The best feng shui master

Chapter 646
He Qingqing naturally disagreed with Chen Yi's idea, and Chen Yi never thought that they would really do this, but because of this kind of housework, it is easy to make people feel uncomfortable inside and out, so they had already prepared to stand by and watch Prepare, even if the two wanted Chen Yi to help, he would just be perfunctory.

The three chatted a few more words, and after dinner, they went to their respective rooms to rest.

It has been a long time since the beginning of spring, here is a low-lying basin, the temperature is much higher, and there is no heavy industrial pollution, the air is fresh, and the whole environment is so comfortable that every pore groans.

After running around for several days, even though he was a monk, he was physically tired. Chen Yi lay on the bed, feeling the slight air flow on his cheeks, closed his eyes, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, Chen Yi, who was breathing evenly, opened his eyes suddenly, bright as stars, thick as heavy ink, his thin lips curved out, and there was a weird smile on his face.

On the bluestone-paved street separated by a wall from him, several figures were sneaking around his newly bought Buick MPV, obviously with malicious intentions.

"Oh, why can't you open it? Why is this broken lock so hard to pick!"

One of the figures held a thin ruler-shaped metal object in his hand, and was inserting it into the gap of the Buick MPV's window, with his ear pressed against the glass, carefully probing left and right.

"I said, can you do it? Didn't you learn from Brother Zhang for a long time? Why can't you figure it out after taking so long?" Nail's face, looking at the man who was pushing hard on the car window, was full of disdain.

"That's right, old Dan, what happened?" Another man with an afro said.

"Brother Shan, what are you trying to do? If you want me to tell you, what are you doing so hard to finish the work with a brick and a hammer?" The person who said this was a young man holding a three-millimeter caliper, walking around Go, anxious but can't use the strength, very impatient.

……

Shan Cheng was annoyed about his half-handed lockpicking skills, and when he heard what they said in a hurry, he immediately became furious, lowered his voice, and cursed: "What are you calling for? If you have the ability, you can open it. The one next door to Mahler, Brother Zhang taught me." It’s a Santana, isn’t it the same way as this broken Buick!”

Being scolded by him like this, those little hooligans could only shut their mouths in resentment, squatting in a circle in boredom, smoking cigarettes, chatting and farting in a low voice.

Shan Cheng's forehead was already covered with sweat, and he was nervous. It's not that he had never done petty theft, but it was the first time he had stolen such an expensive car, and his lockpicking skills were only half-learned.The more nervous you are, the more you can't open it, the more you can't open it, the beads of sweat will roll out.

Whoosh!
A gust of wind blew by, and the old locust tree beside the gate shook for a while, making people get goosebumps.

"Fuck, if it wasn't for selling money, I really want to screw you up!"

Sweat all over his body, being blown by the cool wind, it was indescribably sticky~greasy and uncomfortable. One way tightened his clothes, cursed angrily, changed to another angle, and strenuously straightened up again.

"Crack, click, click..."

Slowly, a look of joy appeared on Shan Cheng's face, and the half-baked guy told him that he seemed to be on the verge of success.

However, at this moment, a strange voice suddenly rang in Shan Cheng's ear.

"Well, yes, a little later, it will be opened soon!"

The person was standing right behind him, without looking back, he could tell just by feeling, the voice, the breathing, the heat radiating from the body, all told Shan Cheng that the person was very close to him.

Shan Cheng was concentrating on driving the car lock, when he heard this voice, his hairs stood on end, and he yelled, "Ghost!"

Like a cat whose tail has been stepped on, it leaped high one way, and slammed the iron ruler at the figure that suddenly appeared behind. It didn't even dare to take a second look at the result of the battle, so it ran wildly and rushed to those few people. He was squatting in a circle next to his friends who were smoking cigarettes.

"Fuck, Lao Shan, you are so sick, what are you calling for?" The man in the labor camp was startled by the sudden shout, and couldn't help cursing angrily.

"You frightened me of having a heart attack, is there anything I can do?" The girl with the afro was also quite dissatisfied.

Shan Cheng didn't care about the dissatisfaction of the few people, but with a pale face, he pointed at the back of the car and shouted: "Ghost, what the hell..."

Several people looked in the direction that Shan Cheng pointed, and sure enough, they saw a black figure coming out from behind the MPV.

"You're still learning to be a thief at this level of talent, and you're so scared that you almost pee your pants. Alas, it's really embarrassing to your ancestor Shiqian!"

The black figure leaned against the front of the car with a cigarette in his mouth, looked at them coldly, shook his head and sighed coquettishly, seemed to be mocking, but also seemed to be angry.

The few people froze, annoyed and inconceivable at the same time, they were obviously the only ones just now, when did this arrogant man leaning on the car appear?Why didn't they notice it at all?

Not to mention these few people, even if it was a one-way trip, he didn't notice it at all. His face was pale, his little heart was beating so fast that it was about to explode, and the "kind" reminder that "it will be opened soon" was still in his ears .

He pointed to the figure and said, "You, are you a human or a ghost?"

"Nuo, look, ghosts don't have shadows," the figure pointed to the vague but real shadow on the ground, and said.

One-way glanced at the bluestone floor, the tension in his heart was relieved for half a minute, and suddenly found that the person looked familiar, and a flame burst out from his eyes, "Is it you?"

"Chen, Mr. Chen?"

The other people also gradually recognized the appearance of that person, it was none other than the owners of these two MPVs, a friend brought by He Qingqing, Chen Yi!
Chen Yi looked at the astonished faces of these people, shrugged his shoulders, and said, "I hope it's the police, that's to save me from wasting my tongue with you stupid thieves."

"Keep your mouth clean, who is the thief?"

That one-way turn was faster than flipping a book, pointing at Chen Yi and scolding angrily: "Stop wronging a good man, this broken car of yours can't be sold for 20 yuan, I don't like it, hum, don't think If you have a few stinky money, you will be awesome, let me tell you, I don't like it!"

"That's right, it's great to have a few stinky money? Huh, dogs look down on people, whoever wants to steal will steal it, we are not so boring." The temper of the afro girl is the same as her afro, unbendable Sneaky, but still like a hedgehog, anyway, it's unreasonable.

Chen Yi smiled, pointed to the iron piece in Shan Cheng's hand, and said, "You don't steal the car, what is it in your hand? Could it be that I'm out of date, and now I have to use the special lock-picking tool for car thieves to clean the car?"

"Old Dan, stop talking nonsense with this melon boy, fuck him up!"

The caliper boy walked towards Chen Yi aggressively, carrying a stone that he wanted to smash into the car.

(End of this chapter)