Urban Feng Shui Master

Chapter 132 The Wooden Mandrill Makes Trouble
"Isn't that right?" Lao Zhao continued: "The first buyer came to see him. Before entering the door, he tripped over something for no apparent reason. That person had a nosebleed. He just said it was bad luck, so he didn't even look at the sofa."

Uh!
"The second buyer was very satisfied after seeing it, and wanted to pay a deposit on the spot. As a result, the check book he took out was completely white. The seller said it was weird, so he didn't want it."

"The third one is even more broken." Speaking of this, Old Zhao was extremely helpless: "This sofa was moved from the window to the stairs in front of us. It scared the seller on the spot." Ran."

Hearing this, Zhao Dapeng stood up abruptly, his buttocks still felt the pain from being electrocuted before, and said solemnly: "This sofa in the Republic of China is absolutely perfect, Uncle Zhao, you can't just keep it for a few dollars. To inflict this scourge, it can be chopped, chopped, burned, or buried... um..."

Just as Zhao Dapeng was making an impassioned speech, a piece of newspaper flew out of nowhere and directly stuck to his face.

"This... is simply too much!" Zhao Dapeng angrily tore the newspaper off his face, as if he was going to fight the Republic of China sofa.But because this thing may be charged, we can only hide from a distance.

"Hey!" Old Zhao sighed for a long time, a little dumbfounded: "This is the situation. I also thought about throwing away this sofa, but it turned out that it seemed to have a spirituality, and it played pranks from time to time, but I couldn't throw it away at all. If it wasn't In this way, I will not invite the master to come over."

As Lao Zhao said, he looked at Zeng Yifan, and felt that this matter had nothing to do with Feng Shui, but he didn't know who to turn to.

Zeng Yifan looked at the sofa and then at Lao Zhao, feeling a little embarrassed.This kind of thing that may be a little suspenseful is really not necessarily something that can be solved by oneself.Just because of Lao Zhao's pleading eyes, he stood up and walked to the Republic of China sofa.

"Yifan, that thing is electrified..."

Seeing that Zeng Yifan was about to put his hand up, Zhao Dapeng reminded weakly.

Zeng Yifan was slightly taken aback, but still put his hand on it.

This time, I didn't get any electricity, but I felt that the wood of the sofa was hot, at least [-] or [-] degrees.

Ordinary old wood, because of the heavy yin, generally the temperature will only be lower than ordinary wood, but this piece is the exact opposite. Is it possible that there is really something?
Thinking like this, Zeng Yifan secretly channeled a little zhenqi, and forced some of the cold air in his body onto the wood.

Just when he felt the temperature in his palm drop to almost body temperature, Zeng Yifan felt that the sofa seemed to vibrate slightly.

"This... what the hell..." Zhao Dapeng had sharp eyes, and immediately saw a furry thing popping out from the position of the repaired sofa leg.

Zeng Yifan withdrew the cold air from his hands, and also found something that suddenly came out from the sofa legs.It was still a living creature, much smaller than the newborn baby.

Generally speaking, this thing looks like a macaque, with a blue face, but a red nose, like a clown in a circus, and a short white beard on its mouth.The whole body is brown, and the belly is white.

This weird little macaque has only half of its body exposed, while the other half of its body seems to be sunk in the wood of the sofa, as if its whole body grew out of that wood.

"Sofa fine!" Zhao Dapeng rolled his eyes when he saw this thing, and grinned at himself, not only backing away again and again.

"what!"

Zhao Dapeng suddenly fell heavily on a buttock, an empty drink bottle, which came out of nowhere, was stepped on by him who was retreating, and rolled to the side.

"The wooden mandrill, the ghost in the mountains, looks like a child, with one leg backwards, Yexi prisoner, call his name, don't mess with him." Zeng Yifan was stunned because of Zhao Dapeng's sudden fall, and then said.

As a kind of Fengshui strange beast, the wooden mandrill usually only appears in the deep mountains. It is the product of trees absorbing the essence of the sun and the moon, which is about the same nature as the sun monkey jumping out of the stone.Belonging to wood, it can be big or small, and it often indicates new things. It is an auspicious animal.

But the so-called "good things never come back", the existence of a strange beast like the wooden mandrill is to play such a role.Like to tease people, but also harmless.

"Master... why is this thing on the sofa?" Old Zhao was also a little frightened.Although the wooden mandrill doesn't look scary, and it looks like a pet, but when it suddenly appears from the sofa, it feels a little creepy.

"Master Zhao, have you stopped driving Director Chen?" Zeng Yifan asked suddenly.

"Yes... yes." Lao Zhao didn't turn the corner all of a sudden, why did he suddenly ask himself from this strange thing that he was working.

"Yifan, you are more and more predictable now, so why didn't you expect that I would fall?" Zhao Dapeng stood up rubbing his buttocks, complaining.

Where does this follow.Zeng Yifan was speechless.

"The appearance of the wooden mandrill is a herald of new things. I think there should be no other new things except that Lao Zhao changed his job." Zeng Yifan said.

Lao Zhao is not Zhao Dapeng's cousin, and Ergou is not married, so he has no daughter-in-law to pick up ashes.

"Yes, yes, I stopped driving half a month ago, and now I have an engineering team to do some small engineering projects." Old Zhao said quickly.It was really amazing, but he never mentioned that he was no longer a driver.But the master was able to know that he had changed to a new job from a strange thing that popped out of nowhere.

"However, this thing..." While Old Zhao was surprised, he was still a little afraid of this weird wooden mandrill.

"To be honest, I don't know what to do." Zeng Yifan spread his hands helplessly.

First of all, it stands to reason that the wooden mandrill would not stay in one place, and would change to another object after having played with it.Secondly, this wooden mandrill is rather strange, it seems to be nailed to the leg of the sofa, if it can't move, it can only follow the sofa all the time.From the looks of it, it still likes Lao Zhao's place quite a bit, but it doesn't want to leave.

"If I had known, I wouldn't have spent a lot of money repairing this sofa back then, but now I really can't throw it away, and it's troublesome to keep it." Lao Zhao said, with a troubled expression on his face.

"Uncle Zhao, you still spend a lot of money to repair this damn thing? Maybe it's you who repaired it, but this thing just won't go away. Everyone likes a comfortable place." Zhao Dapeng said, his eyes widened. Competing with the wooden mandrill's eyes.

Seeing that the wooden mandrill could only move half of its body and had no upper limbs, Zhao Dapeng, who had been teased before, became bolder, blowing his beard and glaring at it directly: "You are the wooden mandrill, right? If you have the guts, come out and fight one-on-one."

(End of this chapter)