First-class Celestial Master [Rebirth]

In October, the weather gets very cold.

City A is a city without age, often you are still immersed in the scorching sun in summer, and the cold wind in winter will wake you up from your dreams.

Holding a cup of warm water in one hand and two pills in the palm of the other, Zhou Tong looked at Ling Yuan with a smile: "Take the medicine."

Ling Yuan shrugged and stared at Zhou Tong, with "I won't take it" written all over his face, Zhou Tong said, "Don't take medicine if you have a cold, you want to infect me?"

Ling Yuan who was hit by the bullseye: "..."

Ling Yuan reluctantly sat up from the bed, took two small capsules from Zhou Tong's hand and drank them with warm water, then pursed his lips, and returned the empty water glass with a gloomy face.

Zhou Tong took the water glass and poured him another full glass of water: "Drink."

Ling Yuan: "..."

He is really depressed now.

More than 2000 years ago, I didn't catch a cold very much, and after I became a golden body, I didn't even have a little skin trouble. Why did I catch a cold when I just recovered my physical body?He even sneezed three times in front of Zhou Tong, really...

Ling Yuan retracted into the quilt depressedly, frowning tightly.

A broad palm covered his forehead, and the cool palm made Ling Yuan, who was suffering from a low fever, very comfortable. Another person's body temperature was transmitted from his hot forehead, which should have been used to let him It's a disgusting feeling, but thinking that that person is Zhou Tong, somehow makes him feel an inexplicable sense of security.

Zhou Tong said: "It doesn't seem to be a fever anymore, so I don't need to take antipyretics, just drink more hot water." As he spoke, he helped Ling Yuan tuck the corner of the quilt, fearing that he would be further chilled by the cold wind.

Ling Yuan has been sleeping on the sofa since he regained his physical body, and now he has a cold and this is the first time he has slept on Zhou Tong's bed.On the quilt, on the leaflets, and on the pillow are Zhou Tong's usual scents of body wash and shampoo, which smell very good.

Next to him was Zhou Tong’s breath. Ling Yuan peeked and found that Zhou Tong was quietly reading a book. The curtains in the room were drawn, and he only turned on the low-wattage bedside lamp. The orange light shook his chin. The lines are soft, the eyes are slightly drooping, and the lips are full, which is very good-looking.

This comfortable feeling made Ling Yuan fall asleep unconsciously.

Zhou Tong couldn't help laughing softly when he heard Ling Yuan's slight snoring due to fever blocking his nose.

In fact, Ling Yuan's current symptoms are not a cold.

It is probably because the physical body has just condensed and has not yet fully grown, and there is inflammation caused by rejection between the various structures of the body. It will be fine after taking some anti-inflammatory drugs and resting for a few days.

But Ling Yuan, who just got his body, is very restless and has a strong sense of defense. He is like a little lion who may explode and bite everywhere at any time. If he doesn't use this method to persuade him, he will definitely start practicing again. At this time, practicing is based on the foundation No good.

This principle is like bringing over a mineral water bottle. If you try to fill it with water while it is still sunken, you will definitely not be able to fill it.

There was a buzzing sound, and Zhou Tong’s cell phone on the bed was vibrating. He picked it up and saw that it was a regular call. Zhou Tong took a special look at Ling Yuan, and found that he was in a deep sleep, so he picked up the phone Pick it up in the hallway.

"What's the matter, Zhengzheng?"

"Xiao Tong, do you still remember the girl you saw when you returned to the airport this time?"

"Ok?"

"It's the one you said she might die at any time!" Zhengzheng said hastily.

"What's up with her?"

"I saw her today!"

"..." Zhou Tong said, "Speak clearly."

"Hey, it's like this. Didn't I go to an antique exchange meeting today? I met her at the meeting. It turns out that she is Deng Gujin's daughter. You should have heard of Deng Gujin, right? Dana, the number one player in antiques!"

"Really? How's the lady doing?"

