Yang Yonghui ignored the surprise of his friends, and the old god sat down cross-legged in the room, waiting for the guests who knew the goods to come to the door.

The big man next to him looked at his signboard curiously, and his eyes wandered around his face again, wanting to speak again.

"This big brother, please say anything directly, it's okay. ”

Only then did the big man say: "I said brother, I can understand your feelings. Everyone who does what we do wants to slaughter fat sheep and catch fish in the water. But there is always a degree to everything, and once it is exceeded, it is often counterproductive. When I say that, do you understand what I mean?"

Yang Yonghui looked at him in surprise, but he didn't expect him to be rude in appearance, but he spoke like a cultured person.

"I think I see what you mean. It's just that I'm genuine, I get what I pay for, and I don't want to kill anyone. ”

The big man pursed his lips and didn't speak.

But looking at his expression, everyone understands that he doesn't believe Yang Yonghui's words at all.

Yang Yonghui didn't bother to explain.

In the company of these hawkers, he was in the wrong place. If he hadn't lost the invitation card, he wouldn't have had to make such a decision.

The other vendors around also saw the novelty and walked in front of Yang Yonghui one after another.

When they saw a few big characters on his signboard, they all pointed and covered their mouths and snickered.

If you want to believe it, it's none. It was already very good to not regard him as a madman with a nervous disorder and call the psychiatric hospital to report the information.

Dong Xiujuan and Zhao Hongfu hesitated for a moment, and finally held hands and walked behind Yang Yonghui.

Fang Xiaopeng was stunned for a moment when he saw the movements of the two, then stomped his feet fiercely, and finally followed.

Wang Shao and Li Shao glanced at each other, after all, they couldn't pull their faces and set up stalls with others, so they said hello to Yang Yonghui and others, and hurriedly went down the mountain.

Yang Yonghui was not surprised by this, after all, their identities were there.

It was the performance of Zhao Hongfu and Fang Xiaopeng that made him a little surprised.

Dong Xiujuan is a familiar friend with herself, and she has a big personality, so it is reasonable for her to stay.

But Zhao Hongfu and Fang Xiaopeng really don't need this.

"Why don't you leave?"

Zhao Hongfu said indifferently: "I believe that Brother Hui must have his own reasons for doing this." ”

Fang Xiaopeng was even more single: "I'll take a gamble, Master Yang is by no means a wasted person!"

"Good!"

Yang Yonghui nodded, his eyes flickering.

"Those who believe in me will not receive eternal life, but you will certainly not suffer. ”

Next, it's a boring wait.

According to Li Zixiang, there is no fixed time and no designated place for the exchange conference in the feng shui world, which is a bit casual.

Maybe a few feng shui masters met and chatted about the rise, and everyone greeted friends, and as soon as it was passed on to the hundreds, they would have an exchange meeting.

Guangling Temple has an abbot who likes feng shui, and most of the friends who come and go are real feng shui masters, and even the high-ranking officials and wealthy businessmen who are looking for them have also increased.

Even if you can't find an outstanding feng shui master to solve problems, you can get the abbot's guidance, whether it is to solve it directly or introduce a feng shui master, it is always better than having a black eye.

So on both sides of the mountain road that leads directly to the backyard of Guangling Temple, there are full of stalls, which is really a bit of a feng shui street.

At this time, a feng shui exchange meeting is held, and there are more people than usual, and the vendors are more diligent to solicit business.

When Yang Yonghui was just the opposite of them.

He just sat there cross-legged, and the feng shui ritual was placed directly on the ground, and even a rag was not served. If it weren't for the fact that there was a sign erected, no one would have known that he was selling things.

The big man next to him was really good-hearted, he couldn't see it, and couldn't help but say to Yang Yonghui: "Brother, you can't do business like this." The price of your thing...... Let's not talk about that for now. But how can you not shout loudly if you want to attract the attention of your guests?"

"No, you don't. There are times in life when you have to have it, and there are times in life when you don't want it. Even if a feng shui ritual can't be sold, I don't care. ”

Yang Yonghui waved his hand and refused the good persuasion of the big man.

He really didn't care.

The goods are good goods, and Yang Yonghui is not worried about not being able to sell them.

It can be sold to a feng shui master who knows the goods, that is the best choice.

Now that I can't enter Guangling Temple, I am forced to set up stalls on both sides of the road, and the price is already discounted.

If you can't sell it, at most you can go back to your hometown and sell it to the owner of "Delong Hall", what is there to be afraid of.

Of course, scarcity is expensive, and if you do the opposite, I am afraid that you will suffer a little bit in terms of price.

However, considering the low cost of these DIY works, Yang Yonghui is barely able to accept them......

...... That's weird!

Tens of millions of earnings, accept a fart!

Who let himself lose the invitation, alas ~

Yang Yonghui sighed in his heart, but his face did not show the slightest clue, which made Zhao Hongfu and the other three people secretly admire.

This qi-nourishing kung fu is really extraordinary.

At this time, three people, the old, middle and young, came down the mountain, looking like three generations of grandparents. They hurried with a hint of anxiety on their faces.

"Grandpa, you said that this Guangling Temple held a feng shui exchange conference, can we invite a powerful feng shui master to solve the problems in the family?"

It was the young man who looked to be in his early twenties.

The old man sighed as he walked: "I don't have a score in my heart, those feng shui masters are mostly self-respecting, even if they sincerely invite, people may not be willing to come easily." ”

The middle-aged man asked, "Dad, you have also studied feng shui for many years, can't you solve the situation at home?"

The old man said: "Feng Shui is a mystery, and it has always been talented, and it is not something that can be studied if you want to." Although I love it, when it comes to level, it's barely even getting started. ”

The old, middle-aged and young people seem to believe in feng shui, but only the old man can be regarded as "understanding" a little bit.

When the young man came to Guangling Temple for the first time, he looked at the vendors on both sides of the road, and suddenly exclaimed in a low voice.

"Grandpa, Dad, look at it! There are a lot of feng shui tools sold here, as well as peace charms and the like. Didn't you say grandpa, as long as you can buy a real feng shui instrument to suppress your luck, then your family's luck will improve, and you will be able to resolve the calamity. ”

The middle-aged man looked over with his son's guidance, and sure enough, he saw some big signboards.

The old man glanced at it, but shook his head: "The real feng shui magic weapon is hard to find, where can you see such a rotten street everywhere." These merchants sell more ornaments and souvenirs than feng shui ritual utensils. ”

"Oh. The young man replied in disappointment, and said unwillingly: "It turns out that it's all fake, and it makes me happy in vain." These people are also hateful, even if the fake feng shui magic weapon is taken out and sold, it will be marked with a high price of 500,000 yuan, and there is no conscience to be a person!"

"500,000 where?" the old man's ears moved, and his heart was also curious.

The young man angrily stretched out his hand and pointed to Yang Yonghui's stall, whose business was dismal.