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Leaving the end of the world, seeing the green mountains and green waters and the fragrance of birds and flowers again, even though this world is a bit strange, Tan Zhao feels that he has not been cheated by the system this time.

System: Be confident, remove the seemingly, thank you.

[I see, I take the whole sentence back. ]

It doesn’t snow in winter in central Sichuan, but sometimes it rains endlessly. Tan Zhao sat under the eaves with his arms dangling, watching the rain fall in rows from the tiles.

What, you ask why he has another arm hanging?This starts when he first wears it.

The original owner's name was Yu Wenshu, and he was a well-known painter. Of course, if he had only such an identity, Tan Zhao would not have passed through in the middle of the night.

Yu Wenshu, nicknamed "I Read", is also an out-and-out Feng Shui master.

System: How good do you think, both parents are dead, no house and no house, how suitable for your demands.

[Then look at his dying appeal, does it sound like a human? ]

System: How simple is this? It’s much better than the previous world, okay? You just need to find the number one beauty in the world, and get his consent to draw a picture of the number one beauty in the world, and it’s over.

[Then tell me, who is the most beautiful woman in the world? ]

System: Oh, the main song of Youxin Pavilion is based on your intention.

[The grass on the grave of someone who has seen him is three meters high, isn't it an exaggeration?I heard that he hates his looks so much, do you think he might agree? ]

System: ...Host, you have to believe how much you send, your mouth is the best in the world.

[I thank you. ]

Yu Wenshu, a feng shui master, placed an order at the famous feng shui institution Zangfenglou. He accepted an order five days ago because he had no money to buy a painting brush.

The Yu family is a family of Fengshui. In Yu Wenshu's generation, he is the only orphan. This baby is still obsessed with the beauty picture and cannot extricate himself. When he dies, he is obsessed with not completing the beauty picture. Tan Zhao also admires it.

[I think his parents chose the wrong name. ]

System: Don't be ashamed of your naming ability.

Yu Wenshu should be renamed Yu Xinda.

The rain is getting heavier, this is the branch of Zangfeng Building in Lishui City. Tan Zhao has been recuperating here since he came back from the place where evil spirits gather, and adapting to this world by the way.

"Mr. Yu, Mrs. Yu invites you to come over."

This Mrs. Yu is the person in charge of the Lishui branch. Although she calls herself a lady, she is an out-and-out man. There are rumors in the world that he has a strange fate, and this is to suppress his fate. Better to comment too much.

"This bill is indeed a mistake in the inspection of the Tibetan Fenglou. This is compensation. Please Mr. Yu to check it."

While collecting the money, Tan Zhao said, "Have you found out which wicked person did it? This good money situation is like water, and it has been forced to turn into a trap of the four evil spirits. Now that shop is in the dark. Qi, it’s no different from a black shop.”

Lady Yu choked, but didn't hide it: "Actually, all the people I sent are missing. I invite you to come here this time. In addition to compensation, I also want you to describe the situation inside carefully."

As for the pattern, Tan Zhao himself doesn’t know much about Fengshui, but the original owner’s family’s origins, he naturally knows the pattern of Fengshui very well. Tan Zhao recalled it and said: “It’s hard to say, but it shouldn’t be a technique of being tired of winning.”

Suffering is usually based on items, but that store is obviously not.

"In this case, can I ask Mr. Yu to go again?"

Tan Zhao didn't immediately deny it: "Am I alone?"

"No, Mr. Yi happens to be in Lihuo City."

Mr. Yi, Tan Zhao thought about it. This seems to be the ninth Fengshui master in Zangfenglou: "Yes, but I want double the commission."

Mrs. Yu thought about it and said, "Deal."

When Mr. Yi appeared, the winter rain had stopped, and there was still some water on the road, but the small vendors on the street had already come out with their carts, the sky was clear, and it was very lively even in winter.

System: So you prefer ancient times?

[No, I'm a pure hedonist, so don't ask me for scripts like the end of the world in the future. ]

System: Hedonism is bad, be careful of capsizing in the gutter.

[Shut your crow's mouth. ]

Mr. Yi is a very individual person. He wears a Zhong Kui mask, but his figure is very thin. He is dressed in black. He goes out in the middle of the night to scare children.

Speaking of which, in the profession of Fengshui masters, generally speaking, there will be no situation where two Fengshui masters look at the same thing, but there are exceptions to everything. For example, this small money bureau directly dispatched Mr. Yi. Tan Zhao felt that he The toll fee may be even less.

Lost lost.

This Mr. Yi is obviously a man who doesn't talk too much. From Zangfeng Tower to the accident site, Tan Zhao only heard two words from the other party, and he cherishes words like gold.

"That's it."

In fact, the location of this store is very remote, and the shopkeeper found someone to set up a money bureau, hoping to use Feng Shui to drive performance, but obviously, not only failed, but also wiped out the entire store.

This world is really supernatural, Fengshui, evil spirits are all on the table, Jianghu Xuanmen has a mature solution organization, ordinary people only need to go to a special place to spend money to place an order, and the problem can be solved.

Of course, this business is a mixed bag, and there are all kinds of people. The "black shop" in front of us is a living example.

The entrances and courtyards that were not small were all covered up by evil spirits, and the signboards were all covered up. It was still daytime, but when he came here at night, he almost suspected that he went directly to the underworld to report.

I don't know if it was his illusion, Tan Zhao felt that Mr. Yi seemed to be shaking slightly, what was he planning to do?

"There is still an hour and a half before the sun goes down, Mr. Yi, you..."

Before Tan Zhao could finish speaking, he walked forward quickly and pushed the door open, which was a snap.He thought about it, and after all he got double salary, he also walked in.

As soon as the assistant entered, Tan Zhao felt an evil spirit coming towards him. When he stepped back, a cold dagger came from behind him. Poor Tan hurt his hand, so he was in a hurry to hide.

"Who!"

Tan Zhao grabbed at the void, and felt the soft texture of the fabric. When he exerted force on his hand, it turned out that the one holding the dagger was Mr. Yi.

"..." He suddenly had a very ominous premonition.

And this premonition also became a reality in the next half a minute. What a loss, what a loss!Double commission is not enough, at least ten times!

Tan Zhao looked at Mr. Yi who was hiding behind him and was pulling the corner of his clothes. He was so tired that he even wanted to have a pot of crystal core wine: "Aren't you the ninth-ranked feng shui master?"

Mr. Yi finally made a terrified voice: "That's my father, my father passed away some time ago! He insists on me taking over from him, and I don't want to either!"

"..." pit, too pit.