Chapter 113

Sucoco is in a good mood and the efficiency of reading has been improved.

Now she has read all the textbooks of junior high school, but she can't just read them. Junior high school textbooks are one level more difficult than primary school textbooks, and many problems need to be consolidated.

I thought this weekend would be spent reading and studying like this, but Su coco received another call in the afternoon.

After seeing the caller ID, sukeo was a little surprised.

She answers the phone, "Qian Junze?"

"It's me." There came the gentle voice of the man, "you seem surprised?"

"A little bit, because it's the first time you've called me, it's all texting before."

Qian Junze sneered, "because I was not familiar before, I'm afraid I'm not used to calling you. But after a few conversations, I think we should be a little familiar. "

Sucoco thought carefully, "well, you can rank in the top ten in my address book. You are familiar with it."

People there could not help chuckling and saying, "well, I'm honored to be in the top ten of your address book."

"By the way, Qian Junze, the geomancy book you recommended to me, I read it. Master Yin wrote it well and it helped me a lot."

"You think it's good to be useful, but some of his ideas are good to see, and not all of them can be believed."

"Well, that's right."

"Miss Su, I'll call you today, but I have something to ask you for help."

Sukoko could not help interrupting, "just call me Daiming, just like I call you Daiming."

"OK, sukoko. It's like this. A friend of mine has been sleeping restlessly recently. He has many dreams at night. All he dreams about are strange things, and they keep going over and over again. I suspect that there is something wrong with his geomancy or something he shouldn't touch. But you know, I only know a little about Fengshui... "

Five minutes later, she packed her backpack and took a taxi to Qian Junze's friend's house.

There is another bill. Maybe she will pay in soon. She won't be reluctant to take a taxi or anything.

As soon as Su coco got out of the car, he saw the man standing at the gate of the community. He was wearing a light coffee leisure pants, a pure white blouse, a cool short hair and a handsome face, which made the curve on his face more gentle.

Qian Junze came with a smile. "Here you are."

"Have you waited a long time?" Sukoko said apologetically, "there are some traffic jams on the road. I knew I would take the subway."

"No, I just came."

Qian Junze's friend, Wen Hao, works in an archaeological research institute. When Su coco saw him, he was wearing two panda eyes, his hair was fluffy and untidy, and his spirit was very bad. People in their twenties looked like they were in their thirties.

"No, Junze, this is the feng shui master you found? Children, have you graduated from junior high school? "

Qian Junze said: "it's a classic saying of our ancestors. One can't look like a man, and the sea water can't be measured.". When did you like to judge people by their looks? "

"But she looks really Come on, I believe you. You don't have a bad eye. Come in, I know you're coming. I cleaned up my pig house this morning

Sukoko chuckled.

She saw that the man didn't like to clean up.

"Come on, little sister This little master, can you show me if there is any problem with the geomancy in my house? "

Sucoco looked around for a week, "there are more sundries in the living room and kitchen, which will affect the circulation of Qi, and I will not be happy after a long time."

Wen Hao doesn't care: "that's it? I know that myself. "

Su coco looked up at the top of the porch and frowned, "why do you want to make a mirror here?"

It can't be said that it's a mirror. It's just a smooth panel made of alloy. It's a bit like ancient bronze mirror. When people look up, they can see their own reflection.

Wen Hao also looked up and said, "Oh, well, the decorator said it's good-looking, and it can also increase the three-dimensional sense of space, although I think he just wanted me to spend more on the decoration."

Sukoko's face swelled with anger: "nonsense! Even if you increase the sense of space, it's not the way to increase it. "

Wen Hao was startled by the sudden rising voice of sucho.

Su coco said grimacing: "the ceiling of the living room and the top of the porch can't put mirrors. When you enter the door and look up, you can see your reflection. You will feel that everything is upside down. When you put mirrors on the ceiling, the people in the mirrors consume air and money, which is not good for your health. Both of them are taboos."

Wen Hao looked at his little sister's serious face, then at Qian Junze, who was smiling but not talking, and said in a low voice, "you really found me a little magic stick."

"I think you'd better take her words seriously. You don't lose anything anyway." Said Qian Junze.

Wenhao nodded, "OK, I'll let someone take the top thing away."

"If you are in trouble, you can paste the mirror directly with paper." Sukoko said.

"OK, but these are all small problems. Little master, can we solve the main problems first?"Sukoko took a look at him. "I need to go to your bedroom."

"Just look - wait! It seems that my quilt hasn't been folded yet. I'll be ready in a minute! " Wenhao rushed into the bedroom and went to pack up.

Qian Junze smiled faintly and said to sucoco, "although he is sloppy, he is a good man."

Sucoco murmured, "how can he be so untidy when he is a friend of a clean man like you?"

"Little master, I can hear it all --" Wen Hao in the bedroom said in a loud voice, and soon he came out.

The quilt or something, just wrap it up, it's very fast.

Then he raised his hand and put it directly on Qian Junze's shoulder. He looked like two brothers and said happily, "why can't a slovenly be a friend with a clean man? You see, does he dislike me? "

Qian Junze shook his head slightly. "Don't talk about it. Tell her about it."

Su coco looks at Wen Hao's bedroom and listens to him sigh: "I don't know from which day on, I can't sleep well at night. I always hear some screams in my ear. When I open my eyes, the sound will disappear. But when I fall asleep, the sound will come back again. Sometimes I have some strange dreams. The picture I dream of is vague, with a lot of blood, a lot of very Blood... "

"Little master, do you think I have run into evil?" Wen Hao asked.

However, just after he asked himself, "I'm a firm materialist, and I can't believe that."

Instead of answering his question, sucho pointed to the small TV in the bedroom. "Isn't there a TV in the living room? Why is there another one here?"

I don't think there's a TV in her hut. It's too luxurious.

"Because I like to watch TV in bed, which is more comfortable, so I bought a small TV."

"If you can, remove the TV or cover it up with a cloth before you go to bed," said sucho

Wenhao wondered, "why?"

Sukoko stood in front of the TV and looked at the reflection inside. "Don't you think the TV is like a mirror?"

Looking at the bed in the mirror is a big taboo of Fengshui.