The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Li Fu flattered Qi Yan all the way, even though Qi Yan's attitude towards him seemed a little cold, it couldn't dampen his enthusiasm.

After sending Qi Yan home, if it wasn't too late and he was worried about his family members who were still in the hospital, maybe Li Fu would have the cheek to stay and make friends with Qi Yan.Yang Gang, who was traveling with him, was not much better, but he had dealt with Master Qi several times, and knew that this master was indifferent and didn't like to talk too much nonsense with others, so he could only leave with Li Fu in the end. .

After the two said goodbye to Master Qi respectfully, they walked out of the community and found that their whole body was tense, and they had hardly recovered from the nervousness just now.

"Old Yang, you said that this Master Qi is capable, and that is really a modest statement." Li Fu looked at Yang Gang who was beside him with a serious expression, "This is not capable, it is simply against the sky."

"I'm still confused about this." After experiencing today's incident, Li Fu knew that he had underestimated Master Qi's ability, "Master Qi is so young, so he has such abilities. Before he became famous, we Seize the opportunity to hold the thigh, after a while, even if we want to hug the thigh, it will not be our turn to queue."

Their businessmen, even if they don't believe in gods, will still be in awe. It's better to be in awe than to offend.It's not bad like them, how many rich people spend countless money in order to grab the first stick of incense in the new year, and how many rich people spend a lot of money in temples or Taoist temples in order to build a good relationship with famous masters ?

Master Qi, who works alone, does not have a studio, and has no fellow disciples, is really rare in the world of Fengshui masters in the imperial capital.

This time, Qi Yan sent Li Fu and Yang Gang away, and lay down lazily on the bed. It had been a long time since he had spent so much spiritual power, and he needed a good night's sleep to make up for it.

He thought that he was tired and would sleep till dawn, but in the middle of the night, he dreamed of the old man.

The old man knocked him on the head with an old feather duster, and cursed: "Sleep sleep, sleep sleep, you will know sleep, money dropped from the sky, you still don't pick it up."

"Snapped!"

Qi Yan fell off the bed, and he touched the head of the bed. The time was 58:[-] in the morning. He turned his head and looked out the window. The moonlight outside was unbelievably bright. on the balcony.

Looking up at the sky, the beautiful moon hangs in the sky, and the soft moonlight shines all over the earth, which is very cool and soft.

A gust of wind blew past, the clouds in the sky dispersed, and the moon was in full bloom. The moon was as beautiful as the post-PS scene in a fantasy movie, with countless golden lights blooming.

These strands of golden light, like the most beautiful golden thread in the world, fell on the ground, some were absorbed by the vegetation, some disappeared without a trace, and some disappeared before falling to the ground.

Qi Yan stared blankly at this grand scene, before he had time to react, the golden threads flying all around frantically rushed towards him, as if there was something special about him that attracted them.

As countless gold threads poured into his body, Qi Yan felt inexplicably refreshed all over his body, dizzy and light, as if he was about to go to heaven.

But this feeling was only for a moment, and he quickly realized that he sat down on the ground, no matter how cold the ground was, and immediately began to mobilize the spiritual power in his body, and borrowed these golden threads to practice the master's technique.

If he didn't guess wrong, these golden threads are the rumored Emperor Liuzhi, the spirit of moonlight, which can bring energy to vegetation and creatures.

He has never heard that this kind of thing has an effect on humans, why are these gold threads rushing towards him?

But no matter what the reason was, it would only be good for him and not bad. How could Qi Yan let go of such a good opportunity.

The golden threads formed by the essence of the moonlight were still rushing toward Qi Yan, Qi Yan was wrapped in a golden light, and he was truly loved by God.

When Qi Yan finished his practice, it was already after five or six o'clock in the morning, the moon in the sky had already disappeared, and the morning light appeared faintly in the east of the sky.

He stood up from the ground, shook his arms and legs, and sat outside all night. He didn't feel sore or tired. Instead, he felt refreshed all over his body, as if he had a massage.

In fact, this is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that he noticed that the aura in his body was soaring, as if he had practiced for more than ten or twenty years overnight.

No wonder the old man wanted to wake him up in the dream. It turned out that money really dropped from the sky, and this money was more precious than gold ingots.

He had forgotten that today is the fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar, the Hungry Ghost Festival.

The fifteenth day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar is a day for the Chinese people to worship their ancestors.Of course, there is another way of saying this day. This is the only day when the gate of hell is open and all ghosts can wander in the world.

