The door of Wang Zixuan's house was not opened, but the door next door was opened.

"Mr. Huang?"

"Master Wang?"

Wang Zixuan and Mr. Huang were both surprised.

"Is there something urgent at such a late hour?" Wang Zixuan asked.

"It's something, Master Wang, why aren't you at home?" Mr. Huang wondered.

"What's the matter with Mr. Huang?" Wang Zixuan said unhappily.

In his previous life, Wang Zixuan wandered through flowers, and he did a lot of cheating things, he felt unsafe, so he climbed from the balcony to the balcony of the Kowloon Feng Shui Hall on the seventh floor.

"There was a sock that fell off...... Mr. Huang said.

"Just a sock?" Wang Zixuan frowned.

"Uh......" smashed the door in the middle of the night for a sock? Mr. Huang also felt that the reason was too far-fetched and couldn't help but be embarrassed.

Wang Zixuan raised his hand and pinched his fingers to find the root, and looked at Mr. Huang expressionlessly, he had a clear conscience, his eyes were clear and deep, and Mr. Huang was even more embarrassed.

"Come in and sit!" Wang Zixuan entered the door.

Mr. Huang followed Wang Zixuan into the shop of Kowloon Feng Shui Hall and looked around.

A couplet on the wall of the living room: natural landscapes and good feng shui, heaven and earth are good and cloudy;

"Master Wang's couplet is well written. Mr. Huang said politely.

The two sat down, Wang Zixuan picked up the teapot and poured a cup of tea for Mr. Huang, and said indifferently: "What's so good?

Mr. Huang choked.

Wang Zixuan said quietly: "Nature should be unpredictable in response to the changes of heaven and earth, mountains and rivers rotate by the natural changes of heaven and earth, and the merits of cultivators have successfully ascended to the clouds." ”

Mr. Huang suddenly asked, "Do you have anything with my wife?!"

Wang Zixuan glanced at him sympathetically: "What do I say, will you believe it now? The so-called suspicious ghosts, what you think is what you are, but then again, if you don't hurt your wife, don't blame others for hurting for you! What is it, can you stop her, or can you stop me? There are countless men in the world who are stronger than you, how many can you stop? So you don't have to be suspicious, you can't stand it, just leave!"

"You, you really ?!......" Mr. Huang stood up, his fists clenched, and glared at Wang Zixuan.

Wang Zixuan looked at him coldly: "You don't deserve to ask!"

"I'm her man, why shouldn't I deserve it!" Although Mr. Huang was tough, his momentum weakened.

Wang Zixuan said calmly: "Because at the beginning, you kept tolerating everything about her, without complaint or regret, and published a declaration of love in the newspaper: 'Time will prove everything', the mountain alliance and the sea oath, an empty word?

Mr. Huang thought for a moment and lowered his head in shame.

He sat down with a wry smile: "Master Wang, give me a life, where will Ah Zhen and I go in the future?"

Mr. Huang's career is not going well now, otherwise he would not be suspicious of a beautiful wife like Zhao Yazhen, because he has no confidence, no confidence, and no certainty, the house is bought by Zhao Yazhen with money, in the eyes of others, he is probably just a crappy actor who eats soft rice.

Wang Zixuan was noncommittal, turned his fingertips and appeared a pagoda incense, flicked his fingers to light a flame, and inserted it on the top of the inverted incense burner on the table.

Tower incense is generally made of incense powder poured into molds, because its shape is like a tower, so it gets its name.

This inverted incense burner was just sent by Venerable Zheng Hui today, and it is very elegant, a bhikshuni in a pink robe sits cross-legged on an arched bridge and meditates, the smoke flowing down like water, and the light smoke curls down, full of artistic conception.

When you look closely into the fog, you will faintly see eight traditional Chinese characters "do not live in phase, such as not moving".

When General Su Yan became Chief of the General Staff of the Burmese Armed Forces, an entire mountain of his ancestral home was given to Gen Zheng Hui as her bhikshuni ashram on the condition that his family's old house be designated as a forbidden place, and this relapsed incense burner was a thank you of Venerable Zheng Hui, a high-grade ritual vessel that she had made herself to facilitate meditation, and many of her homemade pagoda incense.

Mr. Huang was amazed, and Wang Zixuan said indifferently:

"No matter how close people are, they also need to maintain appropriate boundaries and respect their respective modes of life, suspicious people generally lack a sense of security in their hearts, because they care, so they are more afraid of losing, so they are always worried about imaginary betrayal and abandonment, and they will continue to deepen their suspicions, once the pressure reaches a limit, they will fall apart, and even their wives will be separated, and their families will be ruined, are these what you want?"

"Alas, Master Wang has a lot of them, please bear with me. Mr. Huang said ashamedly.

"Jealousy, finally sobered up, generally speaking, you have good fortune in this life, but your financial luck is not good, and Sister Zhen has both fame and fortune, and your husband and wife just complement each other. Wang Zixuan smiled slightly.

Mr. Huang was overjoyed, and clenched his fists and arched his hands: "Thank you, Master Wang, how can you boost your luck?"

Wang Zixuan glanced at him and said, "There will be gains and losses, don't ask for more." Don't endure hardships and hardships, it's hard to be a master, and use your mind in the right place. ”

"Thanks for the pointers, I won't bother. Mr. Huang said dejectedly.

Wang Zixuan looked at him quippedly: "Can you still go back?"

Mr. Huang smiled bitterly: "I'll go to a friend's house for one night." ”

Wang Zixuan waved his hand: "I asked the takeaway to deliver two dishes, Mr. Shao gave me a box of five-star Moutai, let's have a drink, women are like this, and when the air disappears, the dark clouds in the sky will disperse." ”

"Hehe......" Mr. Huang grinned bitterly, Master Wang was really free and easy.

In many restaurants in Xiangjiang day and night, the food is delivered quickly, one bottle of Moutai goes down, Mr. Huang has a big tongue, and two bottles go down to the world, this 53-degree Moutai has great stamina.

The next morning, Mr. Huang, who had a dry mouth, woke up and found him sleeping in his own bed, and Zhao Yazhen's pajamas next to him were half-disassembled, and his posture was sultry.

"How did I get back?" Mr. Huang sat up and rubbed his head, his mind blank.

Zhao Yazhen heard the sound, opened her eyes, and saw her wake up, Mr. Huang asked, "How did I come back last night?"

"What do you say! I finally helped you back, and vomited all over the hallway. Zhao Yazhen said angrily with a flushed face.

"Ah Zhen, I was wrong!" Mr. Huang stretched out his hand to hug him apologetically.

Zhao Yazhen pushed him away and said, "Don't touch me! I'll take a shower...... You are full of alcohol, you can't drink it, but you drink so much, wait for me to make some sobering soup, you go downstairs and send it to Ah Xuan!"

"Oh......" Mr. Huang smiled wryly, seeing that Zhao Yazhen walked in a strange posture, he was too heavy last night and might have broken his foot?

At this time, Wang Zixuan was lying on his back on the sofa downstairs and falling asleep.

There are six black cars parked downstairs in the Beverly Garden Community, and a group of people get out of the cars.

The middle-aged man in the beige trench coat looked up at the seventh floor, his eyes were dark and shining, and his sharp gaze seemed to pierce something.

His eyes were sharp and introverted, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised: "Wang Zixuan?" I want to talk about "I am really a feng shui master" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~