The best feng shui master

Chapter 662

Falling into a cave, meeting an expert in the world, and getting an adventure?

Everyone scolded their mothers in their hearts, even Chu Haimen and He Qingqing couldn't listen anymore!

Why don't you tell me, you are so damn good, an old beggar saw that your bones are so clear and your bones are so good, you must be a martial arts genius, and you feel that the opportunity has come, so I specially left you the 72 rounds of Qimen Dunjia to help you achieve success in the future great cause?
Chen Yi's nonsense, as long as they have the IQ of a three-year-old child, they will not believe it. Of course, Chen Yi did not expect them to believe it.

Yang Fuchen smiled wryly, and if he didn't want to reveal it, then he didn't want to reveal it. Everyone has privacy, and there are some secret sects in this world that are separated from the world. !

Chen Yi said just now that if everything goes well, the formation can be broken within a day, but things don't seem to be going well. After the moon was on the branches and the sky was full of stars, they returned to their original place again.

It's just that none of the people said anything, including Yang Lingyu and Yang Lingfei who had always looked down upon Chen Yi and others.

This was screened by the master himself, and it was so true that he could no longer be the descendant of Qimen Dunjia in the 72 rounds.

If even a person who is proficient in 72 rounds of Qimen Dunjia can't break through the Qimen Fascination Formation, then I'm afraid there will be no other person in this world who can do it.

That night, Yang Fuchen was in a good mood, so he made people set a trap in the mountain, caught a few small mountain beasts, lit a raging bonfire, skinned and washed the few mountain rabbits and deer, and roasted them on the bonfire until they were burnt yellow and oily. Bring out their homemade drinks and feast on the treats.

Chen Yi never knew what politeness was, and he ate meat and drank heavily, so it was right for these people's temperament.Although they are called Taoists and dress like Taoists, it is just to deceive people and make it easier for them to do things on a daily basis. They are still a group of thieves digging up people's ancestral graves for profit, and they are still full of quack spirit.

When Yang Lingfei looked at Chen Yi, the hostility and disdain in the daytime disappeared. As her eyes flickered, she seemed to have a better impression of Chen Dahuyou, and she was no longer aggressive, and her voice became sweeter. Hadn't Chen Yi seen her look during the day, maybe he really thought she was just a cute and cute girl.

He Qingqing still had that indifferent expression. She picked some unknown weeds and flowers and soaked them in the thermos she carried with her. After a while, the fragrance overflowed. It should not be too obvious compared with the smoky and greasy food.

Chen Yi was impolite, and directly poured out more than half a cup of the camellia brewed by He Qingqing, raised his neck and dried it to the end, then gave a thumbs up, and said in an unusually heroic way: Good tea!

It is indeed a good tea. Chen Yi doesn't know when it started, but there is always a feeling that as long as it is brewed by He Qingqing, even the leaves of sweet potato seedlings have a unique flavor, which makes people want to stop.

Chu Haimen rolled his eyes helplessly, and said: "The cow chewing peonies is a disgrace to the scenery. Qingqing's tea art is obtained from an old tea maker in Yunnan. I haven't seen you waste things like this."

He Qingqing shook her head with a smile, and said, "Isn't tea made for people to drink? As long as you like it, why do you need so many restrictions?"

The old man named Yang Qingyun stroked his goatee, smiled warmly, and said: "Haha, the daughter of the He family is right. Drinking tea is a state of mind. Sipping slowly and drinking a large cup is all about a state of mind." , this little brother can be so free and easy, he is also a generous person."

"Heck, Mr. Chen, I didn't expect you to drink so much truth from drinking tea. Uncle Yang seldom praises people." The quick change of Yang Lingyu's attitude is staggering, but it's just that from time to time, he slammed into his waist. The gaze of Xiaoben in the room made Chen Yi a little wary.

Chu Haimen looked at this group of unscrupulous mountain-moving Taoists, and rolled his eyes, thinking that this kind of bull drinking and swallowing whales is the most despised in the tea ceremony, only those uneducated rural hustlers would behave like this, why do you Is this group of people considered elegant?
No morals, no morals!

After some flattery, Chen Yi was full of wine and food, told a few people to get up early tomorrow, and the time to break the formation, and then returned to his tent in a daze.

"Grandpa, are you drunk?"

Ever since Lian Er thought that she would never be able to recruit Liu Lang back, she seldom showed up when there were many people, and only occasionally came out to have a few words with Chen Yi alone.

Chen Yi poured some water from the kettle, wet the towel, wiped his face, his eyes were shining brightly, he was not half drunk, and said with a smile: "What do you think?"

Sitting beside Chen Yi's sleeping bag, Lian'er smiled sweetly, revealing two cute dimples, and said, "I knew Engong wouldn't get drunk so easily, and many people thought that Engong couldn't drink."

"Which people?"

Chen Yi sat next to Lian Er and asked curiously.

"That Yang Lingfei."

Lian'er's smooth little brows were frowned, and she said, "Hmph, a girl is so ignorant, I don't know how her parents educate her."

Chen Yi is helpless, this Lian Er's thinking is still stuck in hundreds of years ago, the three obediences and four virtues have been deeply rooted in the soul, and she can't understand the behavior of many girls today. Chen Yi told her many times that times have changed and men and women are equal. Women can hold up half the sky, but the effect seems to be not very good. This little girl always goes in her left ear and out of her right ear. After a few days, she resumes her usual feudal views.