Therefore, on this day, many people will come to sparsely populated places to burn paper money for their deceased ancestors, lest they do not have enough money and be bullied by other ghosts.

The beliefs of Chinese people are very vague. Many people worship Buddha and immortals when they meet them. They never care whether these immortals belong to a sect system. I didn't think too much about it.

But many Chinese people also have a characteristic. Deep in their hearts, they maintain awe and admiration for their ancestors. Therefore, whether it is Qingming Festival, Zhongyuan Festival, or other important festivals, many people will not forget to pay homage to their ancestors. On their death day or birthday, they will also go to offer incense sticks and send a bouquet of flowers.

In Qi Yan's view, this is also the loveliness of Chinese people, because they cherish the present, but also appreciate the affection given to them by their elders.Perhaps it is precisely because of the feelings and persistence in the heart that the 5000-year-old excellent culture of this nation has not been cut off, and it will even continue to be passed on.

Qi Yan went out and bought a few of the old man's favorite foods during his lifetime, and placed them in front of the master's spiritual tablet. After three solemn prostrations and nine prostrations, he picked the biggest and reddest apple from the tribute plate, wiped it, and sat down on it. Eat on the futon.

"Old man, the fruit I bought for you today is the best and most expensive. I'm filial enough, my apprentice." Qi Yan looked up at the cold spiritual tablet, "The properties in this community are not allowed to burn paper money, so I can only give you more. A few sticks of incense. I made the incense myself, and it is definitely better than the incense outside."

Speaking of this, Qi Yan finished eating the apple whole, went to the kitchen to wash his hands, and solemnly burned a few sticks of incense for the master.

"Hey, death is like a lamp going out. Now I exchange fresh tributes for you every day, and you can't eat them. What a pity you say." Qi Yan looked at the wooden sign with a smile, revealing the dimples on his cheeks, "When I was a child You also said that when I grow up, I will take you to a big hotel for dinner every day, you say you can’t figure it out, and you don’t work hard to live a few more years, otherwise you can let me take you to a big hotel every day.”

It's a pity that the only answers to him were the rising smoke and the photo above the coffin, always smiling but unable to speak.

Maybe it was because he ate the apple on an empty stomach, Qi Yan felt his throat a little sore, he winked at the old man in the photo, turned around and walked out of the room.

"Boss," Liang Feng walked to Cen Bohe and whispered to him, "Just now I heard a gossip that Master Qi seems to have solved the problem of Hongliang Mountain."

"Hongliang Mountain?" Cen Bohe was stunned. He was not unfamiliar with this name at all, because this area was almost a place where many people would not move by default. He did not expect that someone would actually move this area, and Qi Yan would be involved.

"It's not that there are rumors that there are dragon veins lurking underground in this area. Whether it's true or not, someone who dares to touch this area is grateful." Liang Feng shook his head when he said this, "I heard that the boss has invited several people to deal with it , Master Qi took action to calm down. Now many people are checking the identity of Master Qi, maybe it will not be long before Master Qi will become one of the famous masters in the circle."

"Qian Qian is different from other masters," Cen Bohe signed his name on a document, "There is nothing to compare with."

"Of course it's different. Master Qi is younger." Liang Feng didn't dwell on this topic. "There is a message from an employee on the company forum, saying that today is the Ghost Festival, so can we not work overtime?"

"A lot of people work overtime?" Cen Baihe asked back, "I thought our company's benefits were pretty good."

Liang Feng smiled dryly and didn't answer the question. In fact, their company's benefits are really good in the industry, but no company is immune to such things as overtime, unless the company's situation is not so good, and the employees have nothing to do .

Just as he was talking, Cen Bohe's cell phone rang, and when he looked at the caller ID, the expression on his face softened unconsciously.

"Qianqian," Cen Baihe put down the pen in his hand, got up and walked to the window, with a little smile on the corner of his eyes, "Okay, I'll come and find you later."

After hanging up the phone, Cen Baihe turned his head and said to Liang Feng, "Notice, all employees don't have to work overtime tonight, let them go home early." After speaking, he turned off the computer, "I'm leaving first."

Liang Feng looked at the back of the boss leaving in a hurry, shrugged his shoulders as he had become used to this situation recently, lowered his head and sent the good news to the personnel department on his mobile phone.

So soon some employees showed off their company benefits on Weibo, saying that the boss was worried that they would be afraid to go home, and specifically emphasized that they should go home early and not let them work overtime. Of course, the key point is how much the boss cares about them and how handsome the boss is.

