Yang Zimei gave him this is an ordinary Juyang rune, which can suspend his feelings.
Of course, she also gave him the general five ghost spells by the way, so that the five ghosts came to the door tonight, but as long as he really put the mantra on his head, it would be okay.
For ordinary people who are not treacherous and evil, she will not have a vicious means to deal with it, but just a little punishment.
"Master Yang, I heard that you can see Feng Shui very powerful. Huo Wenhua's father's cemetery is also a treasured spirit point you are looking for, so it is so prosperous. I don’t know if you can help me see my ancestral grave?
Point, find a good Feng Shui treasure, as for the hexagram, you want more, I will give it. "
After Li Dasong got the spell, he had to ask in an inch.
"Mr. Li, because you are Uncle Min's friend, I will send you a composition. As for the sake of Feng Shui, please ask Gao Ming."
Yang Zimei declined politely, and gave this person's feelings to Min Qinghua, so that Li Dasong no longer hated him.
"I know you don't do this anymore, but Master Yang, can you see that I am a friend of Brother Tsinghua and break a example for me?"
Li Dasong took out a check, and looked like a million amount on it, and handed it to Yang Zi. "This is the deposit I pay for you.
One million, what? "
Yang Zimei glanced at the check, coldly, "Mr. Li, please collect the check. For me, this is not a matter of money. You are willing to have so much, it's enough to ask a good Feng Shui master.
, Don't force me. "
"But I just believe in you. Even Huo Wenhua believes you, it means that you are the most powerful in the industry."
Li Dasong said anxiously, "I add another million more, how about?"
Yang Zimei touched the yellow drip yellow drill of the sun water drip from the storage ring, put it on the table, and said faintly, "How much do you guess this yellow diamond?"
"This ... at least 300 million?"
Li Dasong is a person who knows the goods, knowing the value of this yellow diamond.
"Then do you think I am a few million?"
Yang Zimei took the yellow drill back. "Because Uncle Min, I will give you a free message for your face. As for the other, even if you take all the net worth, I will not change the idea. Please leave, otherwise
If my mood is not good, it is difficult to guarantee something bad. "
Her tone of saying this is very light, but the hidden threat is hidden.
As soon as Li Dansong heard, he understood what she meant, and hurriedly retired, and dared not stay again.
He was so scared that she was in a bad mood.
It is said that if he offended the division and made him feel bad, he moved his fingers slightly and moved his feng shui pattern, and his life was over.
However, he can get that spell, and it feels a bit satisfied.
Holding this mantra, thinking that Yang Zimei just wrote a spell, I felt particularly different. I couldn't wait to put it on my head now.
"Little eyebrows, Xiao Gang, let me send you back."
Min Qinghua didn't want to stay with Li Dasong and others anymore.
"Well, but you have to pay back to others first."
Yang Zimei looked at himself and Min Gang's retro costumes, nodded.
The two went up to the third floor, but saw that Guan Shanyue sitting in a wheelchair was holding a blue silk scarf to cover his mouth to cough.
When he took the silk scarf away, he found that there was a slightly black sputum in it.