: "Anyway, thank you for your concern. We're fine, you can go."

”

Huafeng drove people out without hesitation, hoping to send them away.

"Don't feel comfortable?" The middle-aged man smiled and beat the snake with the stick: "Since that's the case, let's send you back."

"It's really a ghost." Hua Feng cursed in his heart, but he was silent on the surface: "No need, we think the scenery here is good, and we plan to take a walk and enjoy it for a while."

"That's it." The middle-aged man said again: "Then we will accompany you, after all, it is very dangerous to be in the barren mountains and suburbs."

"Dangerous?" Hua Feng sneered: "Is there any poisonous snakes and beasts here? Besides, even if there are poisonous snakes and beasts, are they in danger of humans?"

The middle-aged man smiled again, pretending not to understand anything, and said, "Mr. Hua, you are a distinguished guest. Our boss told me that you can't make any mistakes. We are just running errands, I believe you won't be able to do it.

Let's make us embarrassed?"

"It's just that you're embarrassed, so what?" Hua Feng's face darkened and he shouted: "Get out of here!"

"The boss is mighty and domineering." Dongfang Weili was afraid that the world would not be in chaos, and he happily applauded.

In an instant, including middle-aged people, a group of men in black were somewhat angry, and some even looked as if they were ashen and secretly clenched their fists.

"Sizi..." At this moment, a slight sound of electric current sounded, and then a cold voice came from the intercom on the middle-aged man's shoulder: "You come back, he can watch it!"

"Yes, boss." The middle-aged man relaxed his expression, immediately waved his hand, and turned around and left with a few big men in black.

"Wait." Hua Feng suddenly stopped him. When middle-aged man turned around, he pointed to the walkie-talkie on his shoulder, and then hooked his hand and said, "Give me something..."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while and turned his head to report: "Boss, Mr. Hua wants to talk to you."

Suddenly, the walkie-talkie blew and then it was completely quiet, without any sound. The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and his expression became very strange, and he said with a smile: "Mr. Hua, the boss has hung up."

"...bastard." Hua Feng gritted his teeth, his face seemed to be burned by fire, as red as blood.

Of course, no matter how gloating the middle-aged people are, they dare not reveal it, and they will not say anything sarcastic to make things worse. Instead, they will take a few subordinates into the car and whistle away.

"Boss, you have been ignored by others." Dongfang Weile reminded, and a cunning look was hidden in his serious tone.

Hua Feng glared at her, but did not get angry, but instead showed calmness: "A arrogant soldier will be defeated. He doesn't even plan to ask about your details, Brother Fang, but it shows that he has already expanded and will definitely be defeated."

There was some suspicion of being provoked in Huafeng's words. Fang Yuan heard it, but he didn't care. After all, no matter whether Jack despises or values ​​himself, what should he do or what should he do.

At the same time, Dongfang Weilai was surprised: "Oh, boss, is he really the one who replaced Taoist Zhang?"

"Just know, don't yell." Hua Feng said cautiously: "You must know that Brother Fang is the best Feng Shui master. If that bastard knows, he will definitely be more cautious."

"First of all?" Dongfang Weili said innocently: "Does a finger count a thousand times?"

"You..." Hua Fengzhen was angry and said sternly: "Xiao Liu, how did you speak? It seems that I have indulged you too much, so I have developed the problem of being unrestrained by you. Why don't you apologize to Brother Fang quickly?

, Otherwise, you go home, my carriage is small and I can’t afford you, the Bodhisattva.”

"Apologize if you apologize." Dongfang Weilai muttered: "But he has gone far away, who will I apologize for?"

"Huh?" Hua Feng looked around and found that Fang Yuan had already climbed the nearby hill. He immediately said angrily: "Why didn't you say it earlier? Let's settle the score with you again."

"Even if you settle the accounts, I'm angry... I'll just defect here." Dongfang Weili muttered, and followed her leisurely, wondering whether Fang Yuan is reliable or not.

Huafeng knew the most whether Fang Yuan was reliable or not, and there was absolutely no doubt. As soon as he went up the mountain, he accompanied Fang Yuan to watch for a while, and then signaled: "Brother Fang, Master Zhang had an accident on the nearby track and directly hit him.

When I arrived at the cliff wall, I hurt my forehead…”

Fang Yuan's eyes gathered and after careful observation for a long time, he sighed: "It's so chaotic."

"Can chaos come from?" Hua Feng was puzzled and asked for advice: "What does it mean?"

"The atmosphere is as chaotic as a scattered man," Fang Yuan explained: "The mountain shape here is like a terrain, clustered with scattered bodies, tied up many dead knots."

"So what?" Hua Feng said confusedly, not understanding the meaning of Fang Yuan's words.

Fang Yuan's expression was solemn and said frankly: "I want to tell you that such a chaos is equivalent to a poor mountain and bad water. It has never been suitable for building graves and tombs, and it is even more suitable for human habitation."

"But..." Hua Feng wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Fang Yuan: "Listen to me to finish my words."

"Really speaking, such chaos is basically gone, but someone is taking a different approach and sorting out a context in the chaos, and then adapting to local conditions, using the road to break through the lock, and placing a quick knife to cut the mess.

The image directly reverses the universe, turns danger into safety, turns evil into good fortune..."

Fang Yuan sighed lightly: "This layout turns decay into magic is definitely the master's work. Brother Hua, are you really sure that these layouts are all from that person?"

"It should be." Hua Feng frowned and said, "It is said that every grass and wood here, including the layout of the racing lane, as well as the buildings of entertainment venues such as restaurants, gyms, etc., are all built according to his wishes, without plagiarism.

Hand.”

"In this way, he must be a master." Fang Yuan commented: "Master Zhang was careless and underestimated the enemy for a while, and he was not wronged."

Dongfang Weilai came over, listened vaguely for a few words, and asked confusedly: "What road is rushing, what is the quick knife to cut the mess? What does this mean?"

"Road rush refers to the racing lane." Fang Yuan half explains and half analyzes: "The surface road is sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, sometimes rising and falling, sometimes slanting, sometimes surrounding, sometimes appearing and sometimes appearing. Such a situation is

The so-called biased blade. In Feng Shui, only biased blade is the fastest and the shape of evil is the heaviest. However, using evil to stop evil and using poison to attack poison will undoubtedly have immediate results and the fastest effect."

"One percent of the race track is not just a slant. Whenever a car sprints on the road, it directly drives the airflow to rotate at high speed, forming a blade, gradually breaking through layers of chaos and making things right.

.”

Fang Yuan said as he asked, "Brother Hua, do you have a detailed map of this place?"

"Yes!" Huafeng reacted quickly and took out the map he carried with him: "A few days ago, Master Zhang also asked me to collect data from all aspects and complete this topographic map. There is also a sand table in the hotel...

”

"Very good." Fang Yuan was a little happy and spread out the map and looked at it. After studying for a while, he sighed again: "As expected, it is really a circle of woven round..." (To be continued, please search for the dough..
Chapter completed!