This microblog has aroused the envy and hatred of countless netizens, and some even went out of their way to find out which company this employee belongs to.

When they found out who the boss of this company was, those who knew the inside story fell silent. This was Cen Wuye, who countless people could not afford to offend.

Some curious netizens didn't understand why these people in the know kept such secrets, and they didn't get any useful information from these people after asking.However, there are so many interesting news on the Internet, they turned around and forgot about it, and those who knew the news did not dare to talk nonsense, and soon this little splash disappeared without a trace.

Sitting in the spacious and comfortable car, Qi Yan said to Cen Bohe: "Extend your hand, I'll give you a good thing."

Cen Bohe stretched out his hand and asked, "Is this good thing I can see?" Qian Qian had already asked him to stretch out his hand twice, each time offering him something, but each time he didn't know what Qian Qian gave him .But every time he stretched out his hand, his body would feel much better, which made him wonder if Qian Qian really gave him something very precious.

"You want to see?" Qi Yan looked up at Cen Bohe, seeing that the other party seemed to really want to see, so he put his hand on his forehead and nodded.

At this moment, Qi Yan put his hand on Cen Bohe's.

Cen Bohe saw gold threads popping out of Qi Yan's palm, and these golden threads disappeared into his palm after being wrapped around his hand a few times.

"What is this?" Cen Bohe waited for Qi Yan to withdraw his hand, then shook his empty hand, obviously feeling a lot lighter in himself.

"It's a good thing that happens once in 60 years," Qi Yan guessed rightly, although ordinary people can't absorb the emperor's liquid, but he can send the emperor's liquid into other people's bodies, "I specially saved this for you .”

Seeing the boss talking to Master Qi in a serious manner that he didn't understand, the bodyguard felt that his three views were broken.

"Thank you." Cen Bohe smiled, with obvious joy in his voice, "You said you were taking me somewhere, but you are leaving now?"

“现在就去，”祁晏看了眼时间，“早去早回。”

"Where is the location?"

"Red Liang Mountain."

The villagers of Hongliang Village are very disappointed recently, because they heard that the tourism development project is going to be put on hold, which made it hard for them to accept that they thought they would get a small fortune.However, after hearing that although the developer did not continue to develop this mountain, they would still pay the contract fee for 20 years. Think about how cost-effective.

When Qi Yan showed up at the foot of the mountain with Cen Bohe and two bodyguards, he found that the aura here was much warmer. He pointed to the mountainside and said to Cen Bohe: "Let's go there."

The bodyguard glanced at the boss hesitantly. There are few people in the mountains, and the boss has an extraordinary status. In case...

"Okay, you two wait for me at the foot of the mountain." Cen Bohe followed Qi Yan and set foot on the mountain path.Listening to the birdsong here, he took a deep breath, "The air here is very good."

"It's not that the air here is good, it's that there is plenty of spiritual energy and vitality here." Qi Yan continued to climb, but he deliberately cooperated with Cen Bohe's not-so-healthy body, and his climbing speed was very slow. "Stay here, yes. You are in good health."

Hearing this, Cen Baihe's heart felt as if soaked in a hot spring, it was warm and soft.

Today, no mountain spirits got angry, and they walked up very smoothly. Qi Yan walked to the lame table he had used yesterday, took out an incense stick and lit it: "Qi Yan is visiting again, please see God."

As the breeze blew, Cen Bohe, who was opened by Qi Yan, saw many green light spots suddenly appearing around him. These green light spots shuttled through the woods, reminding him of the land where everything was revived after the spring rain, full of vitality and hope.

"Thank you, God." Qi Yan turned his head and glanced at Cen Bohe beside him, "I have nothing else to ask, but God to give him a chance of life."

The green light spots danced even more violently, and Cen Bohe saw them surrounding Qi Yan, seeming to be talking to him, but also seeming to be attached to him.At this moment, Qi Yan's body was full of golden light, and these green dots flying wildly became quiet.

After about a few minutes, and what seemed like a long time, Cen Bohe saw the green dots flying away again, and Qi Yan bowed to the top of the mountain again.

"Thank you, God." Qi Yan spread his palms, and a ball of green light appeared in his palm. Before Cen Bohe could react, he saw Qi Yan slap the ball of light into his chest with his backhand.

"Qianqian?" Cen Baihe looked around suspiciously, "What's going on?"

"This is a thank you gift from the mountain god." Qi Yan smiled and watched these green dots all over his body, "I did him a favor yesterday, and he returned me a favor."

