Interstellar Feng Shui Master

Qiu Yanping: There are too many things that should not exist on this planet meow

Huang Qice and Huang Yutian arrived at Qiu Yanping's apartment under the protection of the guards. They rang the doorbell for a long time and no one answered, so two rows of people surrounded Huang Qice and Huang Yutian blocked the door of Qiu Yanping's apartment like this. Fortunately, Qiu Yanping's single apartment There is one household per floor, otherwise the situation would be embarrassing.

Qiu Yanping took the direct elevator and went upstairs. As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw a group of people gathered around the elevator shaft. He curled the corners of his lips, made a playful smile, and teased, "Ah, so many People are waiting for me all the way, this ostentation is a bit too big."

Huang Yutian was about to jump up when Qiu Yanping provoked him, and was dragged aside by his father. Huang Qice had a kind smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be capable of murdering corpses at all. He looked at it with a smile Qiu Yanping said, "What is this ostentation to Mr. Qiu? According to Mr. Qiu's ability, Mr. Qiu can afford it."

Qiu Yanping grinned at him and smiled carelessly, "That's true."

Huang Yutian let out a snort from his nose, and Huang Qice was stunned. It was his first time dealing with Qiu Yanping, but he didn't expect Qiu Yanping to be like this... not at all humble (shameless).

"Come on, everyone, please come in." Qiu Yanping unlocked the door of the apartment and issued an invitation. He glanced at the two rows of dark bodyguards and asked, "Are these people coming in too?"

"No need, you just stay outside the door." Huang Qice glanced at his bodyguard and said, "Mr. Qiu's apartment may be the safest place." He smiled meaningfully.

Qiu Yanping chuckled and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Huang Yutian was slightly dissatisfied, wouldn't this person express it?It is a great honor to have such trust from the Prince!

Huang Qice was still smiling. He walked into Qiu Yanping's apartment and glanced slightly. There were soaked cups in the kitchen sink that hadn't been washed, and the cushions on the sofa were also arranged irregularly and randomly, with some wrinkles. It looks like it is often used.

Huang Qice's suspicion was dispelled a little, and the smile on his face became more obvious. He sat on the sofa, looked at Qiu Yanping who had no intention of pouring some tea to welcome the guests, and said, "This time we came to visit Mr. Qiu for the purpose of I think Mr. Qiu should be very clear. I wonder if Mr. Qiu can find out the reason why I have always felt sleepy, weak, chills and occasionally tingling in recent years?"

"The prince thinks highly of me so much that he has come here in person, so I must agree." Qiu Yanping said with a smile and a slap in the face, without giving people the slightest sense of reliability, as if he had been given a bad check.

After hearing this, Huang Yutian asked, "Then what if you can't find the reason?"

"Then don't come to me." Qiu Yanping never concealed his dislike for Huang Yutian, when he heard Huang Yutian's question, he immediately sneered and said.

Huang Qice glared at Huang Yutian, Huang Yutian had nothing to say, and stayed quietly aside with pursed lips.

"Mr. Qiu is so confident, so I feel relieved." Huang Qice said.

Qiu Yanping looked at Huang Qice, and nodded with satisfaction, "That's good, let's talk about the remuneration now. For the sake of the prince being a regular customer, I'll give you a [-]% discount..."

"..."

Probably due to the noble status of the prince, Huang Qice didn't make any counter-offer to Qiu Yanping's lion, and directly accepted it. This time Qiu Yanping didn't ask for any rare materials, but directly asked for real gold and silver. For Huang Qice, it is more "favorable".

"Does Mr. Qiu want me to do something?" Huang Qice asked impatiently, "Can I start now?"

"No, no." Qiu Yanping waved his hand and said, "Prince, the disease is divided into external and internal causes. As for me, the first thing I want to look for is the external cause. How about this, why don't we go back to the Prince's Mansion first, where the Prince is familiar You are a little more comfortable."

Huang Qice was flattered by Qiu Yanping's sudden gentleness, he nodded and said, "Well, Mr. Qiu will go with us?"

"it is good."

As soon as he said go, Qiu Yanping smiled flatly, followed Huang Qice and Huang Yutian out the door, and got into the special car of the prince.

When we arrived at the Prince's Mansion, it was almost sunset, and the drowsy sun made the sky red and red.

Qiu Yanping suddenly raised his finger to the west where the sun was setting, and said, "Look, doesn't the sky over there look red like it's soaked in blood?"

Huang Qice and Huang Yutian looked at the direction Qiu Yanping was pointing at, and their expressions changed at the same time. That was the direction where the corpse was hidden in Houshiyuan. Huang Qice reluctantly pulled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Mr. The imagination is really rich, but this analogy is a bit intrusive."

"That's right." Qiu Yanping nodded in a serious manner, "How many people's blood would it take to become so red, don't you think?"

The stiff smile on Huang Qice's face was almost unbearable, he chuckled dryly twice, and didn't speak any more.

Looking at his son again in a blink of an eye, the useless guy's face was already pale, as if he was frightened.

Huang Qice cursed inwardly as a useless piece of trash, but was scared out of his wits just by being teased with such a small metaphor, and took his seat. Isn't this just not calling yourself?Huang Qice secretly twisted the flesh on the back of Huang Yutian's hand violently, Huang Yutian's face was deformed from the pain, and only then did he regain his composure.

