Chapter 140

"These eight characters are wrong," said Tan Tianshi, taking the birth eight characters brought by the magician Luo shanguo, and deducing them in combination with the location of Qi Yan's birth. He shook his head and said, "the name can't match the eight characters."

The brown haired man's face sank suddenly. He took the cigarette out of his mouth and said, "that boy dares to lie to me!"

"Tao Yan, are you crazy?!" the agent stopped Tao Yan and didn't let him pack his bags. "Do you know that the company has released the news that you want to participate in the film? If you return home now, those black fans will scold you again."

"Black powder scolded me for not killing me. It's really killing me to stay here," Tao Yan stuffed his passport, ID card and other things into the suitcase. "Where's my mobile phone? Where did you put it? I'll call the embassy."

"What do you want to do?" the agent was shocked. "Even if you want to stir up news, don't joke about the embassy. This is the most basic quality of our Chinese citizens."

"Don't think nonsense," Tao Yan reached out and grabbed the mobile phone in the agent's pocket. "Give it to me quickly."

"Tao Yan, what do you want to do?!" the agent was pressed on the bed, watched Tao Yan take his mobile phone, and then really dialed the embassy.

"It's over..." the agent lies on the bed in despair. No wonder it wants to transfer Tao Yan, a famous artist, to him. It turns out that Tao Yan is so difficult.

After the phone was connected, Tao Yan hurriedly said, "I'm Tao Yan, a Chinese citizen. Someone kidnapped me two hours ago and forced me to say the eight characters of a person's birthday." he looked at the hotel. This is the room he changed temporarily just now. There should be no monitoring. "I'm not kidding. What I said is true. I'm an artist in China. If you don't believe it, you can check it."

"Whose eight characters? It's a relative of mine. His name is Qi Yan. By the way, he... He also has a boyfriend, the youngest son of old Mr. Cen Qiusheng!"

While talking on the phone, he suddenly heard the sound of opening the door at the door, but because he locked the safety lock, people outside couldn't get in temporarily, so he threw his cell phone under the bed.

"Bang!" the door was smashed open, and the brown haired man who had grabbed him came in, with his anger still on his face.

Before the agent could speak, he was dragged out with his mouth covered.

"Mr. Tao," the brown haired man sneered, "I'm very angry at your dishonesty."

Tao Yan was so frightened that the whole person shrank to the corner: "I've told you all the things you want to know. What do you want to do?"

"Told me?" the brown haired man poured himself a glass of water. The hot boiling water was steaming in the glass. "Mr. Tao is an actor. I don't want to pour this glass of water on your face, otherwise it would be a pity."

Tao Yan immediately covered his face with his hand: "what do you want to do?"

"Tell me, what is Qi Yan's birthday character?"

Tao Yan's shoulder shook with fear: "what are you talking about? I can't understand."

Two drops of hot water fell on his arm and he screamed with pain.

"Mr. Tao, I told you earlier that I'm not patient."

"I said, I said," Tao Yan didn't think of it. He just talked less for a day, but he was found. How on earth did these people know he was lying?

"November 11, the 36th year of China, not the 10th," Tao Yan said. After saying this date, Tao Yan suddenly felt an unspeakable sense of relief. He tried, but these people found him lying. If something really happened to Qi Yan, it wouldn't blame him.

He... He is different from his father. Qi Yan can't blame him.

Tao Yiru is a famous strong woman in the business world, so she held a birthday party for her son, gave her face if she could, and brought her younger generation to the banquet. However, when some people who were not well informed saw Qi Yan and Cen Baihe around tao Yiru, who helped to greet the guests, their minds couldn't turn.

They haven't heard that Tao Yiru has a good relationship with the cen family. How can he help Tao Yiru greet the guests with the temperament of the fifth master Cen? You know, even if it's the banquet of the cen family, the fifth master doesn't like to say more.

"Welcome. This is my son Qi Yan. Please take care of him in the future."

"Hello, Mr. Wang."

"Hello, Hello," Mr. Wang shook hands with Qi Yan, with a dull look in his eyes. This is not Cen's boyfriend. How can he become the son of ceramic Ru again? Thinking that he was laughing at Qi Yan's white face behind his back not long ago, he looked a little uncomfortable now.

"Mr. Qi is really a talent," Mr. Wang said with a dry smile and took out his prepared gifts.

This ceramic art Ru and Cen Qiusheng have a big heart. They don't stop their two sons from getting tired of being together. I really don't know what these big guys think.

No matter what Cen Qiusheng and Tao Yiru think, after many guests understand the relationship between Qi Yan, cen Baihe and Tao Yiru, they feel that the family's affairs can hardly be described in words. They can only honestly eat delicious food, chat and watch Tao Yiru show off their son.

