Chen's family, in the small garden.

The green pond and small marsh are clear and illuminating, and the kingfisher perched on the branches, with long and short singing sounds.

There are also lush green bamboos, green and cold bones, hairy leaves spread out, and the west wind echoes the birds' songs, biting the sound.

"Gold produces water, and there is a phoenix."

Chen Yan sat steadily and looked at the small pond not far away. The golden water shines, the reflection of green bamboos, and the clear and bright lights intertwined. It was a Feng Shui pattern with Feng Laiyi, and the family was safe.

Sitting in the garden, Chen Yan felt the cool breeze, the faint fragrance, the mind was calm and natural and peaceful.

“It’s not simple,”

Chen Yan stroked the scroll in his hand. If it weren't for the witch demon magic that harmed people, this Feng Shui bureau alone would allow the Chen family to live and work in peace and have a safe population.

However, judging from the turmoil in the Chen family in the past three months, the Feng Shui pattern also has its own limitations.

Feng Shui focuses on nourishing the word, harmonizing yin and yang, condense into a magnetic field, and over time, blessings and longevity continue, but there is no way to do anything about the infinite changes in the future.

The reason is very simple. Feng Shui pattern transforms into small worlds, but someone still needs to suppress them. The unity of heaven, earth, man and man is the Great Perfection.

Only people can adjust according to future changes. If a person has problems, no matter how good the Feng Shui pattern is, it will be dead.

In the past, Chen Yan couldn't afford to get sick, and the pattern of Fenglaiyi in the garden was just a decoration. Now Chen Yan has reached the state of induction, and true energy is born, and the magnetic field naturally evolves, which is in harmony with this Fengshui pattern, and will immediately restore the pattern of Fenglaiyi and even go to a higher level.

If you can't explain it, the Feng Shui pattern is just an icing on the cake and cannot provide timely help. All changes are important.

"Enhance self-improvement and be virtuous and carry things."

Chen Yan had a deep gaze and had a new understanding of the way of heaven, earth and man.

Scream,

At this moment, the sound of pushing the door sounded, and Aying came in from outside, her hair was loose, her jade feet were naked, and her white clothes were fluttering.

At first glance, it looks like a real female ghost.

"Aying, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Yan put down the scroll, looked up and down a few times, and asked, "Not only came back late, how could he still look like this?"

"oops,"

Aying walked to the stone bench and sat down, gasping for a while. After a while, she replied, "I'm so unlucky today. I met two disciples on the way back."

"Um?"

Chen Yan sat up straight, poured hot tea for Aying, handed it over, and asked, "How did you get rid of them?"

"I,"

Aying first drank a cup of hot tea, moistened her throat, smiled, and then said with a smile, "It's in the wilderness, there is no one. The two of them chased after me from behind, and you can tell at a glance that they are not good people. But in this wilderness, no one heard me even when I shouted."

"So, I had a sudden inspiration and had a plan."

"I ran to an ancient tree, took off my hairpin and earrings and put them in my pocket, took off my belt and wrapped it around my neck, draped my hair, stuck out my tongue, opened my eyes, looked forward, waited for the two of them to come."

"When those two people come, I deliberately waved to them, making a rustling sound, and letting them sit down."

"When the two of them saw me like this, they thought they had met a hanged ghost, and they were so scared that they were half scared. The timid one was so scared that he screamed. It was so funny."

"Then I took advantage of the opportunity of the two of them being scared away and hurried home."

"Hell, thanks to my wit."

"Our Aying is really smart,"

Chen Yan nodded and said with a smile, "Don't do bad things, don't be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. Just look at them being scared, you will know that they are not good people."

"yes,"

After drinking the hot tea, Aying frowned her fine eyebrows and said, "But I see one of them is so scared that she won't be scared to be a fool, right?"

"Scare to be fools, scare to be fools,"

Chen Yan waved his hand and said indifferently, "If you really become a fool, it means he has done a lot of things wrong. Aying, you are also doing it for the people."

"That's good, that's good."

Aying felt relieved, her eyes turned, and she happened to see the horse under the tree. She stood up immediately, walked to the front of her in three or two steps, and said in surprise, "Isn't this a burnt-tailed horse? Why did it suddenly appear?"

"Cracktail horse?"

Chen Yan asked with a smile on his face, "Aying, have you seen it before?"

"yes,"

Aying leaned over, touched the horse's head, and said with a smile, "When the master and his wife were there, this burnt-tail horse often appeared, and I rode out the door. However, since the master and his wife passed away, the burnt-tail horse disappeared. Unexpectedly, I saw it again today."

“That’s it,”

Chen Yan knew it in his heart and said, "Aying, if you go out to do business in the future, just ride this scorched horse, which saves time and is safe."

"OK,"

Aying stroked the horse's hair from the scorched horse, agreed and said, "The scorched horse is running so fast. With it, it will be very convenient for me to go to the market to buy things in the future."

Fifty miles away, Zhaojiazhuang.

The entrance of the village is a large courtyard covering an area of ​​ten acres.

There are weeping willows in front of the door, and peaches and apricots are lush inside the wall. There are bamboos surrounded by pink walls, and red doors and pavilions.

"Crash the ghost, hit the ghost."

Zhao Sanbao sat on the ground, his eyes were dull, and he only knew how to scream, cry, laugh, and be crazy.

"Young Master, Young Master,"

Three or four servants were serving each other, covered in dust.

"My son,"

Mrs. Zhao was so distressed that she saw her baby son become like this.

"snort,"

Zhao Lichang snorted coldly, took his eyes back from his son, looked at Guo Xiaosi, who was trembling below, and gritted his teeth, "Are you really hitting ghosts in the wild?"

"It's a hanged man,"

Guo Xiaosi knew that the person in front of him was a land tycoon of hundreds of miles away. If he was unhappy, he would not be able to survive. He dared not hide it. He told the whole story of what happened to the evening again.

Zhao Lichang was domineering and had not fallen for so many years, but a real powerful figure. After listening quietly, he discovered the strangeness and asked, "Are you two of you originally planned to chase a woman, but as they chased her, the woman disappeared and finally met a hanged ghost?"

"yes,"

Guo Xiaosi nodded as if he was pecking at rice, saying, "At that time, the third young master saw that the woman was slim and wanted to have some fun in the wild."

"idiot,"

When Zhao Lichang heard this, he raised his foot and kicked Guo Xiaosi and cursed, "What's the hanged ghost here? It's clearly the woman who pretended to be a ghost to scare you."

"Scary of a ghost?"

After getting this kick, Guo Xiaosi, who had been stunned since he came back, was shocked and suddenly realized that the hanged ghost with disheveled hair on the road seemed a little familiar.

“This looks,”

Guo Xiaosi shouted, "Master Zhao, I remembered that the person who pretended to be a ghost was Aying, who was from the Chen family courtyard. That girl often went to the market to sell noodles, and I would not admit my mistake."

"Okay, OK, OK, OK,"

Zhao Lichang laughed in anger and said, "Just know the culprit."

"Tiezhu, gather people for me and follow me to the Chen family compound tomorrow to catch that girl. Since she likes to play a ghost, she will become a real ghost this time."

At the end, Zhao Lichang's voice did not hide his murderous intent.

"yes."

Zhao Tiezhu agreed, and the man who looked like a tower smiled coldly, as cruel as a wolve in winter.
Chapter completed!