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At this moment, Sang Er felt like an emperor took turns to sit and arrived at my house next year. Even though he knew that he had just held Sanger's thigh and pretended to be a tiger, he was still very happy.

Because there is not always the opportunity to hold your thighs. Besides, clinging to power is the way for small people to survive, and he doesn't think there is anything wrong at all.

When the situation is not good, he can be servile and kneel down and beg for mercy. But now he has reached his thigh, he naturally shook proudly and was arrogant.

This behavior also made Fang Yuan feel a little disgusted and frowned: "Why do you say I'm lying?"

"Hehe, I know you don't give up until the Yellow River, so you have prepared the evidence long ago." Sang Er smiled proudly and showed the so-called evidence: "What do you think is this?"

Fang Yuan glanced at him and found that the evidence turned out to be a page of paper, the mountain situation drawing he drew.

"You are not unfamiliar with this thing, aren't you?" Sang Er said with a smile, holding up the drawings, as if holding the medal of victory, very proud.

"Why did my thing come to your hands?" Fang Yuan said angrily: "I said why can't I find it? It turned out that it was stolen by you. It's really easy to change the country, but it's hard to change its nature. A thief is a thief, and he will never change the nature of cheating and stealing..."

"Hmph~~" Sang Er was not ashamed, but proud: "You should stop changing the topic. If it weren't like this, I wouldn't find out the fact that you deceived Sang Mr. "

"You stole something, is it reasonable?" Fang Yuan sneered.

"These are not the point, the key is the evidence." Sang Er popped up the drawing and said, "The evidence of your lying."

"That's strange." Fang Yuan said calmly: "Why don't I know? The things I drew myself have inexplicably become evidence of lying. Tell me. What is the mystery of this painting?"

"Hey, it's time. Do you still want to deny the quibbling?" Sang Er said: "I admit that I am definitely not as good as you in terms of Feng Shui level. But you also need to know that I have learned Feng Shui at least, and I still know how to read the most basic Feng Shui situation chart."

"Your Feng Shui map not only includes Zushan, Shaozu Mountain, but also Parents Mountain."

Sang Er glanced at Fang Yuan and continued to comment: "The most important thing is that there is also the existence of the dragon cave. The cave is wrapped in layers of mountains and water flows through it, which can be said to be a place where wind and energy gather."

"The left and right wings are horizontal and horizontal, and the peaks are undulating. This is a blue dragon and white tiger. The front mountain is in the shape of three stars. The Mingtang is wide and a water flows by, and the hall is lingering. Luocheng is tightly placed."

Sang Er said excitedly: "This situation is clearly the most typical Feng Shui treasure land pattern. You clearly discovered it, but don't tell Mr. Sang what he meant?"

"Your Madam Sang believes that you value you. But you work hard but don't work hard. You have found the Feng Shui treasure land but hide it. Do you want to take it privately for yourself? The so-called salary of the king. The matter of loyalty to the king is, and I really can't stand your actions like this. Of course, you have to expose and report it. Let Mr. Sang know your true face."

Sang Er was righteous and righteous, full of righteousness and indignation. No matter how upright and selfless his tone was, he could not hide the gloating expression in his eyes.

At the same time, Fang Yuan sneered and looked at Sanger and said, "This guy is a liar, do you believe his words?"

"I naturally don't believe his words." Sanger said.

For a moment, Sang Er was stunned. His originally proud expression suddenly stagnated and frozen. He immediately panicked: "Mr. Sang, I swear to the sky, all I told the truth..."

Sanger waved his hand and continued, "I don't believe in him, but I believe in others!"

"Hmm?" Fang Yuan raised his brows, and he was also wondering who the other person Sanger said was.

At this moment, a group of big men around Sange dispersed slightly, and an old Taoist priest with long eyebrows and long robe in green clothes slowly walked out. Fang Yuan saw it and naturally recognized that this was an old Taoist priest in Fuyuanju, the county town.

"This Taoist priest is my grandfather's friend during his lifetime. I thought he wouldn't lie to me..." Sanger was very respectful and then said in a deep voice: "Brother Fang, I ask myself why you treat me like this?"

Seeing the old Taoist priest appearing, Fang Yuan knew that this matter might not be fooled, so he was silent for a moment when he was silent about Sanger's questioning, then shook his head, then turned around and returned to the room to pack his luggage.

"He made a pity and wanted to escape..." Sang Er shouted, fearing that the world would not be in chaos.

After a while, Fang Yuan went out with his luggage bag, but found that the door was blocked again. He immediately spoke: "This incident means that our fate is over. Do you stop me and don't let me go. Do you want to beat me?"

"It's time to beat you..." Sang Er couldn't help but feel excited. It was really rewarding every time.

However, the result disappointed Sang Er because Sang Ge did not intend to beat people. On the contrary, he wanted to turn big things into small things and small things into small things, and said to Xi Ni: "Brother Fang, I don't want to ask you the reason for doing this. As long as you are willing to tell me where this Feng Shui treasure land is, our previous agreement will still be valid."