Everyone thought he was helping Li Fu, but only he knew that he was helping the mountain god.

As the pollution became more and more serious, the mountain spirit became weaker and weaker. If it weren't for the blessing of the dragon veins underground, he would have already dissipated between the heaven and the earth.

Qi Yan asked Li Fu to set up a divine view yesterday in order to strengthen the belief of human beings in the mountain spirit, so that it can continue to stay in this place, guarding the creatures in the mountain and... those humans at the foot of the mountain who no longer believe in his existence.

This mountain spirit still remembered that a long time ago, a child was lost in the mountains. He deliberately led the child out of the mountain. The child's family came to the mountain to burn incense and kneel down. The child he saved often came to worship him.He still remembers that he let countless hungry humans and animals find food for their hunger on him, and he was afraid that after his death, these animals and humans would have no one to protect them.

He misses the creatures on this land so much, how could Qi Yan have the heart to tell Shan Ling that the children he saved have already passed away or are dying; now that human beings have mobile phones and positioning systems, adults can I will no longer be willing to let the children play alone, let alone be hungry.

Shanling's emotions are simple, and it is almost his instinct to protect the creatures under its jurisdiction, so he is so angry when he finds out that someone wants to invade this land.

"Let's go back." Qi Yan bowed to the top of the mountain, turned his head and smiled at Cen Baihe, "I want to eat the dishes of Qianweiju."

"Okay." Cen Bohe's eyes had returned to normal, he could not see the flying green dots, nor could he see Qi Yan's aura.But with the mixed mountain wind blowing and the fragrance of grass and trees, he felt that he might understand why Qian Qian had to intervene in this matter.

因为钱钱有一颗别人无法懂得的温柔之心。

The speed of the two descending the mountain was not fast. Cen Bohe looked at Qi Yan beside him and couldn't help asking: "Qian Qian, why did you ask the mountain god to give me life?"

"Because you need it," Qi Yan reached out and touched the trunk of a big tree by the roadside, "My master, an old man, calculated with me, and he said that I would live a long life."

岑柏鹤沉默下来，仅仅因为他需要，所以就给他吗？

He reached out and touched his beating heart, which turned out to be the feeling of being treated sincerely by friends...

Seeing Cen Bohe stretching out his hand to cover his chest, Qi Yan thought he was unwell, and asked worriedly, "Is there something wrong?"

Seeing his concerned eyes, Cen Baihe slightly looked away, shook his head and said, "I'm fine."

Qian Qian's eyes are so beautiful, black and white are distinct and bright, which makes him want to look more, but feels embarrassed to look more.

In order to change the subject, Cen Bohe touched his burning ear tips: "Your master must be a particularly great master."

An image of an old man emerged in Qi Yan's mind, slovenly and unkempt, who loves to expose the little tricks of gods to deceive people when he has nothing to do.When the two were alone together, the old man was too lazy to even move a finger. The master and apprentice often had conflicts over who should cook for.

Thinking about it this way, the old man doesn't seem to have much to do with being "extraordinary".

He nodded with a smile, and said to Cen Baihe: "Well, my master is the No. 20 second-generation master of Tianyi Sect."

"Who is the No.20 third-generation head?"

"I……"

Cen Bohe saw Qi Yan with his head held high and his chest held high, and said with a smile: "Your master is really powerful, and it has been passed down for so many years."

Qi Yan laughed a few times, but didn't tell Cen Bohe that these were all dictated by his master, and he had never seen any information about the master's school before the 22nd generation.

Given that the old man likes to brag about his previous convictions, Qi Yan is very suspicious that this is the old man's nonsense. He may not be the No. 20 third-generation disciple of Tianyi Sect, but the second generation.

However, his master's bragging, as an apprentice, should continue to brag for him on his knees, who told him to be so filial and caring.

shuh...

shuh...

When Qi Yan and Cen Bohe walked out of the forest talking, laughing and laughing, the refreshing wind blowing the leaves made people feel refreshed.Qi Yan waved his hands behind him, "Goodbye."

The wind stopped quickly, and Qi Yan pulled the hair that was blown away by the wind, and continued walking forward with a smile.

When he was about to get in the car, he saw a large truck pulling construction materials. After the car stopped, the driver bowed to the top of the mountain with a reverent and awe-inspiring expression.

The author has something to say: Qian Qian: I am the No.20 third-generation leader of Tianyi School.

Master: Because we sent you alone!