The person who suddenly stood up was in his forties, with a feminine face. He looked at Zhang Kun tightly.

"Sir, you said you could find the bones of Mr. Cao. I don't know which numerology technique you are proficient in."

"Feng Shui, Bazi, Qimen, Qunzi, Heluo, Feishu, Doushu, Liuren, Plum Blossom, Qizheng, Guo Lao, I wonder which school this gentleman is based on?"

Zhang Kun was in a bad mood when he was suddenly jumped out to disrupt the situation, and Zhang Kun felt even more unhappy when he was asked about these things for no reason.

What are Feng Shui, Bazi, Qimen, Qunzi, Heluo, Feishu, Doushu, Liuren, Plum Blossom, Qizheng, Guo Lao, I don’t know those. I have only read a few Feng Shui books on reading photos before, and Zhang Kun has never heard of the others.

This made him answer.

However, at this moment, someone next to him suddenly muttered: "It's Master Deng Guangwang. I remember that Cao Haoran seemed to have gone to him to help find Mr. Cao's corpse, but it seemed that he still couldn't find it in the end!"

Only then did Zhang Kun realize that he had stepped on someone else's place.

Zhang Kun couldn't help but smile bitterly. This was too lucky. He just wanted to pretend to be a genius and fulfill Mr. Cao's wish. But he really wanted to let him say something, but he wouldn't.

After pondering for a while, Zhang Kun sneered, then looked at Deng Guangwang who jumped out: "I have to tell you which one I use, as long as I can find it."

As he said that, Zhang Kun turned his head to look at Cao Haoran: "If you believe what I said just now, follow me. I will guide you to find your father's body. If you don't believe it, just pretend that I have not been here!"

After saying that, Zhang Kun turned around and left with happiness, never stopping again.

The mess here made Zhang Kun feel angry. He just wanted to help others, but why did he make such trouble?

After Zhang Kun left, Deng Guangwang's eyes trembled. He was also the most famous Feng Shui master in Hong Kong. In the past, no one was respectful to him.

However, Zhang Kun seemed to have completely ignored him just now. Judging from Feng Shui numerology, wouldn’t he ask about his name Deng Guangwang when he came to Hong Kong Island?

But at this time, Mr. Lu looked at Zhang Kun who was gradually moving away, frowned and pondered for a while, and then slowly walked to Cao Haoran: "Haoran, this Zhang Kun is the master I finally invited back from the mainland. I believe what he said!"

After saying that, Mr. Lu didn't say much, turned around and chased Zhang Kun.

Although I don’t know what Zhang Kun is doing, since Zhang Kun has said what he said just now, the old man will help him no matter what. As for what Cao Haoran will do after hearing what he said, I don’t care about him.

After Zhang Kun and Mr. Lu left, the people around the field did not disperse, but looked at Cao Haoran in the middle. They all heard what they said just now, so how would Cao Haoran decide?

Cao Haoran lowered his head and thoughtful, and finally his eyes became firm. He had to try it as long as there was a glimmer of opportunity.

Thinking of this, Cao Haoran immediately chased Zhang Kun in the direction where he left.

Zhang Kun, Cao Haoran and Mr. Lu all left, and the people in the venue gradually dispersed. There was no excitement to watch. It was better to hurry up and communicate with others. Maybe a few suitable projects can be finalized.

Only Deng Guangwang looked cold, but then he snorted coldly. It was not easy to find someone and point acupoints. He didn't believe it at the beginning. This little guy who came from for no reason could really find it.

However, if that boy really dared to take Cao Haoran to find the corpse, then he really wanted to follow him and see if this guy is really capable, or he would still try to break into Hong Kong Island to grab a part.

At this time, Zhang Kun took Xingfu away from the venue and walked into the living room of the villa. After sitting down on the sofa, Zhang Kun looked at Xingfu apologetically: "I'm sorry, my elder brother seems to have messed up your birthday party!"

Zhang Kun is really sorry. He originally had a good birthday, but he seemed to be laughed at by someone.

However, Xingfu, who surprised Zhang Kun, quickly shook his head and looked at Zhang Kun with excitement: "No, Xingfu looked so happy just now. Big brother, are you really a fortune teller?"

Xingfu stared at Zhang Kun with a curious look on his face. It seems like a fortune teller, he looks like a very high-end profession.

"This, fortune teller, please, force me!" Zhang Kun smiled awkwardly.

At this time, Mr. Lu finally chased in, sat opposite Zhang Kun, and then looked at Zhang Kun with curiosity.

"You really calculated that Cao Haoran was plagued by his unjust soul? And, is it his father?"

The one who is most curious about this is Mr. Lu. Among all of them, he is the one who knows the most about Zhang Kun.

So only he knew that Zhang Kun was definitely not the incident in Cao Haoran’s family that he had known about before.

Even before this, Zhang Kun should have never set foot in Hong Kong Island.

So he was really curious. Could Zhang Kun really tell fortunes? And he was so accurate?

It's really a god. In his investigation, Zhang Kun should be just a student. It has already made the old man admire him for being able to make such a big name in the medical field. But now, Zhang Kun actually says that he still knows fortune telling.

Moreover, it would be fine if you know fortune telling, but if Zhang Kun really could find the body of the Cao family, then Mr. Lu would look at Zhang Kun differently again.

Fortune tellers are also divided into grades. Finding people and pointing acupoints is probably second only to changing fate in Feng Shui Counterfeiting.

After hearing the old man's question, Zhang Kun did not smile bitterly. He originally wanted to find an excuse to tell Cao Haoran where the old man Cao's body was, but he did not expect that so many things would happen.

But at this moment, Zhang Kun had no other way. Since things have come to this point, just pretend like this.

So Zhang Kun smiled bitterly: "Well, I learned a little before, and I just met me. I seemed to suddenly feel something, so I said a few words to Cao Haoran."

"However, this time I feel that I should be very sure that Cao Haoran is indeed plagued by an unjust soul, and it is his father. However, if the corpse can be found in the end, I can only say that it is halfway through."

Hearing Zhang Kun's words, Mr. Lu nodded thoughtfully.

At this time, the living room door was opened again, and Cao Haoran hurriedly ran in.
Chapter completed!