The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

It turned out that the house in the old man's house was built with funds raised by the unit. The person who lived opposite his house was a colleague from Uncle Ma's unit. Ma Song also kindly called him uncle. It seemed that the two families had a good relationship in private.

Qi Yan also remembered that when he was about to graduate, the boss once said in the dormitory that his father had been promoted to the principal and set up a table at home.

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Qi Yan's expression, Wang Hang felt as if something had happened.

"When you were running for the principal, did your uncle from the opposite door ever participate in the election?" Qi Yan's face couldn't have gotten any better. If this is the case, then the family's act of hanging the bronze mirror at the door is really not a coincidence.

"Old Luo, these things happened to Lao Ma's family, Xiaosong is the only one left in the family, we can help if we can," the woman wiped the table, forgot to glance at the door opposite the living room, and sighed, "Okay, how about it?" Is this what happened?"

Lao Luo listened silently and did not speak.

"I see that the feng shui master you invited last time was not good at all. They talked about good luck and wealth, but I didn't see the good luck and wealth, but something happened to your friend for many years," the woman babbled while mopping the floor. "It's just that the words of these charlatans are not trustworthy, and I don't know what's going on in your mind. After all, you are a person who has studied in college, so why do you still have such feudal superstition thoughts?"

"Okay," the old horse interrupted the woman impatiently, "what are you nagging all day, are you annoying?!"

Seeing that the husband and wife were about to quarrel, the knock on the door interrupted the simmering atmosphere just in time.

Lao Luo had always been smiling outside, so he glared at his wife, turned around and opened the door with a smile on his face.

The first thing he saw when he opened the door were two strange youths. Behind them stood Ma Song, who had lost a lot of weight. friend?"

"Uncle Luo, they are my friends in the imperial capital, and they are here to help me this time," Ma Song wanted to squeeze out a polite smile, but the corner of his mouth tugged, but the smile didn't take shape after all.

Qi Yan's gaze fell to the wall directly opposite the Luo family's gate, where there was a gossip mirror, but it was said to be a gossip mirror, but it didn't look like an authentic gossip mirror, because the gossip pattern was wrong, and there was a trace of gossip. Evil.

The three of them entered and sat down. A middle-aged woman brought them tea and snacks. She seemed to be a very easy-going person.

"Auntie, the gossip mirror on the wall is so beautiful, it looks like an antique," Qi Yan is now acting like a rude young man, "A while ago, a friend of mine was collecting this kind of mirror, and it was said that it was worth more than six figures. Woolen cloth."

"Hey, what's the value of this scrap metal?" Auntie brought another fruit plate and put it in front of Qi Yan, "Let's not talk about six figures, I don't think there are four figures."

Qi Yan scratched his head and smiled, looking a little embarrassed: "Really, I just saw a friend accept such a similar one, and he spent a total of 20." He stretched out two fingers, his face sparkling, as if for himself I feel proud to know such a rich person, "I thought the one in my aunt's house was so valuable."

Lao Luo frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable. Where did this friend Ma Song met, bragging about it within a few words after entering the door, and boasting with a gossip mirror worth 20 yuan?

If he wants to talk about 200 million or 2000 million, he will bear it. What is worth mentioning about 20?

Auntie also felt that the young man was a little rude, but older people can always be a little more tolerant towards young people: "Nowadays, these collections are true and false, and people can't tell whether they are true or not, and the price is different. The important thing is that you like it."

"Yes." Qi Yan picked up the teacup and took a sip, scanning Uncle Luo's house with his gaze, feeling a faint chill in his heart.

This is actually a gathering of energy to go to the evil formation. It was not a big deal at first, as long as the evil energy was sent out the door.But outside the door of this house, there are two gossip bronze mirrors, one large and one small, which became a formation of gathering energy and sending evil spirits, and the evil spirits were sent to the opposite door's house.

Not many people use this method anymore, but 20 years ago, some carpenters in the southwest who inherited the method of their ancestors knew this.At that time, it was popular for every household to make furniture, instead of buying it directly in the home furnishing mall like now, so no matter which one hired craftsmen, they would treat them politely, even if these craftsmen did things in places they couldn't see, It made their house restless.

The current method of gathering qi and removing evil spirits is also a common way to pray for a new residence in the past, but everyone knows what to avoid, and there is nothing wrong with it.But no matter how good the method is, if it falls into the hands of someone with a heart, it will become a way to harm others. For example, the decoration in Uncle Luo's house was originally very good, but there are two more gossip bronze mirrors, and they still carry The evil gossip mirror is full of malice.

Qi Yan stood up and walked to the gossip bronze mirror. After touching it, he looked at Auntie embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Auntie, can I have a look at this?"

"Look……"

"My little friend," Lao Luo said with an ugly face, "I bought this bronze mirror from an antique shop, please be careful."

"Sorry," Qi Yan smiled at Lao Luo, didn't touch the mirror again, and sat back obediently.

Seeing Qi Yan sitting back to his original position, Lao Luo's complexion improved a lot, and he turned to Ma Song and said, "Little Ma, this friend of yours is very casual."

