"Damn, who is so bored that he even put the tomb-suppressing beast at this gate?"

Pipilu was very unhappy and couldn't help but curse, especially when Song Tianbao just told him about the "peach blossom Gu", which made him feel even more furious and his whole body began to get up.

Song Tianbao smiled and patted Pipilu on the shoulder: "Why, do you know you're afraid? Touch, then touch it. Didn't you say it feels good?"

"Hmph, that's a big bullshit. Brother Bao, do you think this boss is eating shit? He actually put this thing in front of the door."

"Well, there is a problem. I guess it may be that this shop owner doesn't understand the market very much. Or, the shop owner never reads "Ghost Blows the Flute", he has no idea about this tomb-controlling beast, but he just simply thinks it is interesting. And to be honest, from the perspective of Feng Shui, he placed this tomb-controlling beast at the door of the shop, which was completely a dying rhythm. Oh, by the way, you can count it again, even the steps of this Strange Flavor Building are exactly level 18."

Pipilu asked again: "Brother Bao, is there any particularity in the eighteen steps?"

Song Tianbao said: "Of course, in our China, there is no particular thing? Especially the numbers, there are more things to pay attention to. No one has ever counted the heavenly stems and earthly branches in the past, but some numbers that keep up with the times are also particular. Do you know, which floor is the hardest to sell in the current real estate market?"

Pipilu said: "I guess it should be the thirteenth floor, and no one likes the thirteenth floor, because it is not auspicious."

Song Tianbao said: "Wrong! The one that is the worst seller is actually the eighteenth floor."

Pipiru paused and suddenly screamed, "Yes, my god, the eighteenth level of hell! Why didn't I expect it?"

After Pipilu said this, even Zhou Ningning next to her was startled. She asked in a low voice: "Hey, Song Tianbao, it seems that you are good at Feng Shui? Are you really a witch?"

When Song Tianbao heard her say the word "witch man", he waved his hand in fear: "No, I'm actually just interested in this aspect when I go online. Let's go, let's go in. Since we've come, can we still go back with an empty stomach?"

Song Tianbao was so hungry that he didn't want to make trouble anymore.

He didn't want to say too much about "Feng Shui". Because for him, these basic Feng Shui knowledge had actually been mastered as early as when he was **.

Grandpa Song Jiunian said that witches are born with the spirituality of touching the world, so their perception of the Feng Shui of the world is often much stronger than that of ordinary people. Even many witches who have never read books can recognize many Feng Shui stars based on their intuition. This kind of innate enlightenment is often not something that ordinary people can possess.

As a pure-bred witch, if Song Tianbao doesn’t even understand the most basic Feng Shui, he will be ashamed of his ancestors. Although Song Tianbao does not have any outstanding talent in studying, Song Jiunian never interrupts his education and training since childhood. Especially in the theoretical cultivation of "Feng Shui Astrology", Song Jiunian forced Song Tianbao to read one book after another.

Since Song Tianbao began to learn to read, his grandfather forced him to read the "Cangsu Sutra", "Huangdi House Sutra", "Terrain of the Palace", "Tomb Book", "Wulong Picture" and other difficult ancient books.

Song Tianbao often complains that other people's childhood is always associated with cute anime, but his childhood memory is often about "how to bury corpses", "how to communicate with the sky burial master", "how to avoid eye contact of the corpse driver", "how to summon the soul of the dead baby", "how to correctly sneak into the underground palace", "how to correctly bleed and mating the black snake", "how to correctly use the sacrificial knife to point the direction for the dead"...

Other children recite tactful and beautiful Tang poems every day, but Song Tianbao recites the boring "Cangsu". Perhaps, it is precisely because Song Tianbao reads a lot of books on this aspect that he has also accumulated some theoretical knowledge about Feng Shui.

But in essence, Song Tianbao is not a person who likes to do academic research, and his Chinese level is not very high, so the ancient books he gave him, except for some hand-painted women's bodies, he spent most of his time just hypnosis.

Therefore, Song Tianbao really doesn’t like Feng Shui.

From this perspective, it is not unreasonable that Zhou Ningning hates witch people.

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"Brother Bao, since the feng shui here is not good, why don't we eat another one?"

When Pipilu thought of touching the tomb-controlling beast's chest just now, his whole body began to get skin again.

Zhou Ningning is an atheist. She doesn't believe in Feng Shui and numerology at all, so she doesn't care. She thinks the environment here is pretty good, and there is a small quiet bamboo forest outside the box on the first floor. After nightfall, the sound of bamboo leaves rubbing faintly from the small bamboo forest, which feels very charming. From childhood to adulthood, Zhou Ningning's favorite place is the bamboo forest.

So she smiled and said, "I won't change it anymore, I won't change it anymore, let's eat here. I feel very comfortable here. As for the Feng Shui you two talk about, I don't understand, and I don't believe it either."

"Pipilu, you dare not listen to the goddess' words?"

Song Tianbao ignored Pipilu and followed Zhou Ningning into the Strange Flavor Building. After Pipilu smelled the scent of spicy hot pot, he could not resist the temptation of food and walked into the hotel. But before entering, he couldn't help but glance at the tomb-controlling beast at the door. Suddenly, he seemed to feel the monster's eyes moving.

"Damn it, hallucinations, hallucinations, must be hallucinations!"

Pipilu was so scared that he shivered and walked towards the lobby without daring to go back.

The lobby of the Strange Weifang Building is very large, with a size of 200 square meters. As soon as the three of them entered the lobby, they were intoxicated by the magnificent decoration of the Strange Weifang Building, especially the orange paper lanterns hanging around the hall, which gave people a feeling of relaxation and joy, as if they had walked into the lively Grand View Garden in "Dream of Red Mansions".

Soon, a waitress wearing a red cheongsam came over from the bar.

"Welcome to the Strange Vase Building, how many of you?"

The waitress smiled and looked good. Especially her figure was particularly eye-catching, with bulging front and tilted back, and her cheongsam was also very high, directly revealing two straight and fair thighs like straight male killers.

"Beauty, we have three......"

Pippi Ruse stared at the waiter's white thighs in the cheongsam in a daze. His saliva was almost flowing out, and even his speech was filled with a slutty tremor.

"Hey, don't be embarrassed anymore, this is a restaurant, not a massage parlor."

Song Tianbao pulled Pilu's sleeve and reminded him not to lose his composure.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!