He adjusted his expression, and did not show any suspicious expressions.

Qiu Yanping didn't care about the small private actions of the Huang family father and son, he said softly, "It seems to be here."

Huang Qice took a look and said, "It's here, where is Mr. Qiu going first?"

"Where does the prince usually rest?" Qiu Yanping asked casually.

"Well, it's still the bedroom."

"Then go to the bedroom." Qiu Yanping said.

In fact, it doesn't matter where you go, Qiu Yanping is just looking for an excuse. If Huang Qice said it was a study room, Qiu Yanping would persuade him to go to the bedroom in the end, because the bedroom is the closest house to the back garden, and the bedroom is further behind. It is a long path leading directly to the back stone garden.

Huang Qice entered the bedroom, the feeling of powerlessness and exhaustion on his body suddenly intensified, he rubbed his temples, and said to Qiu Yanping, "Mr. I feel a little cold, I don't know what's going on."

"Before I came here, I felt that the prince's bedroom was a bit cold." Qiu Yanping looked around and said, "Maybe it's because the prince's bedroom can't see the sun, and the light is blocked by the big eucalyptus outside. "

"Then I'll call someone to cut down the tree." Huang Qice said immediately.

Qiu Yanping nodded, "Yes."

He continued to pretend to look around, and suddenly his eyes stopped on a small object. He picked up a lamp in the shape of an ingot, with an old candle burning inside, and asked, "The prince bought this thing? "

Candles are not unfamiliar to Qiu Yanping, but they are too old for people of this era. It is not normal to see such an ingot lamp in the prince's bedroom.

Huang Qice raised his head when he heard the words, said "Oh", and said, "I... bought this for my godson, and I just put it outside because it looks cute and interesting."

Qiu Yanping raised his eyebrows with great interest, "Godson? Zhu Wenmin?"

"...how did Mr. Qiu know?"

"Hehe." Qiu Yanping put down the ingot lamp, "Does the prince know what this little thing is used for?"

Huang Qice's expression changed slightly, and he could hear what Qiu Yanping meant, "Mr. Qiu, what you mean is that this little thing has an unusual use?" He had already begun to guess in his mind whether there was any nerve effect placed in this ingot lamp. type of poisonous gas.

His face became extremely ugly, because Zhu Wenmin gave it to him. Does it mean that his son intends to murder him?

"I knew Zhu Wenmin had no good intentions!" Huang Yutian slapped the table.

Huang Qice looked at Qiu Yanping and asked, "Mr. Qiu, can you explain the purpose of this ingot lamp?"

"In ancient times, the ancients folded tin foil into the shape of ingots, burned them and sent them to their dead relatives as underground money." Qiu Yanping said, picking up the ingot lamp and pointing to the burning candle inside , Said, "Later, it was rumored that putting candles in ingots could gather the souls of dead relatives and bring them back after a long time."

Huang Qice's face turned pale when he heard these things, he had never heard of these things, but he had a ghost in his heart, coupled with Qiu Yanping's serious appearance, he had to believe it, but he still struggled to ask Said, "Mr. Qiu, is it possible that you believe these nonsense?"

"Nonsense? That's not necessarily true." Qiu Yanping said, he took out a Five Emperors coin, and pointed the coin hole at the flame of a candle. He smiled at Huang Qice and said, "Do you dare to go through the coin hole?" Look at the flames?"

Huang Qice pulled his face with a dry smile, and said, "Mr. Qiu..." How could he dare! ?

Qiu Yanping pursed his lips and closed his hands boredly, Huang Qice was relieved when he saw this, Qiu Yanping put the ingot lamp back on the table, and said, "Since this ingot lamp was given to you by your godson, why don't you give it to him?" Call me too? May I ask what is the origin of this ingot lamp?"

A stern look flashed in Huang Qice's eyes, and he said, "Okay. It's what Mr. Yiqiu said. Someone, call Zhu Wenmin."

Qiu Yanping lowered his eyes, whether Zhu Wenmin came or not was actually useless to what he was going to do, but he wanted to use Huang Qice's hand to call people here because of his selfish motives.

On this planet, the five-element feng shui technique is not prevalent, but what happened one after another frequently made him see traces of feng shui.

First, there was the Sangong Lihuo Formation set up by the female ghost who committed suicide. At the beginning, he thought it was a female ghost who entered the underworld. After learning about these things, he didn't take it to heart. After all, Fengshui has many ghosts involved;

But later, Fu Yangsheng tied his soulful seven-colored exquisite rope around his neck, the little ghost raised by Fu Yibo, the dragon lying in the yin and yang array in the Interstellar Fighting Academy, and the evil thoughts that caused Gu Wenye's leg disease to be delayed and unable to fully recover...

Many things that should not have appeared on this planet happened one after another around him. No matter how big-hearted Qiu Yanping was, he couldn't pretend he couldn't see it anymore, but he couldn't start investigating before. Those people were either dead or It's not suitable to ask directly. Now that Zhu Wenmin has finally been caught, Qiu Yanping plans to question him thoroughly.