The best feng shui master

Chapter 362
The little guy Qingyan is no stranger to crabs. He often eats raw with water monkeys on the edge of Bachelor Lake. When he sees them again, he quickly jumps over them like an arrow leaving the string.

"Panic!"

In a few seconds, the little blue beast jumped out, its body was covered with crabs, its flesh was clamped by its claws, it squeaked in pain, and rolled on the ground desperately, but it couldn't shake it off.

"Haha, it makes you hungry!"

Chen Yi laughed, walked over, held Qing Yan down, and tore the crabs off his body one by one.

"hiss!"

Chen Yi's fingertips were accidentally caught by the claws of the crab, and it hurt, and he threw it away with all his strength. No wonder Qing Yan screamed, these crabs are weird.

The strength was astonishing, even Chen Yi had to spend some effort to hold down the thick and powerful crab claws so as not to be pinched.

They come out out of season, they are big, strong, and very aggressive. What's wrong with these crabs themselves?

Chen Yi's eyes looked at the pile of crabs, they were pressing down one by one and kept drilling down, just like the uncles and aunts in the supermarket when they were on special prices, it was a desperate effort.

There's something underneath!
Chen Yi made a judgment and released his spiritual sense to investigate. Sure enough, he found that there was a round thing in the center of the crab gathering, which seemed to be a stone ball.

After taking out the stone ball through his spiritual consciousness, Chen Yi saw that the pile of crabs disappeared into the sea water in a short time, just like the sea water with low tide.

"Is that so?"

Chen Yi held the red stone ball, frowning tightly. It was only the size of a palm, but it seemed to contain unimaginable energy.This energy is very special, not spiritual power, but something similar to divine consciousness.

At least it was several times stronger than Chen Yi's spiritual consciousness.

Anyway, it was a good thing. Chen Yi was never a good student who would hand over to the police uncle even if Ma Lu picked up a penny.

Chen Yi was in a good mood, put the beads in his pocket, hugged Qing Yan, who was still grinning and rubbing his tail, got into the car, and set off for the capital.

There are still hundreds of kilometers away from the capital, and Chen Yi is driving at a high speed. For some reason, he always feels that his physical identity is relaxed, even if he is sitting in a narrow car, he still feels very comfortable.

What was that feeling like?It's really hard to describe, it's like being returned to the deepest dream, going into the deepest sleep, but he is still conscious and very awake.

There was still one day before the date of Tang Yanchen's confession. When Chen Yi arrived in the capital in the afternoon, he called Jiang Zhe and told her that he had arrived, and asked her to set a place and rush over by himself.

Jiang Zhe was very happy on the phone, and immediately mentioned a location, which was the one they met last time. Chen Yi was familiar with the road and quickly found it.

For a good feng shui master, finding a place is really too simple.

"Chen Yi, this way!"

When he came to that place, Jiang Zhe and the others had already arrived.

"Chen Yi, this is my aunt, from the National Artists Association. After seeing your "Nine Curved Yellow River", I must see this young master with my own eyes." Jiang Zhe hugged Jiang Xin's arm, smiling sweetly, Close the moon and shame the flowers.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Jiang, hello!"

Chen Yi hurriedly gave in and offered to extend his hand.Judging from her appearance and clothing, Chen Yi could tell that this woman was definitely not an ordinary person. She was radiant in literature and music, she must have extremely profound knowledge, and her clothes were exquisitely matched, obviously she came from among everyone.

What he respects the most in this life is people who are knowledgeable and capable, just like Mr. Han, Mr. Liu, Zhuang Xuyan and others.And this Jiang Zhe should be this kind of person.

Jiang Zhe was stunned suddenly, and looked at Chen Yi's face obsessively, it was so similar, how could there be such a similar person in the world?

"Auntie, auntie, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Zhe saw Chen Yi stretching out his hand for a long time, but his aunt hadn't expressed anything, so he quickly pulled her a few times.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've been a little nervous recently, and my mind has been distracted." Jiang Xin quickly found an excuse to calm herself down, but she couldn't move her eyes from Chen Yi's face.

Jiang Zhe gave his aunt a strange look. What happened today? Is Chen Yi's charm so great?
"It's okay, have you been waiting for a long time?"

Chen Yi sat down and didn't take this episode to heart. After sitting down, he exchanged pleasantries.

Jiang Xin said: "It's not long since you came here, but you must be very tired after driving here from East China?"

"It's okay, it's okay, it's much easier than I used to walk from East China to Qinghai on foot," Chen Yi winked at Jiang Zhe when he spoke.

Jiang Zhe covered her mouth and smiled. After the separation, she also heard that Chen Yi was "hijacked" by that strange man to Qinghai. The journey of thousands of kilometers took only a month, so she really didn't know what to say.

Jiang Xin became curious, "Have you been to Qinghai on foot?"

Chen Yidao: "That's right, from the mouth of the Yellow River to the source of the Yellow River, this "Jiuqu Yellow River" was written down at that time and came back to write."

"Oh", Jiang Xin was thoughtful, "Aren't your family worried about walking thousands of kilometers?"

She looked at Chen Yi with an inexplicable light in her eyes.

Chen Yi felt that the elder sister was a little too enthusiastic, but he could only smile and said, "I'm used to it. If one day they are honest, they will be worried."

"Hehe, boys just want to be wild, it's not good to be too honest." Jiang Xin was slightly disappointed.

"Auntie, don't you want to talk about "Nine Songs of the Yellow River" with Chen Yi?" Jiang Zhe was very puzzled. Before Chen Yi came, the aunt told himself to have a good chat. How did this Chen Yi create it so magically? do it.

She herself has been in the art world for so many years, and even if she has held an art exhibition, there is nothing comparable in her works.

It's just that when you saw Chen Yi, why did you suddenly digress?
Is it possible that this guy can really kill young and old?

Jiang Xin came to his senses and said quickly, "Chen Yi looks very similar to an old friend of mine. I lost my composure for a while. I'm really sorry."

Chen Yi touched his cheek, what a coincidence?When she saw her for the first time, she felt that something was wrong. Her complexion was rosy, her breathing was smooth, and she was well maintained. How could she be suffering from neurasthenia?

"By the way, Chen Yi, are you interested in joining the Art Association? It's the National Art Association!"

Jiang Xin broke the embarrassment first and said.

"Mr. Jiang, let's forget about the Artists Association. I've been very busy recently, and I'm almost devastated." Chen Yi said, "Besides, I'm not a junior high school student. If I join the Writers Association, I won't be ashamed of myself."

Both of them were taken aback for a moment, and said in surprise at the same time: "You haven't graduated from junior high school?"

Chen Yidao: "Why, can't you see it?"

The two looked at each other, and after a long while, Jiang Zhe said, "I, I really didn't see that even Professor Zhuang Xuyan looked up to him, but he didn't graduate from junior high school. This is a bit shocking."

"You dropped out of junior high school, do your parents agree?"

Jiang Xin asked, with a trace of blame involuntarily in his tone.

Chen Yi smiled wryly and said, "I'm an orphan. At that time, I didn't even have enough to eat. Who would blame me?"

"Snapped!"

The cup in Jiang Xin's hand fell to the ground and shattered.

"Auntie, what's the matter with you?" Jiang Zhe asked hastily, stretched out his hand and tried Jiang Xin's forehead, there was no fever.

(End of this chapter)