Flowers are more beautiful when seen in the fog, and everyone is more handsome when seen from a distance. Standing in the mountains, Cen Baihe stands tall and looks like a star, standing there almost becomes a painting.
"Five young masters." The two bodyguards who followed Boss Cen saw Cen Baihe, their expressions became solemn, and they hurriedly greeted him.
Qi Yan glanced at the four people who were following Cen Baihe, and at the two bodyguards who hurriedly greeted him. The family's attitude towards Fifth Master Cen was as if they were treating rare items. In his opinion, this Fifth Master Cen is not very good, but he is full of momentum. Standing there and not talking, people will dare not ignore him.
Cen Baihe didn't look at the bodyguards around him, his eyes swept across the young man standing beside his eldest brother, who had his hands behind his back, his abstruse posture completely inconsistent with his baby face.
"Master Qi?" Cen Baihe approached, stood beside Qi Yan, and looked down at the scenery at the foot of the mountain. There was a meandering river not far away, peaceful and beautiful.
Hearing the other party calling him, Qi Yan smiled back at the other party.
"How old is the master this year?" Cen Baihe's tone was very calm. Although this question seemed a bit abrupt, his expression was serious, which made people feel that this question was very important to him.
"Twenty-two," Qi Yan asked back, "Where's Fifth Master Cen?"
Cen Baihe didn't seem to expect that Qi Yan would ask him this question, his eyelids trembled slightly, "I'm seven years older than you."
Boss Cen had an unspeakable feeling in his heart when he heard the conversation between his younger brother and this master Qi. He thought that several fortune-teller masters had said that his younger brother could live thirty-five years, which was already the love of God, so he felt that his younger brother grew by one year every year. , is a silent torture to them.
After Cen Baihe finished talking about his age, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "It's nice to be young."
Boss Cen almost didn't burst into tears.
"Mr. Cen is young and promising," Qi Yan smiled, "Why do you praise me?"
Cen Baihe chuckled softly, and suddenly said after a while, "Master Qi's joke is really good."
The mountain wind blew, Qi Yan narrowed his eyes, opened his eyes and looked at Cen Bohe again, his face was filled with indifference to see through the world, and his eyes were like a pool of stagnant water.
He looked away and chuckled, "Mr. Cen, I never joke with strangers."
Cen Baihe looked at him firmly, and said after a long time, "I thought I had been in the same car with Master Qi, so I was an acquaintance."
Qi Yan shook his head with a smile, stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, spread his palm and handed it to Cen Baihe: "Time is like the wind, you can't catch it, but when you spread your hand, why didn't you think that the wind will in your hands?"
Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan's hand and did not speak.
Qi Yan smiled, "Mr. Cen, please reach out."
Cen Baihe glanced at him and slowly opened his palms. His palms were fair and thin, and the lines on the palms were clear. Only the lifeline was intermittent, and the back became blurred.
When he was eight years old, the old man once told him that it is also a virtue to help someone who is extremely expensive and unhappy.
Just when Boss Cen thought that Qi Yan would say something, Qi Yan said nothing. His fingers crossed Cen Baihe's lifeline, and he felt a resistance push his hand away.
After a while, he withdrew his hand, curled up his slightly trembling index finger, and turned to Old Cen Avenue: "Mr. Cen, it's windy on the mountain, let's go indoors and take a look."
Boss Cen, who was worried that his younger brother would catch a cold from the wind, wanted to say this for a long time. Hearing Qi Yan said to go down the mountain, he hurriedly agreed.
Cen Baihe looked down at his palm, wondering if it was his illusion. Just now, the moment the young man surnamed Qi reached out and touched his palm, his palm seemed to be penetrated by a hint of coolness.
The old house of the Cen family is the most traditional kind of old-fashioned courtyard, but because the Cen family has been careful to maintain the main body of the house, so although the house has a history of hundreds of years, it will only make people feel the ancient charm brought by history, not dilapidated .
When Qi Yan walked into the Cen family mansion, the first thing he saw was an old osmanthus tree in the yard.
It is a good choice to plant sweet-scented osmanthus in the yard. Many communities and even parks will carry the sweet-scented osmanthus tree. One is because its fragrance is far away but not greasy, and the other is because it has the meaning of auspiciousness, wealth and peace, and will not make any taboos. .
The whole yard is in the shape of Huizi Gathering Blessing, and the whole has the meaning of gathering nobleness and benefiting the Quartet. The patterns carved on the window lattice are dominated by grapes, lotus and pomegranate. I don't know if the owner of the house is intentional or not, but there is nothing related to the dragon pattern here, and there is not even a hint of the carp jumping over the dragon gate.
This piece of land is in a state of auspiciousness. If something related to the dragon appears, it will become a battle between the dragon and the tiger. Not only can it not seek safety and wealth, but it may even cause the Jia family to be restless and fight with others.
