Qi Yan took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket and handed it to Yang Tao, "Write a word for me to see."
Yang Tao didn't dislike that the piece of paper was a little wrinkled, so he swiped a few strokes to write the word "Bai". Although his posture was dashing, the words were a little ugly.
"Bai has the auspicious meaning of everlasting greenness, and it is a good character. In addition, the white character is the beginning of the day, and the left has the wooden character to rely on, which means that what you are asking for, because you meet the nobles, you will have a day of success," Qi said. Yan put the paper in Yang Tao's hand, "Congratulations, you will get what you want."
"Really?" Yang Tao looked at Qi Yan in disbelief. That was the Cen family. How many people are flocking to the Cen family, and their family can really climb the thigh of this giant
"This kind of thing is between belief and disbelief. I say you listen, believe it or not depends on your heart," Qi Yan put his hands behind his back and smiled calmly. However, Yang Tao seemed to like this, even if he no longer questioned Qi Yan's words.
"Master, can I ask something else?" Yang Tao said in a low voice, "Do you see any disasters in my life?"
After looking at him from head to toe, Qi Yan shook his head and said: "The right way is to have bitterness and sweetness in life, your destiny is very good, you don't have to worry about the small disasters in the future, if a person is all about himself in the future. Understand clearly, what's the point of that?"
When ordinary people hear this, they will definitely think that Qi Yan is an excuse that he can't figure out, but in Yang Tao's eyes, that is the master's sincerity in his words, so he repeatedly thanked him: "Thank you master for your guidance, I understand. "
This attitude made Qi Yan feel a little favored towards him. His eyes fell on his shoulder, and he brushed his shoulder unintentionally. If someone with knowledge is present, you can see a few strands of black mist disappear between Qi Yan's fingers.
Yang Tao only felt that his pantothenic shoulders relaxed inexplicably, and he didn't know anything else.
"Master, please see if you can leave me a contact information," Yang Tao rubbed his hands together, trying to suppress his inner excitement, "I heard that an expert like you can not only tell fortunes, but also look at Feng Shui, and the price is good. discuss… "
It's so natural to change the salutation from "you" to "you".
Realizing that what he said was too vulgar and tarnished the nobleness of the master, Yang Tao immediately changed his words and said: "The master can come, and the humble house will be brightened with a thousand blessings."
For the first time, Qi Yan felt that he was adaptable. Living with the old man for all these years, he has not learned anything else. He has a thick skin, a stable mentality, and good acting skills. He is basically considered to be better than blue.
"This kind of thing is good," Qi Yan shook his head, "I don't think the weather is very good today, I'm afraid it will rain, sir, and go home early."
Yang Tao raised his head and glanced at the clear sky. He really couldn't see where there was any sign of rain in such a sky, but he still responded with a smile, "Master, I don't know your hexagram money..."
"It's good to follow the fate, it's good to follow the fate." Qi Yan smiled with frowning eyes, a detached attitude that regarded money as dung.
Look, this is the real master! How detached, how out of the ordinary, those street liars are scum in front of the master! But the master doesn't value money so much, but he can't let the master suffer.
Yang Tao took out his wallet and stuffed all the cash in the bag to Qi Yan, "Master, please don't dislike it, just accept it all."
Qi Yan took two out of the stack of money and put them back into Yang Tao's hands: "You still have some use for this money, take it back."
Although he didn't understand why the master returned the two money to himself, Yang Tao happily put the money back and finally got a private number from the master.
"Master, please walk slowly." Yang Tao raised his neck and watched Master leave, until he could no longer see him, and then he reluctantly retracted his gaze.
"Master, the towing company called and said that there was something wrong with the tow truck halfway through the road, and it will take another ten minutes to arrive." The driver took off the dark gloves in his hand, and his expression was a little subtle.
Anyone who witnessed his employer's son, licking his face and giving money to a street liar, would not look any better. It's just that he knows the temper of this eldest young master. He is stubborn and does not listen to people's advice. As a driver, he just needs to silently watch him throw money.
Anyway, rich and willful.
"What are you doing..." Yang Tao frowned. He took out his mobile phone and was about to make a call to have his buddy drive to pick him up when he heard a sudden thunderclap above his head. The dark clouds instantly covered the sun, and the sky suddenly darkened.
The driver and Yang Tao looked at the sky together, looking at the sky covered with dark clouds, a little silly.
Is it really going to rain
The two of them thought of the words of the fortune teller just now, and saw shock in each other's eyes.