The agreement Sanger mentioned naturally refers to half of the dragon plate and ten tons of jadeite rough stones. Not only that, he also increased his bargaining chips: "If Brother Fang feels dissatisfied, then we can still discuss it."

When Sang Eryi heard this, he didn't know what the agreement was, but he was not angry and envious and jealous. Why can Fang Yuan hide it and not report it?

If Sanger heard Sang Er's voice, he would definitely reply, relying on his strength. Last night, Sanger received the drawings from Sang Er's "dedication", and immediately asked the old Taoist priest for advice.

After looking at it, the old Taoist priest immediately confirmed that the picture was indeed a Feng Shui treasure land, but he did not know where this Feng Shui treasure land was. After all, there are some differences between the graphics on paper and the actual terrain.

Not to mention the old Taoist priests, it was Sanger and others who followed Fang Yuan to explore the landscape, but after carefully studying the drawings, they felt familiar, not right but not right, and could not determine the specific direction at all.

In other words, except Fang Yuan himself, no one knows where he was drawing. The person who tied the bell must also be able to unplug the bell, so no matter how angry Sanger is, he does not want to lose his big picture because of the small, and is willing to "compromise for the sake of perfection".

Fang Yuan was unmoved and said frankly: "I can't tell you..."

"Why?" Sanger was shocked and suspicious.

Fang Yuan thought about it and gave an answer that was not the answer: "The way is different, don't work together!"

"What?" Sanger was stunned, confused and confused.

"This matter... I was indeed wrong, and I admit it." Fang Yuan said a few more words: "If you want to beat me up and let out anger, then I don't plan to fight back. If you don't fight... this is naturally the best, then I will go back."

"No matter what, I still have to thank everyone for their care these days." Fang Yuan said sincerely: "Go to see you if you are destined to be... Well, maybe there will be no chance to meet again in the future. In short, take care of each other and forget each other, which is also good."

While speaking, Fang Yuan was about to leave, and a group of big men looked at each other, not knowing whether to stop or let go. Sanger's situation was similar, and his expression changed for a while and he did not react for a long time.

In this gap, Fang Yuan easily squeezed out of the crowd and walked out of the village.

At this moment, the old Taoist priest who had been silent suddenly stopped Fang Yuan: "Wait..."

"Master, is there anything wrong?" Fang Yuan turned around and asked slowly.

The old Taoist priest smiled and asked, "You don't want Longpan anymore? Although things are broken, they also have high research value. Isn't your original intention of flowing into this muddy water just for that thing? Those who travel a hundred miles apart are half a dozen, and now everything is ready, just one step away. Why did you give up and lead to failure?"

Fang Yuan's heart was thumping, and there was a little doubt in his eyes. He wondered if this old Taoist priest knew the details of Long Pan?

"Look at what I do?" The old Taoist priest smiled a little on his face: "I'm just surprised that as a Feng Shui master, since he has accepted Gu Zhuo's employment, he will do his best to find a blessing for Gu Zhuo. This is called duty."

"You are so good, you actually said that you don't want to work together..."

The old Taoist priest shook his head and said, "I don't understand. Why is his Tao different from your Tao? So you don't even want the reputation of hard work, and you are unwilling to help you point out a clear way."

Fang Yuan was silent for a while before speaking: "It's okay elsewhere, here... I can't say it!"

"Why?" Sanger couldn't help but question: "Why can't you say it here?"

"No reason..." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "If it's okay, I'll leave first."

"Don't leave!" Sanger subconsciously blocked Fang Yuan's face, his face cold as ice: "Fang Yuan, if you don't explain it clearly today, don't expect to leave the village half a step."

"That's right." Sang Er was secretly excited beside him. This was the development rhythm he imagined. Unconsciously, he cheered in his heart: "Beat him, don't give him face, beat him hard..."

Suddenly, someone shouted sternly: "Sange, don't be rude."

Hearing this sound, Sanger froze, like a robot, his body was still moving, twisting his head one by one.

When everyone heard the sound, they found that there was an old man next to him at some point. He looked ten years old and was wearing a simple cloth dress. His face was a little white, but his eyes were bright and he seemed to be in good spirits.

"Old old...Ban?" Seeing this man, a group of burly men seemed to have seen ghosts during the day. They were shocked and panicked, with difficulty in advancing and retreating, and were at a loss.

"...Grandpa?" Sanger also cried out in dismay, his voice dry and a bit panic after careful consideration.

When Fang Yuan heard this, he was shocked: "What's the situation?"

Didn’t Sangge’s grandfather lie down in the coffin of the mourning hall? Why did he run out? It’s sunny and sunny, so there shouldn’t be any supernatural situation?

"Is it a zombie, a vampire, a Resident Evil..."

Some messy thoughts flashed through Fang Yuan's mind, and his legs felt a little weak. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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