"I don't look very well." Zhengzheng said, "So I wanted to ask you to help her take a look. It's a pity that such a young and beautiful girl died too early. She walked too fast at the airport last time. This time It’s also fate to meet you by such a coincidence.”

"Okay." Zhou Tong agreed without hesitation, and asked for the correct address.

Tianyan Zhentanmu flew over and wanted to stop him from going out, Zhou Tong asked with a smile: "What? Won't you let me go?"

It shook its body and pointed to Ling Yuan's bed behind it. Zhou Tong said, "Don't worry, he's fine. I've set up a formation here, and he's safe."

Tianyan Zhentanmu shook his head again, buzzed twice, and bumped forward substantially, assuming an attacking posture.

Zhou Tong understood now, Tianyan Town Tanmu was saying that Ling Yuan asked him to protect him and wanted to go with Zhou Tong, Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Then come with me."

Tianyan Town Tanmu happily got into Zhou Tong's pocket.

Zhou Tong went out and hailed a car, all the way to the venue.

This antique exchange meeting has a relatively high style. It is held in a five-star hotel in City A. There are tall steps all the way up to the shop, and there are lions entrenched on the left and right. It looks quite grand.

After Zhou Tong took a taxi to his destination, he was stopped by someone as soon as he got out of the car.

The person who stopped him was a man in a suit, but the suit was obviously very worn out, it was a little whitish after washing, and the buttons were hanging there as if it would not come off.It was estimated that he hadn't showered for a while, and his half-length hair was sticky in locks, looking quite embarrassed.

Zhou Tong looked at the air above his head, which was falling downwards, but there was no sign of dissipating. He was probably at the low ebb of his life, so he asked considerately, "Who are you?"

"Hello, hello." Seeing that someone finally paid attention to him, Qian Hu quickly pushed the things in his arms to Zhou Tong, and he said, "You know the goods, would you like to see this in my hand?" It’s a real thing, a seven-pronged round fan from the Tang Dynasty.” He opened the gray cloth towel wrapped around the fan, and inside lay a sandalwood seven-pronged round fan, with pictures of maids visiting the garden drawn on the fan, and maids with drooping temples were sitting in the garden. Playing a fan in the flowers to watch the scenery, with a graceful figure and clear eyebrows and eyes.

Qian Hu looked at Zhou Tong anxiously, and asked, "Do you like this fan? I assure you, it must be authentic. It was handed down from the Tang Dynasty and has been held in our family's hands for a long time. You also know that the picture of a lady is the most prosperous."

After seeing it, Zhou Tong didn't say anything, but asked: "There are many shops selling tuanfans in the old street, why do you have to brave the heavy rain to sell them on the street?"

When mentioning the sad matter, Qian Hu said with a sad face: "If it is not a last resort, I will not do this. I heard that you are a local, and you know the situation on the old street. The price is suppressed too much, and a commission Handling fee, being bitten by those vampires, it’s better for me to brave the rain and work harder to sell outside.” He looked gloomy, and said regretfully, “It’s a pity that I haven’t met a buyer who knows the goods, otherwise, I wouldn’t Will come here to shamelessly try their luck."

Zhou Tong thought so too, if it wasn't for the rush to buy it, it wouldn't be like this.However, this person’s act of soliciting customers and selling antiques on the main road is no different from a liar to outsiders. Even if he is holding a genuine product in his hand, no one wants to waste time appreciating the antiques that are sold on the side of the road. He went the wrong way and went to the doctor in a hurry.

What's more, the fan in his hand is indeed an antique, but it's just a very ordinary round fan. It can sell for eighty to ninety thousand at most, and it can only cost one hundred thousand.

He was thinking about whether to recommend some sellers to the other party, but he was attracted by the fan painting on the round fan.

Just now he didn't notice it with just a quick glance, but now he discovered the mystery of the fan in just one glance.

The picture of the lady on the fan suddenly moved.

