The next day, Ma Xiaoyu followed Ren Qi to the Beile's house early in the usual, while he was sleeping soundly, Ma Xiaoyu had already tiptoed past his window. In fact, she could not be said to be moving lightly at this time, because she brought almost all the magical instruments with her, and was carrying a large straight backpack, following behind Ren Qi. When they reached the well, Ren Qi pointed downward. "First jump down from here, then dive into the water, and then enter the Forbidden Palace through a hole in the well wall. Is there a problem?" Ma Xiaoyu leaned over and looked into the well, then raised her head and said, "Let's do it this way." "Then let's go." Ren Qi jumped down first. Ma Xiaoyu held the backpack on her back with one hand, and after Ren Qi fell into the water, she took a deep breath and jumped into the well. Beile turned over, his eyes hazy, and muttered: "Fairy, there is a fairy in the well." "Who wouldn't get up at this hour?"

Liu Banxian raised his head and gulped a few times, spraying the jasmine tea in his mouth onto the ground. He was very busy today. He had to prepare the drawings and rulers before the expected solar eclipse occurred. At the same time, he had to have firm faith and believe that the solar eclipse would definitely occur. But just as he was about to start working, an uninvited guest arrived. Liu Banxian put the teacup on the table and turned around. The man who came in was about the same age as Liu Banxian, with a goatee, a pair of phoenix eyes, protruding ears, and a full forehead. The man's name is the fortune teller, Yuan Shouwang. The divine fortune teller Yuan Shouwang came in with a tall man and sat down opposite Liu Banxian without any courtesy. "Liu Furong, long time no see." "Oh, the peerless genius of the Yuan family will also remember me?" Liu Banxian had a blank expression on his face. "I'm flattered. I'm flattered." "Of course I remember." Yuan Shouwang recalled the past, "The friendship between the Feng Shui families lasts for generations. It's a pity that your Liu family failed, and we lost contact after that." "Who said the Liu family was defeated?" Liu Banxian said seriously: "The Liu family still has me." "It's because of you." Yuan Shouwang shook his head. "You said that you are ignorant and have caused the decline of the Wolonggang Liu family, a great feng shui family. Selling all the Liu family heirlooms is your family affair and no one else can interfere. But you insist on rebelling and turning the Liu family into traitors. Liu Furong, you are simply the eternal sinner of the Liu family. How will people evaluate you in the future?" “Does it matter how I’m judged?” Liu Banxian crossed one leg over his knee and said, "Isn't it enough that I have a clear conscience? As for what others say after I die, do you think I can hear it?"

Yuan Shouwang was heartbroken, "Aren't you afraid that after you die, others will mess with you and ruin your feng shui?" "It doesn't matter. Just don't turn me into a zombie king." "Zombie King?" Yuan Shouwang glanced at him and shook his head in disdain: "If you want to become a zombie king, you have to look at your fate, Liu Banxian." Liu Banxian sneered, "Bodhisattva Yuan, don't talk to me about those useless things." Yuan Bodhisattva is Yuan Shouwang's nickname, also known as a flower name. He got this name because his face looks like the Bodhisattva statues in temples. "Okay, then I'll just tell you." Yuan Shouwang took a cup from the table, turned it over, poured the tea into the bowl, took a sip and spit out the tea leaves. "Oh, Gao Sui, it's so bitter." Liu Banxian glanced at him and said, "Don't people in Yujing drink this stuff? If you have to fart, do it now." Yuan Shouwang had no intention of explaining to Liu Banxian what kind of tea and snacks he used in the palace. He was only concerned about one thing. "Yuan Tianwang is my nephew." "Who is Yuan Tianwang?" asked Liu Banxian. Yuan Shouwang was stunned for a moment, then emphasized: "He was Si Xingcheng, who was sent by the Imperial Observatory to Hong Kong Island to recapture the White Emperor's son. He ended up dying at the hands of your friend Yin Xiu." "So this is ah." Liu Banxian stroked his chin, thinking of his previous experience in Kowloon Walled City, and couldn't help but murmured: "Okay, okay." "What do you mean?" Yuan Shouwang widened his eyes. "I don't mean anything." Liu Banxian spread out one hand, "If you want to be a gangster, either you kill me or I kill you. Besides, he killed your nephew, not your father. Why do you have to seek revenge on him?" "Our Yuan family has served the Imperial Observatory for hundreds of years." "I know you have always been the royal lackeys." "Well?" Yuan Shouwang restrained his anger and glared at Liu Banxian. "Blood debt must be repaid with blood. This is the rule and principle of the Yuan family, so we want his head." "Don't you already know that he is in the palace?" Liu Banxian spread his hands, "If you want to kill him, just go ahead and kill him. You don't have to inform me. After all, he and I don't have a good relationship. I won't protect him even if you kill him." "But you'll help him, won't you?"