But what's more interesting is that if the Crouching Tiger Land introduces a pattern of weak birds and small animals, it will make this Feng Shui treasure land more prosperous. The only bad thing is that it may affect the fortunes of other people nearby. .
With the ability of the ancestors of the Cen family, it is impossible for the feng shui master who invited him to not know this, but Qi Yan did not see this in this house.
He stood in front of the door of the Cen's main hall, looking at the plaque directly above with the words "Honest and Virtue" written on it, and gained a new understanding of the Cen family in his heart.
"Master Qi." Master Zhao and Master Liu came out from the inside and saw Qi Yan standing outside the gate of the main hall of the Cen family. German Zaiwu" plaque.
After a long silence, Master Liu touched his forehead, "What can Master Qi do?"
When he asked this, it meant that neither he nor Master Zhao had a particularly suitable solution, but the Cen family's behavior was admirable.
Seeing the embarrassed expressions on the faces of the two masters, Qi Yan knew that while they had nothing to do with the current situation of the Cen family, they felt that they should help the Cen family. He turned his head and glanced back. Under the osmanthus tree, Cen Baihe stood quietly, looking up at the green osmanthus tree, his profile was so perfect that it was a little unreal.
He can understand the feelings of these two masters, just like sometimes when he clearly sees a natural disaster in a certain place, but he can't speak. Because the way of heaven is constant but ruthless, if he opens his mouth to say it, then what awaits him is divine scourge, and there will be more serious natural disasters in the future.
Thousands of years ago, Li Chunfeng and Yuan Tiangang were so powerful Celestial Masters, in front of Heavenly Dao, they could only be cautious in their words and deeds, and did not dare to say much.
In the past, the common people believed in the Heavenly Master, and they would have their faith in return. The Heavenly Master had countless functions and could not oppose the Heavenly Dao yet, not to mention in this era when there is no belief in the Heavenly Master, and the Heavenly Master has no status.
With the development of science and technology, human beings have long regarded themselves as the masters of the earth, but they do not know that no matter how advanced the technology is, no matter how powerful human beings are, all these things come from nature and the earth. With each passing day, the sea becomes a mountain, and the mountain becomes a flat land, but nature is still the same nature, and the heaven and the earth are still the same heaven and earth, but human beings are not necessarily the masters of the earth.
No one can resist heaven and earth, and so are their so-called masters.
So the more clear this truth is, the more helpless they will feel when they encounter many incidents that they clearly know the result, but are powerless. Ever since he could remember, he had never seen the old man take action to cut off the fate of others. Maybe it was because he had experienced too much that he never wanted to experience the pain of being powerless again.
"Master Qi?" Seeing that Qi Yan didn't speak, Master Liu called him in a low voice.
Qi Yan retracted his gaze, bowed his head and sighed and shook his head. He spent so much effort today, but he only helped Cen Baihe extend his life for less than two years. He has not thought of other solutions for the time being.
Seeing Qi Yan also shaking his head, Master Liu and Master Zhao showed such expressions as expected.
After a while, the other two masters also came out. The five of them looked at me and I looked at you, but no one spoke.
When Cen Qiusheng saw the silent expressions of the five people, his heart sank. He knew that the method of modifying the ancestral house might not work. But when the five people hadn't spoken clearly, he still didn't give up and insisted: "What do the five masters have in mind?"
The most famous of the five, Master Wei, said, "This is a place where a crouching tiger hides treasures. It's a rare good place."
Cen Qiusheng was silent for a few seconds: "Is there anything that needs to be modified?"
Master Wei knew what Cen Qiusheng was expecting, but he still shook his head slowly.
Hearing this, Cen Qiusheng leaned back against the back of the chair, as if he was a few years older in an instant, and his whole body slumped down. He closed his eyes, covering up the emotions in his eyes, before opening them after a while, "Is there a way to relieve it?"
The four famous Celestial Masters were silent again, and lowered their heads to avoid looking at Cen Qiusheng's expectant eyes. They really couldn't bear to hit the old man again, but in the face of the facts, they couldn't do anything.
"Mr. Cen, I'm sorry..."
Cen Qiusheng waved his hand, interrupted Master Zhao's unfinished words, and said in a hoarse voice: "It's not your fault." After saying this, he suddenly remembered that the youngest Qi Yan hadn't spoken yet, and couldn't help it. Cast his eyes on him.
In fact, before this incident, he didn't know Qi Yan at all. Later, he heard news from the branch that he met a particularly miraculous and powerful young man who could not only tell fortunes, but also observe astronomical phenomena. To do some research.
Then I found that although this young man had not made a few shots, he made no mistakes every time he made a move. The few people who had shown him Feng Shui had indeed come out of the predicament.
"I wonder if Master Qi has any ideas?"
When Cen Baihe walked into the house, he heard his father ask.