The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Xiang Qiang noticed that after he had finished his self-introduction, Master Qi looked at them a little strangely, as if he was a little unfriendly.

"It's like this. Our department found that Mr. Qi, you are a master of metaphysics. After the research and discussion of the department leaders and the instructions of the superior leaders, now our department sincerely invites you to join and inject new blood into our organization," Xiang Qiang said. A document with the official seal of the department was handed over to Qi Yan, "This is the department's work regulations, please read carefully."

Qi Yan took the document, glanced over and saw all kinds of discounts, and immediately couldn't stand it anymore. The conditions are so good, it doesn't conform to the national conditions at first glance!

"Sorry, I've never heard of such a department in the country, and I don't know what a master of metaphysics is." Qi Yan stuffed the document back into the middle-aged man's hand, "If you continue to say such inexplicable things, I will call the police. gone."

Xiang Qiang didn't expect that he was rejected so thoroughly and was regarded as a liar, so he hurriedly explained: "Mr. Qi, please believe us, we are definitely not joking with you. If you don't believe it, we can help you Connect to Master Qian, he is a special consultant of our team, and enjoys the treatment at the deputy department level in the national establishment, he can testify for us."

"Master Qian?" Qi Yan looked suspiciously at the middle-aged man in front of him, "You mean Master Qian Chengru?"

The last time I showed the feng shui of the Cen family's old house, Qian Chengru was also in it.However, Qi Yan was not familiar with these famous masters, so he didn't say a few words to each other. He didn't expect that this so-called special group knew that he had acquainted with Master Qian.

"That's right, this is Master Qian," Xiang Qiang saw that Qi Yan had finally reacted, he was happy, and lowered his head to apply for a video call with Qian Chengru.

Not long after, Master Qian's voice came from the phone, "Xiao Xiang, why did you contact me at this time?"

"Master Qian, I'm sorry to interrupt your lunch break." Xiang Qiang glanced at Qi Yan, "We are at the door of Master Qi's house right now, and Master Qi seems to have misunderstood us. We had no choice but to interrupt Please don't be offended if you take your rest away."

"Oh, Master Qi." In the video, Master Qian, who was lazily lying on the big bed, immediately sat up straight, "Give Master Qi the phone, and I'll talk to him."

As soon as Xiang Qiang heard this, he hurriedly brought his mobile phone in front of Qi Yan.

Qi Yan saw that the person in the video was really Master Qian, so he took the phone and opened the door of the house to let these three people in.If these words are heard by the neighbors, maybe tomorrow the aunts downstairs will start to say that there is a young man on the 7th floor, who looks young, but squats at the door of the house every day to promote feudal superstition to others.

The people in the special team didn't put on airs just because Qi Yan was young, but they were very cautious and polite. After entering Qi Yan's house, they all politely put on their shoe covers, sat on the sofa and didn't look around. Know the rules of the warlock.

"Master Qian, long time no see." Qi Yan opened the refrigerator, took cans of drinks to the coffee table, pretended not to see the large printed pajamas on Master Qian, and motioned for the three of the special team to drink.

"Yeah, I haven't seen you for a while." Master Qian laughed, all of his fairy air was wiped out by the hot-eyed pajamas he was wearing. "The people from the special team really contacted you?"

Qi Yan looked back at the three people who were sitting on the sofa in an orderly manner, nodded and said, "Master Qian, what is going on with this special personnel task force?"

"Don't be nervous, this team is under the jurisdiction of the national security department, not a scam gang." Master Qian introduced the functions of the special personnel task force, probably to look at Feng Shui, deal with incredible incidents, and prevent foreign supernatural masters from tampering. .

After listening to what Master Qian said, Qi Yan believed that the special team was a secret department of the country that could not be shown publicly, but he still had doubts in his heart. The country is so big, what kind of talents can't be found, and a young warlock like him can also like it?

Seeing that the video call between the two masters had ended, the three members of the special team put down their drinks and looked at Qi Yan anxiously, waiting for his reply.

"Sorry, I misunderstood you just now." Qi Yan returned the phone to Xiang Qiang, Xiang Qiang took it with both hands and shook his head repeatedly: "It's okay, it's okay, most people wouldn't believe this kind of thing, we can understand it, we can understand it. "

Their overly attentive attitude made Qi Yan a little uncomfortable. He coughed dryly and said, "There are a lot of warlocks in the country. Your team doesn't necessarily want to find me, does it?"

"Master Qi, we dare not lie to you. When we first learned that you showed the feng shui of the Cen family's ancestral house, the leaders of the group began to pay attention to you," Xiang Qiang said with a wry smile. There are fewer and fewer mystic art masters, and the masters with real skills are getting older and older, and the younger generation is willing to learn mystical arts with talent is even less, and the department seems to be dying."

What he didn't say clearly is that China has many mountains and rivers, and there are more geomantic lands. Ever since China opened its doors, its economy has become more and more developed, and it has once again become a soaring dragon, foreign forces have deliberately sent warlocks to destroy Huaxia's geomantic o The fate of the Chinese people.It's okay to have these masters barely supporting them now, but when these masters have passed a hundred years, and the younger generation of warlocks don't have much real talent, what will they do at that time?