Yuan Shouwang scratched his temple and thought of something even more infuriating. "Liu Furong, why you? You obviously have no talent in Feng Shui and can ruin a family with just a few pointers. Why did you become the best Feng Shui expert in Kyushu? Why did you become the one who can find dragon points and control destiny?" "It's hard for me to answer you, Bodhisattva Yuan." Liu Banxian spread his hands, "I can only tell you that it's because I don't have any talent as you say. On the contrary, I am the most talented person. That's why I can find the dragon points and the Feng Shui lifeline that determines everything. You can also find the sixty-fifth hexagram. " "Are you still thinking about the so-called sixty-five hexagrams?" Yuan Shouwang sneered, "I've told you before that it doesn't exist. All the truths and mysteries of the world have been calculated by King Wen of Zhou's sixty-four hexagrams. There is nothing left for us to do anything." "Aren't you pitiful for thinking like this?" Liu Banxian said seriously. "Pathetic? What's there to be pitiful about me?" Yuan Shouwang was puzzled for a moment. "You don't even know why you are pitiful, so I have to say that you are pathetic." Liu Banxian adjusted his sunglasses and said, "Do you know the difference between a painter and a painter? The painters are experienced and have painted a landscape painting tens of thousands of times. If you ask them to paint it on the wall, on the beam or somewhere else, it will be lifelike. Their skills are better than those of most other painters. But why didn't they become painters? Because they only painted one thing from beginning to end. Those who paint flowers and birds may spend more than ten years painting them, while those who paint mountains and water may spend their entire lives painting Emei, Taibai and Qinling Mountains and cannot live without these mountains. What these painters produce in a month is equivalent to what most other painters can produce in their entire lifetime. But I have only heard of painters becoming painters, but never heard of painters becoming painters. Why do you think this is so?" "Because what a painter draws has no soul. If a painter makes a mistake, he can just laugh it off, but if a painter makes a mistake, he has to pay for it." "It seems that you also understand the difference between the two, so you will understand what I am saying." Liu Banxian stretched out his hand and gestured to see the guest off. "Liu Furong, I haven't seen you for so many years. Don't you have anything you want to tell me?" "Nothing." Liu Banxian shook his head, "I'm very busy today." "busy?" Yuan Shouwang smiled slightly, "Are you saying that you are busy trying to decipher the dragon veins of the Forbidden Palace?" "Then are you here to help?" Liu Banxian asked back. "Help, I will definitely help you." Yuan Shouwang's smile became even brighter, and then, he poked Liu Banxian's eyes with his two fingers like a pair of iron chopsticks like lightning. Liu Banxian had anticipated this move, and he stretched his hand forward like a knife, pressing it between two fingers of Yuan Shouwang. Yuan Shouwang's attack failed, the smile on his face disappeared, and he stepped on Liu Banxian's toes under the table. Liu Banxian raised one foot to avoid his step, then changed his hand position and made a snake kiss towards Yuan Shouwang's face.

