Antique Market.

An old Taoist wearing a gray Taoist robe walked into the shop that sold talismans and alchemy furnaces.

"Master, you are back!"

Looking at the old Taoist who was walking in, the little Taoist priest hurriedly ran out excitedly to greet him.

"Is there anything happening in the store these days when I'm not here?" asked the old Taoist.

Later, the little Taoist priest told the old Taoist about the conflict between Chen Tianshi and Chu Yunqi.

After hearing this, the old Taoist suddenly fell into silence.

Could it be the young man who fought with Master Chen and gained the upper hand?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly asked the little Taoist priest: "Do you know what the name of that young man is?"

The little Taoist shook his head: "I only hear his subordinates call him Mr. Chu."

The old Taoist's expression changed slightly, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes.

"It seems he is."

Although he had never seen the young man, this time he went back to Longhu Mountain, he learned from his uncle that a man of destiny was about to appear in Chuzhou.

"It seems that I have time, so I have to visit him." The old Taoist's eyes were filled with respect when he spoke.

This scene made the little Taoist priest on the side look puzzled.

The old Taoist briefly explained and went out again.

Not long ago, President Zheng's uncle bought an ancient house in Chuzhou, but since he moved in, he has been suffering from a strange disease, so he went to Longhu Mountain to invite a master to go down the mountain.

Before coming back, Uncle Master was entrusted by President Zheng to go to an ancient house to see Feng Shui, and Uncle Master asked him to go to the ancient house.

On the other hand, Chu Yun was having a big headache about Ouyang Xiaoxiao because he heard it when the secretary called.

"If I had known that Ouyang Xiaoxiao had so many things, I would not have saved her at the beginning." Chu Yun complained to himself.

Just then Mr. Zheng called and Chu Yun answered the phone.

"Old Zheng, is there anything wrong?"

"Doctor Chu, do you have time now? My brother has a strange disease, and even taking your little Peiyuan Dan has no effect, so I want to ask you to come and take a look."

When Chu Yun heard that the disease that Xiao Peiyuan Dan could not cure, he immediately agreed.

"Send the address here, I'll go there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Mr. Zheng sent the address.

After that, Chu Yun drove over.

As the richest man in Chuzhou City, even the relatives of Mr. Zheng live in a very luxurious house. The entire ancient house covers an area similar to that of the Lin Family Manor.

The car stopped outside the gate, and Chu Yun got out of the car and walked in, feeling a biting chill.

"Um?"

Chu Yun frowned slightly, and he found that there seemed to be an ominous aura lingering in the entire house.

"Mr. Chu, what's wrong?" Old Zheng, who was waiting at the door, came over and asked.

Chu Yun shook his head and said, "It's okay."

He was not sure yet, but he had a guess in his mind and thought that he would not say it out.

The two walked into the living room.

In the hall, an old man in a Tang suit was sitting in a wheelchair, and behind him was a young man.

These two are Zheng Old Brother Zheng Jiangbei, and Zheng Jiangbei's son Zheng Yuheng.

"Mr. Chu!" Zheng Jiangbei walked quickly and shook hands with Chu Yun.

"Don't worry, since I'm here, your father will definitely not be in trouble." Chu Yun said confidently.

Zheng Yuheng smiled faintly, thinking that Chu Yun was too exaggerating, but he thought that it was introduced by his uncle after all, so he couldn't resist his face.

Chu Yun came to Zheng Jiangbei, looked at him for a moment, and couldn't help but frown slightly.

Zheng Jiangbei's face was pale, his lips were purple, his Yin Tang was black, and he looked dying. Chu Yun could hardly feel the yang energy on him.

In less than half a month, Mr. Zheng will definitely return to the west.

He had previously found something was wrong with the house when he entered the door. He guessed that this was most likely the cause of Zheng Jiangbei's illness.

Chu Yun was about to ask about some other situations when a gray-robed old Taoist walked out of the room.

He said to Zheng Jiangbei: "Old Master Zheng, don't worry, I have found the problem."

Chu Yun looked at the old Taoist and found the merit power in him. He thought to himself that the old Taoist came for the ominous aura?

Out of politeness, Chu Yun nodded to the old Taoist, but the old Taoist did not look at Chu Yun directly at all.

Chu Yun frowned slightly and stood silently aside. He wanted to see what tricks this old man was going to do.

"Sorry, please wait a moment. I have something to do with it." Zheng Jiangbei said to Chu Yun.

Chu Yun nodded and said, "It's okay, you can do it first."

"Thank you." Zheng Jiangbei also nodded quickly.

Then, he looked at the old man in white beside him and said, "Master Huang, please trouble you."

The old Taoist, known as the zodiac, nodded and said, "Old Zheng, you have been in poor health recently. You have seen many doctors and took a lot of medicines but it is useless. In fact, this is caused by Feng Shui."

Hearing this, Chu Yun looked at the old Taoist with interest, and he wanted to see if this old Taoist was really capable.

Mr. Zheng opened a scroll with a picture of a tiger going down the mountain.

The tiger above was lifelike and imposing. His eyes were full of fierceness. Zheng Jiangbei felt very uneasy just looking at each other.

"Mr. Zheng, it is precisely because this painting is so evil that it gathers some unclean things, which leads to Mr. Zheng being plagued by evil spirits. As long as the painting is burned, Mr. Zheng's condition will improve." Mr. Lu continued.

"Heng'er, go and burn this painting!" Zheng Jiangbei said.

Zheng Yuheng nodded and hurriedly took the painting to the yard and burned it.

Just after the painting was burned to ashes, Mr. Zheng's face miraculously indeed eased a little.

"And it's really getting better." Zheng Yuheng said in shock.

Zheng Jiangbei suddenly felt full of strength, and stood up and grabbed Master Huang's hand, and said excitedly: "Thank you, Master Huang, you are worthy of being a Feng Shui master! This method is really amazing!"

At this time, Principal Huang took out a string of Five Emperors' money and handed it to Zheng Jiangbei, and smiled and said, "Hang this on the head of the bed in the bedroom, hang it for three days and then take it down and buried it. I will ensure that you are in good health."

"Learn more to Master Huang, thank you Master Huang!" Zheng Jiangbei looked excited.

When Chu Yun saw this, he thought to himself that this old Taoist is indeed a bit capable, but unfortunately, his Taoist practice is not enough.

Because, that ominous aura still exists.

"Sorry, Mr. Chu, I've made you a waste of time!" Zheng Yuheng said to Chu Yun.

"Mr. Zheng's illness has not been cured. The painting does have a slight impact on Mr. Zheng, but even if the painting is burned, Mr. Zheng's illness will not be cured." Chu Yun, who was on the side, reminded.

As soon as these words were said, the scene suddenly seemed a little embarrassed.

Priest Huang's face turned darker, and he seemed extremely dissatisfied with Chu Yun's words.

Zheng Nantian's face changed slightly. Although he had heard that Chu Yun was very good at fighting, the man in front of him was a master of Longhu Mountain who was good at magic.

"Doctor Chu, Master Huang is a famous Feng Shui master in Chuzhou. He will not have any problems." At this time, Zheng Jiangbei hurriedly smoothed out the situation. After all, Chu Yun was brought by Zheng Nantian, so he naturally did not want the two to have a conflict.

Chu Yun looked at Taoist Huang and said, "Master Huang, I don't mean to disrespect you. I still recognize your abilities, but your level is still a little bit short of it."

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