Divine Eye Appreciation King

Chapter 125 Looking at Feng Shui

"How many months have it been? What are you talking about?" Fan Yimeng's face suddenly turned red: "You...you!"

Over there, Third Master Dong was full of nervousness: "What? A few months? Xiaomeng, what's going on?" He also glanced at her abdomen intentionally or unintentionally, and heaved a sigh of relief in his heart. It seems that it should be less than four months old. months......

"Don't get me wrong, what I'm talking about is... cardiac arrest!" Feng Wei added with a smile: "It should have started in October last year, right?"

"Ah?" Third Master Dong's grandfather and grandson were all taken aback, realizing that they had indeed misunderstood something.

Elder Luo and Huang Lu looked at them sullenly, but they didn't know how to speak.

"You... how do you know?" Fan Yimeng finally became frightened...

Her body is really weird recently. She has suffered from cardiac arrest several times, and after being sent to the hospital for rescue, she will suddenly lose consciousness in a short period of time. When she wakes up, she will find herself in a strange place.

For example, today was the case again, and what surprised her was that she actually appeared at grandpa's house!
Feng Wei smiled, first turned Master Yanghua's body over, exposing the dirt under his body.

Looking at the bloody facial features of this family, it is another person who has been murdered and silenced!

Feng Wei didn't pay attention to Master Yanghua, but dug twice at the position where the soil was exposed just now.

A glass vial emerged from the dirt.

"Buried in the evil pool, buried in the evil position..." Feng Wei smiled: "Hehe, this is a good thing!"

As he spoke, he took out a red-skinned egg from the glass bottle.Tap lightly on the mouth of the bottle.

As the eggshell broke, Fan Yimeng only felt his chest tighten, his heart seemed to be tightly clenched, and he fell to the ground with a plop.

Feeling the same as when she was sick before, she looked at the egg in Feng Wei's hand in fear, clutching her chest and twitching.

"Hey? Xiaomeng!" Third Master Dong was taken aback, "What's the matter!"

"I...I!" Fan Yimeng was speechless in pain, but stared at Feng Wei's hand firmly.

Seeing him peeling off the eggshell, it felt like something had been peeled off from his heart, and beads of sweat dripped down from Fan Yimeng's forehead.

Waiting for Feng Wei to finish peeling the eggs, Fan Yimeng felt unspeakably relieved.

Walking up to the grandfather and grandson with a smile, Feng Wei handed over the peeled eggs: "Open your mouth, this is good stuff!"

Fan Yimeng opened his mouth involuntarily, and then saw him stuff the egg into his mouth.

There was a pain in her throat, and the girl jumped up with a loud cry. She couldn't believe it, but she just swallowed the egg whole?

"Okay!" Feng Wei clapped his hands: "It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, just don't treat the care of your elders like a donkey..."

Although the girl glared angrily, she didn't say a word.

"Hehe! Brother Feng!" Third Master Dong smiled gratefully at him: "I'll treat you to a drink tomorrow!"

With that said, he helped his granddaughter return home.

The rest of the people also returned to their rooms.

By the time Wu Qiang, who was dressed as a policeman, arrived at Dong Sanye's house, it was already mid-moon.

Under Mr. Luo's signal, both Feng and Huang pretended not to know each other, cooperated with Wu Qiang to dispose of the corpse, and made notes, working until late at night before going to rest.

The next day, Feng Wei came out of the room and saw Mr. Dong wandering in the corridor.

Seeing him going out, a smile appeared on his face, he beckoned and said, "Brother Feng, come here!"

Feng Wei saw that the old man looked good. It seemed that what the Feng Shui said was true, and Fan Yimeng's problem had been solved.

"Xiaomeng was able to escape this time! Thank you!" As soon as he came close, the old man said with emotion: "Hey! Don't say thank you for your kindness. Let's go, I invite you to see something..."

As he spoke, he greeted Feng Wei and walked towards the study at the end of the corridor.

"Huh!" After entering Third Master Dong's study, Feng Wei was startled: "Master, you are enough to run a museum!"

Spring and Autumn and Warring States, Qin, Han, Wei and Jin, Tang, Song, Ming and Qing Dynasties, all kinds of bronzes, jades, porcelains, calligraphy and paintings, and jewelry of the past dynasties are placed on various and elaborate shelves.

It made the originally spacious study room seem a bit crowded.

At this time, Feng Wei's face was full of excitement. He touched these collections one by one, "Bronze statue with sheep head of Shang Dynasty, bronze knight with dragon and tiger pattern of Zhou Dynasty, dragon pattern Ge of Spring and Autumn Period, Qin Chi tiger jade wall..."

As the reminders kept ringing in his mind, Feng Wei's energy began to surge.

"Third Master!" The figure of the old butler appeared at the door of the study: "Boss Feng is here!"

"Let him come to the study!" Third Master Dong said with a smile, "Just to introduce him to Brother Chen..."

"Huh?" After hearing what Master Dong San said, Feng Wei turned around again.

"It's the owner of an antique store, named Chen Tianao!" The old man explained with a smile: "I have a lot of collections here, all of which were sent by him. By the way, Brother Feng, if you are interested, the things in the study Pick whatever you want, it's a thank you gift from the old man!"

"Old man, you are too polite!" Feng Wei waved his hands quickly: "You don't need to give them away, these things are in my hands, and they are like pearls and dust..."

This is the truth. Think about the antiques that fell into Feng Wei's hands. After absorbing the true energy, they were all rusted in the waste cardboard box under the bed. It's not like the treasures in Dong Sanye's study were all treated like this. Meticulously maintained.

Especially for some metalware and lacquerware, a glass cover is added to isolate the air to prevent oxidation...

"Hey?" Mr. Dong was about to speak, but Feng Wei said again: "If you really want to thank me, just let me stay in this study for a few more days. Haha, touch it... touch it and look at it." look!"

He was excited for a while, and almost said "feel it", but fortunately, Third Master Dong didn't suspect it. He heard from Mr. Luo that Feng Wei's job is an appraiser.

And for most appraisers, if they want to be successful, well-informed cannot be just an adjective!
Even experts like Professor Yang and Wang Baoguo would have to study for several days when they encountered such a collection room with a complete range of categories, and Feng Wei would naturally not let it go.

Therefore, when he heard Feng Wei's incoherent words, the old man didn't pay much attention. He just smiled heartily and said: "Haha, this is not a thank you. Brother Feng, just don't worry. You can watch it as long as you want!"

What he said was sincere, but unfortunately the old man didn't know Feng Wei's characteristic of "loving the new and disliking the old". It is estimated that after two days at most, the appraiser Feng will walk away after touching all the antiques.

"Hey! Third Master! You are in a good mood today!" A young man about the same age as Feng Wei was standing at the door of the study with a brocade box in his hand.

(End of this chapter)