After breakfast, Qi Yan deliberately changed his clothes and washed his hands, and said to Cen Bohe, "I'll go and draw a talisman for you now. Would you like to go into the study with me to have a look?"
"Will my presence affect you?" Cen Baihe put down the outdated magazine in his hand and looked up at Qi Yan.
"No," Qi Yan saw that Cen Baihe had stood up from the sofa, and guessed that he was still a little curious about drawing talismans, so he smiled and said, "I have drawn talismans for so many years, how could it be because there is no one around me? Affected."
If it is so easily affected, it only means that the ability is not at home. When the warlocks are fighting, no matter what your surroundings are, you can see the true chapter directly under your hand. For example, a few days ago, when he encountered the Luck Seizing Array, the person who manipulated the Array used Soul Eater to kill him, but he was not at all relentless.
At that time, he spent most of his spiritual power in order to dismantle the formation. If it wasn't for Cen Baihe's sudden appearance, he might have really knelt at that time.
In fact, what Cen Baihe was curious about was not how Qi Yan drew talismans, but the furnishings of his study. Because whether it is the living room or the door, Qi Yan's home is too inconsistent with the style of a master of metaphysics. He has never seen a home of a master of metaphysics so down-to-earth.
When the study door opened, Cen Baihe felt "as expected". Different from the simple style of the living room, the study is decorated in a very antique style. The desks, chairs and bookshelves are all made of logs. The four ancient treasures of the study are placed on the desk. There is no trace of modern style in the whole house. .
Qi Yan took out a wooden box from the bookshelf, took out the cinnabar pen in it, and took out two yellow talismans from another box, bowed solemnly three times to the east, and then began to write.
He has been particularly talented in talisman since he was a child. After the old man found out about this, he always felt pity for him, because people now don't believe in talismans, and even if they ask for it, they are asking for peach blossoms, career and children. For the useless and baseless talismans developed by liars, such as the talisman, if it had been hundreds of years ago, he might have become a famous figure in history.
Of course, when the old man finally found out that he was exceptionally good in other aspects, he stopped sighing, just shook his head and said to him, all this is life at an untimely time.
On the contrary, he himself doesn't care about all this. Metaphysics is his hobby. Whether his talent is good or bad, it doesn't matter whether he was born at the right time or not.
Since then, the old man has taught him a lot of weird and chaotic tricks, and he is also called a good thing to press the bottom of the box. Although many of the tricks are not even used by the old man himself, he is only allowed to follow the ancient books. study.
With Qi Yan's ability, it was easy to draw innate talismans, and even the tedious rituals before the talismans could be simplified, but the talismans drawn were more effective than others.
As soon as the innate talisman is written, it must be drawn from the beginning to the end. If there is insufficient spiritual energy or there is a gap in the middle, what is drawn is a piece of waste paper, which is useless.
The two talisman papers were completed in one fell swoop, and there was no need to spray water on the talisman papers, let alone hold a peach wood sword to invite and send off the gods. The process was so simple that the bodyguard standing next to him wondered if Qi Yan was drawing and playing.
Qi Yan folded the two prepared talismans, put them in the two bags, and said to Cen Bohe, "The auspicious cloud pattern bag is an amulet of peace, and the blessing pattern bag is a peace amulet." Speaking of this, he suddenly He smiled, "But you may not need this talisman. You can give it to your family when you go back."
Cen Baihe looked at Qi Yan with complicated eyes. Yesterday, Qi Yan only mentioned painting an amulet to him, but today he gave him two amulets.
But Qi Yan didn't explain, so he didn't ask. Cen Baihe knew in his heart that if he could make things clear, Qi Yan would not deliberately hide it from him. Now Qi Yan doesn't say anything, it's just that he can't say it, or it's really just that he does it smoothly.
But no matter what the possibility is, this is the other party's kindness.
After doing all this, Qi Yan turned around and pushed open the window of the study, and heard a muffled "bang" from downstairs, as if something exploded.
