"What, you're Lezheng Shangbin?" I pointed at the man and shouted.

He nodded slightly, not uttering anything.

Even though I know that he is my past life, I don't have to look like this, right?

"Then why can you have your doppelganger in my body, and aren't you dead?"

"Do you believe that human beings can escape from samsara and live forever?" He suddenly felt a gloomy sadness, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

"What do you mean? You mean you're immortal? "I was immediately intrigued by his question.

"Maybe you'll understand later." As he spoke, he smiled again, and all of a sudden darkness enveloped him again.

"What's wrong with you?" Slowly, I felt as if I heard someone else calling.

When I became conscious, I realized that I had fallen to the ground at some point, and the old woman and Liu Jing were calling me anxiously.

"Why did you faint while standing?" When they saw me wake up, they both breathed a sigh of relief.

"I guess I'm too tired, and my legs are weak after walking for so long." I found a very low-level lie to deal with.

Of course, Liu Jing didn't believe it, but she didn't continue to ask, just helped me up.

"Is there really something wrong with this room, you're dizzy." Liu Jing attached herself to my ear and whispered.

Khan, wouldn't she be thrilled if she knew that I saw Le Zheng Sangbin. Let's not sue her yet.

Looking at the room again, although it was the same as before he fainted, a closer look revealed many clues. First of all, it is not suitable to place a mirror in the bedroom, especially in front of the bed, many people are easy to scare themselves when they get up in the morning after setting a mirror in front of the bed, which has a bad impact on physical and mental health. And the old man's bed is facing the mirror, which is a big taboo. And the head of her bed is facing the door, but in her mind, there is an unintentional conclusion that the head of the room is not facing the door in feng shui, which is called "door chong" in feng shui, which makes people feel uneasy and is extremely prone to nightmares.

I rolled up my sleeves and moved the mirror to one side, and then I finally changed the head of the bed with great difficulty. Then he put the teaching against the wall, so that the head of the bed needs to be against the wall, so that he feels that he has a "backer"

Whew, I'm tired. I couldn't help but wipe the sweat that was already covered on my head.

Did I really learn the art of embarrassment? So I looked around as much as I could to see if there was anything unreasonable.

"Don't you know how to read Feng Shui?" Liu Jing asked curiously, and her eyes couldn't help but look at me.

I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Just mess around a few times and see if it works." "In my fiddling around, it wasn't a big deal. And the filth in the house turned out to be a little less.

Unable to find the reason, I ran to the door, looked inside, and suddenly found a fatal flaw: rushing.

In the traditional Chinese concept of feng shui, the kitchen stove is a place to cook food and nourish life, so it should not be too exposed, especially not suitable to be brought in by the door, otherwise the home will be more loss, which is just like the ancient book said: open the door to the stove, wealth and livestock are consumed.

The kitchen stove is a place where the fire is lit and the food is very hot, so it should not be directly opposite the door, otherwise it will be unfavorable to the people in the room, and there will be disasters and vomiting blood. But because this house is an ancient pattern, there is no door, which makes the house have a fierce feng shui.

What can I do? If you want to change this pattern, you may need to spend a lot of effort on the pre-renovation of the house.

This can't help but make me sigh at the tenacity of the old man's vitality, and he can survive in this room for most of his life. In such a fierce house, if the small impact is that the family is sick, the career is not smooth, and the big impact will be struck by lightning, and the family will be ruined in an instant.

Just as I was thinking about how to solve this game, I suddenly saw a screen inside the house. I wonder if it's useful to use a screen to resist?

Forget it, a dead horse is a live horse doctor, let's give it a try.

Then, I pulled the screen from the clutter pile over and blocked it between the bedroom and the kitchen.

Gradually, I suddenly found that most of the filth in the house was gone, and only some remaining filth was left floating in the room.

Looks like I've really learned the art of empathy. In the future, I will be a feng shui master, where I need to be covered by the old businessman. Receiving such a precious gift, I couldn't help but suddenly feel a great increase in Le Zheng Shangbin's favorability. "Why do I feel like you're a different person?" Liu Jing saw that the veins of the house were so clear when she saw that I was really tired, and couldn't help asking.

"Is there one? I'm still me. "Khan, I said that I would be able to do it when I sleeped, and she would believe it?

"Are you already good at it, when you first came in, Jing although the room was tidy and tidy. But there was an aura that made people panic. And now, under your so-called casual inversion, I actually feel that this feeling is seven or eight points less, and the air flow is smoother. The room also makes people feel warm. Liu Jing Erzhang was puzzled, and looked at me even more curiously.

