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- "There is contact information I will send it to you Mr. Luo immediately. In addition, if there is any compensation, the Feng family and the Qi family will not frown." Having said this, Feng Zhirong immediately hung up the phone.
After a while, I received a text message from him, which contained the number of Mr. Feng Shui.
I didn't call right away, but waited for Feng Bao and Feng Jun to lead the manpower to clear away the coffin and all the workers before dialing the number.
After ringing for about half a minute, the phone was connected.
"Which one?" The voice was slightly thinner, not masculine, and sounded young.
"Luo Shiliu, I have taken the murder of the house murderer. I will handle this matter properly. I want to apologize to you in person for the digging of the house." My tone was very modest.
It's not that I whispered deliberately, it's because we don't care about this matter. In feng shui, rational numbers are also extremely important.
The phone was quiet for a few seconds before he said: "I have long admired Mr. Luo's name. In the past year, many major events have occurred in the Feng Shui world, and they cannot be separated from the three words Luo Shiliu."
"I greet you by sweeping the couch." He added another sentence, and before I could speak, the phone was hung up.
The next moment, I received another text message with an address on it.
I walked out of this foundation directly, and when I left the gate of the work area, there was only Feng Jun left beside me.
He told me that Feng Bao returned to Feng's house with the coffin and people as I ordered, and I nodded to express my understanding.
Then I showed Feng Jun the address and asked him to drive there.
The place where the feng shui master lives is the new urban area of ??Neiyang City.
When I got outside the community, I was stunned for a moment.
Because of the name of this community, I am vaguely familiar with it, it is called Phoenix Garden.
At that time, my eyes narrowed slightly, and the throbbing in my heart became stronger.
I once came to Phoenix Garden to do business. It was when I first came into contact with Yang Suan. Director Zhou introduced a business to help a friend of his.
I still remember clearly that his friend named Yu Shan was tricked by a feng shui master, his wife cheated on him, he was killed, and he was forcibly turned into a living corpse who couldn't die!
coincide? There is also a Feng Shui master living in this Phoenix Garden?
My eyelids twitched instinctively, and I felt an uncomfortable feeling of depression in my heart. I kept looking out of the car window.
After the car entered the community and drove straight ahead, Feng Jun asked suspiciously: "Mr. Luo, are you feeling well?"
I shook my head, but didn't speak.
After about a few minutes, Feng Jun stopped the car and said something.
I pushed open the door and got out of the car.
The first thing you enter is a single-family villa with a huge water pool on the left and flower beds and courtyard walls on the right.
However, the feeling of this villa is not wealth, but desolation.
The flower garden has not been taken care of for an unknown period of time, the branches and leaves are unbelievably messy, and the yard is full of weeds. In addition, the whole villa has a gloomy atmosphere.
On the contrary, there is another villa next to it. Although it is slightly smaller, it gives people a sense of vitality. The well-organized flower garden is small, and the courtyard wall is also higher than the side.
"Mr. Luo, it's not this one. At the first glance, there is no one here. The address you showed me is the villa next to it." Feng Jun immediately made a gesture of invitation and motioned me to go there.
I closed my eyes first, then opened them again, took a deep look at the desolate villa, and then turned and walked towards the side.
Feng Jun doesn't know about Yu Shan, so I don't need to mention it to him.
But now I know that the Feng Shui master who plotted against Yu Shan back then is almost the same person as the person I am going to meet now.
Arriving at the door of the villa on the side, Feng Jun rang the doorbell.
After a while, a soft and gentle voice came from inside.
"coming."
Immediately afterwards, a woman hurried out from the door of the villa in front.
A head of pale yellow curly hair draped over her shoulders, a long purple dress, and a white shawl.
The delicate melon-seeded face, almond eyes, fair nose, slender eyebrows, and small cherry mouth, is a beauty.
My eyes were calm, and there were many turbulences in my heart, but they didn't show on my face.
Although I haven't seen this woman for nearly a year, I still remember clearly that she is Chen Rongrong! Yu Shan's wife!
At this moment, Feng Jun said in a low voice: "It's so beautiful, other Fengshui masters live very comfortably, the beauty of the villa, the beauty of the golden house. Mr. Luo, you want to??If you want to do it later"
At this moment, Chen Rongrong trotted to the door, Feng Jun immediately shut up, and stood behind me respectfully with his hands down.
Chen Rongrong rolled her hair, and then opened the small iron gate.
At first, her tone was a bit puzzled: "Are you here to look for Wu Wu?" But the next moment, her eyes fell on my face, her body froze, and her eyes were even more stunned.
"LuoMr. Luo?" Not only stunned, but also a little flustered.
"Ms. Chen, long time no see. But now I should call you Mrs. Wu." I said calmly.
"Please lead the way, I am indeed looking for Wu Wu, Mr. Wu." I did not continue to look at her, but looked into the villa.
Chen Rongrong was obviously even more unnatural. She bit her lower lip and grabbed the hem of the skirt with both hands, shaking slightly.
Then she turned around, her footsteps were obviously a little unsteady, and she walked towards the villa.
I raised my legs and followed.
Feng Jun was right behind me, his eyes full of doubts.
When I was about to enter the hall door of the villa, I looked up and saw that a corner of the eaves above was just facing the villa next to it, forming a fierce and evil Feng Shui situation!
Entering the hall, there is a faint fragrance of bamboo and tea.
Chen Rongrong's pace was obviously a little more stable.
"Husband, there is a gentleman who wants to see you." Her tone became much calmer.
I scanned the layout of the house at a glance. The tables and chairs are exquisite, potted plants, and some unicorn ornaments are all in their proper positions.
On the far right side of the living room by the window, there is a coffee table with twisted roots of an old tree. A man is sitting behind the coffee table, and he is pouring tea.
Obviously, this person is Wu Wu.
He is about thirty years old, with a long and narrow face and very fair skin. This is not unhealthy paleness, but natural fairness.
And his face
Just as I was about to take a closer look, Wu Wu suddenly put down the teapot in his hand, a smile appeared on his face, and his eyes looked very deep.
"The gentleman I met back and forth is really capable. If you want to tell his fortune, you have to prepare a lot of money."
"I didn't expect that when Mr. Luo saw me, he would look at my face first. Did he want to meet me?" Wu Wu stretched out his hand and pushed two cups of tea to the front.
"However, for Mr. Feng Shui, fate still doesn't want to be known by others. In addition, the counting of fate is getting thinner. Mr. Luo must be able to calculate it clearly. I am afraid that my meager skills will not stand up to Mr. Luo's counting. "(Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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