The speaker was a Taoist priest, looking about forty years old, wearing an apricot robe, a goatee, and a compass in his left hand. His face was clean, and he wore a high crown. "Ouyang, you have finally come." A young man leaned forward, smiling. He is the secretary of the division National Day, before Zhang Heng did not say when he came to see this Taoist priest, but it is very enthusiastic. Division National Day also breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that the arrival of the Taoist priest, let him more confidence. However, he did not say words of welcome, nor did he show a very warm, in his capacity, should not have been in contact with similar superstition, but he really had no way, if he continued like this, he felt that he would sooner or later die. So he's kind of cornered now, looking for people all over the world. "If I don't come again, I'm afraid the secretary will be deceived." Ouyang Daochang's eyes are sharp: "A yellow mouth child, but also dare to call himself Zhang Xianshi, really make people laugh!" Zhang Heng frowns slightly, the Taoist priest, as soon as so against him. But he has no grudge against this man, but why? "Ouyang, Zhang Xianshi is my help, you'd better show some respect." Master He is a bit of a tit for tat. "You still have the face to say help, if you are not for fame, no ability, why should the teacher secretary endure this pain?" Now it is invited to Huang Kou children, known as what Zhang Xianshi, surnamed He, you can really live more humorous it!" Ouyang sneered. After listening to this, Zhang Heng is a reaction, these two people have a grudge. Sure enough, he master face instantly black, but with this Ouyang Dao long war of words, no one refused to back down. From the words, he heard something, these two people as early as enemies, who do not accept each other, now this Ouyang Dao long one is to give the division National Day to solve the problems, the second is to play he master's face. "That's enough." Division National Day sink voice said. When he opened his mouth, there was a natural sense of authority. "Infinite longevity Buddha." Ouyang long recited a voice, calmly said: "Secretary of the division, poor way just phase, but let you see the joke, just poor way hate evil, see such a black door scum, can not help but some angry, but also hope to forgive." "Black bastard?" The secretary asked in doubt. "This surname He has a bad reputation and will do anything for a little money." Ouyang said. "You are being cruel!" Master He, of course, refused to admit it. "Then explain to me what are you doing? Is this yellow mouth child really the so-called Zhang Xianshi?" Ouyang sneered. He disdained to look at Zhang Heng, a great young man in his early twenties, who did not even grow a beard, but also dared to be known as a fairy teacher. "Zhang Xianshi's name has been resounded throughout Dongzhou, no one knows it, no one knows it, and you dare to question it?" Master He is a little anxious. "The greatest possibility is that the legendary master Zhang is not him, he lied to you, or you conspired to deceive, there is another possibility that he is Zhang Xianshi, but he has no skill, but he is only to spread false information to show that he is powerful." Ouyang was dismissive. Feng shui metaphysics, he knows it best. I Ching gossip, that is the foundation, look at people face to face, dragon point, this need to practice, every famous feng shui master at least 40 years old, because only enough life experience, in order to confirm their own learning. Someone as young as Zhang Heng can never be a master. "Well, I invited you here, not to bicker, but to solve the problem." Division National Day took a breath and said: "No matter who, as long as you can solve the problem." "The poor do their best." Ouyang said. "Master Zhang will not let you down." Master He also hurriedly said. Division National Day casually nodded and walked toward the outside. He talks about solving problems together, but in fact, he obviously trusts Ouyang more. This is not to blame him, there is a saying in China, called the mouth has no hair, the work is not fast, like Zhang Heng so young people, itself is easy to give people a feeling of unreliability. Especially compared with Ouyang Dao Chang who is mature, Xianfeng Dao bone and casual words, Zhang Heng is even more insignificant. Therefore, basically, the National Day is in communication with Ouyang, and did not even look at Zhang Heng. "Zhang Xianshi, I'm sorry, I didn't expect this either." Seeing this situation, Master He smiled bitterly. He was a little regretful, had he known this result, he would not have called Zhang Heng to come, so as not to be ignored. "It doesn't matter." Zhang Hengdan said. The status of the National Day is not important to him. What is the significance of such unfettered figures as him, who soar above the nine skies, princes in the red dust? He naturally will not feel superior to the National Day, Zhang Heng at the moment, seemingly idle court walk, in fact, it is feeling the aura of the mountains. The farther you go, the stronger the aura. "It seems that Shi Guoqing's ancestral grave is not far from the Lingshi vein." Zhang Heng thought. It was not long before they reached the ancestral grave. Although it is a provincial official, but the National Day division is rarely back home to worship ancestors, their ancestral grave, abandoned for many years, now it is overgrown, messy. "The descendants are unfilial, and the ancestors suffer." See a few bald graves in front, division National Day eyes reveal the color of guilt. He rolled up his sleeves and went to clean them. But before he could do it, a crowd of people rushed out. "Such a small thing, how can you get the secretary to do it yourself?" "Well, speaking of it is also my responsibility. If I had known that your family's ancestral grave was here, I would have come here every month to repair and worship." "Exactly, the secretary is very busy every day, such a small matter, we do it for you." A group of people flatter, but the hand action is not slow, very hard to clean up. "It's still my fault." Division National Day sighed. He looked a little reluctant, but he stopped moving, obviously not really want to do it. 'Wait! At this time, Ouyang Dao Chang was suddenly open, he looked solemn. "Look, gentlemen, among the weeds, there is a red flower growing!" A red flower? Many people pick up the weeds, and sure enough, see a very strange red flower growing inside, fluffy, looks very short, buried in the weeds, do not look carefully can not find. "The red flower represents evil!" Ouyang Daochang took a deep breath. "If I expect correctly, your ancestral grave has become a grave of evil!" "Grave?" Division National Day dont understand its meaning, but inexplicable chills, back two steps. "That is to say, your ancestors were attacked and turned into evil ghosts, not only did they not protect their children, but they tried to murder you. If you were in other places, it would not matter, but you just returned to your hometown to work, so you, as well as your daughter, have nightmares." Ouyang Dao long shook his head and said. 'But why is my daughter ill? Division National Day dont understand. "After all, you are a man, Yang is very heavy, in this China now Qi is prosperous, your status, is blessed by the country, ordinary ghosts want to murder you, it is not so easy, but the daughter, but there is no such care, so a sick, critical situation." Ouyang said in a very methodical manner. "So that's it." "No wonder, I see." "Ouyang is really a man of skill." Everyone whispered and suddenly realized. "I was too big last time, did not come to the field investigation, in accordance with the past habits to deal with, the result not only did not solve the problem, but also made the situation a lot worse, later I came to the second time to survey, also found this red flower, know that there are ghosts in this ancestral grave, I assessed after, but feel that they can not deal with, these ghosts are not unusually fierce, I am not an opponent." Master He looked ashamed. In the end, he looked at Zhang Heng expectantly. The devil's Nemesis, is the day thunder, that day Zhang Heng drew lightning, let him open his eyes at the same time, but also happy. He believes that the only person who can solve the problem is Zhang Heng. And there, division National Day has been asking for solutions. "To solve, it is not difficult, just need to dig up the ancestral grave, and then I put out a large array, forcing the ghost out of it, now it is noon, Yang is strong, ghosts appear, is it my opponent?" See how I slay demons!" He held out his hand, and a young priest handed him a beautiful wooden casket. Open it to reveal a unique mahogany sword. "Then please Ouyang." Division National Day again took a few steps back. He was worried. "How sure is Ouyang?" "A mere evil, not worth mentioning." Ouyang long disdain said. Just finished, Zhang Heng could not help laughing. "Out of my depth."