When the sun first rose, Chu Boyang leaned his head back on the chair. Throughout the night, he studied the contents of the notes in the study. However, he failed to find a way to solve the current situation. However, this did not

What dampened Chu Boyang's confidence actually inspired his fighting spirit to study the manuscripts.

After a night of reading, Chu Boyang discovered that although the contents in the letters were very old, they could still be used to explain many things today. And comparing Chu's father's notes, he found that the contents of physiognomy and Feng Shui were very important.

Metaphysical knowledge is not just something that the ancients made mysteries about as he had imagined before. Instead, it has unique scientific principles in it.

However, Chu Boyang also knew that it would not be an easy task for him to use these two volumes of letters to help him restore his relationship with Han Ruoxuan and help him make progress in his official career. After all, Chu's father only left this to him.

Two volumes of manuscripts and notes, as well as the magical tools used to study Feng Shui metaphysics, were not left behind.

At this moment, Zhou Rong's voice appeared outside the study.

After hearing this, Chu Boyang had no choice but to stand up. He knew that Zhou Rong was calling him to have breakfast. Fortunately, Chu's father had the habit of staying up late and taking a nap in the study, so there was a bed and quilt in the study; otherwise he would

Zhou Rong must be worried after staying in the study all night.

While eating, Zhou Rong saw that Chu Boyang's face turned pale, and she inevitably had to nag him a few words.

In the past, Chu Boyang would have felt upset after hearing Zhou Rong's words. But now, he felt a warmth surge in his heart. When his parents were around, he thought that nagging was annoying. Only when he lost his parents, he would feel upset.

Only then did he realize that no one was nagging him. After losing his father, how could Chu Boyang no longer cherish his mother.

Chu Boyang raised his head slightly and looked at Zhou Rong's aging face, feeling guilty in his heart. Indeed, if Chu's father hadn't passed away, he would never have discovered that Zhou Rong was no longer young.

And when he thought about Han Tiantao and Xue Yu's words, he also felt that he was a useless person. It had been so long since he graduated, and he was still a clerk in a small town, making no progress in his career. If he had been replaced, he would be a useless person.

Han Ruoxuan's parents may also prevent the two of them from interacting with each other.

Thinking of this, tears filled Chu Boyang's eye sockets, but he resisted and did not let them flow out.

"Brother, are you unhappy?" Chu Yueru, who was sitting next to Chu Boyang, noticed that his face had changed, so she lowered her voice and asked carefully. After saying this, she looked at Zhou Rong: "Mom,

Stop talking about brother! Look, my brother is so sad."

"Oh! It's all that damn old man." After hearing Chu Yueru's words, Zhou Rong had no choice but to wipe her eyes with the back of her hand, and then sighed helplessly.

Chu Boyang heard the backlash in Zhou Rong's words, quickly took a deep breath, raised his head and said to her: "Mom! Don't worry. Things will get better soon! When I get back to town,

I will definitely work twice as hard. In a few years, I will definitely be transferred to the city. At that time, I will take you and Yueru over and live a good life."

After Zhou Rong heard this, she didn't answer, she just sat there silently and nodded.

When Chu Boyang saw Zhou Rong nodding, he turned to Chu Yueru: "Yueru, is the antique market still over there at the City God's Temple?"

Without waiting for Chu Yueru to answer, Zhou Rong raised her head and asked nervously: "Boyang, you don't want to sell those two notebooks of your father, do you? Those are your father's lifeblood!"

After hearing this, Chu Boyang shook his head calmly: "No, Mom! I just want to buy something. The things my dad left for me will definitely be put to great use."

Although Qingquan County, where Chu Boyang's family is located, is not large, it is one of the birthplaces of Chinese civilization.

Ancient tombs are often excavated around here. When nearby villagers are building houses or plowing the land, they will occasionally find some coins or tortoise shells. In this case, someone will take these things.

They went to sell them secretly. Gradually, a medium-sized antique market was formed near the Chenghuang Temple.

Chu Boyang went from house to house along the narrow alley looking for the Feng Shui divination tools he needed.

Although every household has some Feng Shui-related equipment, the things sold in the shops are not something he can afford. Therefore, he focuses on the street stalls in front of each household.

Go up. The things there are much cheaper than those in the store.

Chu Boyang walked and searched, and finally stopped in front of a remote store.

On the floor of this store, there is a rusty copper plate one foot square. Although the words on the copper plate have been rusted and unclear, it can still be seen that it is something like a Bagua compass.

"Boss, how do you sell this thing?" Chu Boyang asked loudly to the shop owner sitting in the shop, pointing to the copper plate on the stall.

When the shop owner heard that someone was taking care of his business, he walked out of the shop. It seemed that he was in his forties, with a tall body slightly bent and a sickly look on his face. When he saw Chu Boyang's fingers,

When he saw the copper plate, he replied feebly: "Two hundred!"

Although the price of two hundred is not high, Chu Boyang still felt that it was a bit expensive. He took the copper plate in his hand, looked at it carefully, then bargained and said, "How about one hundred?"

At this time, the shopkeeper coughed twice, and then counter-offered: "One hundred and fifty! If you want it, take it. If you don't want it, don't be wordy."