I stuck out my tongue, stretched out my hands and waved: "The old man Jiren has her own celestial phenomena, maybe the heavens can't bear to bully her, so I let me come to a crooked beating." ”

Ignore Liu Jing's questioning. I continued to look inside the room. After all, the feng shui problem has not been completely solved. It's better for good people to do it to the end. I remember that the old merchant once said: "If it is not the internal layout of the house, then there is a problem with the location of the house." ”

Could it be that the lot of this house is really that kind of dry and sleepy place?

Just as I was about to go out to take another look, the old woman stopped me: "Lord Lezheng, don't be in a hurry for this moment. You must be getting old, or we should have a meal first and continue to study this house. Without waiting for me to make any reply, he went back to the kitchen to cook.

I was too embarrassed to say anything, so I sat down at the table and waited for my meal.

And Liu Jing also sat down across from me.

"You said that this old man is really tenacious, and he has lived alone in such a fierce house for so long." I was the first to open the switch.

"It's really not easy, and I must have suffered a lot." Liu Jing showed a look of regret.

"Now that the feng shui of this room is just right, the airflow is smooth, as long as the last bit of problem is dealt with, then she should be able to enjoy her old age here." I glanced at the old woman and said comfortingly.

"What's the problem?" Liu Jing looked puzzled.

"I don't know why, although the internal feng shui is no longer different at the moment, there are still some filthy qi wafting away, which is estimated to be a problem of regional feng shui."

"Although I don't know much about feng shui, I remember that my husband once told me that feng shui for regional issues has the most impact on the quality of a house, and the impact should be great." As she spoke, she looked at me with curiosity.

Isn't it a question of geography, but what is the problem?

Just as I couldn't figure it out. The old woman also carried a plate of dishes on the table.

"Lord Lezheng, you said thousands of years ago that you might come to help me deal with these problems today, but I didn't expect you to come as promised. You see, I made some delicious food. As he spoke, the old man helped us pick up the meal.

Promised thousands of years ago? Dare to be happy, and I will come here today? is so clever, and sure enough, he is a very good onmyoji.

While eating, I greeted and warmed up. And the food was devoured by me......

At this moment, the moon is high and brighter against the background of many dark clouds.

The old woman was already asleep. And Liu Jing and I sat outside the door, observing the night scene here.

"Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty, and your temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly returned to my hometown, and I was dressing up in the small window. There are no words for each other, only a thousand tears. It is expected that the intestines will be broken every year, the bright moon night, and the short Matsuoka. Just when we were silent, Liu Jing sang sadly.

This is the Northern Song Dynasty poet Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi Yimao First Month Twentieth Night Dream". A eulogy written in order to mourn his original wife Wang Fu expresses endless grief and longing.

It seems that Liu Jing must miss Le Zheng Shangbin very much, right?

"You know what? Today, when you are helping the elderly observe feng shui, you actually look a little like your husband. With that, she closed her eyes even more, and her voice became more and more choked.

"What about Le Zheng Shangbin? Where did he go? I asked casually, just to break the sad atmosphere.

"He's missing." Liu Jing calmed down her feelings and said: "That day, he said that he had something urgent to do, and he agreed with me to meet in Houzhihe after finishing the work. I waited for him there, but we never saw him again. ”

Kindness? Gone? Where did he go, the Le Zheng Shangbin in my mind is just his doppelganger, and I don't know the main body.

I didn't ask, because I didn't know what to ask at the moment, but I just accompanied this girl with a longing feeling to look at the night view in the mountains......

"Oh oh ~ " I don't know when, the rooster made a crowing sound (sure enough, it is convenient to raise poultry by yourself, and the alarm clock is saved)

Rubbing his eyes, Liu Jing, who was next to her last night, was long gone, and the sky was also bright, but the dark clouds still did not dissipate. I stretched my waist and found that Liu Jing was not far away at the moment, with her back to me, staring ahead.

Curious, I ran over and asked, "What's the matter, so fascinating?" ”

Liu Jing didn't say anything, and pointed ahead. When I looked at my finger, I saw a mountain range not far ahead, shrouded in a huge dark cloud, and there was a blue light on the top of the mountain, cutting through the sky. Such a miraculous sight makes people pay no attention to it.

"Where is that, where can such a strange sight be published?" The more I look at it, the more wrong it becomes.

"Ghost Mountain." Liu Jing spoke slowly, but still so calmly.