rich and powerful son-in-law

A new store opened on Liuli Street without notice.

There were no firecrackers, no flower baskets, or even a plaque, just a sign at the door with a few lines written on it.

"There is a feng shui practice in Xiange, where feng shui can be used to save disasters and solve disasters. Only three people can be accepted every day. In addition, they charge high prices for thousand-year-old ginseng, rootless water, century-old sealwort, seven-leaf hyacinth..."

The shopkeepers next to him saw it and pointed at each other.

"Tsk tsk, who is taking advantage of this unlucky shop?"

"See if he can last for two months this time."

"Fengshui? Hahaha, didn't this Fengshui gentleman check Fengshui before renting the shop?"

Just as they were making bets and predicting how long it would take for the new store to close down, a car stopped in front of the new store.

When the people in the car got off, everyone became excited.

"Old Cheng!"

"Yo, why is Mr. Cheng here?"

Before everyone gathered around to salute and say hello, Cheng Lao's granddaughter Cheng Xiaoxiao got out of the car holding a big flower basket and walked into the new store together.

"Huh? Mr. Cheng went to congratulate you?"

"Who opened this store? It's a big face. Mr. Cheng went to congratulate him!"

"I take back what I said before, and I can let Mr. Cheng come to congratulate him in person. I'm afraid the owner of this store is not an ordinary person!"

Li Yan was also a little surprised by Mr. Cheng's visit.

"Mr. Cheng, how do you know that I have opened a shop." Li Yan took the flower basket, "You still have to spend so much money."

Cheng Lao laughed and said, "Nothing on this street can be hidden from me. But you, you didn't inform me about such a big matter as opening a store, aren't you afraid that my brother will pick me up?"

Li Yan pointed to the inside of the shop and said, "It's such a small shop, what a big deal."

"It doesn't matter how big or small the shop is, it depends on whether there are capable people... But I'm quite surprised, with your ability, brother, you don't open an antique shop, but a Fengshui practice. Could it be that you also have a deep knowledge in Fengshui?"

"I can't talk about attainments, I just know a little bit." Li Yan said modestly.

Cheng Lao and Cheng Xiaoxiao immediately looked at each other. They still remembered that Li Yan also said "know a little bit" when appraising antiques, and the result was a blockbuster.

If Li Yan has the same "slight understanding" of Feng Shui as in antique appraisal, then it is really worth looking forward to.

Cheng Lao said with a smile: "My brother's new store is open, just let me be the first customer."

Li Yan smiled and said, "Okay, Mr. Cheng, do you want to look at Fengshui or fortune-telling?"

"You still know fortune-telling? All right, then count one for me!" Cheng Lao said with a smile, "How much is your fortune-telling here?"

"Sincerely 1 yuan." Li Yan smiled.

Cheng Lao was stunned: "How much?"

Cheng Xiaoxiao also opened her mouth wide.

Of course the Cheng family is not short of money, let alone [-], [-] is not a big deal to the Cheng family.

But Li Yan's life cost 1 yuan, isn't that too exaggerated?
Of course they didn't know that since Li Yan decided to earn 1000 million a year, he had to ensure that 3 yuan was credited to his account every day.

Receive three guests every day, earn [-] from each person, exactly [-].

"Ten thousand...not expensive." Mr. Cheng felt that the price was a bit high, so he could only bite the bullet and say that he only thought the money was for Li Yan's opening ceremony.

Cheng Xiaoxiao simply rolled her eyes, and decided that Li Yan opened his mouth like a lion, and was even suspected of killing him.

Cheng Lao insisted on cheering, but Cheng Xiaoxiao could only take out his mobile phone and scan 1 yuan.

Li Yan asked Mr. Cheng to sit in front of him and carefully studied his face.

After a while, Cheng Lao noticed that Li Yan's complexion had darkened.

"Brother, what did you see?" Cheng Lao asked a little nervously.

Li Yan frowned and said, "Your health, fortune, rise and fall, and punishment are fine for the time being... Only your children have been a bit unfavorable recently."

"What do you mean?" Old Cheng was startled.

"To put it plainly, you ordered your descendants to commit crimes!" Li Yan said.

Cheng Lao's face turned pale: "What do you mean?"

Li Yan pondered: "Last time I gave Ziqian a piece of advice. He probably didn't listen to me and still wore that bracelet. Counting the days, the evil spirit accumulated on the bracelet is getting heavier and heavier, and it may threaten you at any time." His life. In my opinion, Mr. Cheng, your descendant Sha, should be on Ziqian!"

Mr. Cheng also half believed Li Yan's words. If he didn't believe Li Yan, Li Yan was indeed amazing in appraising antiques before, but if he said he believed Li Yan, the so-called evil spirit was a bit sensational.

After thinking about it, Cheng Lao asked, "Li Yan, since you said that, is there any way to solve it?"

Li Yan said: "Of course the best way is to take off the bracelet and do something to dispel the evil spirit on it, then everything will be fine. If I am really unwilling to believe it, I have another way."

"Please tell me, brother."

"I will make a safety talisman, and you will give it to Ziqian, and let him carry it with him. In case of danger, this talisman can temporarily save his life, but if you really want to dispel the evil spirit, you must follow the method I said before Do it!" As Li Yan said, he opened the drawer and took out the talisman paper, cinnabar, ink and brush.

These things are all purchased by Li Yan from a nearby shop, and they are very ordinary.

But when Li Yan polished the ink and cinnabar and put the pen on the talisman paper, both Cheng Lao and Cheng Xiaoxiao felt a little different.

They have seen all kinds of talismans before, some are the works of so-called masters, and some are simply smeared by charlatans. No matter who draws the talismans, they look like ordinary pieces of paper.

At this moment, Li Yan's brush strokes across the talisman paper made a slight sound, falling into his ears as if someone was reciting.

And when the ink mixed with cinnabar left scarlet marks on the talisman paper, the eyes of the two froze.

"This is……"

Although those are just some seemingly meaningless, crooked, twisted, and ghost-drawing lines, but for some reason, when the grandparents of the Cheng family saw these lines, they felt a sense of warmth and security in their hearts. .

Li Yan was concentrating on the talisman paper as he swiped the brush freely across the talisman paper, and a trace of spiritual energy was integrated into the talisman paper through the ink on the tip of the pen, endowing this ordinary talisman paper with mysterious power.

In just a few minutes, Li Yan stopped writing and looked at it with satisfaction.

This is the first time since Li Yan was reborn as the ninth generation to return to his old art of painting talismans. Although he is not as proficient as in previous lives, the quality of the completion is quite good.

The grandparents and grandchildren of the Cheng family were all stunned.

This peace talisman that seemed to exude some kind of power made them faintly feel that it did have some kind of reassuring effect.

Originally, Mr. Cheng was dubious about Li Yan's words, but he didn't realize until he saw the safety talisman that even if Cheng Ziqian didn't have any disasters, it would be a good thing to have such a safety talisman with him.

At least, I can ask for psychological comfort.

Even Cheng Xiaoxiao felt that Li Yan had something, and the 1 yuan just now was really not for nothing.