This is the first time I have seen such a young master."
Mr. Wen looked unhappy and looked Lin Xiaodong up and down.
"Mr. Wen, how dare I fool you! My grandson was exorcised and revived by Master Lin. You must believe me."
Even if Wang Youquan was suspected, he did not dare to get angry and had to explain with a smile. It seemed that he was really afraid of Mr. Wen.
"Boy, tell me, who do you study under?"
Mr. Wen asked arrogantly.
Lin Xiaodong did not focus on him, but kept staring at the beautiful girl to observe and study what was going on.
"Asshole, what do you want to do by staring at my sister?
Are there dirty thoughts running through your head?"
The young man suddenly stood up, pushed Lin Xiaodong hard, and roared.
Several big men rushed in immediately outside the door. These people were all Mr. Wen's bodyguards. They only waited for the master to say a word and they would swarm him.
Wang Youquan quickly stood in the middle and kept persuading him earnestly.
Mr. Wen was also protecting his sister. Lin Xiaodong didn't want to argue with him and asked, "How long has this girl been like this?"
"It's been almost two years, and I've tried all kinds of methods, but nothing has been able to cure it."
The nurse behind the girl replied.
"Don't tell him!"
Mr. Wen roared at the nurse.
The nurse shrank her neck in fear and did not dare to say any more.
"Do you think you can help my sister see a doctor just because you're a human being?
That's impossible. You have to pass my test first, and you can answer the questions I just asked honestly."
Wen Zigong stood in front of his sister, unwilling to let Lin Xiaodong look at her any longer.
Lin Xiaodong had no choice but to focus on the young man, raised his eyebrows and said, "I'm afraid you will be disappointed if I tell you. I have no teacher or sect, and I am all self-taught."
"What?
Self-taught?
Are you kidding me?"
Mr. Wen smiled coldly, and then said disdainfully: "Are you a master of street dancing?
You actually lied to me, believe it or not, I asked you to lie down and go out?"
Mr. Wen winked at the bodyguard, and four big men immediately surrounded him.
This made the owner Wang Youquan particularly embarrassed, and it took a lot of effort to prevent the two sides from fighting.
"Before I came to Shenwan City, I asked that the most powerful Feng Shui master here is a person named Feng, but I have never heard of a master named Lin.
If I want to invite, I will invite the most powerful one. Mr. Wang, please send someone to invite that Master Feng.
In my opinion, this guy is just a liar.
If I can save your grandson, it's probably a blind cat meeting a dead mouse."
Mr. Wen glared at Lin Xiaodong with disdain and had no intention of letting Lin Xiaodong help his sister with the examination.
Lin Xiaodong was actually extremely unhappy, but he had to give Mr. Wang some face and hold back his anger, otherwise he would have defeated the arrogant Mr. Wen long ago.
Mr. Wang was already talking about it, but Mr. Wen just didn't agree to let Lin Xiaodong examine him.
In the end, I had no choice but to send my men to ask Master Feng to come over.
Lin Xiaodong almost laughed out loud. Master Feng had been cut into pieces. If he wanted to invite him, he would probably have to go to the underworld.
Originally, Lin Xiaodong was planning to throw away his hands and leave, but when he heard that Master Feng was being invited, he wanted to stay and see if Master Feng was invited.
"Mr. Wang, Mr. Wen, we went to Master Feng's house and didn't meet anyone else..." Soon someone came back to report.
"Then keep looking for him. Even if you have to search through Shenwan City, you still have to find him for me."
Mr. Wen slapped the table and ordered aggressively.
This posture is just like that of an emperor, full of majesty.
"However, we have met Master Feng's master. Do you want to invite him over?"
The person who came back to report hesitated and said.
"This is a good thing.
Invite that teacher and father quickly."
Mr. Wen was so happy that he smiled crookedly.
If you can't invite Master Feng, wouldn't it be better to invite his master?
Mr. Wang immediately arranged for people to prepare heavy gifts to invite people.
Just when Mr. Wen was happy, he turned around and found that Lin Xiaodong was still there. He frowned and said angrily: "Are you still here waiting for midnight snack?
Get out now?
It has nothing to do with you here."
Lin Xiaodong was too lazy to talk nonsense with Mr. Wen, so he turned around and left.
Mr. Wang quickly chased him out and apologized to Lin Xiaodong.
Mr. Wang is not to blame for this, Lin Xiaodong asked him not to take it to heart.
Lin Xiaodong went out and took a taxi back to the courtyard. It was almost twelve o'clock in the evening. The two beauties had gone to bed, and he took a shower and went to sleep.
Over at the Wang family villa, Master Feng's master was quickly invited.
This master is very old, almost eighty years old, but he has a strong body, white hair, and fluttering Taoist clothes. He gives people the feeling of a Taoist master.
Mr. Wen was much more polite to the old man. He invited him to sit down and served him hot tea.
"Old man, you are actually Master Feng's master, so I think Daoxing must be better than Master Feng, right?"
Mr. Wen is usually spoiled and spoiled. He never considers the consequences of his words and is not afraid of offending others.
He could ask such questions that would obviously offend people, which shows that his emotional intelligence is worrying! However, how could a Taoist master get angry because of a word? The old Taoist said with a calm expression: "The most important thing for a Taoist is to cultivate the mind.
It is our ambition not to compare ourselves to the heavens or to compare ourselves with others. I have my own way, and he has his own way. The ways are the same but the paths are different, so how can we compare?"
Mr. Wen was confused when he heard it and didn't understand it, but he felt that it was very powerful and he immediately regarded the old Taoist as an expert.
"My name is Wen Ziyun, and this is my sister Wen Ziyi. Master, as long as you can rescue my sister, my Wen family will give you a huge reward. You can even put forward the conditions you want. If you can satisfy them, you will definitely comply."
Wen Ziyun slapped his chest and vowed.
"The old Taoist name is Zhiling. He saves people not for money, but for a good cause.
We must try our best to save my sister."
Zhiling acted like an outsider and didn't like money, but he accepted all the generous gifts from Mr. Wang.
"Then please ask Master Zhi to save my sister quickly."
Mr. Wen pointed at his sister and said anxiously.
Master Zhi was also unambiguous. He carefully examined Wen Ziyi. After all, he was Master Feng's master and must be quite capable.
It didn't take long for Master Zhi to tell Wen Ziyun that half of Wen Ziyi's soul had been swallowed by the devil. If he wanted to save him, he had to get the swallowed soul back! "Master Zhi, how on earth are we going to get it back?"
Wen Ziyun doesn't understand metaphysics, so he can only trust Master Zhi.
Zhi Ling half-closed his eyes and said calmly: "We must set up a demon-killing array to get the soul back.
But if you want to set up the formation, you have to prepare some heavenly materials and earthly treasures for me, which require one thousand taels of gold, ten thousand taels of silver, five century-old ginseng plants, and a top-quality luminous pearl."