Chapter 6

"Master, this way, please." Yang Fu personally received the expert in the son's mouth. Yang Tao couldn't even put his mouth in one side.

Qi Yan looked at Yang's father and kept up with him with a smile. He looked at the rose bushes in the garden of Yang's villa, where the roses were lush and there were weeds. During the period, it was not messy, but had a different flavor.

"Master, do you want to have a cup of tea before..."

"No," Qi Yan put his hand behind his back with a faint expression. "I'll go after reading it." Mr. Yang's attitude seems enthusiastic, but Qi Yan feels that this man doesn't look up to him in his heart.

He doesn't have to play with others. It's easier for him to speak directly.

I didn't expect that the fake master was so upright. Yang's father was stunned. He turned his head and saw that his son seemed to want to speak. He stared at him, then turned his head and smiled all over his face and said to Qi Yan, "that's very interesting. You came to my humble house specially. How can you not even drink a glass of water."

"You're welcome, Mr. Yang. People of our generation don't pay attention to these manners." Qi Yan's attitude was still very calm. He pointed to the fountain next to the gate, "This place should be ventilated and sunny. There is a fountain here. It can't gather water for money, but it will block the luck. Although it won't have a great impact on major events, it's easy to make twists and turns when doing things, which will affect the efficiency."

Yang's father looked at the fountain he had repaired at a high price. He couldn't help recalling his fortune after moving into the new villa in the past two years. It seems that it really takes a lot more trouble than before?

No, no, this must be the psychological hint of a liar. He should be steady.

Compared with Wang Hang's family, the gate of the Yang family is much more fancy. The vermilion gold-plated gate gives people a strong visual impact, and the birds roaring upward on the door. Is it a peacock or a phoenix?

"Mr. Yang's family has a good fortune, but we should know that misfortune comes from the mouth. If we meet ordinary people, good luck will only become bad luck if we meet people who are more prosperous than you." Qi Yan turned to look at Yang Tao standing next to Yang's father, "accumulate virtue under the mouth, and then there will be good fortune. Let's change this gate with the mouth."

The smile on Mr. Yang's face was a little strained when Qi Yan pointed out two bad places. But strangely, he could no longer firm the skeptical attitude just now. Yang Tao, a child, could not speak. He was a father here. He was very clear in his heart. Because of his son's mouth, people outside didn't evaluate him very well, which made him a father He also has no face everywhere. Only he can understand the central acid.

Thinking of this, he glared at his son fiercely. He didn't know that his son looked at the baby face master in front with a full face of worship. He was even more blocked in his heart.

Entering the gate, the decoration style of the Yang family is even more unspeakable. Obviously, the professional Feng Shui gentleman has never been invited to see it. The air flow is chaotic and there is no saying of transportation.

Yang's father stood still when he saw Qi Yan entering the gate. He couldn't help but clatter in his heart. He always felt that this one was going to find fault again.

However, after Qi Yan visited the whole living room, he didn't say anything. He just looked at the "famous paintings" hanging on their walls. Yang Fu's face was a little embarrassed. He knew that most of these famous paintings were fakes to cover his face. There were only one or two genuine paintings, and they were not very famous works.

"Master, let's go upstairs again."

Yang Fu felt inexplicably that he had some pupils who were being checked by the teacher. Although he didn't even understand why he had such an illusion.

The staircase is a revolving staircase imitating European style. The overall effect is resplendent. It is the kind of hotel style commonly used in making luxury dramas. There is also a huge landing blue and white bottle at the corner, which is almost the same as his height of nearly 1.8 meters.

"Master, I bought it at an auction. It's 450000. What do you think?" Yang Fu thought he finally had something to sell.

Qi Yan looked at him and the vase. He still smiled without saying anything, but nodded modestly. However, the range of action was so small that Yang Fu thought it was his own illusion.

Yang Fu took him to the master bedroom. When he opened the door, he opened to the antique swing clock in the corner with a mahogany shell with complex patterns carved on it. Opposite the clock, there was a European dressing table with several unlocked jewelry storage boxes on the table. It can be seen that the hostess should have a lot of jewelry, and her attitude towards jewelry was very casual.

But judging from the aura in this room, the hostess should be a person of good virtue.

Then Yang's father showed him other rooms. Qi Yan didn't say a few words from beginning to end. After the three returned to the living room, Qi Yan sat down on the luxurious sofa and said directly, "Mr. Yang doesn't seem to believe in Feng Shui?"

Yang Fu smiled and said, "master, you are joking. If you don't believe it, how can I invite you to my humble house?"

"If you believe in Feng Shui, how can you put the swing clock next to the bed and the dressing mirror at the head of the bed?" Qi Yan smiled softly. "How is Mr. Yang recently?"

The smile on Yang's father's face is stiff. He has not been seriously ill in the past two years, but he often has a headache and fever. He often has nightmares when he sleeps at night. During this period, he not only can't sleep well, but the phenomenon of hair loss is becoming more and more obvious. He just thinks that he has too much work pressure and doesn't think about anything else at all.

