The days when I was forced to be a magic stick

Fu Haihai's perplexed expression suddenly became embarrassing.

Of course he had looked for that person, but that person was a magic weapon seller, and he didn't know anything about Feng Shui.

Seeing that the situation was getting more and more serious, and no matter what happened at home, Fu Dahai thought of Mr. An.

Yan An finally went to Fu Dahai's house.

It's just that from Fu Dahai's reluctance at the beginning, it became Yan An's reluctance, and Fu Dahai had to be careful with him.

He had to be careful, otherwise this person would turn his back on Mr. An and arrange a few sentences for him, who would he turn to for Feng Shui?

After all, Fu Dahai still didn't believe that the young Yan An had that ability.

Fu Haihai lived in a suburban villa, which was decorated magnificently.

Yan An followed the other party through the door into the living room, where a beautiful woman in her 30s was cleaning.

Seeing the woman Fu Haihai immediately frowned, "Cleaning again? Are you restless! Didn't I tell you not to move around recently?"

"Didn't you see a guest coming, why don't you hurry up and wait upstairs." He spoke sternly, and the woman complied, and then turned to explain to Yan An, "She is my wife, here."

Fu Dahai pointed to his forehead, "Didn't you just knock on the door two days ago?"

Yan An did notice that the woman had a Band-Aid on her forehead and bruises on her legs, "You don't need to explain to me."

It can be seen that Fu Dahai's tone seems to be quite fierce, but he is somewhat sincere towards his wife.

"Hehe, Tianshi Yan, what do you think I should do here?" He now only hoped that the other party would take a quick look, and if he couldn't find any problems, he could go back and ask Mr. An.

Yan An saw through his thoughts and didn't say anything, anyway, he just took this opportunity as a practice.

Grandpa said that metaphysics improves the fastest in actual combat, and it is best to have this opportunity to practice once a month.

He walked around the living room and stopped in front of a statue of Guanyin directly above.

"Tianshi, is there something wrong with this Guanyin statue?" Fu Haihai asked strangely, it was picked by the other party's grandfather.

"Of course not." As a matter of fact, as soon as he entered the door, he found that the atmosphere in the place was in chaos. If it weren't for this statue of Guanyin, it is estimated that what Fu Haihai is worried about now is not the family, but the company.

Yan An pointed to the east, where a statue of the God of Wealth half a person tall was placed on a small square table, and three sticks of incense were still burning in the incense burner in front of the table, "Who asked you to put this God of Wealth here?"

"Yes, is there a question?" Fu Haihai asked nervously.Although he didn't believe in the ability of this Tianshi Yan from the bottom of his heart, but when he was asked such a question, he unconsciously raised his heart.

This position was chosen by Fu Haihai himself, and he had been complacent for a long time at the beginning, the east, the rising sun, symbolizes the rising hope, how auspicious!

"There are more than just problems. The God of Wealth is in charge of wealth, so naturally it must be placed on the position of wealth. There must be a wall behind it, which means there is a backing. Your villa faces south, and it is a Kanzhai. The position of wealth is in the southwest or due north."

"And you put it in the wrong place, not to mention, your back is still facing the floor-to-ceiling windows, tsk, if you see blood and money, if you are small, if you are big..."

"How about the big one?"

Yan An smiled, and said two words lightly, "Bankrupt."

Fu Dahai was taken aback, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.His real estate company can rely on him working hard for most of his life to achieve the current results. If it goes bankrupt...

Just when he was panicking, he suddenly saw Yan An's relaxed and comfortable appearance, and couldn't help but wonder, this kid won't talk big words to scare him, right?It's not just a direction, how can it be so scary.

"Then I change the position of the idol?"

Yan An shook his head, "It's not just the orientation, I'm afraid there's something wrong with your statue too. If you don't believe me, smash it and have a look."

"I paid a lot of money to bring this statue back."

"I'm only responsible for talking, it's up to you to do it or not."

Fu Haihai hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth for the last time, "Smash it!"Of course, this celestial master refers to Mr. An.

The two bodyguards acted quickly, and got the employer's instructions, and the matter was settled in less than half a minute.

Fu Dahai looked at the statue on the ground dumbfounded.

The person who sold the magic weapon told him that the idol was made of solid wood, but now the statue is not only not solid wood, but the hollow part is filled with soil, and most of the remaining wood has been eaten by moths.

Four words, nothing more than words.

"Tianshi, what should we do?"

"Throw it away or burn it, whatever you like."

"That's it?" So simple?

"That's it." Yan An nodded, it was that simple.

Fu Haihai began to doubt again.Although the kid did say that there is a problem with the statue, but there are so many liars now, and it is not uncommon to shoddy.

And it's normal for wood to have moths.Is this kid hitting right?

Seeing that the other party lowered his head and said nothing, Yan An's expression changed.

"Boss Fu, take two steps back."

"what?"

"Two steps back."

The second monk Fu Haizhang was puzzled, so he listened to the other party and took two steps back.Just about to ask why.

"boom!"

"Whoa!"

