Feng shui master is not good to be gl

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Shang Changqi quickly followed suit and easily moved the big rock as high as her thigh.

Bang - when the stone was lowered, a burst of dust was raised, which also broke the inexplicable illusion that it was a fake stone.

Qingyi looked at the stone that could just fill the circle, nodded, and let's look at other places.With that said, he lifted his feet and left the bamboo garden.

Inexplicably looking at the figures of the two, he quickly walked to the side of the stone, squatted down halfway, put his hands on both sides of the stone, took a deep breath, and then quickly exerted force.

Hmm - he blushed and tried as hard as he could to drink milk, but the stone still didn't budge.

Zhaohe Chun, who was watching the play, couldn't help laughing, Director Mo, let yourself go, let this stone go too.

No, I don't believe it.Although he was a bit of a dead house, he felt inexplicably that he was a big man, so he couldn't even be inferior to a little girl.

However, it turns out that he really can't compare.And because of the instability of the foot plate, after exerting too much force, he staggered and fell to the sandy ground.

Inexplicably, he looked at the stone in his hand, and then looked up at the stone above his head, but he didn't react.

Zhaohe Chun had already given up trying to dissuade him, and laughed out loud, after all, it is relatively rare to see such a wolf inexplicably.

Chang Qi has great strength.Qingyi didn't see the two of them coming out, and walked back again, just in time to witness the inexplicably embarrassing scene.

In order to comfort the other party's poor self-esteem, she added another sentence, most people can't compare to her, so don't be depressed.

Ha ha ha ha!

Zhaohe Chun saw Qingyi's face, although you are very weak, but for your self-esteem, I'd rather be tactful, the smile on your face is even crazier, don't be depressed hahahaha.Do you hear me, it's normal for you to be inferior to others.

Qingyi: Did she say something funny?

Inexplicably standing up on his knees, he calmly patted the sand on his body, pretending that nothing happened, looked at Qingyi, let's go to the next place.

After finishing speaking, he noticed that Qingyi was staring behind him, turned around suspiciously, and saw that there was an imprint of a butt on the sand on the ground!

Ass-shaped imprint!!!

Pfft ha ha ha ha ha - the magical voice of megahertz chūn sounded again.

Inexplicably, he quickly smoothed the sand with his feet, coughed lightly, and went to the next place.

He turned his head and looked at Zhaohe Chun, who had lost his image and was laughing, grinning grinningly, if you smile again, I will go chat with your dad, he was asking me recently if there is any suitable boy to introduce to you.

Zhaohe chun smiled, and then disappeared. What happened? Why do I have no memory? Qingyi, let's go to the next place quickly.With that said, he ran away first.

Shaking his head inexplicably, he motioned for Qing Yi to follow quickly.

A few people walked around the village, and Qingyi also found a few places with good Fengshui, but none of them were as good as the Bamboo Garden, so in the end they settled on the location of the Bamboo Garden.

As for the time, Qing Yi suggested that it should be on time at [-]:[-] noon tomorrow, but inexplicably, the lead actor hadn't arrived yet, so she had to postpone it until [-]:[-]:[-] the morning after tomorrow.

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Shang Changqi: Another day for salted fish.

Qingyi: Where do I see salty fish in Fengshui fortune-telling?!

Shang Changqi whispered: No kisses.

Qingyi: Oh.Then I'm still salted fish.

Shang Changqi: QAQ

Chapter 22

After deciding on the place and time, Qingyi and Shang Changqi strolled around the resort leisurely.

On the north side of the mountain is a small village, which is only two or 300 meters away from the resort.Being idle and bored, the few of them walked to the village again.

The village was relatively deserted. They walked all the way, but they didn't see anyone on the road, and it was unusually quiet.

Inexplicably looking at the phone, it was almost six o'clock.Looking again, there is a noodle shop not far away, so I pointed in that direction, do you want to find a place to eat? I invite you.

Qingyi got close to Shang Changqi, and when she heard a faint grunt beside her, she smiled and nodded inexplicably.

Boss? Is he there? Inexplicably, he entered the shop and yelled when he saw no one.

Eh? Someone vaguely responded, and soon there was the sound of footsteps, and the door next to it was pushed open. Sorry, I was just killing chickens.The person who came was a middle-aged man in his 40s and [-]s. He wore a white chef's hat on his head, his eyes were dim, his face was oily and wrinkled, and he was holding a big knife in his hand. Blood slid down and dripped on the ground.

Inexplicably, he took a step back subconsciously.As if realizing that this look was a bit scary, the man smiled again and wiped the blood off the knife with his apron before putting the knife behind him.

Inexplicably, I looked back at Qingyi and the others, what do you want to eat?

Qingyi looked away from the blood on the ground, moved her right hand, I'm not hungry.