Zhao Banxian picked up the rice and suddenly interjected.

What did he mean when I asked him?

Zhao Banxian put the lunch box on the table and asked rhetorically: "Have you ever seen someone else, on the opposite side of the bed or door, putting a mirror?" ”

I thought about it and said no.

Whether I used to visit my neighbor's house when I was a kid, and still now, I really haven't seen anyone in their home with the mirror facing the bed or the mirror pointing at the door.

Thinking about it this way, it's really strange, why doesn't anyone put it like that?

Zhao Banxian said: "Because our China is an ancient country that talks about feng shui, the mirror is a very important layout means in our feng shui, and it is the most important weapon to change the pattern, but the mirror itself is a very evil thing, aiming at the bed where people sleep, and the door, which will affect feng shui, gather yin qi, and affect the home, which is the most taboo thing." ”

Zhao Banxian said: You may not understand the content of Feng Shui, and then explain it to you more simply, people sleep at night, if they sleep in the mirror, they are clamped in the head, and they look at themselves in the bed through the mirror in the middle of the night, don't panic? It will be very uncomfortable, scared to the soul, hurt the original spirit, and damage your yang energy.

"Amazing, it's really a master!" Li Siliang was immediately convinced, and immediately slapped the table and said: "That old fairy, I will change the mirror immediately when I go back!"

Zhao Banxian shook his head again and asked Li Siliang: Do you have a layout map of your house?

Li Siliang reacted that he had really met a master who looked at feng shui, and hurriedly said no, but he could draw it.

Li Siliang was in the store and asked us to take white paper and pens, and drew a sketch on the table.

Zhao Banxian took the picture and looked at it, put on reading glasses and looked at it carefully, and sighed again and again: "This building, the layout was designed by yourself, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, contemptible people are doing weddings, now young people pursue personalization, many young people's weddings require us to design with their hearts, I like DIY because of professional habits, my own home, how boring is it to hand over to others to design? I built a house three years ago and designed a style that I liked. He asked Zhao Banxian, what's the problem?

"It's a big problem."

Zhao Banxian pointed to the sketch and said: Look at this window, how can it communicate with the door? In this feng shui, the door can't be pointed at the mirror, and the door can't be pointed at the window, you think - as soon as this feng shui comes in from the door, it immediately runs out of the window, you can't gather wealth, you can't store feng shui, everything flows away as soon as you come in, and it's empty! In general, your pattern is a gathering of ten directions! ”

"Ten directions? So much, huh? Li Siliang trembled: Old immortal, what is there to say.

Zhao Banxian gestured at the sketch.

On the sketch of the room, he drew two intersecting lines, a "ten", with the bed connected to the mirror and the door connected to the window.

"Do you understand? Bed, environment, door, window, is one of the most important points of home feng shui, all for you to put this kind of virtue, door to window vent feng shui, bed to mirror to attract evil, one go and one stay, the two routes converge into a cross in the room, this house does not attract dirty things, it is a strange thing. Zhao Banxian stroked his white beard, looking like a fairy wind bone.

When I saw this, I felt that it was Zhao Banxian's turn to perform, and it was rare to have a guest who looked at feng shui.

He usually cowards, and when it comes to the scope of his professional knowledge, he is a respected feng shui master, and he is full of appearance.

Li Siliang hurriedly said in a panic: "Master, didn't I hurt my son!" How to change this Feng Shui?

"Pay first! Look at feng shui and have feng shui money, get tattoos and tattoo money, let's pay separately. Zhao Banxian came to the cashier at the door and said: You come here, register to make an appointment for a time slot, Ming'er, I have to go to you to have a look, I estimate that your son lives in that kind of environment, coupled with the mental pressure of studying, he will hit the evil spirit.

"Thank you! Thank you! ”

Li Siliang was very convinced, and obediently paid a deposit of 5,000, saying that Zhao Banxian must take a look at it early tomorrow morning.

Then, Li Siliang continued: "Please save my son, I am such a son, especially recently, he has become more and more strange recently. ”

I was curious and asked what the trick was.

Li Siliang said: Now I often rub my face against the glass, on the mirror, and want to squeeze my eyes in, every time I ask him why he is looking at the glass, he says that it is very strange and gloomy and says to me, because ordinary people, he can't read glass....... Do you know what effect glass has on people's vision? ”

I was instantly struck by lightning, and said in surprise: Then Boss Li, you were imitating your son just now?

