In fact, the plum blossoms in front of Wang Xuan's house and the layout of the house were secretly arranged by Wang Xuan himself. If his father knew that these were related to Feng Shui, they would have been cleared out long ago.

"Uncle, although I can't see anything wrong for the time being, there must be something wrong with your family's feng shui."

After seeing Wang Shan, Mo Xiaosheng already had a plan in mind. He used Feng Shui theory to destroy the devil in Wang Shan. Therefore, he showed a very determined look, indicating that there must be something wrong with his house.

"Really, if you don't learn well at a young age, you just imitate other people's tricks. I'm sorry, you can deceive others but you can't deceive me. We don't welcome you in our family. Please get out!" Wang Shan looked at Mo Xiaosheng and said sternly.

"dad!"

"Shut up! You are not allowed to interact with him from now on!"

Wang Shan looked at Wang Xuan and scolded him coldly. When he saw Mo Xiaosheng standing still, he immediately said angrily: "I told you, you are not welcome in our home, please get out!"

"Brother Mo, let's leave first, so as not to make uncle unhappy." Zhou Chen on the side was also quite embarrassed, but felt that Mo Xiaosheng had brought it upon himself, who asked him to insist on being in the limelight.

Wang Xuan on the side also looked embarrassed. Seeing that his father was really angry, he hesitated and did not dare to speak. In their family, his father had absolute majesty, and he and his mother never dared to refute.

"Xiao Chen, I'm not talking about you, please stay for lunch." Wang Shan's expression softened and he said to Zhou Chen.

"No, uncle, I have something to do in the afternoon." Zhou Chen refused with a smile.

Then the three of them walked out of Wang Xuan's house.

"I'm sorry, Mo Xiaosheng. I didn't know that my dad was at home today, otherwise I wouldn't have invited you over." Wang Xuan looked apologetic and blamed himself.

"It doesn't matter." Mo Xiaosheng shook his head, and his eyes were suddenly attracted to a corner in the southwest outside Wang Xuan's courtyard.

"Brother Mo, let's go back first. I'll drive you off." Zhou Chen's tone was a little urgent. He was really looking forward to the Mingqie post and wanted to take a look at it now.

"I can't leave. My uncle's back pain has been severe these days. There will be a catastrophe in the near future. If we don't solve it quickly, our lives will be in danger." Mo Xiaosheng kept staring at the southwest corner while speaking, his brows furrowed.

"Mo Xiaosheng, then you have to find a way to save my dad!" Wang Xuan was anxious. His dad was the backbone of their family. If something bad happened, the entire Wang family would collapse.

"I'm being serious, it's just lower back pain. I also have this problem after sitting for a long time."

Zhou Chen was a little helpless, wondering if this "Mo Xiaosheng" was pretending to be addicted, and it wasn't over yet. Wang Xuan was the same, and he kept praising him. If he hadn't asked for something from him, he would have left long ago.

"Wang Xuan, have the corners of your courtyard wall been renovated before?"

Mo Xiaosheng walked to the corner and took a closer look. He could see that the color of the wall paint in the corner was slightly fresher than the surroundings.

"Well, it must have been three months ago. At that time, there was a house renovating the garage in front of me. The driver of the truck was blind. When he was reversing, he knocked down the corner of my house. Later, he had someone repair it." Wang Xuan said quickly, "

What, is there something wrong with this corner? Has the feng shui been damaged after repairing it?"

Mo Xiaosheng shook his head, "No." Because he saw a black thing inside the wall, and said, "Someone may have put something dirty in this wall."

The reason why he didn't notice it when he entered the house just now was because he didn't think that there would be problems in Wang Xuan's yard.

While they were talking, the acupuncturist Wang Shan had arranged for arrived. He was a middle-aged man with slightly white hair. He greeted Wang Xuan and hurried into the room.

Wang Xuan didn't bother to be polite to the acupuncture doctor, and quickly said to Mo Xiaosheng: "Is there something dirty in the wall? Then I will find someone to come over and break the wall open now."