Some celestial masters who have retreated to the mountains and forests are unwilling to come out of the mountains, and those who read feng shui fortune-telling from the outside are mostly liars. There are only a handful of warlocks with integrity, good intentions and real skills.

Qi Yan never thought that there would be such an organization in the country. His ideal life should be to eat, drink and sleep freely, and to save the world through fortune telling and Feng Shui.Joining a small group so seriously is really out of line with his life setting.

"I'm sorry, I don't think I'm suitable for such a serious job," Qi Yan said euphemistically, "Our master's emphasis on doing everything according to one's heart and mind, just want to be free, like this..."

The people in the special team didn't want to give up, so they told Qi Yan a lot of preferential policies, such as that as long as you join, you can enjoy the treatment at the division level, and if you make great achievements, you will continue to be promoted.The state will not restrict their freedom too much. In case of emergency, they will also deploy local departments at all levels to support their work.

Director-level treatment is not easy for many ordinary civil servants, but in the mouth of the special team members, it seems that this is just the lowest treatment, as long as Qi Yan is willing to follow them, it will definitely be popular and spicy.

However, no matter how gaudy they talked, Qi Yan still did not agree to their invitation.

For an unfamiliar organization, it is absolutely impossible for Qi Yan to easily agree to any request from them, even though they have proved that they are not liars.

After Xiang Qiang and the others were repeatedly rejected by Qi Yan, although they were a little disappointed, they were not too disappointed, because in their opinion, it was really too much for such a master with real ability not to be tempted by their conditions, to reject them directly. Very normal thing.

Because of work reasons, the more they understand the abilities of these masters, the more they respect them, so even though Qi Yan rejected them, they still politely said goodbye to Qi Yan, and did not forget to leave the visiting gifts they bought .

The visit gifts were two fruit baskets tied with ribbons, which looked like they were produced by a fruit shop near the neighborhood.

He picked a bunch of grapes from the fruit basket, washed them, and put them in a bowl. Qi Yan lay on the sofa with the bowl in his arms, eating grapes while watching TV. When it was dinner time, he ordered a takeaway.

About half an hour later, there was a knock on his door. When he opened the door, a young man wearing a peaked cap and black-rimmed glasses stood outside the door.

"Sir, here is the meal you ordered," the young man smiled and handed the pocket, "I wish you a pleasant meal."

"Thank you." When Qi Yan took the bag, he accidentally touched the back of the young man's hand, and found that his body temperature was abnormally hot: "Are you sick?"

"It's okay, I have a little cold." The boy's skin was dark, probably because he often delivered meals to people, so he got so tanned.

"Wait a minute," Qi Yan turned around and took out an unopened bottle of drink from the refrigerator and handed it to the young man, "After delivering the meal, go see the doctor."

After the young man declined several times, he took the bottle of drink, turned around and hurried downstairs.

The young man rode a battery car out of the community, and returned to his rental room after delivering the remaining two meals.He put the half bottle of drink on the table, felt around his waist, and took out a knife.

He stared at the fruit knife that hadn't been pulled out of the scabbard, feeling a little rejoiced that he didn't make a mistake today impulsively.Turning his head to look at the half bottle of drink on the table, perhaps because of the customer's smile, or because of his caring words, he dismissed the idea.

The young man touched the hilt of the knife and pulled it out. As a result, only the hilt was in his hand, and the rest of the blade remained in the scabbard.

He was silent for a while, and threw the knife into the trash can. 20 yuan for three items in the store, the quality is so unreliable.

But at this moment, he was more fortunate than ever, fortunately he met a gentle customer, fortunately he reined in the precipice, otherwise what was waiting for him now was a stainless steel one-piece double-ring bracelet.

It only takes one small step, and he is about to embark on the wrong path, fortunately... fortunately...

After Qi Yan finished eating the rice bowl, he used his mobile phone to give the restaurant a good review, and even specially praised the professional attitude of the food delivery boy.After putting down the phone, Qi Yan threw the fast food box into the trash can, turned on the computer and started downloading the dungeon, and bragged to his friends in the game that he saved a lost boy, but unfortunately no one in the gang believed what he said.

He sighed, the world of an expert is so lonely, no one can understand.

At this moment, the phone rang, and he picked it up to see that it was Cen Bohe's call, "Baihe, it's so late, you still haven't slept?"

"I'll sleep in half an hour," Cen Bohe listened to Qi Yan's brisk tone on the phone, as if something happy had happened, "What good happened?"

As soon as he heard Cen Bohe's question, Qi Yan's desire to be ashamed finally became active, so he quit the game copy and started to show off his achievements to Cen Bohe.It's not that he doesn't want to be famous for doing good deeds, it's just that he will cause too much trouble after leaving his name, so he has to maintain a low-key, mysterious and cold attitude. Now that he finally has someone to brag about, he feels that the whole world is brighter.

Cen Bohe quietly listened to Qi Yan talking about what happened in the afternoon, and asked a question from time to time, which made Qi Yan even more excited, but when he heard that Qi Yan opened the door to get a drink for the delivery boy, he couldn't help it. Frowning, "What if he enters the house and closes the door, and attacks you with a knife?"