"Bai He, there might be an accident downstairs," Qi Yan said to the bodyguard brought by Cen Baihe, "I need your help."
The bodyguard glanced at Wu Shao, and after seeing Wu Shao nodded slightly, he said, "If there is any need for Master Qi, please feel free to speak, and I will do my best to cooperate."
"You go down with me first," Qi Yan thought for a while, then turned to look at Cen Baihe, "Bai He, if you are bored, there is a TV in the living room and a computer in the room, I haven't set a password, you can use it as you like. "
"No need, I'll go down with you." Cen Baihe took a step towards Qi Yan with his slender thighs, "Multiple people can also help you."
"Five young masters..." The bodyguard was worried about Cen Baihe's body, but as soon as the words of dissuasion came out, he found that five young masters gave him a fluttering look, so he honestly shut his mouth.
"Okay," Qi Yan did not reject Cen Bohe, "then let's go down now."
I don't know if it was because Cen Baihe was together, Qi Yan felt that even getting in and taking the elevator went very smoothly. As soon as the three of them arrived at the elevator door, the elevator door opened automatically, and there was no one inside.
From the seventh floor to the sixth floor, it's just a blink of an eye. Qi Yan walked out of the elevator and said to the bodyguard, "Turn on the camera of your mobile phone now, and try not to pat my hand."
Before saving people, first make sure you don't fall into the pit. With a mobile phone camera, even if there was an accident at the scene, he could make it clear, even though he looked at the girl's face, it didn't look like she was dying soon. But this is only a normal situation. If someone hates her to the core and asks someone to do it, it will be hard to say.
It's always right to be careful sailing a thousand-year-old ship.
When he came to 604, Qi Yan found that the door was not closed from the inside, but was hidden, leaving a gap between the door and the door frame. He stood outside the door and called Lin Yu's name several times, but there was no answer. He thought about it, took out his mobile phone and made a call to the property, and then called the police.
After doing all this, he saw that the evil energy continued to seep out from the crack of the door, but it soon disappeared, like water vapor evaporated. Qi Yan looked back at Cen Baihe, who was covered in purple air, and instantly felt as if he was carrying a giant golden finger.
"Ms. Lin?" Qi Yan was almost certain that Lin Yu had fainted now, but his life was safe, so he first choked off the evil spirit in the house, and then stood at the door and continued to wait for the people from the property to come.
About three minutes later, the property security guard came over.
These two people are tall and big men, probably the property management is worried that a gangster broke into the owner's house, so they specially arranged for the two of them to come.
Qi Yan explained the situation to the two property security guards and asked, "Are we going to go in now?"
The property security guards were a little hesitant. They were not only afraid of the owner's accident, but also afraid of being complained by the owner that they broke into the house without permission, and suddenly fell into a dilemma.
Qi Yan knew that they were in a dilemma, so he said, "How about I go in and have a look? You can prove that I don't want to enter the house to steal."
"I'll accompany you in." One of the property security guards thought about it, but still felt that the owner could not go in alone. What if the gangster was hiding in the house
After taking off the electric baton worn around his waist, the security guard put on gloves and leaned on his side to carefully open the door. There was no one behind the door.
As soon as the door opened, Qi Yan saw Lin Yu lying on the floor in the living room, and he lost consciousness.
"I met her in the elevator when I came to find you just now." Cen Baihe has a very good memory and recognized the woman lying on the ground at a glance, and entered the elevator with him in the morning.
Qi Yan did not enter the room, but stood at the entrance, his eyes focused on the surroundings. The decoration style of the house is very warm, there are many cute animal pillows on the sofa, and many green plants are planted on the balcony, but most of them are listless, only succulents and cacti grow better.
But no matter how he looked at it, there was no feng shui problem in this house, and he didn't feel the origin of other unclean things in the house. Where did the evil spirit and bad luck in Lin Yu come from
"Miss Lin!" The security guard was taken aback by Lin Yu who was lying on the ground, and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and called 120. The poor man who was 1.8 meters tall had his face turned white. Especially when he found out that the lights in this room had blown up several times, and the glass fragments fell all over the floor, his face was even more pale and blue, and it was extremely difficult to see.
