The first thousand two hundred and ninety-seven chapters
Lu Fan knew that the person Huang Bin was talking about was named Mao Chen. He was over seventy years old and was the best corpse exterminator in western Hunan. The zombies he raised in captivity had reached the level of corpse kings and could defeat several great masters at the same time without falling behind.
, it should be the Feimaojiang mentioned by Huang Bin.
"Are you saying that the foreigner coming from the other side is probably at the level of Fei Mao Zheng?"
"And you can actually raise a Feimaozong?"
Lu Fan's eyes were full of suspicion. He knew that Huang Bin was somewhat capable, but he couldn't believe that he could raise a zombie of this level by changing the feng shui of a cemetery in just a few words.
Seeing that Lu Fan's words had penetrated Huang Bin, he smiled awkwardly and said: "I definitely can't raise flying zombies. If this thing is so easy to raise, wouldn't there be flying zombies everywhere in the world? And there are flying zombies everywhere in the world."
What's the matter, Grand Master?"
"However, they didn't say they wanted to raise a flying zombie. They just wanted to find a shady house suitable for the flying zombie to cultivate and rest."
"This thing is very easy. You only need to make a fierce formation to turn the dead sleeping here from blessed corpses into zombies, and then continuously replenish the resentment and yin energy in the body into the Feng Shui eyes, so that the foreigner can
If you have food to replenish your health, you’ll be almost ready.”
After listening to what Huang Bin said, Lu Fan just stood aside in silence.
When he was in Huarong, he mentioned the ancient times and the Western cultivators mentioned by Wenren Muxue. In addition, the Chen family was building so much in the cemetery in the western suburbs this time. It seemed that this time the Holy Temple sent someone to take charge of Nandu.
A strong person's strength should be no less than Feimao Zhan, which is the posture of a peerless and extremely strong person.
"Where are you from?"
Lu Fan looked at Huang Bin and asked.
"I?"
Huang Bin was slightly startled: "Of course he is from Hong Kong, you still don't know?"
"No, you are Chinese."
Lu Fan took a deep breath: "I don't care if you make money based on your skills. How much money you can make in the hands of the Chen family is your business. I won't interfere."
"But you have to understand what you are doing now."
"Do, what to do?" Huang Bin said in a daze.
"If you were working for the Chen family, I could even pretend I didn't see you today."
"But behind the Chen family is the sacred temple, a foreign force that wants to annex Nandu. You choose feng shui for these foreigners, change the resting places of thousands of dead people in China, disturb their rest, and make countless
The ancestors of a hundred thousand families became nourishment for foreigners..."
"Then let him recharge his batteries and massacre our Chinese people in Nandu."
"I know you are a businessman, a businessman, and you put profits first."
"The Chen family will give you seven million, and I will also give you seven million. I don't ask you to put your family and country first, I just hope that I can buy you a little conscience, even if it is temporary, a little conscience, how about it?
"
Ever since Lu Fan saw Huang Bin appearing in Nandu, he had no intention of convincing him with words. Money is the strongest chain when cooperating with such a person.
Huang Bin remained calm: "What do you want me to do?"
"Besides changing the Feng Shui just now, what else does Chen Jinsong want you to do?" Lu Fan asked.
Huang Bin subconsciously glanced at the top of the mountain and said: "He asked me to make an anti-yin gathering formation here, so that after the foreigner lives here, he can feed back the absorbed yin energy from the cemetery to his grandfather and give him ancestral graves.
Re-select a Qi-gathering Yin House to form a dragon's lair. Let the three generations of the Chen family's descendants be crowned kings and marquises!"