The maids who were leaning on the pillars of the gazebo to enjoy the flowers suddenly stood up and shook the folding fans in their hands. The butterflies flew out from the flowers and landed on the round fans they were holding, as if they were attracted by the peony flowers on the fan. linger.The maid swayed the fan, and the wind picked up, and the disturbed butterflies flew up to the heights.

The painting came alive in an instant, just like a movie scene, it truly reproduced the lazy and charming ladies of the Tang Dynasty in their leisure time, even when Zhou Tong looked over, the maid smiled at Zhou Tong, her eyes were charming and full of spring.

Although this fan is not a precious antique, it is a good magic weapon.

Antiques are valuable because of their history and background, but the value of magic tools is not determined by their aura.

A good magic weapon is full of aura, just looking at it will make you feel immortal. Since it has just been produced for a day, even for an hour, it is still a first-class magic weapon, and it is worth tens of millions. .Of course, this is an exaggeration. A truly good magic weapon generally needs time to settle, and it takes a process to gather energy.

The dough fan in Qian Hu's hand is both an antique and a magic weapon, but the value of the magic weapon is much higher than the antique.

Zhou Tong, who had no interest at first, suddenly became interested. He asked, "How much are you going to offer for this dough fan?"

Qian Hu gritted his teeth and said, "One hundred thousand."

Zhou Tong nodded readily: "Okay, how do I pay?"

"Really?" Seeing that Zhou Tong actually agreed, Qian Hu nodded hurriedly, feeling like being hit by the God of Wealth, and said, "Anything is fine, come as you find convenient."

"Then pay in cash."

There happened to be a bank next to it, Zhou Tong went to the bank to withdraw [-] yuan and handed it to Qian Hu, "Take it."

Qian Hu took the money and excitedly gave the fan to Zhou Tong. When parting, he reluctantly said: "This is a treasure handed down from my grandma. If it wasn't for an emergency, I wouldn't sell it. You should keep it carefully." it."

Zhou Tong nodded and said, "I will."

Interrupted by such a distraction, Zhou Tong arrived more than half an hour late, and kept guarding the door, staring at Miss Deng while waiting for Zhou Tong to come to the door. Seeing Zhou Tong coming, he urged: "Xiaotong, you can count I’m here, I’m afraid they will feel bored, so I’m leaving, hey, what are you holding in your hand?”

"The round fan I just bought." Zhou Tong said.

"Tuanfan?" Duanzheng was taken aback for a moment, then remembered something exaggerated and called out, "Isn't it?? You can be deceived by this?"

Zhou Tong: "..."

Zhengzheng looked like he hated iron and steel, and said: "That person also came to me. I saw that ball fan and knew it was fake. How can it be so long? The paint on the fan does not fade at all. You Don’t you think so? Xiaotong, you can’t just look at him pitifully and be deceived…”

Zhou Tong couldn't help laughing, "I'm not cheated, this fan is real."

"Ah?" The boss opened his mouth, "Isn't it? Really? How could it be true? This is the same as when you suddenly received a call one day saying that your son was in the hospital, but I don't even have a son." !"

Zhou Tong laughed twice, pulled himself to the side, stroked the fan with his palm, and said, "Look."

As Zhou Tong's palm brushed across the fan, the pictures of ladies on the fan started to move again, and the women were standing or standing, all of them graceful and graceful, with their brows and eyes looking upright.

Duan Zheng was so frightened that his jaw almost dropped, he couldn't help taking two steps back as if he saw a ghost, and said in amazement: "This, this is actually true..."

"En." Zhou Tong put away the fan.

With a face full of disappointment, he asked, "How much did you buy it for... Wait, forget it, don't tell me how much it is, I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it." After finishing speaking, he still covered his hands My heart hurts.

Zhou Tong really had no choice but to take this live treasure, so he said, "If you like it, you can play with it."

Zhengzheng's eyes lit up immediately: "You keep your word."

Zhou Tong smiled brightly.

Duanzheng was satisfied, and said: "There is no rush, let's get down to business. I just established a good relationship with the Deng family, so just go."