Yuan Shouwang changed to the long bridge move, blocking Liu Banxian's front hand, and used his other hand as a tiger claw to grab Liu Banxian's ribs. call! call! ! The two men sat on the chairs for more than ten rounds with their sleeves fluttering. The room was filled with the sound of the wind, blowing at their eardrums. After another round of fighting, Yuan Shouwang stopped and looked at Liu Banxian deeply. "Your hand-talking skills have improved compared to before." "That's natural." Liu Banxian put his hands behind his back. "Shou Talk is a way for experts to test their skills. The older you get, the better you become at this skill. I have never forgotten it." "But you have to know that not everything can be done according to the rules among experts," said Yuan Shouwang. "That's natural. Rules and such are no longer being cared about by people anymore." "Unfortunately, I don't follow the rules either." Yuan Shouwang suddenly kicked his feet and retreated backwards. Behind him, the man who had been standing still, with his cloak puffed up, slashed at Liu Banxian with a scimitar worth an inch. Liu Banxian happened to be a person who did not follow the rules. He stretched out his hand hidden behind his back, and in his hand he was holding a rifle. The big man's knife came so fast and fiercely that Liu Banxian felt something was wrong before it got close. He simply fell off the chair, shifted his target away from Yuan Shouwang, and pulled the trigger at the man. Clang! Smoke and flames spewed out from the muzzle of the gun. Before any sound was heard, the inch-high steel knife had already cut the bullet in half and went straight to Liu Banxian. Liu Banxian felt a chill on his already sparse hair, and a few strands of hair were neatly shaved off. The moment he landed on his back, he dropped his rifle and rolled under the table. Almost at the same time, the knife split the table in half, and wood chips, tea, tea leaves, and ceramic fragments flew everywhere. The steel knife pierced through Liu Banxian's body and stood on the floor. The man felt that Liu Banxian had no chance of avoiding the knife, and his knife did not deviate, but Liu Banxian did not die and ran out of the house. "It is a beautiful ruler of mountains and rivers." Yuan Shouwang was surprised. "Liu Banxian really got the idea. He used the Mountain and River Ruler to reverse the cause and effect of life and death, allowing me to dodge the knife." "What should I do?" "Nothing to do." Yuan Shouwang sneered, "If he doesn't die after one kill, just kill him a second time." After saying that, he stood up and looked outside at Liu Banxian, who was covered in dust and looked disheveled. "Liu Furong, stop struggling. The person standing next to me is the best swordsman in the North, Xue En, the Shadowless Blade. You don't stand a chance." "Shadowless Blade Xuen."

Liu Banxian touched his neck and only then realized that his head was still there. "Is it the shadowless blade that claims to be able to make pedestrians' heads fall off by themselves as soon as you walk across the street without having to lift a finger?" "Yes." Sean came out with a knife in his hand, which gleamed in the sunlight. "That's me. I am now a guest of the Yuan family and the bodyguard of Mr. Yuan." "Then you have got what you want." Pooh! Liu Banxian spat the sand in his mouth onto the ground. "Buddha Yuan, you are too despicable. You brought a warrior with you to a fight between experts." Yuan Shouwang gestured, "I am carrying people, but you are carrying guns. And if your three companions were still around, would you still be able to reason with me like that? I'm afraid you'd turn against me even faster than I do. I calculated that you were alone at this time, so I brought this world's sharpest sword, which is not inferior to Ren Qi, to kill you." "Is it a book of destiny or the Book of Changes?" asked Liu Banxian. "It's just an accurate prediction, plus the information from a few spies." Yuan Shouwang said with a smile. Liu Banxian knew that the Ren family mansion would be exposed sooner or later, but he did not expect that the masters of the palace would find their location so quickly. "You seem to have me figured out!" "if not?" Yuan Shouwang gave Xue En a look, and the latter approached Liu Banxian with a knife, like an executioner. “I’ve told you before that you’re not as talented as me, and you’re not as good-looking as me. But now, you don’t have as much money as I do, and you don’t have as many people as I do. What do you have, Liu Furong?" "Just because it's two against one, you think you will definitely win?" Liu Banxian said unconvinced. Yuan Shouwang did not deny it. "After all, you are just a powerless Feng Shui master, Liu Furong, this is the sorrow of you and me. But the difference is that I have people around me, and you, you are finished!" With the high emotions coming from his voice, Xue En seemed to be encouraged, and with a knife that glowed golden in the sunlight, he slashed towards Liu Banxian. boom! A violent wind broke out between the two men, sweeping away Xue En's knife. Liu Banxian was carried backwards by the storm, and when he was about to hit the pillar, a hand gently supported him from behind. "Phew! I almost thought I was dead." Liu Banxian let out a long sigh and looked towards the middle of the yard, where Xue En had chopped him just now. A black sword was floating there. Even under the sunlight, it looked like an abyss, emitting a bloody smell and terrible foul air, which made people's eyes hurt at a glance. That terrifying black sword was the Deathly Hallows blessed by the dark gods and forged in the River Styx. King Blood Sword! "Why are you here so late? Yong Tan, you have to know that if you were that late, you would have to meet me in the morgue and read my autopsy report."

"Sorry, sorry." Luo Wei stood behind Liu Banxian, supporting him with one hand and holding the map with the other. "You know I seldom go out, and I've never been to Yujing before, so it's normal for me to get lost for a while." (End of this chapter)