The middle-aged man squinted his eyes at Ye Hao and sneered: "Boy, I think you have not grown all your hair yet, so how dare you challenge our Yin-Yang Hall?"
"Who gives you the courage?"
Ye Hao looked up and down at the other party, looked at the other party's somewhat black Yin Tang, and said with great interest: "It's interesting."
"What kind of business do you Yin-Yang Hall do?"
"You are a tomb robber, but you can actually show your photos here?"
When the middle-aged man heard this, his face changed drastically, and he was nervous and incoherent:
"What...what...what tomb robber?"
"Boy, I warn you not to talk nonsense and slander people!"
"If otherwise, I will sue you for slander!"
However, although the man's mouth was stubborn, his face looked extremely ugly at this moment. He was obviously stabbed to the pain by Ye Hao.
"If I read it correctly, you should have discovered a landlord grave that was whipped toward you recently, and then you want to dig it in and make a big profit."
"So when I opened the tomb passage, the yin energy soared into the sky, which scared you so much that you ran away with your head..."
"Then your luck these days is extremely bad. You have drawn a lot of talismans to resolve them, but unfortunately they are useless..."
"Do you know why?"
"Because you are a Feng Shui master, you are a student of tomb robbers, and you don't even understand the most basic people who light candles or ghosts blow lights."
"It's not difficult to resolve it. As long as you kneel down and beg me, I will tell you how to resolve it."
"Otherwise, if you look black in Yin Tang now, you will have to peel off even if you don't die."
"And those who are too close to you will be infected with your bad luck!"
The middle-aged man was stunned and said, "You..."
The spectators around him all stepped back with a "slam" when they heard this, for fear of being intoxicated.
Ye Hao said lightly: "What are you, me, and I? If you talk nonsense, I will report it to the official directly."
"The tomb robbers will have to be imprisoned for at least three years."
"Oh, if you surrender, you can get a reduction in sentence. You'd better consider it..."
Hearing Ye Hao's words, the middle-aged man looked hesitant and didn't know what to do.
"Serious!"
At this time, a handsome young man stood up.
"You just see that my senior brother hasn't had a good rest recently, so you are talking nonsense and threatening him, and you will also ruin our reputation as the Yin-Yang Pavilion!"
"Do you have any basic morality and conscience?"
"Moral? Conscience?" Ye Hao smiled faintly.
"You have the face to say that I am unethical or have no conscience?"
"The client in front of you looks at the good days for his children to get married. According to the century-old classics, the third day of July and the sixteenth day of August this year are days that are not as good as it can be, and everything is fine."
"But what about you?"
"You deliberately showed the customer the day of July 14th, and asked the customer to prepare all kinds of dispensable things to resolve."
"What are you trying to do?"
"Even the great days of getting married have become your way to make money, are you embarrassed?"
The woman holding a piece of red paper in her hand said in disbelief: "Master Li, is this person's true words?"
The young man's face changed drastically at this moment, and he said, "He talks nonsense, pretends to understand if he doesn't know!"
Ye Hao said lightly: "You need to pretend to understand this little thing if you don't understand it?"
"I can understand this thing for a hundred years..."
While speaking, Ye Hao took a step forward, walked to the desk table, and opened the table and placed it in front of the middle-aged woman.
The middle-aged woman looked at it and her face turned dark: "On July 14th, the black dog debuted, everything is not appropriate..."