"it is good."

Zhou Tong followed Zhengzheng to Deng Gujin's side.

Deng Gujin was wearing a black satin dress with dragon-shaped buckles and a pair of soft-soled cloth shoes. Although the clothes were ordinary, it was obvious that they were expensive.There was a smile on his face all the time, wrinkles around his eyes, he looked quite old, probably in his sixties, his daughter was not that old, she looked no older than twenty, the little girl had no complexion, she was quiet Sitting silently in the corner, like a beautiful doll.

Zhengzheng greeted Deng Gujin with a smile, and said, "Hahaha, Mr. Deng, this is the friend I told you about, Zhou Tong."

"Hi Mr. Deng, I've heard of you for a long time."

"Zhou Tong?" Deng Gujin thought about the name for a while, and felt that he had heard it somewhere. After thinking for a while, his brain flashed, and he remembered it. He looked at Zhou Tong in surprise and asked, "I'm at Boss Yan's place." I heard him mention you!"

The person whose surname is Yan can make Deng Gujin the boss, Zhou Tong can guess the candidate with a little thought, he smiled, and said politely: "Sansheng is lucky."

Deng Gujin beckoned to Zhou Tong, asked him to sit beside him, ordered the waiter to serve Zhou Tong red wine, and asked, "I heard from Boss Yan that Mr. Zhou is very accomplished in metaphysics at a young age."

"Don't dare." Zhou Tong said.

Deng Gujin thought for a while and asked, "I don't know if Mr. Zhou has heard of the top ten Fengshui creations in City A."

"I've heard of it." Zhou Tong responded calmly, "This is one room."

"Yes, Shanhai Pavilion is often leased as a place for antique exchanges, precisely because of its unique Feng Shui, which gathers wind and energy." Deng Gujin laughed until the corners of his eyes became more wrinkled, but those eyes were very beautiful. Qingming asked tentatively, "According to what Mr. Zhou saw, how good is the Feng Shui here?"

"Dad." Deng Youwei interrupted their conversation, and said with a bad face, "I'm not feeling well, I want to go back first."

"Weiwei." Deng Gujin yelled in displeasure. In front of the guests, Deng Youwei was really rude, but seeing his little daughter's complexion and weak body, he couldn't bear to reprimand him, so he nodded in compromise. , said, "Then you go back first, be careful on the way, and eat something to replenish your body when you get home."

"I see, thank you dad." Deng Youwei stood up and walked out.

Deng Gujin said: "I'm sorry, my daughter is not in good health, please don't mind." He looked at Zhou Tong again and said, "Back to the issue we discussed earlier, Mr. Zhou, what do you think of this Shanhai Pavilion? Feng Shui?"

It is said to be talking about the scriptures, but in fact Deng Gujin is testing him. Although Zhou Tong is not clear about the purpose of Deng Gujin's temptation, he is not afraid of Deng Gujin's temptation.

He turned his head and looked. The position where Deng Gujin was located happened to be able to bring most of the exhibition halls into view. Looking at the feng shui pattern, although there may be a little deviation, it is not bad.

After looking at it for a while, Zhou Tong said, "This is a double layout."

"Oh?" Deng Gujin asked, "How about a double pattern method?"

Zhou Tong pointed to the ground first, and said: "The layout of this scene is very large, but it can be seen that the floor tiles are mainly in blue tones, and the glaze is clear in color, but mixed with some golden irregular lines. It's as if something went wrong when the tiles were being fired in a brick kiln."

"It does look like it." Deng Gujin said, "But as far as I know, the construction here is expensive, and every inch of the floor tiles is carefully controlled, and it is unlikely that anything will go wrong."

"So it's not a mistake, it's done on purpose." Zhou Tong nodded and continued, "These tiles will form a golden dragon when put together. .”

"This is a pattern, what else?"