When Chu Boyang heard this, he looked at the other items on the stall. To be honest, for the price of one hundred and fifty, he didn't want this copper plate. Its appearance looked rough, and there would be many uses in the future.

It was inconvenient. But his eyes were quickly attracted by the four stone carvings next to the copper plate.

These carvings look like paperweights at first glance, but they look nothing like it in detail. They have different shapes and are lifelike, but they are often touched and played with, so the color has become dirty and lost their original luster.

Before Chu Boyang could speak again, the shopkeeper took the initiative in a tired voice: "The four of them are together with this copper plate. If you want it, I can give it to you."

After Chu Boyang heard this, he picked up one of the sculptures. Its image was composed of two animals, a turtle and a snake. This animal looked so familiar! After thinking for a moment, Chu Boyang's mind suddenly

A hand-drawn pattern in the manuscript appeared, and he suddenly whispered softly: "Xuanwu."

"Huo! You are still a master at your young age, aren't you?" After saying this, the shop owner pointed to the other carvings and said, "Young man, you are right! The one you are holding is Xuanwu. The other three are Qinglong.

, Suzaku, and White Tiger. The man who sold me the things said that they are all sacred objects. Look at them! They are all trash!"

When Chu Boyang heard what the shopkeeper said, he smiled and discussed: "Boss, since they are all waste, why don't you sell them to me cheaper? I think you collected these things from the countryside! They are of good quality.

It's so bad and not considered an antique, so I'm afraid it won't be easy for you to sell it."

As soon as he finished saying this, Chu Boyang found a Bagua convex mirror hanging behind the boss. Seeing this mirror and thinking of the boss's body, he tentatively asked: "Boss, what is the mirror in front of your door?"

Mirrors are used to dissolve evil spirits, right?"

After hearing this, the shop owner couldn't help but nodded. At this time, he replied with some helplessness: "Yes! Some time ago, I got a serious illness. I heard that it was injured by evil spirits, so I invited the most famous local doctor

Mr. Sun, a Feng Shui master, came to see me. He asked me to hang a Bagua convex mirror in front of my door. After that, my health really improved a lot."

Chu Boyang didn't know the Mr. Sun the shopkeeper was talking about. However, judging from the position where he asked the shopkeeper to hang the Bagua convex mirror, he was probably a guy who was dissatisfied with only a bottle of wine and wandered around with half a bottle of wine.

According to the records in the handbook, although the Bagua convex mirror has the function of dispelling evil spirits, it cannot be hung in front of the door where it often shines on people. Otherwise, the evil spirits reflected by it will be absorbed by the people in front. The correct way to hang it is

Hang it next to the door or in front of the window where it is not easily exposed to people.

In order to buy a magic weapon, Chu Boyang naturally read the introduction about the magic weapon in the handbook. He never thought that he could use the contents in the handbook so quickly. Thinking of this, he tentatively asked: "Boss, you go to the ground

After the activity, did your condition get worse again?"

After hearing this, the shop owner was surprised for a long time before he couldn't help but nodded and replied: "Yes! Little brother, you...how did you know?"

When Chu Boyang saw the shopkeeper's expression, he knew that his guess was correct. At this time, he smiled and replied: "Boss, if you hang the mirror in front of the door and work in front of it all day long, you won't be afraid of being caught by it."

Were you hurt by the reflected evil energy?"

The shop owner was stunned for a moment after hearing this, and then nodded thoughtfully.

People who open antique shops must have some understanding of Feng Shui metaphysics; otherwise, they would not believe in things like turning evil spirits away.

After thinking about it for a while, the shop owner felt that Chu Boyang's words made sense. Thinking of this, he took a step forward, took Chu Boyang's hand and said gratefully: "Sir, I learned a lesson! If it weren't for you,

My life is not guaranteed."

When Chu Boyang heard what the shopkeeper said, he waved his hand casually and replied in a relaxed tone: "Boss, we were just chatting casually. Don't take it seriously. If Mr. Sun asked you to do this, then you should do it

Well done." After saying this, he looked at the copper plates and carvings on the ground.

After hearing what Chu Boyang said, the shop owner immediately cursed: "What a piece of shit Mr. Sun!"

When he saw that Chu Boyang's eyes had turned to the copper plate, he immediately waved his hand and said grandly: "Sir, if you like this copper plate and the carvings, I will give them to you as well!"

After Chu Boyang heard this, he quickly excused himself: "No! No! I just said it casually, you can just listen to it. I still have to give you the money." With that, he took out the money.

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When the shopkeeper saw it, he coughed violently in a fit of anxiety.

Seeing the anxious look on the shopkeeper's face, Chu Boyang knew that he was serious about giving these things to him. If he refused again, he would probably die if he pressed the shopkeeper's body. At this time, he had to change

The topic came up. The two of them discussed how to hang the Bagua convex mirror, and he gave the shop owner some pointers.

Fortunately, the shop owner already knew some common sense about Feng Shui metaphysics, so Chu Boyang only needed to help him adjust his position. He didn't need to do other things, otherwise he would have to make a fool of himself.

Being able to get to the threshold of Feng Shui physiognomy so quickly and being able to convince others, Chu Boyang couldn't help but admire the handwriting handed down from his ancestors.
Chapter completed!