Some people who asked Qi Yan to see feng shui respected Qi Yan very much. Even the prepared gifts were carefully selected.

"Master Qi," boss Li pushed to Qi Yan, "do you have time recently?" since the matter of hongliangshan was solved, his faith was only money and master Qi.

"Boss Li?" Qi Yan was stunned and recognized the person. "Haven't seen you for a long time. Does your waist seem to grow again?"

"Hahaha, I'll make you laugh." boss Li touched his protruding stomach and smiled with a simple and honest face. "It's all up to you to help me solve the major events of life and death. I can grow meat at ease, otherwise..."

"Hi!" he waved his hand. "Today is your birthday. I won't say those bad things in the past."

Strange to say, since he followed master Qi's advice, protected the natural scenery on Hongliang mountain and began to build mountain temples, his fortune began to get better. The original problem of poor capital turnover was also solved because a bank was willing to lend him a loan. He made money on several projects he invested in later, which was like God's help.

Now that the mountain temple has been built, he just doesn't know when he can officially let people worship. He doesn't understand these rules, so he wants to ask Qi Yan for help: "master Qi, the mountain temple has been built, and the mountain statue has been carved by a carving master, but he doesn't know the rules..."

Qi Yan remembered that there was another thing. He calculated the recent days: "tomorrow is a good day, suitable for inviting gods into the temple."

Inviting gods into the temple is to position the carved gods and hold a ceremony to invite gods, so that the worshipped gods know that there are His believers here and pray for him to protect peace.

"It's such an important thing to invite God into the temple. Do you think you can..." boss Li smiled. "I think hongliangshan God must be familiar with you. As soon as you invite him, he must be willing to enter the temple."

"This kind of thing pays attention to a sincere spirit. As long as you have integrity in your heart and accumulate kindness into virtue, even if you don't believe in God, the fortune in the universe will naturally help you good luck," Qi Yan said the truth. However, seeing boss Li like this, he obviously attaches great importance to this matter, so he nodded, "since you don't trust me, I'll go with you tomorrow."

"Thank you, that'll trouble you." boss Li was happy and wanted to say more words to Qi Yan. He turned around and saw that Cen fifth master was looking at himself faintly. He ran to his mouth and swallowed back, "master Qi and Qi, you are the little birthday star today, I won't disturb you. I'll contact you tomorrow."

"OK." Qi Yan looked at boss Li and hurriedly hid into the crowd. He looked back and smiled at Cen Baihe. "What have you done?" scared people like that.

"I didn't do anything," Cen Baihe shook Qi Yan's hand, "just looked at him."

"Pretending to be innocent again," Qi Yan stretched out his hand and pulled his face. Looking at the guests in the room, he suddenly said, "it's snowy outside. Let's make a snowman."

Tao Yiru just came over at this time. After hearing Qi Yan's words, she waved her hand and said, "go play, there's me here. Have a good time on your birthday."

"Thank you, mom." Qi Yan hugged Tao Yiru and dragged Cen Baihe out.

The snow scenery outside is very beautiful. Snowflakes the size of goose feather continue to fall from the sky. Qi Yan bent down to form a snow ball and pinched it into the shape of a rabbit. "When I came to the imperial capital in the first year, I saw snow in the sky, and the whole person wanted to lie down and roll in the ground."

It seldom snows in winter in Shanxi Province. Even if it snows, it is also in a relatively high place in the mountain. For example, it is difficult to see snow in Wang Township. The only thing you see most is sleet.

So in his first year in the imperial capital, when he saw the snow, he was very steamed stuffed bun. The students in the class also laughed at him. At a glance, they knew it was from the South or the southwest, because only the children in these two places were very poor and had never played with snow.

CEN Baihe squatted down, silently helped Qi Yan Tuan Xue, and soon got a big learning group.

"Bai He, you've become a grandpa," Qi Yan said with a smile, patting the snow on Cen Bai He's head. "I saw in my circle of friends that if a couple walked hand in hand in the snow until the snow fell all over their heads, they would be white headed."

"I don't know if I can get white head, but it's certain that I'll catch a cold," Cen Baihe saw his face red with cold. "Go back and drink a cold medicine and don't get sick."

"HMM." Qi Yan put his primary school group on Cen Baihe's snow group and picked a few leaves to make eyes and noses for the snowman.

"There seems to be something missing." Qi Yan thought, took off his scarf and put it on the snowman, and then took some photos of the snowman.

"Don't fool around," Cen Baihe saw his neck exposed and hurriedly took off his scarf and put it on Qi Yan. "It's not fun in such a cold day."

Qi Yan smiled and gave half of the scarf to Cen Baihe: "you're not used to it."

CEN Baihe looked at him smiling and couldn't say a word. He just silently put his frozen hand into his coat pocket.

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