While talking, he already took out his mobile phone.

Mo Xiaosheng nodded and glanced at the acupuncture doctor's back, knowing that it would be useless for him to go in. If he wanted to completely solve Wang Shan's back pain, he must destroy the demon in him.

"Wang Xuan, uncle will be unhappy if you are so aggressive and smashing the wall." Zhou Chen frowned and said, "If you want me to tell you, just wait. I also know the acupuncturist who just came in.

He is the chief physician of Mingxintang, and his medical skills are very good. He was the one who cured my dad’s back pain last time.”

"What Zhou Chen said makes sense, we can just wait first." Mo Xiaosheng nodded in agreement. He knew that Zhou Chen couldn't trust him.

"Then I'll find someone first." After Wang Xuan said that, he called the decoration company.

"Don't look for the same person who came to build the wall last time." Mo Xiaosheng reminded quickly.

"I know." Wang Xuan nodded.

Less than an hour after the call was made, two workers sent by the decoration company arrived. The back of the pickup truck was fully equipped, including an electric hammer and impact drill.

"Why haven't you left yet!"

At this time, Wang Shan had also finished acupuncture and was sending the acupuncturist out. Seeing that Mo Xiaosheng hadn't left yet, he was quite angry.

"Dad, inside this wall..."

"Uncle, if I'm not wrong, your back pain has not been relieved after acupuncture, but it has become worse." Mo Xiaosheng interrupted Wang Xuan directly. He knew that people like Wang Shan would not listen to your nonsense.

Some people don't, people like him accept death and only look at the facts.

"how do you know?"

Wang Shan's expression changed slightly. Mo Xiaosheng was right. After the acupuncture, he couldn't help but feel less pain. Instead, he felt more pain. Even walking was a bit difficult now.

He was discussing this matter with the acupuncture doctor in the room just now. The acupuncturist was also a little confused and suggested that he go to Ji Shan Tang to have a look.

"Uncle, I have told you before that your injury is not caused by strain, but by other hidden reasons, including your recent accident, which are all related to each other. As long as you give me a little time, I can solve your problem immediately.

This backache." Mo Xiaosheng looked at Wang Shan and spoke sincerely. If he hadn't been Wang Xuan's father, he wouldn't have wanted to get rid of the devil in him again and again.

Walking on the street, nine and a half of the ten people have demons on them, and some people even have several of them. When Mo Xiaosheng saw it, he naturally ignored it. As long as it was not the kind of demon that maliciously hurts others, he would not pay attention to it.

.

"Thank you for your kindness. No need. Wang Xuan will drive and take me to Jishan Hall." Wang Shan said coldly.

"You...you are the little miracle doctor who competed with Mr. Liang that day?!"

At this time, the acupuncture doctor on the side suddenly recognized Mo Xiaosheng, hurriedly took out his mobile phone to compare, and immediately said excitedly, "It is indeed you, little miracle doctor, nice to meet you."

The acupuncturist immediately ran over and held Mo Xiaosheng's hand, bowing slightly with respect.

The medical fight between Mo Xiaosheng and Liang Minghui that day was filmed with a mobile phone and sent to the WeChat group of the Heyang Chinese medicine community. It immediately caused a huge sensation. Now the entire Heyang Chinese medicine community knows that there is such a strange young man.

"You're too generous." Mo Xiaosheng quickly lowered his body humbly. Seeing that an acupuncturist over fifty years old respected Mo Xiaosheng so much, both Wang Shan and Zhou Chen couldn't help but look surprised.

Wang Xuan was a little complacent, this Mo Xiaosheng was becoming more and more unfathomable!

"Mr. Wang, your disease has been cured. Since Dr. Mo is here, you don't have to go anywhere. Even Mr. Liang from Jishan Hall is a little inferior to him." The old acupuncturist's face was full of praise, and the Chinese medicine community

With such amazing experts, why worry about traditional Chinese medicine not being popular!

