Wen Zhiwei said doubtfully: "The art of hating victory?
Master Zhang, forgive my ignorance, but why haven’t I heard of this technique in Xiangjiang?”
Zhang Chengtian glanced at him and said calmly: "This is passed down from ancient times. Only orthodox Feng Shui masters know it. Many people in Xiangjiang so-called Feng Shui masters are refugees who fled back then. They know a little bit about Feng Shui."
It's superficial, and some people are even charlatans, of course Young Master Wen has never heard of them."
When Wen Zhiwei heard this, he knew that Zhang Chengtian was a little unhappy with his suspicion, so he directly changed the subject and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, do you want me to help you in any way?"
"Well, that's exactly where Mr. Wen's help is needed."
Zhang Chengtian said: "The art of hating victory, also known as Nightmare Town, requires the use of objects to suppress the opponent's luck, so that it can cause bad luck."
Wen Zhiwei asked: "Are there any birth dates that are not needed for him?"
Zhang Chengtian had a look of pride on his face: "If he were an ordinary Feng Shui master, he would naturally need his birth date, but I don't need it."
After speaking, he explained: "Of course, it doesn't mean that the birth date is not important. If you want to use magic on a person, it is necessary. But since he is the head of this mountain village, his luck will naturally depend on the whole person.
The luck of the mountain village is connected together, so if you suppress the luck of the mountain village, you can also suppress his luck."
"Master Zhang is brilliant."
Wen Zhiwei flattered him and asked again: "Master Zhang said that it needs to be suppressed with things, so is there anything needed?"
Zhang Chengtian nodded: "If you want to suppress other people's luck, it's best to use heavy objects to suppress it. However, the most important thing in the world is money, so jade, jewelry and other things also have a suppressive effect."
When Wen Zhiwei heard this, he immediately understood, took off the ring on his hand, and said with a smile: "Master Zhang, this ring was handed down from a noble family where the sun never sets. It is worth more than two million. Is it enough?
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"Of course the more expensive the better."
Zhang Chengtian reached out and took it: "But this should be enough. After all, it's just a small mountain village, and no one controls the treasure gathering place. I can influence it with just a few steps."
"Then there is Master Laozhang."
Wen Zhiwei was very happy.
Zhang Chengtian didn't say anything more. He took the ring with his back to the direction of the small lake and walked to the entrance at the other end.
Although he is arrogant, he is not arrogant enough to suppress the fortune of the entire treasure land. That would be too troublesome, and it cannot be suppressed with just one ring.
He only needs to suppress the entrance where wealth flows in.
soon.
Master Zhang came to the entrance and without hesitation, he took out four bamboo boards from his body. On these four bamboo boards, there were four mysterious symbols of the Cinnabar Flower City.
Then, Master Zhang placed four bamboo boards on the ground in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and then took out three thumb-sized jade tablets from his body and placed them in the three directions of southeast and west.
This coincided with the fact that the lake was surrounded by mountains on three sides, and on the bamboo board in the north, Zhang Chengtian took out another talisman from his body.
This talisman also has a mysterious symbol on it, but it is different from the one on the bamboo board. The symbol on the bamboo board is only used to coincide with luck, while this talisman is specifically used to suppress luck.
"One magic town should be enough."
Zhang Chengtian murmured, pasted the talisman paper on the remaining bamboo board, and then placed the ring on it. Soon a small victory-weary formation was completed.
Zhang Chengtian walked around this stitch for a few times, then made a gesture with his hands and shouted in the direction of the lake: "Zhen!"
Just as he finished speaking, there was a sudden popping sound. Everyone looked up and saw that the street lights on that road seemed to dim.
At the same time.
Ye Qiu, who was rushing home, suddenly sneezed, then rubbed his nose and said, "What's going on?
Brother, I actually caught a cold?
Could it be that you and Sister Yuhong stayed in the bathroom for too long last time... Ahem, let's go home first."
What no one saw was that a purple light suddenly flashed in Ye Qiu's eyes at this moment, and it disappeared in an instant.
the other side.
"Young Master Wen, it's done..." Zhang Chengtian had a proud look on his face when he heard this, just when he was about to say something.
Wen Zhiwei suddenly exclaimed: "Master Zhang, is this done?
I didn't expect that your talisman could spontaneously ignite without fire. I have never seen this phenomenon before. Today is really an eye-opener. Even if the ring is burned, it is worth it."
"Spontaneous combustion?"
Zhang Chengtian was originally full of confidence, but when he heard this, he was stunned. He hurriedly lowered his head and saw that it was not true. The talisman paper had already burned, and even the bamboo board below was set on fire.
"What's going on?"
Zhang Chengtian was dumbfounded.
At this time, Wen Zhiwei also saw that something was wrong and asked hesitantly: "Master Zhang, is this successful or not?"
Zhang Chengtian's mouth twitched when he heard this.
The talisman and the ring are used to suppress luck. If the talisman is burned, how can we suppress it?
Of course it didn't happen! Zhang Chengtian hesitated for a moment, and when he saw the suspicion on Wen Zhiwei's face getting thicker and thicker, he pondered for a moment and calmly explained: "Young Master Wen, maybe you have been deceived. This ring
Maybe it was a fake and not worth enough, so the suppression was not successful."
Otherwise, it would be said that Feng Shui masters only rely on their words to make ends meet. As soon as Zhang Chengtian said these words, he directly shied away the responsibility. Anyway, the ring was burnt to a blackish black color now, and it was impossible to tell whether it was genuine or not.
When Wen Zhiwei heard this, he didn't suspect anything. Instead, he started to frown and said, "Fake?"
When I return to Xiangjiang, I will settle the accounts with the people from Tianyi Pavilion."
After saying that, Wen Zhiwei pondered for a moment and then took the watch on his wrist: "Master Zhang, this is Patek Philippe's top watch, worth more than ten million. It is absolutely true. Do you think you can do it again?"
Seeing this, Zhang Chengtian hesitated and said, "Then let me try again."
After speaking, he took out a bamboo board and a piece of talisman paper from his body, and a look of pain flashed across his face.
The talisman paper is okay and can be painted again, but this bamboo board is very precious. It is carved from some lightning-struck bamboo and is expensive. Such a small piece can cost hundreds of thousands.
Of course, what matters is not the value, but the price but not the market. Sometimes you can’t buy it even if you have money.
Zhang Chengtian's heart was bleeding because of such an unknown loss.
But the most important thing now is to show his ability in front of Wen Zhiwei. The Wen family's money is not so easy to get.
Thinking of this, Zhang Chengtian began to prepare again, and this time he also took it seriously. After ensuring that the formation was foolproof, he took a deep breath and shouted: "Suppress!"
"Pfft!"
A flame rose again.
Wen Zhiwei looked down and saw that his Patek Philippe had been burned black. He raised his head and said silently: "Master Zhang, you won't say that my watch is also fake, right?"