"Hehe, why is Lian'er angry with her? She's just an insignificant person, so it doesn't matter." Chen Yi shook his head and said.

Lian'er's anger subsided a little, and said: "Well, Lian'er doesn't like those people, and that fake Taoist priest with a whisk, Lian'er always feels that he has bad intentions."

"Oh?"

Chen Yi frowned. He knew that Lian'er could sense the aura of a person's mind, so he could roughly guess that person's ups and downs, but even so, he still found it a bit unbelievable.

In his impression, this Yang Fuchen is like a master of Taoism, except when discussing the 72 rounds of Qimen Dunjia with himself, he talks a lot, the rest of the time he is reticent, aloof and high-spirited, Moreover, the death of those white apes was not his original purpose, and there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

So he asked casually: "Then Yang Fuchen has malicious intentions? How can you tell?"

Lian'er tilted her head and thought for a while, then said: "I can't say, his soul, oh, is what you call thinking, it is hidden very deeply, Lian'er can't fully see through it, but Lian'er always has a feeling , I feel that when he looks at Engong, his thinking is always very abnormal, how can I put it, it's like Lian Er's feeling when he saw a principal looking at a beautiful female teacher, anyway, he has bad intentions."

In February of Yangchun, the temperature in the mountains is still not high, and the cold wind at night can still make people feel a bit of coolness, but after Chen Yi heard Lian Er's words, his forehead was covered with beads of sweat, all in cold sweat!

Chen Yi stretched out his hand to press her little head, and shook it. The feeling was similar to that of a normal person, but with a slightly abnormal coolness.

He said helplessly, "What's going on in your little head!"

Lian'er looked at Chen Yi and said seriously, "I'm not young. According to my age, I'm hundreds of years older than you."

"But your character is still at the stage of a little girl." Chen Yi reasoned with her, "It's not good for us to talk about age alone, or it's better to talk about mental age, that is to say, who is more mature. "

Lian'er is very simple, even though she has "lived" for hundreds of years, she is still as pure as a piece of white paper, so she couldn't stand Chen Yi's foolishness, she tilted her head and thought for a while, and said, "Well, yes, you are better than me. If you know a lot, why don't I recognize you as my brother in the future?"

Chen Yi broke out in a cold sweat again. The reason why he said that he wanted to talk about mental age was not because he wanted to take advantage of her, but because he didn't want to make himself an old aunt, grandmother, and grandmother, but if he really wanted him to listen to Lian Er calling her brother , I feel twisted no matter what.

"Don't benefactors like it? Or do you dislike Lian'er, leaving only a wisp of soul?"

Seeing Chen Yi hesitate, Lian'er thought he was disgusted, she couldn't help but pouted her small mouth, her big eyes were full of grievances, she was about to cry, that pitiful appearance, even a man couldn't stand it, let alone Chen Yi's love A flood of philanthropists.

"Okay, okay, isn't she just a younger sister? I have too many younger sisters in the orphanage, so I don't need you." Chen Yi held up his hands and made a gesture of surrender, recognizing that the absurdity of Lian'er's sister was so ridiculous that it couldn't be more absurd decision.

"Hehe, I knew that benefactor is the best." Lian'er smiled through her tears, and hugged Chen Yi's arm, her face was as bright as a peach blossom in full bloom.

"Don't you want to recognize me as your elder brother? Why are you still called Engong?" Chen Yi asked incomprehensibly.

"Hehe, yes, Lian'er recognizes you as an elder brother in her heart, but she can't call you that in her mouth. Lian'er's elder brother is dead, so it would be unlucky to call you elder brother."

Chen Yi didn't know what to say. Lian'er's eccentricity was really elusive, so she could only let her do it. She could call it whatever she wanted, anyway, he didn't have so many bullshit taboos.

"Okay, it's getting late, pack up and go to sleep, there is still hard work to do tomorrow."

Lian'er doesn't need to sleep, but she still needs to "clean up".

Chen Yi took out the broken soul letter that was full of cracks, cut open his finger, and a few drops of blood dripped on it. Xiao Lian'er unconsciously let out a happy "groan", Chen Yi's blood contained too much yin and yang energy. Plenty, for a spiritual body like Lian Er who only has a soul left, it is a rare tonic, and it will naturally make her extremely comfortable.

After finishing the "big uncle" that must be done once a day, Chen Yi felt a little bit sleepy, and when he saw Lian'er returning to the soul letter, he was also ready to fall asleep.

At this moment, the curtain of the tent was lifted, and a slim figure bent over and walked in.

"Yang Lingfei?"

Seeing the person coming, Chen Yi was puzzled, "What's the matter?"

"Why, can't you come to chat with Mr. Chen if you have nothing to do?" Yang Lingfei smiled charmingly, with an unusually sweet voice.

Compared with the daytime, Yang Lingfei seemed to be more beautiful, with more red lips, a light layer of powder on her cheeks, a line of eyebrows on the corners of her eyes and eyebrows, and her clothes were also changed. Dressed in pink pajamas, it fully outlines her protruding parts.

(End of this chapter)