A football that flew in from the outside wiped the floor-to-ceiling windows and hit the chandelier in the living room, and the chandelier fell to the ground at that time.

Fu Dahai touched his face in a daze, then looked at the red color on his hand, "Blood..."

The place where the chandelier fell was far away from them, but the splashed glass shards cut Fu Haihai's face with a gash.

"I'm really sorry, I made a mistake in my calculation." Yan An said embarrassedly, but his tone was not apologetic.

"Tianshi!" Fu Haihai immediately responded.The soccer ball flew in from behind the floor-to-ceiling windows. The statue in front of it was fine, but instead hit the chandelier in the distance.

Coincidentally, the chandelier fell off as soon as it was smashed!

I couldn't help but stepped forward and held Yan An's hand excitedly, "Tianshi, it's because I don't know Mount Tai and don't believe in your ability. I'll send someone to throw the statue away."

Yan An withdrew his hand with a smile, but didn't speak.

The two bodyguards dutifully threw the statue, and then brought back news that the football was played by children nearby.

Fu Haihai thought about the statues, footballs, and chandeliers recently, and sighed, "It's really unlucky." Then he froze.

Mr. An just said that he has had bad luck recently.

"Actually, the Guanyin statue of your bad luck is enough to resolve it, but when you decided to buy the statue, things have changed. Do you understand what I mean?"

Fu Haihai nodded half-understanding.

Forget it, don’t understand if you don’t understand. "It's getting late, I should go back."

Fu Dahai personally sent Yan An to the door, "Tianshi, this time is really thanks to you," he said, stuffing a card into Yan An's hand, "It's a small thing, it's not a respect."

Yan An did not refuse, and got into the car sent by the other party to take him back, "Boss Fu, if you want to increase your fortune, you might as well buy a golden toad, Southwest."

Fu Haihai was surprised and delighted at once, "Thank you Heavenly Master for your guidance."

Watching the car disappear from sight, Fu Dahai beamed and called people to pay attention to the golden toad magic weapon.

After hanging up the phone, he thought of Yan Tianshi's relaxed and comfortable appearance from the beginning to the end.

This is not bluffing him, it is clearly a well-thought-out plan!

Besides, Yan An, after he came out of the villa area, he went to the nearby ATM machine and transferred the money from the card to his own card.

20.He stared at the zero after the number and counted several times, and then came to the conclusion that being a magic stick really makes money.

But thinking of the 20 talisman papers, [-] is only twenty.Although it makes money, it also burns money.

Yan An asked, and the high-quality talisman paper used by Mr. An is about the same price.

Having made a decision in his heart to work hard to make money, Yan An lived a fulfilling life for the next half month.

During the day, I read calligraphy and painting symbols, and at night I wandered around the mountains, looking for those lonely ghosts to exercise my abilities.It's just because he has been practicing by himself, so he doesn't know the extent of his ability.

And after staying at home for half a month, his hands were itchy.

This morning, Yan An woke up in his bed.

Under the messy hair, the beautiful eyes were half-closed, and the lips were red. After a while, he let out a sigh.

He dreamed of that man again.

It seemed that Yan An would dream of that man every few days.Sometimes it's on the street, sometimes it's a bedroom, sometimes it's an office, and most of them are the latter.

The content of his dream was also very strange, how should I put it, it was an ambiguous relationship with a man.The ambiguity of their relationship can be seen at a glance.

Yan An is also a little strange, although this man does perfectly meet his requirements for the other half in terms of body appearance and personality, but the two of them get along as if they are in love, is this too, weird?

Who wants to fall in love with a man in a dream!

Like the content of today's dream, the location is a hotel room. He obviously appeared at the door of the bathroom at first, and he had already heard the sound of water coming from inside.

The next second, you are sitting at the bar with a man drinking red wine?

To be honest, rather than talking about the stars, the moon, and poetry, he would rather just open the bathroom door and go in.

Come to a man-to-man duel with each other vigorously.

"Tsk," Yan An shook his head regretfully, "It's a pity."

"What a pity?" Grandpa Yan heard this sentence when he opened the door, and asked subconsciously.

"It's nothing, why did grandpa come up?" Yan An lifted the quilt and got out of bed, stretched his waist, revealing his flat belly from the clothes.

"Breakfast is ready, hurry down to eat." Grandpa Yan finished speaking and closed the door, "Mr. An cooked the porridge."

"Oh, I'll come down after I take a shower."

After taking a fighting shower in 5 minutes, Yan An slapped on his slippers and went downstairs. He had just picked up the bowl after sitting down, and hadn't taken a mouthful of porridge yet.

"Tianshi Yan!" Fu Dahai's potbellied figure appeared at the door.

"Tianshi Yan, I'm here to introduce you to business." He walked up to Yan An and sat down beside Yan An, with an uncontrollable secret joy on his face, "Big deal!"

Maybe it's a recognition of his ability to leave grandpa behind and find him first?Yan An thought to himself.

He poked open the phone and looked at the time, his face darkened, it was less than seven o'clock.