In the end, Yang Tao struggled to find a taxi and took a taxi home. The total cost of the taxi was one hundred and eighty-two. Holding the 18 yuan that the taxi master gave him, he stood at the gate of his house looking silly.
This master is really a god, no wonder he specially reserved two hundred yuan for himself, it turns out that he needs so much!
"Son, it's raining heavily outside. What are you doing standing at the door? The current weather forecast is not accurate. It said that it was a sunny day, but it rained so much." The ticket was in a daze, and curiously walked to him and looked around, "What happened?"
"Mom," Yang Tao looked at his mother excitedly, "I have met an expert!"
"What the heck?!" Mother Yang was startled by her son's sudden excitement, and unconsciously brought out the accent of her hometown.
Then Yang Tao told his mother what happened. Mother Yang felt that although this was a bit bizarre, it was more of a coincidence. When Father Yang came back, she brought it up to her husband.
"When did the kid meet a reliable person since he was a child?" Father Yang had no hope for his son's IQ at all, so after listening to his wife's words, his attitude was somewhat disapproving, "And how old is that tall man, About twenty years old? Who are the real masters in our imperial capital who are not already in their sixties? The apprentices under their names who can be apprentices are also in their thirties or forties. A hairy boy around ten years old?"
"Besides, a real expert can be casually met on the street, what kind of expert is he?" Father Yang waved his hand, "This kind of person can be seen as a liar."
"At dinner in the evening, Taotao also told me to invite this young master to come to our house to see Feng Shui, or I'll tell him, it's fine." Yang's mother was a little hesitant, and her son rarely wanted to do something for the family. Even though the master I was looking for was unreliable, the intention was still good. Tell him directly that the master is unreliable, and the family is not going to invite him, isn't it a little bad
"No, we not only want to invite him, but also treat him politely and warmly," Father Yang snorted, "I want to make him understand what kind of liar he is inviting, so as to avoid this kind of unskilled work again. appropriate content.”
Being deceived by others, he endured it and passed. His son's behavior was basically sent to the door to be deceived by himself. It's strange that he, as an old man, can be happy in his heart.
"Eat one bite grows one's wisdom. Only when he is slapped in the face by the facts can he grow a brain." Father Yang deeply hated that he had doted on his children too much at the time, and he had developed a mindless character. Now he is a person in his twenties. Still nothing.
"Is this okay?" Mother Yang was a little reluctant to let her son be slapped in the face like this.
"Lovely mothers are defeated!"
"What are you talking about?" Mother Yang raised her brows and slapped Father Yang's arm, "Is it my job to educate the child? Now that the child has shortcomings, he pushes on me, why are you doing this? Can you?!"
Father Yang touched his aching arm, and silently shrank his head, daring not to talk nonsense any more.
When Qi Yan received Yang Tao's call, he was driving the computer to download the dungeon. Two of the team's melee attackers were idiots. The indiscriminate use of skills caused the BOSS group to explode, causing most of the team to collapse.
He couldn't help but scolded, quit the team directly, and returned to the main city with a locator, only to notice that there were two missed calls on his mobile phone. The caller was an unfamiliar number, Qi Yan glanced at it, but did not call back.
But soon the other party called again, and after Qi Yan picked it up, he realized that the other party was the young man with hairy hair that he met a few days ago.
"Okay, I will definitely come to visit then." After Qi Yan hung up the phone, he threw the phone on the sofa, "The business has been delivered to the door."
His major in college is financial management. In fact, he is not interested in this field at all. In contrast, he likes to tell people's fortunes and look at Feng Shui. Before the old man died, he made him make an oath that before he was eighteen years old, he could not show Feng Shui to others, let alone change Feng Shui.
Now that he is an adult, he has inexplicably acquired the ability to see qi with the naked eye. Fate destined him to be born with this bowl of rice.
and…
He knew that in the old man's heart, he still hoped that he could succeed in the mantle. Although he didn't understand why the old man had the skills, he stayed in a small remote county. But now, none of that matters anymore.
As the adopted son and apprentice of the old man, he would not let the old man's inheritance be cut off like this.
Walking to the photo of the old man, Qi Yan put a stick of incense on him and said with a smile: "Old man, you can stay in the sky and watch at ease."
The old man in the photo was wearing a green hat, with a thin face and a pair of gentle eyes looking at him quietly.
Qi Yan chuckled lightly, and opened the curtains that covered the window. Suddenly, the moonlight poured in, making his face crystal clear.
In the eyes of others, the scenery outside the window is a beautiful night scene, but in Qi Yan's eyes, it is a prosperous city with two colors of purple and gold.
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