Meng Yang had his eyes set on this place. If he made some slight adjustments to the layout, he could make sure that the Green Dragon, White Tiger, Vermilion Bird, and Black Tortoise had good Feng Shui. He could use it as his fortune-telling shop. He would not have to suffer from the wind and rain, and his luck would also be improved.
However, this shop owner was obviously not someone to deal with.
If Meng Yang had proposed to buy the shop, the owner would have demanded an exorbitant price.
Just as Meng Yang was looking around, the shopkeeper with small eyes and high cheekbones shouted angrily,"
"That little fraud, why aren't you getting lost yet? Do you have to make me kick you out?
If you don't go out, I'll report you to the authorities and say that you're the Demonic Priest of Taiping!”
This fellow's viciousness was comparable to that devilish brat Cao Pi!
Meng Yang frowned. He could not be polite to such an evil person!
Initially, Meng Yang did not want to use extreme methods to deal with the shop owner. However, seeing how vicious the shop owner was, Meng Yang decided to use some metaphysics.
The moment Meng Yang walked out of the shop, he moved like lightning and moved a clay pot from the Azure Dragon position on the left to the White Tiger position on the right.
This way, the White Tiger Rank was higher than the Azure Dragon Rank, forming the White Tiger Fiend.
Originally, the Green Dragon was in charge of festive events. The Green Dragon should be high, which meant that there was a noble person helping him when he was in trouble. The White Tiger was in charge of autumn and the West. Since ancient times, the right hand was respected in ominous events. Therefore, in Feng Shui, the White Tiger should not be too high, or the Green Dragon should be higher than the White Tiger.
But now, the White Tiger Rank was higher than the Azure Dragon Rank. There were no more joyous events, but there were more ominous events. There was no one to help him when he encountered trouble!
However, simply moving a piece of furniture was not enough to form a strong White Tiger Evil!
However, when Meng Yang pasted a piece of Bad Luck Talisman at an inconspicuous spot on the Vermilion Bird Seat at the entrance, the good Feng Shui of the shop turned into the bad Feng Shui of the White Tiger Evil!
The Vermilion Bird's position was not good to begin with, and now it gave people an even worse feeling. The shop owner himself was affected, and his heart became more and more narrow-minded. He blamed heaven and earth, pointed at mulberry trees, cursed locust trees, and cursed.
There was an old customer in the shop. He was over 60 years old and had white hair and beard. When he heard the shop owner cursing, he couldn't help but say,
"Shop owner, how do you do business? Don't you have any manners?”
The shop owner rolled his eyes and pursed his lips. Have you finished eating, old thing? If you're done, get out!”
The old man couldn't help but be furious." Doing business requires harmony to make money. How can you do business like this? You even chased the customers out. Bastard…"
" You old fart!" the shopkeeper cursed viciously." How dare you teach me a lesson? I'll teach you a lesson today…"
This feng shui was actually a kind of magnetic field, so now it was a bad magnetic field, affecting the owner to become a little crazy and actually want to fight the old man!
However, no one expected that when the shopkeeper rolled up his sleeves and was about to punch and kick the old man, a sharp sword suddenly appeared in the old man's hand!
"The Qingping Sword has truly disgraced itself by killing a mediocre person like you!”
The sword flashed with a green light.
A line of blood appeared on the shopkeeper's neck!
The white-haired old man stood up and walked away.
When the old man walked out of the shop, the owner was beheaded!
Meng Yang looked at the old man in surprise. He could feel the thick murderous aura emanating from him!
There were many people in the Xu Capital who were filled with killing intent. However, at this age, there was still such a dense killing intent. He really could not think of who it could be!
The old man did not ask Meng Yang to read his fortune, and Meng Yang could not tell who the old man was.
However, Meng Yang had witnessed this scene. Although Confucianism had been advocated for more than 100 years in the Eastern Han Dynasty, the folk customs were still fierce. Killing people over a disagreement was common.
In addition, Meng Yang had only done a few simple actions to set up a Fengshui trap for the shop owner. He did not expect it to be so effective!
Meng Yang looked at the shop owner lying in a pool of blood and left in satisfaction.
He was not a magnanimous person. Even though he could not kill people with knives and spears, he could still use the Daoist technique taught to him by his master, Mr. Crow Horn, to kill people invisibly!
The waiters and other customers in the shop all screamed. Someone hurriedly went to report it to the authorities.
Xu Du ordered the bailiffs sent by Man Chong to look at the scene and ask about the old man's appearance. They all looked at each other.
"That's Great Swordsman Wang Yue, His Majesty's swordsmanship teacher. How can we do anything to him?”
"This shop owner deserves to die. Let's forget about it!”
When a person's status was poor to a certain extent, some people could kill wantonly, while others 'lives were like grass!
Just like Cao Cao, he killed people casually and then excused himself from killing people in his dreams. Nothing happened!
Previously, he had slaughtered the entire Lu Family, and later, he had massacred hundreds of thousands of people in Xu Prefecture. There was no retribution at all!
Meng Yang realized the cruel reality of time and space. The strong preyed on the weak. He had to quickly improve his Tao technique realm. At the very least, he had to protect himself from being harmed!
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