Kuang Yan, "Feng shui emphasizes that pure yin and pure yang are auspicious, and the most taboo is the mixing of yin and yang. Therefore, if you raise fish, it is suitable for all fish to be the same color, all red or all black."

Kuang Yan, "Generally, in homes, those who can raise yin and yang fish, or half and half red and black fish, are those who practice Taoism, Buddhism, or similar attainments. They are not afraid of their evil spirits, and they will help their practice. Otherwise, they will fight against people.

Using this method to destroy evil spirits in the temple is like using swords against swords, swords against swords, and evil spirits against evil spirits. It is somewhat dangerous."

Mr. Zhang frowned, "Is there no perfect way?"

Kuang Yan chuckled, "One is fate, two is luck, and three is feng shui. Fate is destiny, and it is hard to change it. There are only three points left that can be reached. How can there be a perfect method? However, I do have a better trick."

Mr. Zhang's eyes lit up, "What's the trick?"

Kuang Yan, "If the cemetery is leveled, there will be no evil spirits left."

Mr. Zhang smiled bitterly, knowing that Kuang Yan was joking. The land was not granted to them, so naturally they could not work there. The only thing that could be changed was their near-shore Huaxi project.

Kuang Yan, "This is like the story of the Foolish Old Man who moved the mountains. There is a big mountain in front of the door. Either move the mountain or move... If you move the mountain, you will have children and grandchildren. If you move, you only need to carry a few bags. Which one do you think is easier?"

Mr. Zhang sighed, "Master Kuang is indeed Master Fang's disciple. I wonder if Master Kuang will be free in the next two days or if he has time to visit my residence."

Wu Hongbo's face darkened. Just a moment ago, Mr. Zhang was inviting him to his residence to check out Feng Shui. Now he was invited to visit a seventeen-year-old girl, completely ignoring his presence.

People around him also gathered around and asked about the feng shui of their homes.

Seeing that the people who were still hanging around him now moved to Kuang Yan's side, Wu Hongbo snorted coldly, "Kuang Dasi, how can we solve this problem if we don't have a solution to the problem yet?"

Kuang Yan chuckled, "Seal the north gate, open the south gate, and build a rockery in the north. However, in this way, the Feng Shui bureau will become the South Hill and the North Mountain. The North Mountain blocks the water flow surrounded by magatama, and the original good Feng Shui can only be

It’s called Xiaoji.”

Wu Hongbo bit his gums. Unexpectedly, he asked several questions in succession but failed to stump Kuang Yan. "You are too full of words. What if there is no cemetery in the north?"

Kuang Yan had a smile on her face, "I'll find out tomorrow."

Wu Hongbo narrowed his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking.

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In a bar by the West Lake, the sound was rumbling, shaking people's hearts as if they were about to jump out of their chests. On the dance floor, men and women were wildly swaying, howling, and doing various movements.

On the sofa in the corner, Chi Yujin's face was red, her eyes were red and swollen, and there was half a glass of cocktail left on the coffee table in front of her.

Next to her, there were a group of boys and girls of similar age. One of the boys sat next to Chi Yujin and comforted her softly, "Sister, don't be sad, you are just a mistress. No matter how powerful you are, you are still the real owner."

Ah, she can't enter your Chi family."

Chi Yujin said angrily, "I don't care, my man can only belong to me!" After that, she looked straight at the boy, "Liang Bing, don't you know a lot of people in society? Find someone to come

Teach her a lesson! I'll pay for it."
Chapter completed!