Chapter 191: Feng Shui Master
Xiao Jin scolded and got into the cage, and hung a boarding information slip around his neck, and was sent to the special passage by Xiang Yi.
"Yo. What a beautiful kitten! β
"What breed of cat is this? I've never seen one. You see how bright and supple its fur is. It's still golden! β
"It's so cute!"
A group of young ground workers surrounded Xiao Jin to visit and flirt enough, rushed to send him to the cargo area of the plane, and also picked a comfortable and flat position for him, and sent water and snacks. Xiao Jin felt the treatment of the stars holding the moon, and his mood was better: Well, he is worthy of being the beloved Lord Ben!
Business Class.
Ling Mei looked at the white clouds outside the window, and she was worried about Xiao Jin.
Zhuo Lin ordered two glasses of orange juice from the cart pushed by the flight attendant, put them on her table, and asked, "Did Mr. Xiao often fly before?" β
Ling Mei Yilin.
Probably because he was too familiar with the operation process of the airport, and he didn't have the novelty and joy of boarding the plane for the first time, which made Zhuo Lin suspicious.
She took a sip of orange juice and said embarrassedly: "The first time I take a plane, I always have to do my homework." So as not to make a joke and lose face. β
Zhuo Lin nodded, and asked again: "What are your plans to go to Xi'an this time?" β
Ling Mei glanced at him resentfully: "Pure tourism." β
Zhuo Lin is funny. Pure tourism as for herself to spoil her good things full of resentment?
"Although there has been a great improvement in law and order in the country. But you can't be a little girl who is so big as to travel alone. β
Ling Mei stretched out her hand and asked him to stop talking: "Didn't you come with you!" As he spoke, he shuddered.
The air conditioner on the plane was too cold, so Zhuo Lin asked the flight attendant to get a blanket and put it on Ling Mei's body.
Ling Mei thanked her, covered her blanket and squinted her eyes, and fell asleep after a while.
From time to time, Zhuo Lin helped her lift the fallen blankets.
"The lad is so nice to his girlfriend." An old couple on the side couldn't help but praise him.
Zhuo Lin explained: "This is my leader. Not my girlfriend. β
"Leader?" The old couple laughed in amazement. "Young people nowadays, it's really interesting."
Zhuo Lin couldn't explain clearly, so he smiled helplessly.
How old is Ling Mei? He doesn't want to sin yet, okay?
After a while, a cold voice sounded behind him: "Mr. in front, I'm sorry, my lipstick fell under your seat." β
Zhuo Lin picked up a small and exquisite square tube lipstick and handed it to the passenger sitting in the back.
"Thank you." Shi Shi has a white and tender face, makeup in place, delicate eyebrows, and ruddy and full lips, but even if she says thank you, there is not much warmth in her tone. It can be described as glamorous as a peach and a plum, as cold as frost.
Several of the people in her vicinity were big men.
"You're welcome." Zhuo Lin also had no intention of taking the opportunity to talk.
Shi Shi's gaze moved to the girl next to the man. The man and woman caught their attention as soon as they got on the plane. The man's temperament is gentle, his appearance is handsome, and he takes care of his female companion considerately. Although the girl is young, she is a rare beautiful beauty. And after they sat down, the uncomfortable air in the cabin and the complex smell that was difficult for ordinary people to smell suddenly became clear and comfortable.
Shi Shi only knew that a very small number of elders had a powerful aura that could purify the surrounding air. I didn't expect to meet a master on the plane today?
She held Fang Cai's lipstick in her palm, and didn't feel any abnormality in the temperature left by the man. But that little girl really doesn't look like one of her peers, except for her amazing beauty.
Could it be that I feel wrong?
Just as she was wondering, she suddenly felt that the air around her was cloudy again. A surprised whisper sounded in his ears: "Miss Shi! Is that you? β
Shi Shimei's eyes widened, and in front of her was a middle-aged man with a bit of kindness.
"Hello Miss Shi. I didn't expect to meet you here! The man was pleasantly surprised. Oh, you probably don't remember a lot of noble people. Under the surname Qian Mingmao. Qian Yulian is the aunt of Xia. β
Shi Shi sighed, and his face softened slightly. It turned out to be a member of the Qian family in Hangzhou.
She remembered Qian Yulian. The status of the surname Qian in Hangzhou is beyond doubt, and there are many famous families for thousands of years. Qian Yulian is already a branch of the Qian family, and still lives in a Chinese garden with a small bridge and flowing water. Last year, I was invited to help her family see feng shui.
At that time, Qian Yulian suffered a series of misfortunes. First her husband died of illness, then her eldest son died in a car accident, and on the night of the funeral, a fire broke out in the garden. Fortunately, everyone escaped, but the second son was slightly burned, but the house burned down a lot.
Before rebuilding, Qian Yulian found her grandfather Shi Liujing through many twists and turns.
Shi Shi studied the Book of Changes with his grandfather since he was a child, and made great achievements in Feng Shui. Her grandfather then ordered her to guide Qian Yulian.
When Shi Shi entered the Qian family's garden, he smelled a faint disgusting smell of blood.
Her five senses were more sensitive than usual, and she followed the source of the fishy smell to find the pond in the garden.
"Mrs. Qian, your garden is guided by a master, there is a mountain outside the garden, and the garden is centered on this pond, surrounded by mountains and rivers. There is no problem with Feng Shui. β
Qian Yulian was grief-stricken and muttered, "Is it really my fate? Desolate old age? β
Shi Shi shook her head: "If Feng Shui is ruinedβ" She looked at the calm pond, "pumping water." Let me see what is buried in the pond that can destroy such a good feng shui treasure. β
Half an acre of pond water was pumped for most of the day before it was drained. It was late autumn and a pond of fatty lotus roots.
Invited workers pull lotus root from the pond mud and pile it on the edge of the pond.
Qian Yulian's youngest son suddenly pointed at the lotus root and shouted, "Mom, what is that?" β
The lotus root that had just been sent ashore was entangled with a large ball of black silk.
Qian Yulian was puzzled: "This is not like mycelium or lotus silk." β
Shi Shi's cold voice sounded: "Hair." β
The Qian family hasn't taken it seriously. It's normal for some hair to fall in the pond. Shi Shi continued: "Naturally, the hair of the family will not have any effect. What if these strands of hair come from something ominous? β
Her words were to the point.
The Shi family was terrified in an instant.
The whole pond was cleaned of mud, and after burning paper and burying a thick layer of lime, it was refilled with new mud and water.
Shi Shiden felt that even the air became sweet.
Afterwards, she heard that Mrs. Qian's eldest daughter-in-law was actually pregnant with a posthumous child and insisted on giving birth to and raising it, and the Qian family has since restored peace and tranquility. As for who threw the hair into the pond, it was not something she could interfere with.
Qian Mao happened to be at his aunt's house that day, and witnessed the magic of Shi Shi with his own eyes, and he was very surprised to meet him today.
Shi Shi involuntarily held her breath. It turns out that the reason for the abnormal turbidity of the airplane is not that the flight attendant did not take care of the plane, but because of this man?
At this moment, Ling Mei, who felt that the aura around her was a little strange, opened her eyes, and her eyes fixed on Qian Mao's body after a little search.
Zhuo Lin asked, "What's wrong?" Need to call a flight attendant? β
"It's not." Ling Mei turned her head and frowned, "It's just that I suddenly felt a little tightness in my chest just now." It's okay now. β
Chest tightness?
Shi Shi's eyes flashed slightly. It seems that this girl's five senses are no less sensitive than her own.