Super Golden Eye

The Shen family deserves to be one of the richest consortiums in Longjiang Province. In less than four hours, more than 30 antique calligraphy and paintings from the Ming and Qing Dynasties were recovered, and they were placed on the coffee table. Fang Yang looked at them. Frozen for a while.

"It's really rich, these gadgets are worth eight million or eight million." Fang Yangxin said that the Shen family is really rich and powerful. But after another thought, he already had half of the Shen family's fortune, which was drizzle at all.

"Nephew Fang Xian, time is in a hurry, there is only so much for the time being. In addition, there is news about the ten ancient swords." Shen Furong said, his face slightly pale. With golden eyes, the body is not healthy.

"Uncle Shen, have you often had nightmares these days?" Fang Yang asked. If he is right, Shen Furong has been with Shen Tong for a long time, and he has some curses on him.

Shen Furong was taken aback for a moment. He has lived for so many years and he has grown into an adult. You can see what Fang Yang means: "I've always felt guilty about Tongtong, so I haven't had a good rest these days. Uncle is fine, you still take Tongtong's condition as the most important thing, don't waste energy to control me."

"How about that, if you fall. Even if I cure Tongtong, she will blame me." Fang Yang said sternly. Regardless of whether Shen Furong agreed or not, he put an ancient coin into his shirt pocket.

Shen Furong only felt that the position of his pocket warmed, and the fatigue of the past few days disappeared. He looked at Fang Yang in surprise, as if asking what kind of baby it was.

Fang Yang smiled and said, "Heaven and earth have righteousness, Tai Chi has gossip, and Feng Shui has yin and yang. The human body is like a large container, which is like heaven and earth. The internal organs are the gossip in heaven and earth, and blood flowing in all directions is naturally yin and yang. , Gossip, yin and yang, the three are indispensable. Heaven and earth cannot be changed, and gossip has rules. The only thing that can move is the yin and yang of Feng Shui."

Shen Furong was amazed. It was the first time he heard such a statement: "Then what you just did was help me reconcile Yin and Yang?"

"That's right, not right. Chinese medicine is what Chinese medicine does to reconcile yin and yang. I play feng shui. Although the path is the same, it is more direct and fundamental. You always wear this old coin and it has the function of refreshing and protecting your body. Scientifically speaking, it is consistent with the magnetic field of the human body. I spent three months warming it up in a place where yin and yang meet in Daxinganling." Fang Yang said.

Speaking of this, Shen Furong suddenly realized, and then hurriedly handed over the old coin: "When you talk about warming up, I know, this thing is the magical tool in the hands of the Feng Shui master. It is a priceless treasure. I can't ask for it. I go back to the hot springs for my illness, and it will be better in two or three days."

"Uncle Shen, don't refuse. I have something about this stuff, which is not as valuable as you said. What's more, our family is not bad for this amount of money. If you don't accept it, then I will leave. Tong You can find someone else for Tong's illness." Fang Yang pretended to be angry and frightened. In order to prove his words, he grabbed it from his pocket when he finished speaking, and then spread out at least a dozen bronze coins.

Only then did Shen Furong hurriedly accept it and touched it several times, not to mention how happy his face was.

Shen Furong has money and has also been in touch with many Feng Shui masters. But through the incident of Shen Tong, he was scared. It is a respect for Feng Shui masters on weekdays.

He had already thought about the magic weapon. But there are only two or three out of ten Fengshui masters, and they don't sell them at all.

After half an hour, Shen Xin also came back. He was out of breath, out of breath, holding a red box in his hand, and placed it on the coffee table.

"A hundred-year-old wild ginseng, good fellow." Fang Yang glanced at the red box, and a strong breath came to his face. The golden eye swept away, good guy, the lifeline was bursting: "Where did it happen."

"It cost three million to buy it, and I rely on Qu Yan's help." Shen Xin said excitedly. As soon as his voice fell, Qu Yan was walking in with a red box.

Qu Yan put the box on the ground and wiped his sweat: "There is a ginseng raiser on Daqingshan. I bought it from him."

"Okay, God is helping us. Slice the century-old ginseng to a thickness of about 0.5 cm. Remember to tie the rest with red thread. The other one, just start boiling with slow heat." Fang Yang stood up and said, he and Shen Furong Asked for a room, let people take all the antique calligraphy and painting in.

Healing Shen Tong's illness was too costly, and Fang Yang had to re-arrange the formation every three hours. He couldn't supply it on his own cultivation, and after two rounds, there was nothing left in this dantian. So he thought of this way of absorbing foreign objects.

Among the ten antique calligraphy and paintings, at least one will come across. Fang Yang directly absorbed it, and then refined it into the Dantian.

After three days in this way, Fang Yang was almost full of white hair. It is gratifying that Shen Tong's curse has been completely suppressed, and the red lifeline is more than three feet high, completely out of danger.

Fang Yang felt relieved when he walked out of Shen Tong's room. He told Shen Furong that he would come every once in a while until he found a way to completely cure Shen Tong's illness.

"Antique calligraphy and painting, you will continue to collect. If you don't have one, look for some strange antiquities. As for these, you can handle it yourself, sell it or store it." Fang Yang leaned on the sofa, looking tired.

He looked at half of his white hair in his glasses and shook his head helplessly. After consuming too much essence, it will take at least three months to recover.

But the good thing is that Fang Yang's cultivation is more refined. The blood vessels and bones have undergone new changes, and the dantian capacity is twice as strong as before.

Fang Yang rested at Shen's house all morning, and drove back to Jiangbei after lunch. Before leaving, Shen Furong gave Fang Yang a card, saying it was unlimited, let him swipe it.

"Uncle Shen has nothing to do with him. Now what I can give you is the money left. I heard that you set up a club in Jiangbei. I made my own claim and bought you a piece of land in Songjiang, right in the city center. Let's take a look at it and open a branch in Songjiang." Shen Furong looked grateful.

This time Fang Yang didn't decline, but accepted with a smile, and then drove back to Jiangbei.

Fang Yang did not return to Baihua Technology, but went to the Yangming Club. In the past three days, Cao Miaoyu called him several times, saying that the membership card had been made, and asked him to go back and have a look.

Drove the car to the side of the club without waiting to inform Cao Miaoyu. I saw three Mercedes Benz parked at the door of the club, seven or eight noisy, standing behind a man in his fifties, glaring at him.

Facing them is a group of Yang Ming club, Cao Miaoyu in a windbreaker looked at him coldly, with disdain on his face. Li Shan led seven or eight security guards to the front and said, "What do you mean by brothers? Want to fight?"

"This is Zhang Zhiqiang, Master Zhang, where is your boss, let him get out." A little brother pointed at Zhang Zhiqiang and said arrogantly.

Fang Yang frowned when he heard these words. He knew the name Zhang Zhiqiang, and he would be a local snake in Jiangbei City when he went to college, but he was arrested after a few years without jumping, because he didn't know the specific reason.

Now that people have come out, it is obvious that the ones who came are not kind.

"I'm the boss, what can I do!" Fang Yang parked the car beside the crowd and walked off.