"Don't worry, let's not say that the knife on his body can't be pulled out at all. Even if he can pull it out, as long as he dares to do it, he will definitely kneel on the ground and call me Dad." Ask for a dead end, unless he is better than this Feng Shui master.

The moment the delivery boy took the drink, Qi Yan saw his breath and appearance change.Originally, it was the fate of being lonely at a young age, mother died early, father was unkind, ordered to be imprisoned, old with nowhere to rely on, and died of hardship, but it turned out to be a fate of suffering in the first half of life and hard work in the second half of life.

"I said a long time ago that there is no unparalleled path, one thought of heaven and one thought of hell," Qi Yan said with a sigh, "but there are too few people who grasp their fate, and too many people go astray."

"Perhaps those who can't seize the opportunity don't want to seize it at all," Cen Bohe didn't like to hear Qi Yan sigh, "Why should you feel sorry for these people."

"It's not them that I feel sorry for, but the innocent passers-by who have been hurt by them." Qi Yan turned his head and looked at the game character he manipulated, and was immediately angry. Didn't he just stay in the wild for a while, who killed him?

Opening the list of enemies, Qi Yan snorted, then lowered his head and muttered a few words.

In a corner of a certain city, a man was driving a game account to kill people in the wild. Suddenly, his stomach hurt like a knife, and he couldn't care about the characters in the game. a little bit.

But when he finally stopped having diarrhea, his game account was already lying in the underworld.

"Damn!" He had just finished cursing this sentence when his stomach hurt again, and he immediately dropped the mouse and ran to the toilet in a hurry.

This time, Qi Yan exited the game page, rolled on the bed, and said to Cen Baihe on the other end of the phone, "By the way, the blessing kit has blessings and blessings. Although the effect is not as good as the seal, it is also safe to carry on the body." The role of peace, you tell your family not to throw it away."

After a moment of eerie silence on the other end of the phone, Cen Bohe's voice came out again: "Maybe I need to ask you to draw a new one."

He didn't say the reason, but Qi Yan understood that it was because the Cen family thought that the talisman paper was useless in preventing disasters, so they threw it away, "Well, I'll draw a few more for you when I have free time."

"Yes." Cen Baihe responded with a smile, "Thank you."

"We're all friends, saying thank you will hurt feelings," Qi Yan said with a big heart, it doesn't matter, it's just a matter of convenience anyway.

After the two of them hung up the phone, Qi Yan looked at the 20-minute-long call and thought a little confused, why did Cen Bohe call him just now?

Seems like they've been gossiping?

Forget it, it's normal for friends to talk nonsense, if you contact them when you have something to do, it's not a friend, it's a superior-subordinate relationship.

Yang Tao's parents found Qi Yan's house the next day, and the couple were carrying big and small bags, only regretting that they didn't have eight hands, so they couldn't carry more bags.

The last time Qi Yan went to Yang's house to watch Feng Shui, Mother Yang happened to be away, so this time she was extra cautious. In order to meet Master Qi, she even got up early in the morning to have her hair done.

"Master Qi lives here?" Mother Yang looked at the room numbered 704, "As expected of a master, you don't have to shy away from anything."

"That's not true," Father Yang said with emotion, "If Master Qi hadn't changed our family's feng shui, our company wouldn't be so smooth, let alone he saved our child yesterday. When you meet this master, Don't treat him slowly just because he is young, Master Qi is this!" He gave a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, why do you think I'm stupid?" Mother Yang rolled her eyes at him and knocked lightly on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Father Yang bowed in high spirits and thanked him: "Master Qi, thank you for saving your life. Without you, the dog would be in danger this time."

However, the person standing at the door was not Qi Yan, but a man who looked very familiar.

Father Yang was a little embarrassed when he realized that he had identified the wrong person, but he was even more embarrassed after three seconds, because he recognized who this person was.

Cen Wuye's special assistant Liang Feng!

How many people can't hug Assistant Liang's thigh!

"Mr. Liang, hello." Father Yang adjusted the expression on his face, trying to make himself smile more naturally and warmly.

"Hello," Liang Feng looked at the husband and wife with bags all over their bodies, "Are you also here to find Master Qi?"

Father Yang felt that the word "Ye" was very subtle, nodded repeatedly and said: "Master Qi is a noble person from all over the Yang family, and I am here to thank him specially this time."

"Who's here?" Qi Yan came out from the kitchen, holding a tray with a set of tea sets in his hand.He glanced at the door, "Mr. Yang?"

"Master Qi," Master Qi was in front of him, and Father Yang didn't care about hugging Liang Feng's thigh anymore. He approached Qi Yan with a friendly face and bowed to him repeatedly, "Master Qi, your great kindness and virtue, our Yang family has worked hard for you." Unforgettable tooth!"

Qi Yan guessed that he was here for Yang Tao's affairs, so he invited the husband and wife to come in and sit down, and conveniently put the tray on the coffee table.

Liang Feng noticed that besides the teapot, there were several teacups on the tray that Master Qi put on the coffee table, exactly four.

Is this a coincidence, or was it expected?