Fortune Teller Master

Lin Qingyin handed the bank card over and said with a frown: "One hundred thousand yuan."

Yang Dashuai happily turned the money over. This price was not too expensive for him. If Lin Qingyin did it, I was afraid that he would have to be influenced by this jewel box with evil magic tonight. Like his grandfather, Li Siyu's father died before he was forty years old.

In the impression, Li Siyu's father is tall, and the person is very handsome. He often takes their half-size and large boys to play. The children who lived in this film like him very much. Yang Dashuai couldn't think of such a good person, why would he say no?

Looking at Li Siyu, who was sitting on the bed and lost his soul, Yang Dashuai couldn't help but ask, "Uncle has really passed away?"

Li Siyu felt a tingle in her heart and nodded sadly: "My dad suddenly fell ill when I was 14 years old, and the hospital couldn't find the cause. It only said that his various organs suddenly and suddenly failed, regardless of the hospital. There is no effect on how to rescue and how to treat. In just a month of effort, my dad has lost more than 160 pounds to 90 pounds, and there is no bone left in his body, and then he is gone. "Looking at Lin Qingyin, Li Siyu said slowly: "He didn't have his fortieth birthday when he died."

Yang Dashuai sighed very regretfully, a very nice person, but unfortunately met Li Siyu's mother.

"I always thought that my dad died of something that could not be found. I didn't expect to be taken away by this box." Li Siyu stared at the jewelry box handed down from generation to generation, with mixed flavors in his heart: "Marshal, I do intend to wipe your blood on this box tonight. I just want to be with you, but I really don't know that doing so will harm you."

Looking at Master Yang's silence, Li Siyu couldn't help but ask: "If I don't use this box, I will meet you as an old neighbor and old classmate, will I still have a chance?"

Yang Dashuai sighed and said again solemnly: "Li Siyu, please listen clearly, I already have a girlfriend. In addition, I don't know if the people in your family really don't know the evil nature of this box, but this The answer is not important to me. You should ask your mother to explain it to your dad’s grave."

Looking at Li Siyu's big eyes similar to her dad, Yang Dashuai couldn't help but sneer: "Li Siyu, if you don't have this box, do you think your dad and your mom will fall in love?"

Li Siyu was speechless, her mother never mentioned what happened when she and her father were in love. But she knew that if she really loved her, her mother would never use that jewelry box.

Seeing that Li Siyu couldn't say anything, Yang Dashuai sneered and left Li Siyu's house behind Lin Qingyin.

After sending away Lin Qingyin, Yang Dashuai called the agent's phone according to the number on the small advertisement posted downstairs. People in the intermediary company arrived within five minutes. After signing the entrustment agreement, Yang Dashuai handed the house key to him: "Help me find a housekeeping company to throw away all the contents and clean it again. Come out."

"Did you throw it away?" the intermediary company asked with some consternation.

Yang Dashuai turned around without any nostalgia and left: "Yes, don't leave anything."

He doesn't want to leave any **** childhood memories anymore! It’s a nightmare!

——

It has been noon from Li Siyu's house. After Lin Qingyin made his tuition back, he was refreshed, and he generously invited Wang Fatzi to have a lunch. By the way, he paid him one year's rent in advance.

Wang Fatzi was already familiar with Lin Qingyin, and he also understood Lin Qingyin's temper. When the master is picking, she is really picking, but she is not stingy about the money she should pay.

Wang Fatzi doesn't count on hexagrams, but dealing with chores is indeed one-on-one. Lin Qingyin was under his age, so he used his identity information to register a cultural communication company, which was used for unannounced inspections.

There are two rooms in the studio, one is Lin Qingyin's hexagram room, and the other is Wang Fatzi's office. As Lin Qingyin became more and more famous, more and more people came to make appointments, and it was easy to miss records by mobile phone, so Wang Fatzi bought a new computer and put it in the office. Appointment record.

Wang Fatzi's office is so easy to put on a set of desks and chairs, and then a three-person leather sofa and a mahogany coffee table. But he didn't know what kind of table should be placed in the calculation, so he didn't dare to arrange it blindly, and when Lin Qingyin came today, he asked the master to arrange it.

Lin Qingyin looked at the two words "Suan Gua" that Wang Fatzi spent 5,000 yuan on the wall, and frowned a little in disgust: "This person's writing is not as good as what I wrote."

Wang Fatzi had heard Lin Qingyin talk about this before, and he asked with a smile: "Will I buy the pen, ink, paper, ink and ink, and write a few words in person."

"Forget it, if I wrote these five thousand dollars, it wouldn't cost me anything, and I wouldn't spend money buying pens and ink!" The little master who had to earn his own money to buy jade cultivators was very grounded now. When she was in charge, she didn't care so much for the school.

After all, it's all poor!

Wang Fatzi was used to picking Lin Qingyin from time to time, and he naturally changed the topic: "Little Master, today you first calculate the hexagram in the office next door. See how you want to arrange this hexagram room. I will get it all later. You move in again."

Lin Qingyin looked at the empty room and wondered why he suddenly remembered the bamboo house he had stayed in when he studied mathematics.

"Are there any bamboos planted in the house?"

Wang Fatzi pondered slightly and immediately said, "There is such a large potted bamboo, but I don't know how the master will grow how tall?"

Lin Qingyin said: "How tall a person is, I want eighteen pots, and when I buy it, tell me, I will set it myself."

Upon hearing this, Wang Fatzi knew that this was the method of formation, but he didn't know what kind of formation the master would put in the Gua room.

"Anything other than potted bamboo? What style do the little masters such as tables, chairs and sofas want?