"And..." Zhou Tong raised his head, pointed to the chandelier hanging from the ceiling, and said, "Mr. Deng, this chandelier is shaped like a flying fairy picture, holding a fairy peach, and sending it to the stage, it is sending it to Ruizhao meaning."

Deng Gujin looked at Zhou Tong with a smile, as if admiring Zhou Tong's vision.

Zhou Tong said: "The fairy above the head gives blessings, and the golden dragon sways its tail under the feet, which reflects the old saying that if the mountain is not high, there will be immortals; if the water is not deep, there will be dragons. It is a good feng shui of the double pattern."

Deng Gujin laughed and said: "I didn't expect Mr. Zhou to see it so thoroughly. He is indeed talented."

Zhou Tong smiled and said, "Actually, there is a third pattern."

Deng Gujin's smile froze, revealing an expression of surprise, which was beyond Deng Gujin's expectation. He asked curiously: "Three patterns? What is the other pattern?" He has been here more than [-] times , He has never discovered the third pattern here, so he wants to hear what Zhou Tong has to say.

Zhou Tong looked at his watch mysteriously and said, "There is still half a minute."

Time passed by bit by bit, and after half a minute, the lights hanging above the head suddenly changed. On the stage, the spotlight hit the host, and today's antique exchange meeting officially began.

Everyone's eyes couldn't help being drawn to the host.

But Zhou Tong didn't. He stopped Mr. Deng who was turning his head to look at the stage, pointed to the higher place, and said, "Mr. Deng, look at the top of your head again."

Deng Gujin looked up at the top of his head, his eyes showed doubts at first, and then when they lit up, he immediately understood the third pattern that Zhou Tong said.

Under the changing lights, it looks like a soaring phoenix flying high in the sky. Its wings are bright and flexible, flying in the air, and the lights are like the spots it sheds, falling on the ground little by little.

At the same time, the golden dragon covering the floor tiles also started to swim, shining through the light of the chandelier, the lying dragon quietly shuttled through the crowd, casting more light spots on the phoenix. to everyone here.

"The third pattern is flying dragons and phoenixes dancing." Zhou Tong said in a deep voice.

These four words hit Deng Gujin's heart heavily, and he was speechless for a long time looking at the strange feng shui pattern.

Throughout the exchange meeting, Deng Gujin was dragging Zhou Tong to talk about Fengshui. He had a great time talking about the major Fengshui schools, and Zhou Tong was also able to deal with it freely. , and even developed a unique insight, which shocked Deng Gujin like a treasure. Until the end of the exchange meeting, Deng Gujin refused to let Zhou Tong leave.

Zhou Tong waited patiently for Deng Gujin to reveal his ultimate goal.

Sure enough, when all the participants dispersed, Deng Gujin finally couldn't hold back, and said: "Mr. Zhou, I have learned a lot from talking with you for a long time. I wonder if I can trouble Mr. Zhou to come to my house and help me take a look. Feng Shui at home?"

Zhou Tong wanted to understand the situation first, so he asked, "Is there something wrong with Feng Shui in Mr. Deng's family?"

"It's not a problem..." Deng Gujin said in embarrassment, "It's just not satisfactory. I want Mr. Zhou to see if there is anything that can be improved. I wonder when Mr. Zhou will be free?"

"Tomorrow." Today is Friday, and tomorrow is the weekend, both parties are free, since he met Deng Youwei again, Zhou Tong can't procrastinate any longer, lest there will be any accidents.

As far as he can see, Deng Youwei's problems should be due to Feng Shui at home. One side of the soil supports the other, and bad soil and water will make people mentally exhausted and look bad. This is a common occurrence.But like Deng Youwei, an old man whose spirit is like an old man, and like duckweed in the wind, may be broken at any time, which is indeed rare.

But Deng Youwei showed no signs of being entangled by evil spirits. Apart from Feng Shui affecting her, Zhou Tong really couldn't think of other situations.But if it is really a matter of feng shui, even a master like Deng Gujin can't see it, and he doesn't know what kind of wonderful pattern it will be.