"Xiao Yang?" Sister Fang called, feeling a little embarrassed.

I was only talking to Master Mao just now, and I completely ignored Yang Yonghui.

In any case, Yang Yonghui was invited to help by himself. It's rude to just leave it aside and ignore it, but have a hot conversation with another feng shui master.

Master Goatee Mao didn't feel embarrassed, but a little annoyed.

"What does the little guy know, just watch it obediently, don't jump out and make trouble!"

The title of this person is arbitrary, unpredictable, and suddenly changed from "little brother" back to "little guy"!

Yang Yonghui still had a smile on his face, but his words were not so polite.

"My level is not good, I can't handle it, and I don't allow others to say it?

Master Mao's face changed when he landed: "Who do you say can't do it?"

"Needless to say, of course it's you. ”

Yang Yonghui tore away the gentle camouflage and went toe-for-tat, with no intention of backing down.

Master Mao was so angry that he almost couldn't help but swing his fists.

Zhang Zhentong's eyes were quick and he grabbed him. Turning his head, he said to Yang Yonghui officially.

"Master Yang, I feel that what Master Mao just said is quite reasonable. If you have any different opinions, you may wish to say them as well, and everyone will refer to them for details. Okay?"

His tone was gentle and seemed impartial. But in my heart, I still tend to be a little older Master Mao.

"Mr. Zhang can call me Xiao Yang. ”

Zhang Zhentong is the husband of his colleague Sister Fang, and Yang Yonghui's attitude is much better.

"What Master Mao said just now, I am only a shallow learner, and I don't know whether it is right or wrong. But when it comes to the root of the problem, I can see a little bit of it. It's also easy to solve, and there's no need to move at all. ”

"Oh. Zhang Zhentong was surprised.

Sister Fang also showed surprise on her face: "Xiao Yang, do you really see what the problem is?"

"That's right!" Yang Yonghui nodded affirmatively.

Master Mao, who calmed down, snorted coldly and said: "Who can't brag, you have to come up with some dry goods to convince others." The young man who has not finished learning "Introduction to Feng Shui" also learns to read feng shui and distinguish good fortune and evil?

Although the words are not good, the reason is not bad.

Zhang Zhentong and Sister Fang both looked at Yang Yonghui with blazing eyes, waiting for him to follow.

Yang Yonghui was in his chest and didn't say much.

He stood in the center of the living room, concentrating and calming, and the "Heavenly Eye" was immediately activated.

Zhang Zhentong and his wife watched his movements, and they didn't dare to take a breath of the atmosphere, for fear of interference.

Master Mao snorted coldly again, and his tone was mocking: "That's how you look at feng shui, you don't even use a compass, you think you're a master or a grandmaster?"

Zhang Zhentong also showed a suspicious look on his face.

Although he doesn't know feng shui, he has watched a lot of TV and movies, and those feng shui masters will show people feng shui, and they will hold a compass or something in their hands.

It is indeed a bit strange to be empty-handed like Yang Yonghui.

Sister Fang helped on the side and said: "When Xiao Yang arranged the feng shui array in the supermarket, he was also empty-handed, and he didn't need a compass at all. ”

When Master Mao heard this, he couldn't help but change his face slightly.

Without a compass, just by the naked eye and feeling, he himself is still far from such a realm.

This hairy boy in his twenties can actually do it?

I don't believe it!

Yang Yonghui didn't care what they were thinking, he was now engrossed, with the assistance of the "Heavenly Eye", trying his best to trace the source of the black silk threads that spread all over the room.

Judging from Master Mao's performance just now, Yang Yonghui judged that he was completely different from Zhou Lao of Huarui Supermarket.

This is a true Feng Shui master.

level, because he has not seen other feng shui masters and lacks reference, Yang Yonghui is not easy to draw conclusions.

However, he should be correct when he said that the house was full of evil atmosphere.

Then, the black silk threads in the "Heavenly Eye" that are obviously more than other colors are probably the so-called yin and evil breath in the mouth of the feng shui master.

And those black silk threads are surrounded by all directions, mostly pointing to Zhang Zhentong, the owner of the villa, which makes Yang Yonghui confident in his judgment.

These black silk threads are the most likely culprits that cause Zhang Zhentong's body to appear abnormal!

As long as the source of the black silk thread is found and then removed, Zhang Zhentong's problem can be naturally solved.

But these threads fill the living room space, and finding their source is not something that can be done in a moment.

And Yang Yonghui's "eye in the sky" has a time limit.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Ma's, it's like a mess, it's a mess, where can you sort out the ins and outs!"

Yang Yonghui was anxious, but his eyes and body followed the direction of the silk thread.

Silently calculating the passage of time, beads of sweat began to form on his forehead.

In Zhang Zhentong's opinion, this young man had a solemn face, his eyes didn't know where to look, his head turned left and right, and his steps unconsciously walked towards the location of the dining room.

"Isn't it in the living room?ah, where is it hiding, why haven't you reached the place yet, a minute and a half is almost up. Do you want to give up halfway, go back to sleep, and come back tomorrow? If so, that goatee won't make me smile yellow!"

The beads of sweat on Yang Yonghui's head became more and more dense, and his face became pale.

This is a manifestation of severe brain depletion.

But he wouldn't give up.

"No, I can't give up! It's almost coming, those black threads are getting denser and more concentrated. The source should be in the annex!"

Finally, when Yang Yonghui's brain was splitting and he was unable to support the "Heavenly Eye", his hand also pressed on a strangely shaped, dark red, stone-like ornament in the dining room.

Call~

Yang Yonghui gasped, and he didn't care about the image or not, so he sat on the ground with his buttocks.

"Xiao Yang, what's wrong with you?"

Sister Fang exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly came up to help.

Zhang Zhentong was also surprised, walked quickly to the other side, and together with his wife, helped Yang Yonghui to the chair next to the dining table and sat down.

Master Mao's eyes flickered in the eyes of the followers, but he refused to spare people in his mouth.

"It's just feng shui, and it's not the healing of martial arts novels. Make yourself sweaty and pale, don't pretend. ”

Yang Yonghui finally found his goal at the last moment, he was in a good mood, and he still had time to reply.

"Pretend, if you have the ability, you can also pretend to be one for me to see. ”

Master Mao froze, snorted, and stopped talking.

Not to mention, let him suddenly sweat profusely without illness and pain, and his face was pale, he really couldn't do it.

After sending away the guy who was in the way, Yang Yonghui turned his head and said to Zhang Zhentong and Sister Fang.

"Fortunately, the culprit who made Mr. Zhang unwell finally let me find it!"

Following his fingers, the husband and wife also saw the strange stone decoration.

"Husband, didn't you bring this stone back when you traveled last month? Now that I think about it, it really coincides with the time when you had this symptom!"

Sister Fang exclaimed in surprise, her eyes shining brightly.