"Yes, yes, I've been wondering what he's thinking, I'm studying what he meant." Li Siliang said.

I sighed.

It's really pitiful for the hearts of parents all over the world, this Li Siliang is also crazy, demonic, and has been thinking about what his son is thinking, walking on the road, seeing the glass, he got up, learning from his son's appearance, trying to understand his heart, and he is not afraid of being regarded as an idiot.

I asked him: Have you seen a doctor?

"I've seen it, and the doctor introduced me to you." Boss Li said.

I stiffened a little, could it be that it was introduced by the psychiatrist Mo Xiaoxi?

"Bosses, do you have a solution to my son's problem?" Boss Li asked me.

Miao Qianqian interjected at this time, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, we open the door to do business, and we are still doing a shady business, we have taken care of your son's problems, there is basically no problem, let's talk about labor fees first." ”

Zhao Banxian also handed over a form next to him.

We can't be the same as before, now we have made a standardized appointment, and there will be a few guests who will do tattoos tomorrow morning, and they are basically more idle in the afternoon, and they have made an appointment at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.

"100,000, if you take care of my son's business, I'll give 100,000." Boss Li picked up the teacup and took a sip lightly.

My hands are shaking, this is a double in price, or a triple.

Without the shiver of the broken shop, with such a big field to support the pomp, the labor cost has also risen, and people naturally want to look at us a few times.

"Boss Cheng, how about this price?" Boss Li asked me lightly.

I nodded and said: There is no problem with this price, it is quite suitable, Boss Li, tomorrow at three o'clock, we will take a look.

We sent off the very anxious Boss Li, and when he left, his tense expression was obviously relieved, and he disappeared into the dark night in a hurry.

Early the next morning, it was the third day of our store.

There are several fewer people, early in the morning to receive four guests, and a customer does not come, we make an appointment call, the other side said that there is something temporary, can not come, the result of ten o'clock in the morning, to do three tattoos, and then busy with the day's business.

It's really like what Miao Qianqian said, it's a wave.

The opening of the new store, these customers, are looking at the momentum of our opening day, and after this wave of attraction, there will be no one, basically are wait-and-see, after all, the price is there, after all, spend so many times the money to tattoo a tattoo, no one is a big money.

In the afternoon, a few of us sat in the store blowing the air conditioner, drinking tea, chatting and fartizing.

Next to him, An Qingzheng quietly continued to learn tattoos, and after three o'clock, several of us got in the car and went to Li Siliang's house.

Keep An Qingzheng here to guard the store, lest any guests come, and there are no tattoo artists in the store.

More than ten minutes later, in front of a three-story building on the outskirts.

"Ahh It's Boss Cheng, please come in, please come in! ”

Li Siliang warmly welcomed me into the house.

As soon as we sat down on the sofa, Li Siliang's wife hurriedly took a saucer and brought a few cups of good hot tea in front of her hands. The respectful and expectant attitude of the couple made me realize that his son was in a very bad condition.

I saved the senseless greetings and asked directly: "What about Boss Li, Li Bin, or in his room?"

Li Bin is the name of Li Siliang's son, this name has placed great expectations on Li Siliang, both civil and military, and is now in the third year of junior high school.

"Well, it's in the room."

Li Siliang's wife was like a mother-in-law who lowered the price in the vegetable market, and yelled in a loud voice very anxiously, "It's like falling into an evil spirit, and I don't go to school, so I shrink in my room in a daze all day long, saying something we don't understand, inexplicable things, desperately putting his face on the mirror, leaning on the window, as if he wants the whole person to squeeze in, saying that he wants to stare at it, otherwise he will run out, and he doesn't want to die.... How can he go on like this, his father and I are really sad. ”

I was also stunned for a moment and said, "Don't worry, let's take a look at the situation, rebellious children, we need to communicate." ”

A few of us opened the door to the room.

I saw Li Bin, with a haggard face, dark eyes, and a skinny person, as if he had been drained of his energy, which was far from the sunny boy I saw in the photo.

As soon as a few of us entered the door, Li Bin burst into a strange and eerie laugh in vain: hehehehehehehehehaha!

When I heard this laughter, I was startled, what kind of trouble is this?

Suddenly turned his head to look at Li Bin's face, he sat on a chair in a darkly lit room, his face buried in the gloomy dark clouds, and sang a strange immature nursery rhyme:

One-one-two, two-four-eight, turn back and become a wooden man.

One does not move, two does not smile, and three does not show his front teeth.

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