Starting from Mr. Zombie's Feng Shui Master

Zhang Sheng felt as if he could see the sun, moon, stars, and space shattering.

"Let me ask you again, are you selling or not?"

A sudden shout pulled Zhang Sheng's attention back.

However, when he focused his eyes, he realized that he did not seem to know this person.

Just as he was about to ask, a large amount of memories entered his mind without any obstruction.

If it weren't for the fact that the memories of those twenty years were still vivid in his mind, he would have suspected that those twenty years of modern experience were just a dream.

However, he quickly came back to his senses. After all, there were still things waiting for him to deal with.

"Sell!"

" If you don't sell it, I will. Wait, what did you just say?" The man was about to get angry, but he realized that Zhang Sheng seemed to be saying sell.

" I said I'm selling it, but the price is too low. I'll add 50% to the original price." Zhang Sheng was not surprised to see such a big reaction. After all, the original owner was a real stubborn old man who would rather die than obey.

Now that he suddenly agreed, it was inevitable that Old Master Ren was surprised.

That's right, the person in front of him was Old Master Ren, one of the Mr. Zombies. However, it was not Ren Fa, but Ren Weiyong who had turned into a zombie.

" Alright, I'll give you 600 taels of silver tomorrow," Ren Weiyong said happily. Then, he left in a hurry. He was worried that a long delay would cause trouble, so he arranged for someone to send the money over when he returned home.

Zhang Sheng handed the title deed to the Ren family and stared blankly at the banknote. In fact, he was still accepting the fact that he had transmigrated. After all, compared to the original owner's 70-plus years of memory, his 20-plus years of memory were really very few.

"Master!" A young man came out from the back room.

"It's Xiaohu!"

Zhang Sheng came back to his senses and looked at the young man in front of him. The main reason why the original owner was forced into this state by Ren Weiyong was also because of his disciple.

In fact, not only was he good at reading feng shui, but he also had a Taoist technique. Otherwise, he would not have made Ren Weiyong so afraid.

However, the original owner was proud but also worried about his own inheritance. Back then, he was arrogant and only wanted to pursue the Great Dao. He did not care about feelings at all, but the path of cultivation was difficult at the beginning and harder at the end.

By the time he wanted to consider it, it was too late. Therefore, he could only accept a child as his successor, Xiao Hu.

Little Tiger's real name was Su Hu. When his family was in trouble, he followed his mother to escape. The original owner met him, but when he saw his mother, her mother had already died, so he took her in as his disciple.

To be honest, he was very satisfied with this disciple of his. He was usually diligent and filial, but his talent was limited. He was worried that his lineage would decline in the hands of Xiao Hu, so he had his eyes on Feng Shui.

His hard work paid off. He had finally found a treasure cave. With this treasure land, his bloodline could also flourish in the future.

However, this news had somehow leaked out and was known by a local director, Wei Yong, who began to force him to hand over this Feng Shui acupoint.

In the beginning, he did not care much because ordinary people with Taoist skills were really not his match. However, Ren Weiyong was obviously not an ordinary person. As the largest landlord in the surrounding area, the power in Ren Weiyong's hands was really not something that he, who knew some Taoist skills, could compare to.

If it was just relying on numbers, even if he was not a match for Ren Weiyong, he still had many methods to deal with him.

However, he had a disciple, which was his weakness. If he offended the Ren family, it would be difficult for him to establish a dojo here.

If he didn't build a dojo here and went to another place, it would mean that he had to start all over again. With his true ability, he could even build a dojo elsewhere, but there was no time.

He had a Taoist technique, so he could roughly know his fate. Of course, it was not a specific fate, but he could roughly know when he would die.

According to his current estimation, he might not live for more than three to five years, and it was already too late to build a dojo and lay a foundation within three to five years.

After all, he had been here for seven or eight years. He had gained a certain reputation by helping others to look at feng shui and exorcise evil spirits. Therefore, establishing a dojo was a matter of course. It was not easy to open a dojo in a new place.

Therefore, he would still sell this land to Ren Weiyong for the sake of the inheritance. However, the feeling of being forced by others was really uncomfortable.

Of course, these were all the original owner's thoughts. To Zhang Sheng, it was just a piece of land that was sold. As for the original owner's plan to take revenge on the Ren family, he also put it aside.

He had no choice. In his opinion, his life was about to come to an end. Why would he still have the mood to harm others? If he had the time, he should think about how to live longer.

To be honest, Zhang Sheng was also secretly sighing at his bad luck when he transmigrated. Why was he so unlucky when he transmigrated as well?

Other people who transmigrated would either bring along a system or a heaven-defying magic treasure. Even if it was not good enough, their physiques would also be greatly improved after transmigrating.

but what about him

It was one thing for his soul to penetrate, but it was actually on an old man in his seventies.

One had to know that he was originally just a young man in his twenties. He still had 50 to 60 years to live.

Now that he saw that he could live on his fingers, he couldn't figure out why the original owner was still reluctant to part with that piece of land. Could it be that without that piece of land, the sect couldn't flourish?

In Zhang Sheng's opinion, if the original owner had spent the time searching for this treasure land on cultivation, she might have been able to break through. Then, he would not have only this little lifespan. At least he could live a few more years.

The current situation was that the Feng Shui acupoint that they had painstakingly found was about to be snatched away by the Ren family. Their plan to rely on this Feng Shui acupoint to carry forward the sect was ruined.

In fact, Zhang Sheng suspected that the original owner of the body had died because of this.

One had to know that although he knew his own limit, it referred to his body's functions dying of old age, not an accident.

If he wanted to sense an accident in advance and avoid danger, he had to be at least in the third realm of cultivation. He was only in the first realm now, and he was still far from that realm.

Zhang Sheng also sighed in his heart that the Host's mentality was not very good. She was already so old, why was she still so excited?

He had died in an instant and had transmigrated.

My beautiful life has just begun, and I'm throwing myself on a bad old man. I'm not convinced.

Damn heavens, you're too unfair.

Thinking back, I was also an ambitious youth. Although my income wasn't high, at least I didn't have to worry about food and clothing.

Zhang Sheng glanced at the silver notes in his hand.

The original owner only had 600 taels of silver from selling that piece of land. She had also saved 15 taels of gold and 170 taels of silver. She had a three-way courtyard, 20 mu of land, a cow, and a carriage.

Other than this, what else did he have? Could it be that he couldn't earn this much money after working hard for decades?

Well, he really couldn't earn it. Zhang Sheng had no choice but to accept this cruel reality.

He was just an ordinary person. He had only managed to get into a second-tier college entrance examination. He really did not have the ability to earn tens of millions in his lifetime.

But this was exchanged with his own lifespan. Could it be that one year of his lifespan could only be exchanged for one million? Would anyone exchange it in the modern world?

There seems to be quite a lot

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He didn't want to think about it anymore. Since he was already here, he would take it as it was.

Zhang Sheng decided to give up on those unimportant thoughts. With so much money, he would hire a few maids to serve him tomorrow.

It's just that this body of mine

Sigh, I'm powerless.

Zhang Sheng lay on the chair in a daze. He felt that his life had become gloomy. As for cultivation, who would have the mood to care about it?

No, why did the magic power in his body seem to be wrong?

Feeling the magic power surging in his body, he checked his memories and found that it seemed to be similar to a situation.

He was about to break through.