Chapter Thirty-Eight: A Peerless Master

"I'm sorry, Miss Lin! Da Zhuang has never had a girlfriend, and he doesn't know how to get along with girls! But his heart is not bad, I can guarantee that. "My friend's butt can only be wiped for him.

Lin Tong's pretty face, which was originally flushed, gradually regained its fair color, but he couldn't help but glance at Mo Yian.

"Things gather by like, and people are grouped. You think so, right?"

"Well, what do you want?" Mo Yi scratched his head, a little puzzled. "Ah...... I didn't! I am a serious person, a cultural person, and a reader. I would never dare to think so!"

"Hmph~ You know what I'm talking about, you just say no?" Lin Tong asked tightly, and then laughed. "Still, I do!"

Mo Yi was annoyed and suddenly speechless. "Miss Lin, this kind of joke can't be made! they are all good young people, and they still have to find a partner~"

"Hehe~ Then you take care of your friends. The next time I say something like this bastard, I'll just tear his mouth apart and bury him here!"

"Understood. I'll warn him well! If not, I'll fire him!"

"That's your business! Lin Tong pointed to the platform in front of him. "This mountain was originally my family's, and my grandfather took a fancy to the feng shui here and bought it. It is said that the mountains can be seen from afar, the water can be played near, the wind comes from the holes, and the boulders are flat. Perfect for burial here after death. ”

Mo Yifu got up and took a turn, took a closer look, and found that there were indeed mountains and rivers as she said, and the wind was not small.

"It's just that later the government planned the land and requisitioned here. Now, there is nowhere to put my grandfather's grave! What do you think you can do?"

"Ah, there should be compensation for government expropriation, right? It should be enough to buy a cemetery!"

Lin Tong frowned: "Do you think my family is short of money? Even Grandpa's early death may have something to do with it. ”

"Miss Lin, your grandfather's death was a little ghost, and he was a little greedy. As for the career you mentioned, it shouldn't have much to do with it, right?"

"Why not? My cousins aren't good people. What should I do if it really comes?"

Mo Yifu suddenly felt a pain in his brain, what is this, rich people spend their time thinking about these every day?

"Miss Lin, what are you going to do now? You can't buy this place back, how much does it cost?"

"Hmm~ Money is not a problem. It's just more troublesome. But I've come up with a different solution. You can help me find a new piece of feng shui treasure!"

Mo Yifu stood up, looked at Lin Tong, who was talking seriously, and couldn't help but get upright.

"Miss Lin, I can only do simple ghost hunting. Look at Feng Shui, I won't!"

"I don't think it's going to be difficult. It's all about your supernatural circle!"

"Hehe~ You're stumped on me. I've just entered the industry, and I haven't officially entered the circle yet. Do you know anyone? Tell me about it? I can get to know those great immortals!"

Talking about this, the day is also open.

Lin Tong stood up and clapped his hands.

The bodyguards came when they heard the sound, and everyone was followed by a person, either in fluttering clothes or hair, all with a trace of immortal aura that does not eat fireworks in the world. Except for the little fat man behind the bald man.

was saying something with an aggrieved face, but the bald man ignored him. When he saw Mo Yian, he poured out the sadness on his face.

"Annoying, I searched for a long time, and I was about to get lost, and I couldn't find a toilet. The task you gave was not completed, did you deduct your salary?

"Be serious. I will now officially inform you of one thing, you are not allowed to make pornography in front of Miss Lin in the future, otherwise, I will fire you directly! Not a joke, remember?"

Da Zhuang opened his mouth, and was about to ask the reason, but when he saw Mo Yiyi blinking at him quickly, he choked those questions back into his stomach.

"Okay, you're the boss. Remember to add chicken legs at night!"

The two of them colluded, pretending to be serious, and honestly stood beside Lin Tong, watching those fairy-like masters slowly approach.

Some people walked and looked at the mouth and chattered, some people pinched their fingers and twisted their fingers, some people fiddled with the compass, and some sang praises in their mouths, and people of all colors gathered on this small platform, with the courage to guide the country, only hated that this piece of feng shui was too small to fully display their respective skills.

The two of them were as embarrassed as if they went to the village farmers' market to buy eggs and forgot to bring money, so they had to put their hands in their trouser pockets and rub and rummage vigorously, as long as they could find a decent object, they could also take it out at this time and show it in front of the masters, proving that they were not tourists who came for sightseeing or passers-by who went to the grave.

Da Zhuang was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, Mo Yi was so anxious that he was like a poor ant who couldn't drag back the nest even if he dragged a grain of rice and couldn't drag it back to the nest with all his strength, and there were a few ants squatting next to him who were eyeing each other. In such a hurry, beads of sweat the size of soybeans slowly gathered on the foreheads of the two, and a gust of wind blew, and the beads of sweat flew out at once.

It happened to blow into the eyes of a master with a compass in his hand, and the salty taste confused his eyes, so he could only open one eye and close one eye, like a funny clown, making people want to laugh, but no one laughed. The compass in his hand lost his balance and flipped out on its side.

Because the height of the compass is more prominent, after the compass is turned out, it happens to hit the hand of the master who is pinching his fingers, and after the pain, he still insists on pinching his fingers and calculating, and he is not willing to rub it, but he just shakes it desperately.

It may be that the movement is a little big, and the general is thrown into the face of the master who is chanting and singing.

Syllable...... Syllable......

The scene finally fell silent, Lin Tong was very surprised, and Mo Yifu and Da Zhuang were also shocked and incoherent.

"Masters, are you alright?"

"Miss Lin, I'll be fine!"

"It's okay, Miss Lin!"

"Hehe~ Little things!"

Mo Yifu was about to apologize, but Da Zhuang bravely stood up and took on such a trivial matter as apologizing for his boss.

"Masters, I'm sorry! It's too hot just now, are you hot? I'm dying!"

Masters are naturally personable, and they will not bother with such small people because of such trivial matters.

"Miss Lin, these two young people with round bodies, are you also invited to see Feng Shui?" the compass master took the lead in raising his own questions, and also represented the thoughts of most masters.

Because they didn't feel the aura of a master from Mo Yifu's two people.

When Da Zhuang was about to continue to relieve the siege, Mo Yifu stopped him behind him and signaled him not to speak again, so as to be careful of offending the masters, and he could not successfully enter the supernatural god circle.

"Masters, my name is Mo Yifu, I'm just here to learn, I don't know Feng Shui! I hope you masters, don't blame! Being able to appreciate the master's demeanor is my biggest gain this time!"

Then he turned his head and threw a wink at Lin Tong.

It tastes different.