"It's you!" Qin Feng looked up and recognized Liu Tingting. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

For this woman, Qin Feng also understands very well in his heart, but in this life, Qin Feng knows that he has no affection, does not step into the legendary realm, and does not promise easily.

Moreover, there is a big gap between him and Liu Tingting, Qin Feng is a feng shui warlock, and Liu Tingting is just an ordinary person, and this alone limits each other's future.

So Qin Feng restrained his feelings.

"Well, can you have dinner with me today?" Liu Tingting sat down and said pitifully.

"Okay!" Qin Feng was silent for a few seconds, and after thinking about it, it was just a meal, no big deal.

The afternoon passed slowly in the reading hall.

At the time of dinner.

Qin Feng took Liu Tingting and walked towards the outside of the school.

The most near the school are hotels and restaurants, of course, Qin Feng definitely did not go to the hotel.

I picked a restaurant that seemed to be okay, and it looked medium.

The two of them picked a private seat.

"Qin Feng, I like you!" sat down, and after a moment of silence, Liu Tingting suddenly spoke, and when she said a word, Qin Feng was dumbfounded on the spot.

Qin Feng is a dignified Feng Shui master, even if he is facing a monk in the late stage of Qi Questioning, he will not change color, but at this moment, Qin Feng is a little overwhelmed.

When the whole person heard this, he immediately felt like he was facing a great enemy, and his whole body tensed.

It took a few deep breaths before he came to his senses.

"Ahem...... That ......"

Qin Feng was a little embarrassed, he didn't expect Liu Tingting to say this.

"Let's ...... first"

At this time, the mobile phone in Qin Feng's pocket rang.

For Qin Feng, this ringtone is like a life-saving ringtone, and Qin Feng is grateful to the caller from the bottom of his heart at this moment.

"Hey, who's that?"

Qin Feng hurriedly connected the phone without even looking at it.

"Master Qin, it's me. ”

"Uncle Shang!" Qin Feng immediately heard who the owner of the voice was, it was Shang Hezheng's father who called.

"Master Qin, have you finished eating?"

"What's going on?"

"That's ......"

Qin Feng and Shang Chengjun chattered on the phone.

After seven or eight minutes, the call ended.

At this time, the atmosphere in the elegant seat was not as awkward as before.

The waiter has already served the dishes.

"Come, come, eat, eat. Qin Feng said with a smile.

"Hmm!" Liu Tingting nodded a little shyly, her impulsive confession just now was also the first time for Liu Tingting, after that time, now Liu Tingting no longer dares to mention that topic.

After finishing the meal, Qin Feng and Liu Tingting left the restaurant.

Liu Tingting went back to school.

Qin Feng, on the other hand, stopped a taxi and drove in the direction of Shang's house.

Sitting in the taxi, Qin Feng thought in his heart.

Shang Chengjun called just now, not on a whim to invite Qin Feng to dinner, but really looking for Qin Feng to have something.

On the phone, Qin Feng learned that Shang Chengjun got a rare book, a very special rare book, which has something to do with feng shui.

The concept of rare books was put forward in the Song Dynasty and refers to the fine works of engraved books.

Good means good, and the original connotation of "rare books" refers to those books with good academic and historical value in the school magazines and bindings in the ancient books.

To put it in layman's terms, Shang Chengjun has a book related to feng shui in his hand, and he wants to invite Qin Feng to come over and palm his eyes.

Originally, these things didn't have much attraction for Qin Feng.

But when Shang Chengjun said [The mountain is high and Mo locks the boat, stays upstairs, the oil head does not wash his hair, ten buckets of rice and seven buckets. When I was twenty words, I was immediately interested.

Soon, Qin Feng arrived at Shang Chengjun's house.

Follow Shang Chengjun into the study.

Shang Chengjun took out a wooden box from the bookshelf like a baby.

"Master Qin, this is this rare book, which was accidentally picked up by chance a few days ago, and has been identified by experts, and it is a thing of the Song Dynasty. ”

Shang Chengjun carefully took out an ancient book from the wooden box, which was the rare book of feng shui in his mouth.

Qin Feng took over.

His expression became solemn.

Because, the moment the wooden box was opened, Qin Feng felt a faint fluctuation in aura.

"Feng Shui Codex!"

Qin Feng knew what it was at once.

This ancient feng shui book is a feng shui monk's mental codex, and the straightforward point is the experience.

"Sure enough, it was as expected. ”

Qin Feng thought in his heart and opened the ancient book.

On the first page, the purpose is the twenty words that Shang Chengjun said on the phone before: [The mountain is high and Mo locks the boat, stays upstairs, does not wash his hair, ten buckets of rice and seven buckets. 】

"Master Qin, what do these twenty mean? Also, does Master Qin know whose work this ancient book is?"

Shang Chengjun asked.

These 20 words have a special meaning. Qin Feng pondered for a few seconds and said in a low voice.

"What does it mean? It seems to be a hexagram. ”

"That's right, this is a hexagram, this is a feng shui senior's hexagram......"

Qin Feng closed the ancient book, and did not look at the content behind the ancient book, but began to talk slowly.

The story happened to a merchant in the Song Dynasty, who wanted to sell a batch of silk to a different place by water.

The merchant saw a feng shui gentleman at the door of a restaurant, who was quite immortal, and his heart moved, and he wanted to ask the gentleman to see if the trip was going well or not and whether he could make a profit.

The gentleman glanced at the merchant, asked him what route he had chosen, pondered for a moment, took out a piece of paper, and wrote four sentences:

The mountain is high and Mo locks the boat, stays upstairs, does not wash the hair, and seven buckets of ten buckets of rice.

The merchant looked at it for a while, and seemed to understand the meaning, so he asked the gentleman to make it clear.

The gentleman said with a smile: "This is a heavenly opportunity, it doesn't work, and it depends on self-realization." ”

The merchant paid the hexagram money, watched the gentleman go away, and then pondered the meaning of the last two sentences, so he folded the paper and put it in his pocket.

The next day, the merchants burned incense and worshiped the water gods and ancestors, and the big ship set sail with silk.

A few days ago, the wind was calm, and the businessman was in a good mood, he could eat and drink, but from time to time he thought of his young and beautiful wife at home.

On this sunny day, the merchant stood on the bow of the boat, admiring the beautiful scenery on both sides, the river in front of him was bent, and he was blocked in front of a big mountain to turn around, and at the bottom of the mountain was a wharf, and the merchant had been here many times before, stopping the boat to go ashore and buy some food utensils.

As usual, the merchant wanted to call the boatman to stop the boat, but suddenly a strong wind hung on the river, and some small boats were blown by the wind and were about to overturn, and could not move forward, so some large and small boats docked at the dock one after another.

The shipwright beckoned the boatman to stop the ship and take shelter for a while, and the merchant raised his eyes to look at the mountain in front of him, which was abrupt and majestic, giving people a sense of oppression.