Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

Sun Wenxi suffocated, then laughed and said, "I'm afraid you're sick and can't help."

Xia Jingsheng smiled and rested calmly.

Going outside, Sun Wenxi ordered his subordinates to guard the door and not to be disturbed.

Xia Jingsheng slept extremely comfortably this time, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already evening.He turned over and sat up, and saw that Sun Wenxi's coat had been put on his body at some point, and the tip of his nose smelled the familiar woody aroma, which was refreshing and comfortable.

Xia Jingsheng was stunned for a moment, then moved his nose a few times before he folded his coat and put it on the sofa.

The subordinate led Xia Jingsheng to the general manager's office. This was the first time he saw Sun Wenxi at work.

Sun Wenxi added a gray vest over the shirt, with the cuffs rolled up to the forearm, exuding a refreshing and capable temperament.

He writes calmly, sometimes stops to think for a while, and is completely immersed in the working state.

It wasn't until Xia Jingsheng knocked on the door that he raised his head, with a smile on his lips: "Did you sleep well?"

Xia Jingsheng's eyes were dazzled by that smile, his heart skipped a beat, and he answered after a while, "En."

"It seems that I haven't woken up yet." Sun Wenxi closed his pen cap, "Would you like to have dinner with me?"

Xia Jingsheng was dragged to the restaurant by Sun Wenxi in a daze. This is a famous southern restaurant in Jiangcheng, and it is hard to find one on weekdays.

Sun Wenxi had already reserved an elegant seat, and the two of them had just taken their seats when they heard a burst of applause.

Xia Jingsheng turned his head and saw that it was the storyteller in the restaurant who was speaking.

The storyteller wearing a long gown waved his folding fan and said in a loud voice: "Last time, I said that Xia Jingsheng, the young master of the Xia family, fell in love with Boss Lan of the auspicious troupe—"

When Sun Wenxi heard this, he looked at Xia Jingsheng with a half-smile.

The storyteller didn't know that the owner was in the restaurant at all, and he still spit and said: "As long as there is a play by Boss Lan, Young Master Xia will definitely be there. As the saying goes, it is Chengyun's stunning beauty that fascinates the man of Xia's family." ..."

At this time, there was a disdainful snort from the next table: "I went to the Jixiang Theater the day before yesterday. I originally wanted to see Lan Chengyun, but the boss Lan said that he is not in good health, so it is inconvenient to see guests."

The other person said with a smile: "Isn't he just an actor, why are you angry with him, just wait and see, he is just now in glory, and the hard days are yet to come."

---"How to say?"

---"Think about it, no matter how much Xia Jingsheng dotes on him, he must marry a wife and have children. When the wife of the main house enters the door, Lan Chengyun must be the first one to suffer."

Sun Wenxi listened to the conversation next to him verbatim, and he took a sip of tea: "Young Master Xia is indeed a famous person in Jiangcheng, I never thought that I could hear about the affair here."

Xia Jingsheng took a sip of Longjing, said with a slight smile, "How can it compare to Young Master Sun's reputation in the north, this habit of loving relatives when drunk, can be regarded as a well-known street knowledge."

Sun Wenxi choked on the tea and coughed loudly.

The last time at He's house, Sun Wenxi was drunk, God knows when he saw Xia Jingsheng sleeping next to him early in the morning, his heart almost jumped out.

After being drunk that time, did they kiss or did they not kiss?

If it was about kissing, Xia Jingsheng acted as if nothing happened, but if it was about not kissing, then how did Xia Jingsheng know that he is drunk and loves to catch kisses?

Sun Wenxi carefully looked at Xia Jingsheng's expression, trying to get some clues from it...

Just thinking about it, Xia Jingsheng suddenly said, "Qing..."

"Kiss?!" Sun Wenxi was startled.

"What kiss?" Xia Jingsheng looked at the green bamboo shoots in front of him in confusion, "This green bamboo shoots are not bad."

Sun Wenxi supported his forehead.

With things in mind, and not used to the sweetness of southern dishes, Sun Wenxi stopped after eating two chopsticks.Although Xia Jingsheng ate slowly, the dishes were very suitable for his taste, and he unconsciously ate more than usual.

After eating, the two drove back to Baohui again.

The Dharma altar that Xia Jingsheng wanted had been set up, and before entering the samadhi, Sun Wenxi asked, "How sure are you this time?"

Xia Jingsheng glanced at him, and said, "Don't worry."

Calling the soul again, Li Qiulan no longer had the gentleness she had when they first met, and she was a little hysterical at this moment.

"Why, just a little bit, I've been looking for a substitute for so long, and I've made so many preparations, but I still haven't succeeded." Li Qiulan looked at Xia Jingsheng resentfully, "It's all you, if you didn't come to disrupt the situation, I'd never Don't miss an opportunity."

Xia Jingsheng: "The person you almost killed today was an orphan. He was renamed Fang Jianian after he was adopted, and his original name...was Li Kaiping."

Li Qiulan was furious: "What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Xia Jingsheng: "Li Kaiping, from Jiangcheng, was born in..."

Xia Jingsheng told Li Qiulan exactly what he saw in the book of life and death.

After learning the truth, Li Qiulan let out a heart-piercing cry.

It turned out that her child had always been by her side.

Xia Jingsheng shouted: "If you hadn't insisted on finding a substitute, you wouldn't have nearly killed him. Li Qiulan, are you still obsessed with it?"