Lin Qingyin thought for a while and said, "If you want a bamboo table and a bamboo stool, it's not too high. You can use it for tea. I'll prepare it myself, and you don't have to."

Lin Qingyin counted the seven gossips in the afternoon, and all the money he received was transferred to Wang Fatzi to let him buy what he needed. Wang Fatzi worked very quickly, and it took only one day to buy eighteen pots of lush bamboo and return. This pot of bamboo must weigh a few tens of kilograms. Lin Qingyin moved the flower pot alone without help.

The bamboo is heavy, but the house faces south again at the westernmost position of the whole building. It belongs to the fire position, which happens to neutralize the bamboo's yin. Coupled with Lin Qingyin's formation, which coincides with the meaning of the five elements and gossip, it perfectly balances the yin and yang in the room.

Fatty Wang took advantage of Lin Qingyin's hard work in the house and hurried downstairs to bring up the bamboo table and benches he had bought. In addition, there were pen holders, book cases and four treasures of the study. For Lin Qingyin.

Moving things up in the same way, Fatty Wang took his arms and wiped the sweat on his head to make Lin Qingyin look out. But as soon as the door of the Gua room was pushed open, Wang Fatzi suddenly froze. Why did the room become a sea of ​​bamboo?

Go along the stone paved path, on both sides are bamboo seas that can't be seen, and are intertwined with warm sunlight and green bamboo, which makes the original impetuous mood slowly calm down and enjoy. The tranquility hard to see in this city.

Wang Fatzi didn't know how far he had walked. He didn't see the end of Yongdao until his sweat disappeared and his breathing stabilized. Wang Fatzi recently followed Lin Qingyin to learn formation. Although he could not set up yet, he also dabbled in some fur. Knowing that this formation is related to the state of mind of the person. If he rushed over at this time, he was afraid that the end would disappear again. .

Admiring the rare scenery, Fatty Wang walked slowly past, thinking that he would see Lin Qingyin meditating deep in the bamboo forest. As a result, when he walked over and looked at it, the little master was actually listening to English.

Fatty Wang: "............"

I felt like I was on the wrong set.

Sitting cross-legged across from Lin Qingyin, Wang Fatzi gave his thumbs up very convinced: "Little Master, your formation is really amazing, and it can be comparable to Huang Laoxie's Taohua Island. We will put this formation in this house in the future. Act?"

Lin Qingyin shook his head: "My fame is getting bigger day by day, there is no need to sway that much anymore, this is my own play, I will change a formation when I calculate the Gua." said Lin Qingyin He stood up and walked into the bamboo forest. After a while, Wang Fatzi felt a flower in front of him, and after a second look, he found himself sitting in the middle of the room, surrounded by scattered bamboo.

Although the potted plants seem to become real bamboo in terms of visual effects, but after seeing the shocking sea of ​​bamboo just now, looking at this cluster of small bamboo forests, I feel too dull.

Wang Fatzi moved the things he bought back into the same position as Lin Qingyin said. In order to match the tables and chairs, Wang Fatzi bought all the tea sets made of bamboo, but I didn't expect it to exactly match the environment.

Wang Fatzi washed the tea set cleanly. After boiling the tea, he poured a cup of tea for Lin Qingyin: "Master, next time is it a Sunday morning?"

Lin Qingyin touched the turtle shell for a moment and said, "In addition to calling the ten people who made appointments in advance, you will meet two people who want to count the hexagrams this week, and you will call them by that day."

Wang Fatzi was confused, but he nodded honestly, and listened to the master's arrangement.

——

Three days after the National Day, Lin Qingyin had to return to school before earning enough money.

When I came back from the holiday, the teacher only took the review for one day and asked for the monthly exam. The monthly exam for the second year of high school is not the same as that of the first year. The school will arrange the examination room based on the results of the last examination. In other words, a senior two student's four positions in front, back, left, and right are all senior three students, and the students in the same grade are in an oblique position. Don't think about secretly passing paper slips, at most, they can pass A tearful look.

No rankings were announced for the opening exams, so the school used seats for the ranking of the final exams of the last semester. Lin Qingyin's final grades in the last semester were in the middle of the class, but in the middle class, they were in the middle and lower reaches. Therefore, Lin Qingyin was assigned to the eighth examination room.

Although it is a common monthly exam, Qingyin's parents are a little nervous. Qingyin's father deliberately got up early in the morning to wrap the ravioli, boiled a pot of clear soup boiled with big bones, and filled two insulated barrels to the school's dormitory building. Thinking about calling Lin Qingyin to take it down, she saw her daughter standing at the door of the dormitory and smiling at herself.

"How do you know I'm coming?" Lin Xu quickly handed over the insulated barrel: "Today's exam, I specially cooked the wonton for you."

Lin Qingyin took over the heat preservation barrel and said with a smile: "You know my ability, I think my father will bring it over."

Lin Xu was also interested when he heard it, and he asked with a smile: "So what do you think I sent?"

Lin Xu uses the most expensive kind of thermal insulation bucket for ravioli in his own small supermarket. One costs more than a hundred yuan. The thermal insulation effect is not good, and the taste can't be scattered at all.

I thought Lin Qingyin would pinch her fingers and count. She didn’t even blink her eyes and said directly: "Pork bone soup wonton. After you asked this question just now, my first thought was this, so I definitely didn’t wrong."

Lin Xuchao gave a thumbs up to Lin Qingyin: "You're so patient. Well, I won't tell you anymore. You quickly ate ravioli for the exam, but don't be nervous."

Lin Qingyin nodded confidently: "You can rest assured, I'm a school bully!"