Zheng Tianlong let out a long breath, looked at the messages on his phone, and finally felt relieved.
After discovering the feng shui problem of Tiandi Zhai, he asked Bai Jianyun to find a way to take down the store, while he waited outside for news. After two hours, he finally received the news, and it was good news.
Bai Jianyun said that Jiang Zhong had agreed to resell, and he was rushing to go through the procedures for sale, purchase and transfer of ownership, and could not come yet.
"Finally got a berth on Wanhe Street."
Zheng Tianlong is quite happy. Now that he has the ability to identify magical instruments and Feng Shui, he just needs a "ticket" to enter the Feng Shui magical instrument market in Shanghua City, and the store undoubtedly serves this purpose.
No one is willing to be mediocre, especially those who are capable. Since he has supernatural powers, can identify magic weapons and read Feng Shui, how can Zheng Tianlong be willing to remain unknown for a lifetime? Therefore, although he has always been calm and calm, even
He is far less enthusiastic and passionate than Bai Jianyun, but deep in his heart he has a great dream and ambition, which is to become a world-class Feng Shui master.
"It starts from this shop! One day, I will let everyone remember my name!"
Zheng Tianlong silently swore that he had never been so convinced that his future was not a dream.
Outside the window, Wanhe Street was already bustling with people coming and going. Zheng Tianlong thought about paying the bill and walked out. Will Bai Jianyun come over soon? In this case, he might as well go shopping and maybe pick up a few small items.
I missed it.
It was already afternoon, and all the shops on Wanhe Street were open for business. Those with shops were naturally waiting for customers to come, while those without shops also crowded into the space and set up stalls. The stalls were full of goods.
All kinds of magical instruments, large and small.
"Sir, do you want to get rich? Buy a money-biting golden toad and put it in your home. You will earn a lot of money every day."
"Look at my animal-headed card. It's definitely an old thing. It's not even 1,000 years old but it's 500 years old."
…
All kinds of shouts came and went. As Zheng Tianlong swam around, he was as free as a fish falling into the water.
During this period, he looked at several magic weapons, but in the end he didn't make a move. It's not that easy to find out, and good things can't be everywhere. It's not that there aren't good things on the stalls, but you really have to rely a lot to find good things.
luck.
Although Zheng Tianlong has magical powers, he is not omnipotent. However, he does not insist on picking up leaks. He is just enjoying the process of playing with the tools. As for whether he can find good things, it is up to chance.
"Sir, I see that your hall is dark, and you will be in trouble in the near future!"
"Um?"
Zheng Tianlong was startled, stopped, and looked towards the place where the sound came from, and found a stall in a corner a few steps away from him, but it was not a magic weapon stall, but a fortune-telling stall:
There was a one-meter-square piece of white cloth spread on the ground. In the center was a picture of a person's face. On both sides were the words "The iron mouth is cut straight, and the fingers are counted for three lives." It was an old man in his sixties.
Sitting on a low bench in the back.
When Xu Qing saw Zheng Tianlong's reaction, he was overjoyed. He felt that business was about to come, and immediately continued: "Of course, if you can know the direction of the next fortune and act in a targeted manner, you will definitely be able to avert the disaster."
lucky."
Zheng Tianlong smiled and knew that this was a common trick used by quacks. First, he would attract attention by waiting for disaster, loss of money or serious illness, and then told him that there was actually a way to solve all this. The purpose of all this
I just want to trick myself into telling my fortune.
Shaking his head, Zheng Tianlong was about to turn around and leave, but stopped again...
"Hey, there's something going on!"
At first, when he saw Zheng Tianlong stop and look at him, Xu Qing felt that he was going to get confused today, but then the other party remained motionless, just looking at him, and showed signs of turning around the next moment, and his heart suddenly fell to the bottom.
I thought that the fish I finally caught will soon be unhooked and gone.
However, things immediately took a turn, and the opponent put down his raised steps and walked towards him.
"Grandma, if you don't play with people like this, it would really be like riding a roller coaster!"
Xu Qing muttered secretly in his heart, but a warm smile appeared on his face. He picked up another low stool and handed it to Zheng Tianlong, saying:
"Sit down, we are destined to meet each other. Let me take a good look at your face and give you some advice."
"Oh, okay."
Zheng Tianlong sat down and stared at a torn book placed on a white cloth.
"The length of the three stops can tell the fortunes and misfortunes. The upper stop from the forehead to the eyebrows controls the fortune before the age of 30; the middle stop from the eyebrows to the nose controls the destiny from 30 to 50 years old; the stop from the nose to the chin controls the destiny after the age of 50.
Your upper, middle and lower stops balance the power, so you will get lucky early and you will have great luck in your life..."
"However, people's destiny is unpredictable and is affected by many factors. Although your life destiny is extremely rich, you are currently encountering big problems. Looking at your face, there are signs of stagnation of spirit, color and qi.
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As soon as Zheng Tianlong sat down, Xu Qing started talking eloquently, one after another. This was also a skill he had honed over many years of setting up a stall - otherwise, how could he show off his skills? How could he take money out of the other party's pocket?
Come?
"Hmm~~~"
Zheng Tianlong's attention was not at all on what Xu Qing said. He stared at the book on the stall.
"How did that happen?"
Zheng Tianlong was quite surprised. The book Xu Qing placed on the stall was in tatters, but there was a faint air of aura about it. Based on his previous experience, he knew it must be a good thing.
Thinking of the inheritance of "Ten Books of Yangzhai" that he had obtained from a Feng Shui painting before, Zheng Tianlong felt even more excited.
"No, I have to take this book over and read it."
Zheng Tianlong made up his mind, so he smiled and said to Xu Qing: "Well...can I read your book?"
Xu Qing's face froze, and she licked her lips that were dry as she spoke. She was afraid that others had not heard her passionate expression just now, otherwise they would not have said that she wanted to read the book on her stall.
"This... is not very convenient. This is a secret that is not passed down. To be honest, this is my eating guy. It is passed down from son to daughter, so I can't show it to you. I'm really sorry. However, if you have any questions,
Just tell me and I can answer it for you."
How could Zheng Tianlong believe Xu Qing's nonsense about "secrets that are not passed on" and "passing on from son to daughter"? He waved his hand and said, "I just want to take a look, okay?"