"Yes, dad, even this old doctor said so. Why don't you ask Mo Xiaosheng to take a look at it for you, maybe it will be effective." Wang Xuan hurriedly persuaded Wang Shan.

"Okay, since you know how to see a doctor, please help me take a look." Wang Shan said a little doubtfully.

"I told you, your back pain has nothing to do with illness. Give me ten minutes and I will make sure your pain is gone."

After saying this, Mo Xiaosheng gave Wang Xuan a look, and Wang Xuan immediately ordered the two decoration workers to start.

As soon as the roaring impact drill sounded, half of the entire wall collapsed immediately.

"What are you doing!"

Wang Shan's expression changed. This traitor is trying to tear down the house.

"Mo Xiaosheng, you are right, there is really something in this!" Wang Xuan was surprised and happy.

Hearing his shout, Wang Shan couldn't help but be startled. Following everyone's curiosity, he moved over and saw a black and yellow oil paper bag built into the wall. He could faintly smell the weird smell emanating from it. It was unpleasant.

Disgusting.

Mo Xiaosheng borrowed the decoration worker's gloves and put them on, took out the oil paper bag, and then opened it in front of everyone.

Everyone's expressions were shocked when they saw that what was wrapped in the oil paper bag turned out to be a dark hatchet.

Even Wang Shan, who didn't believe in ghosts and gods, couldn't help but take a breath and felt a chill on his back. There was a machete embedded in the wall of his yard, which would make anyone feel scared.

"This is not just oil paper, it should be soaked in corpse oil."

Mo Xiaosheng couldn't help but frowned. This person was really ruthless and ruthless. What a hatred. Such dirty things are the most attractive to ferocious demons.

After hearing this, everyone couldn't help but feel a chill again.

Mo Xiaosheng broke off a piece of plum branch, asked the decoration worker to borrow a fire, lit the plum branch, and burned it together with the oil paper bag. Then he asked Wang Xuandao, "Do you have any rice at home?"

"Yes, yes!" Wang Xuan quickly stood up, ran into the house, and then took out the entire rice box.

Mo Xiaosheng pressed his right hand on the rice and inserted the hatchet into the rice. The breath of clear water continued to pour into the rice along with the dark energy. The reason why he did this was to get rid of the rice.

There was dirt on the hatchet, and the rice around the hatchet suddenly turned dark.

Zhou Chen on the side was shocked. Everything he saw today was beyond his understanding.

"Just throw the rice into the trash can. You can keep the hatchet. Maybe it can be used when pruning the branches and leaves of plum blossoms and jujubes." Mo Xiaosheng said with a smile. Now the hatchet has lost any dirty evil spirit and is just an ordinary knife.

Just a machete.

But Wang Xuan still dared to keep it, so he gave the two decoration workers a thousand yuan each, wrapped the rice, hatchets and ashes on the ground, and stuffed them with them, telling them to throw them as far away as possible.

Mo Xiaosheng looked at Wang Shan and said, "Uncle, show me your hand."

At this time, Wang Shan also believed most of Mo Xiaosheng, hesitating for a moment and stretched out his right hand.

Mo Xiaosheng grabbed the back of Wang Shan's hand with his left hand, turned his palm upward, put his right index finger and middle finger together, and drew a few seemingly random drawings on his palm. With each drawing, Mo Xiaosheng would create a dark force.

Influxed into Wang Shan's body, four rays of dark energy were shot out in succession, wrapped in Jin Geng's energy, directly killing the demon in Wang Shan's body.

But to Wang Xuan, Wang Shan and Zhou Chen, it looked like they were drawing a talisman.

"Uncle, how do you feel now?" Mo Xiaosheng took back his hand, smiled slightly, looked at Wang Shan and said.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the fact was here. Wang Shan nodded, couldn't help but smile bitterly, and said: "I still can't believe that my wealth and life are actually related to Mianqiang."
Chapter completed!