Ma Song pretended not to understand, and turned to talk about something else.Originally, the friendship between the two families was also the relationship between Ma Song's parents and Lao Luo. Now that Ma Song's parents have passed away, there is nothing else to say between Ma Song and Lao Luo except the dialogue between the elders and the younger generations.

We sat together for a while, then got up and said goodbye.After the door of Luo's house was closed, Wang Hang glanced at the mirror hanging at the door of Luo's house, and wanted to reach out to touch it, but Qi Yan grabbed his wrist.

"Don't touch these things indiscriminately." Qi Yan glared at Wang Hang, he was really ignorant and fearless, this thing has evil spirits on it, if Wang Hang touches it for no reason, he won't be able to lie in the hospital for a few days, unless he also Like Bai He, the whole body is covered with purple energy, and all evils are invulnerable.

Thinking of Cen Bohe, Qi Yan's heart suddenly became strange, he shook his head, and threw out the strange feeling in his mind.

"Fourth, is there something wrong?" Ma Song is not a fool, seeing Qi Yan's strange attitude today, he felt that something happened to the Luo family that he didn't know about.

Qi Yan didn't know whether he should tell the boss about this, based on what he knew about the boss, if the boss found out the truth, he would definitely break into Luo's house and do something that shouldn't be done, but if he didn't tell the boss, he would It feels inappropriate again.

These thoughts only swirled in Qi Yan's mind for a second, he shook his head and said: "It's okay, those people who don't understand Fengshui, it's better not to touch the mirror." After speaking, he stretched out his hand to touch this side The gossip mirror also adjusted its position.

Ma Song didn't have a good rest in the past few days, so he didn't have the energy to calm down and think about what Qi Yan meant, so he nodded to show that he understood.

But for some reason, Wang Hang felt that the mirror looked even more foggy, as if it had exhausted its last bit of vitality and completely turned into a piece of useless scrap metal.

In the afternoon, Lao Luo received a call, saying that the old master who helped his family change Feng Shui had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage at noon, and he was gone before he could be sent to the hospital.

Lao Luo was stunned for a while, holding the phone for a long time and didn't come back to his senses.

He suddenly remembered what the old master had said when he set up the formation for him.

"There is no turning back after this formation is set up. After the matter is completed, you remember to bow three times and nine times in all directions, and then put away the things well. If someone discovers this formation and destroys the magic weapon, not only will I lose my life , I am afraid that you are also in danger of your life."

But now the formation is clearly in good condition, no one has discovered it, and has not touched it, why did the master suddenly have a cerebral hemorrhage?

Originally, he wanted to wait until the day when the old Ma and his wife were buried before taking off the gossip mirror, but now it seemed that he couldn't care less.

At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Lao Luo solidly bowed three times and kowtowed nine times in all directions, and only took the mirror on the wall at home after he was dizzy from the kowtow.But after taking it off, his whole face changed.

When did this bronze mirror grow such a thick layer of patina?

He put the bronze mirror into the box, and pasted it with the talisman paper given to him by the master, and then opened the door to look at the bronze mirror hanging on the door. This bronze mirror has a layer of copper rust. He just took the mirror in his hand. Then, with a click, the mirror split in two.

"Ho!"

Lao Luo made a heavy "ho ho" sound from his throat, as if he saw a ghost.

Ma Song's parents were buried quietly. When choosing a cemetery, Qi Yan went with Ma Song to choose a quiet double-burial tomb for the couple to sleep in the ground.

On the day of the burial, many people came to see Ma Song's parents off, including his parents' colleagues, friends, and family relatives.Even Lin Shuo, who was in a hurry to catch up with his thesis, rushed over overnight.But although there are many people, they are extraordinarily solemn.

Layers of soil covered the coffin and gave the couple eternal peace.

"Second, third, fourth." Ma Song's eyes were red, but the tears did not fall, "you take care of yourself from now on."

Wang Hang and Lin Shuo nodded silently, and Qi Yan patted Ma Song on the shoulder: "I know, and you too."

The four of them returned to Ma Song's house, and saw Uncle Luo's house was noisy. After entering the door, they found out that Uncle Luo had a heart attack and was sent to the hospital for emergency treatment. She can be seen to be very filial.

Qi Yan glanced at it, but didn't look at it again. He turned to Ma Song and said, "Come on, let's get drunk with you again tonight."

"Okay." Ma Song finally showed a faint smile on his face.

That night, the four good brothers drank until midnight and went to bed. On the way to the airport the next morning, they were still dizzy.

Ma Song accompanied the three of them to get the boarding pass, drank tea for a while, and reluctantly sent them to the security checkpoint.

"Boss," Qi Yan stretched out his hand to caress Ma Song's shoulder, flicking away the last ray of evil spirit from him, "You must be well."

"I will." Ma Song hugged the three of them one by one, "Now our brothers are far apart, but they are also in the border of China, and there will be more opportunities to meet in the future."

"Ah."

There are thousands of mountains and rivers, but this friendship can cross thousands of rivers and mountains.

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