Li Qiulan shook her head and said: "It was my fault, people and ghosts have different paths, it was my fault, I will kill him..."

She woke up suddenly, and looked at Xia Jingsheng sadly: "It was my fault, I am willing to accept forgiveness."

Therefore, Xia Jingsheng recited the scriptures, and the dead souls who committed suicide or died violently had serious sins. They had to recite the scriptures seven to seven times 49 times before they could be sent to the path of reincarnation.

This time, Bound Spirit's transcendence went smoothly.

Afterwards, the family members of the two Baohui employees received dreams from relatives, telling them that their relatives' souls had entered reincarnation.

The family members came to express their thanks, and the media's coverage of the incident was exaggerated. While Baohui's reputation was restored, Xia Jingsheng became a half-immortal, securing the top spot in the storyteller's material library.

For a while, some people from all walks of life wanted to ask him for Feng Shui.

On this day, Xia Jingsheng received a call from Sun's family. Sun Qiman personally called to invite Xia Jingsheng to Yipinju for dinner.

Seeing Xia Jingsheng, Sun Qiman held his hand enthusiastically: "Jingsheng, thanks to you this time, Baohui can get rid of its stigma."

Xia Jingsheng said modestly: "You are too serious, this is my responsibility."

Sun Qiman looked at Xia Jingsheng and saw that he was a man of talent, elegant in conversation and neither humble nor overbearing in his dealings, he couldn't help being very happy.

The two chatted for a while, and suddenly heard a sentence: "I'm late."

Xia Jingsheng turned his head and saw Sun Wenxi walking quickly in a well-tailored suit.

After being seated, Sun Wenxi glanced at the menu and ordered, "Add sweet and sour pork and Yipin tofu."

As he spoke, he turned to Xia Jingsheng: "Is your body feeling better?"

"It's much better." Xia Jingsheng took a sip of his tea and looked up to see Sun Qiman looking at him with a smile on his face, he couldn't help being surprised.

Sun Wenxi refilled Xia Jingsheng's tea: "Last time, you said that there is a problem with Baohui's internal feng shui. Is there a way to solve it?"

When it came to serious matters, Sun Qiman's expression also became serious: "I have traveled all over the years, and I have heard a little about Fengshui Kanyu, but I didn't expect to be able to get it this time."

"Baohui's feng shui is indeed a big defeat, but it is not without a solution. The first one is..."

Xia Jingsheng explained the methods of transformation one by one, the more Sun Qiman listened, the more ugly his face became.

"It's unreasonable, how does Xue Cheng handle things!" He slapped the table angrily, "How can I trust him with confidence!"

Xia Jingsheng's face remained unchanged, and he seemed to be casual: "I heard that Manager Xue is in charge of Baohui's internal layout and external layout. I have never seen a layout that is full of defeats."

In a word, Sun Qiman's expression changed immediately.

If there are only one or two mistakes in Baohui's feng shui, it can be said to be a coincidence, but there are failures everywhere. Not a coincidence, but intentional.

After the meal, Sun Qiman remained silent for a long time in his seat, and ordered his subordinates: "Keep an eye on Xue Cheng, and report to me at any time if there is any change in him."

Sun Wenxi drove Xia Jingsheng home. Holding the steering wheel, he couldn't help laughing when he remembered what he said to passers-by when he passed by "flowers with cow dung".At that time he described Xia Jingsheng as a lump of cow dung, but now he admires the person in front of him even more.

"Thank you." Sun Wenxi's attitude was very sincere, "I didn't believe in these strange and chaotic things before, but now I know it's true. I'm narrow-minded."

Xia Jingsheng's heart fluttered and he looked out the window. Most of the shops had closed down, and only a few signboards were still lit.

"I don't blame you. If it were me, if I had never seen these things, I wouldn't believe them."

Sun Wenxi hesitated again and again, and asked, "Your eyes...can you see things that ordinary people can't see?"

"I was born with yin and yang eyes, so it can be said that God rewarded me with food." Xia Jingsheng didn't shy away from it.

Xia Jingsheng knew from an early age that he was different from other children, and the world he saw was also different from others.

He can see the underworld, talk to the dead, and listen to their voices.Sometimes when I wake up, I even see something lying on the ceiling, sticking its tongue out at me.

Because of these eyes, Xia Jingsheng has been indifferent and calm since he was a child. People have curiosity, ghosts also have them, people can play tricks, and ghosts can too. Xia Jingsheng often watches the ghosts play tricks on passers-by with cold eyes.

Until the year when Xia's mother passed away when he was six years old, the young Xia Jingsheng saw so many undead for the first time in the hospital, including his mother, smiling gently at him all the time.

Soon after, he was sent to another village to be raised by a Taoist priest.

Sun Wenxi became interested: "What does the world look like in your eyes?"

Xia Jingsheng asked back, "Didn't you read it?"

Sun Wenxi thought of the black air he saw outside the adobe wall, and said with a smile, "So you opened my yin and yang eyes for me."

"It's just a small spell, and it will expire soon." Xia Jingsheng wasn't interested. "The yin and yang eyes are not good. They can see through everything, so there is no suspense."

Sun Wenxi parked the car in front of Xia Zhai, took out a paper envelope from his arms, and said with a smile: "So, you must know what's inside the envelope."

Xia Jingsheng: "What is it?"

"Next week is Maggie's birthday, and the little girl invited you to visit her home. She told me to bring her elder brother home."