"Master, do you mean that Feng Shui in my family is wrong?"

"Why do you think so?" Qi Yan picked his eyebrows. "I just think you don't look very good and need more rest."

Yang Fu:

"Master, master," Yang Tao finally couldn't help but say, "then tell us what's wrong with Feng Shui in our family."

"Do you want to hear the truth or the lie?"

"The truth, the truth, you just say, we will definitely change, we will change."

"Mr. Yang and Mrs. Zun should have a good relationship. Mrs. Zun has a firm character and speaks quickly. She also helps Mr. Yang a lot at work, right?" Qi Yan continued after seeing Mr. Yang nodding repeatedly, "Your wife is like the cluster of roses in your yard. It's lush but free. I suggest Mr. Yang not to touch the cluster of roses. Usually, he just needs to trim it. Don't move much. As for the fountain in front of the door, it's best to fill it. There's nothing outside the door to block it, so it's both ventilated and smooth."

"As for the house..." Qi Yan also turned and looked around. Although the decoration style of the villa is unspeakable and the air flow is a little messy, the sitting direction is still very good, and the house type design is also very reasonable. Although other small furnishings are messy, on the whole, they really don't have much impact on the luck.

Many people talk about Feng Shui color change. It seems that putting more flower pots and throwing more shoes can make people lucky or bad. In fact, this is very wrong. For most ordinary people, the first thing to like the decoration style at home is the primary condition of Feng Shui.

For people, home is a clean land with belonging. If even the most basic decoration style is not in their own mind, can you stay in the house? If you are in a bad mood, your luck will naturally get better.

For example, the decoration style of the Yang family is very hot for him, but looking at the attitude of the Yang family, it seems that he is very proud of his own furnishings, which shows that he is very satisfied with his own home and can find a sense of pleasure from it. If he insists that the other party decorate in other styles, maybe his family is not strong enough.

Therefore, in addition to the special taboo furnishings, other things are just as good as heart. It's not beautiful if they are too deliberate.

"The house type of the villa is very good. The windows are bright and magnificent. There are not many things that affect the luck," Qi Yan pointed to the corner of the stairs. "The vase is porcelain. The porcelain is fragile. In addition, it is too tall to fit in the aisle, which is bad for the luck. Mr. Yang can put it in the corner of the living room, which is easy to watch and not easy to break."

"As for the place where the vase was originally placed, you can put potted plants such as kumquat or evergreen plants," Qi Yan thought and added, "in addition, you can't put a clock at the head of the bed, and the mirror can't be on the head of the bed. If you change these, there's no big problem."

After hearing this, Mr. Yang's three-point doubt about Qi Yan turned into seven-point trust. The other party neither asked him to buy any magic tools, nor played tricks, but it was this attitude that made him believe the other party's words.

"And..." Qi Yan looked at Mr. Yang with some complicated eyes. "Your wife has an excellent life style and is a kind-hearted person. Mr. Yang should respect and love her and will be blessed in her old age."

Yang's father looked away and dared not look at Qi Yan: "I will firmly remember your words."

I didn't expect that the master even calculated this?!

Expert, it's really an expert!

Last month, he met a young woman with a floating mind. I'm afraid he would have made a mistake if he hadn't thought about his relationship with his wife for many years. Now he has a fever on his face when he hears what the master said.

However, he was also glad that the master mentioned it to him. Otherwise, when he made a mistake, he would not be able to bear the consequences and would regret it.

Up to now, he has deep faith in Qi Yan's ability, and he can't help worrying. The master is so cold to him. Did he see his attitude when he entered the door?

"Master, please don't mind if I'm blind and offended," Yang Fu glared at Yang Tao. "Why are you sitting here without pouring water for the master?"

Yang Tao, who was roared, was stunned and forced to sit here and lie with a gun. What did he do wrong?

"No," Qi Yan stood up from the sofa. "Mr. Yang is busy, so I won't bother you."

"Master, master..." Yang's father didn't dare let Qi Yan go like this. "You see, it's getting late. I ordered a table of wine and vegetables in a nearby hotel. Please enjoy a simple meal."

"You're welcome, Mr. Yang. I don't pay attention to these and leave." Qi Yan was unmoved and insisted on leaving.

Yang's father dissuaded him several times. Seeing that he couldn't keep him, he had to shove Qi Yan a check and send him to the car with a smile like chrysanthemum.

"Go slowly, master. When you're free, I'll talk about it." Yang Fu shook his hands and hung his hands until he knew that the car shadow could not be seen.

"Dad..."

"Don't talk to me now. Didn't the master say that your mouth should be changed!" Yang Fu hurriedly took out his mobile phone and began to find workers to fill the fountain at the door and change the gate.

Master, you can't listen!

As for master Qi, who was regarded as an expert by Yang's father, he was looking at the 100000 yuan on the check and smiled with satisfaction.