In the real estate industry, I have heard all kinds of legends, but some are false, and some are not known to be true or false, but they cannot be fully explained by scientific theories.
For example, this scene is a little weird now. The security guard swallowed his saliva and tried to make himself less flustered, so as to stabilize the owner who came with him, so as not to cause more people to know about it.
Fortunately, the police arrived quickly, and the unconscious Lin Yu was taken to the hospital. Qi Yan, who first discovered the incident, explained the cause and effect to the police and returned to his home.
"Master Qi, what happened to that... just now?" Even Cen Baihe's bodyguard felt that something was wrong. Before he retired from the army, he was a special forces soldier, and then he changed his career as a policeman for a period of time. So he could see at a glance that there were no signs of outsiders intruding on the scene, but the room full of fragments of electric lights and other household appliances that were not damaged at all seemed too strange.
If it's just a simple circuit problem, it makes no sense that there is only a problem with the lights, but all other electrical appliances are normal, and even the air conditioner is still whirring and does not automatically turn off.
Qi Yan poured out a few glasses of water and put it on the table, "Ms. Lin's feng shui is no problem, her face is no problem, if it's not a coma caused by illness, it's caused by external forces."
"What external force?" The bodyguard was curious about this question.
Qi Yan took a sip of tea and said slowly, "For example, if someone wants to harm her, they take her birthdate. When and where exactly, the latter is even less likely, she is not a murderous villain at such a young age, how can she have such a large amount of resentment?"
"Is there... a more scientific way?" The bodyguard asked with some difficulty.
"Yes," Qi Yan put down the teacup, "a scientist once studied that everyone has their own unique magnetic field, and the magnetic fields of people born in different periods are different. Some people's magnetic fields attract each other, and some people repel each other. Therefore, there are two completely different extreme emotional reactions: love at first sight and unpleasantness no matter how you look at it. Knowing a person's birthday, you can say that you have mastered his magnetic field. If someone disturbs your magnetic field, your body and spirit will appear naturally. problem."
Listening to Qi Yan's serious nonsense, Cen Baihe's hand trembled while holding the teacup, and then he changed his sitting position, making his face look calm and serious: "Maybe it's because of her occupation?"
"Why would you be so angry?" Qi Yan touched his chin, a little puzzled.
The bodyguard looked blank and looked at Master Qi with a serious face, feeling that his entire outlook on life was about to collapse. If Master Qi told him that this was a supernatural event, he would definitely not believe it. But Master Qi used this kind of "less scientific science" to explain this matter. Instead, he began to suspect that there might be some unsolvable events in this world.
This is really a strange thing.
Until the fifth young master was sent back to the Cen family mansion, the bodyguard's expressionless face was still dazed after Sanguan was smashed.
"Bai He, I didn't go to the company today, so I came back so early?" Third Brother Cen went downstairs to see his younger brother coming home, pulled his tie a little tight, and hurriedly took the suit and briefcase handed by the helper to prepare go out.
"Third brother, it's almost lunchtime and you have to go out?" Cen Baihe glanced at the big clock hanging on the wall, it was fifteen minutes before twelve noon.
"I just received a notice that an emergency meeting is to be held," Third Brother Cen smiled bitterly. He originally planned to go out with the children today, but it ended in failure.
Seeing that the third brother had walked out of the door and was about to go down the steps, Cen Baihe unconsciously stopped him, "Third brother, wait a minute."
"What's wrong?" Third brother Cen looked back at his younger brother, who usually speaks very little, feeling a little strange in his heart.
"This friend gave it to me, you take it with you." Cen Baihe handed a flat kit to the third brother Cen.
Brother Cen slipped this kit into his suit pants pocket. Although he didn't believe it, he still had to give it to the younger brother.
But who is the friend of the younger brother, who can let him, who is usually dismissive of feudal superstition, carry this kind of thing with him
The power of friendship is great.