Mansion Raiders

After the ceremony, a group of people came to the temporary parking lot next to the construction site.There are many luxury cars parked here to participate in the groundbreaking ceremony, and even the buses of government officials. It is not difficult to see that Zhou Runhua, the owner of the cemetery, is also well-connected in Ruicheng.

The left side of Shang Tingzhi's Bentley is facing the parking entrance. When Xia Leyang followed Shang Tingzhi to the car, Shang Tingzhi opened the car door for Xia Leyang, and then walked around to the right side to get in the car.

But when he circled to the rear of the car, Li Shan who was passing by patted him on the shoulder, and asked gossipingly, "What's the matter with you, Old Shang?"

Shang Tingzhi was a little puzzled, and frowned slightly: "What's wrong with me?"

Li Shan pointed at Xia Leyang who was sitting in the car with his chin and said, "You still open the door for your assistant?"

Shang Tingzhi: "..." He actually neglected this point.

"I've figured it out a long time ago, isn't he your assistant?" Li Shan squeezed Shang Tingzhi with his shoulders, "Just now Tang Fengyi was standing outside the whole time, but this slender boy was sitting next to you."

Shang Tingzhi was too lazy to explain: "He is quite special."

Li Shan bent his eyes and smiled squintingly: "You know you can't find a girlfriend, so you changed your sex?"

Li Shan is Shang Tingzhi's younger brother, knowing that Shang Tingzhi can't get a wife because he can't find a wife, so when he saw a good-looking boy with special treatment beside Shang Tingzhi, he immediately thought of going to Wanwan.

"You seem to be free?" Shang Tingzhi asked blankly, "Do you want to go to my house for dinner?"

Li Shan is already 29 this year, and his girlfriend has changed dozens of times, but he can't settle down.

Yang Wenting would ask Li Shan to go to their house for dinner from time to time, but the closer he was to thirty, the more frequent his relationship issues would be. Yang Wenting and Shang Jianye would kindly introduce him to a blind date. Take the time to meet up.

According to Li Shan, it was because Shang Tingzhi had no hope of getting married, so his family put all their energy on him.

"Forget it, forget it, I'm afraid." After Li Shan said this, seeing Xia Leyang looking at the two curiously through the rear window, he waved to Xia Leyang, and then asked Shang Tingzhi: "He and you Live in the Gu family mansion together?"

Shang Tingzhi said lightly: "Yes."

Li Shan winked and said, "You still don't admit it?"

Shang Tingzhi frowned, Li Shan hurriedly brought back the topic: "How is the female ghost in the house?"

Before Shang Tingzhi moved into the Gu family mansion, he asked Li Shan to visit the haunted house. Eight people died here, but Li Shan only found one ghost here.

Li Shan failed to take this ghost away that time, and Shang Tingzhi himself was not afraid of these things, so he didn't care.

But thinking of some recent events, Shang Tingzhi frowned slightly, pursed his lips and said, "The sense of existence is getting stronger and stronger."

Li Shan patted Shang Tingzhi's shoulder: "Call me anytime if you have any questions, and next time I will bring a powerful magic weapon over there."

After parting with Li Shan, Shang Tingzhi got into the car. At this time, the heat in the car had been blown away by the air conditioner, and the coolness was very pleasant on the skin.

Tang Fengyi slowly drove the car out of the parking lot, Xia Leyang looked back at Li Shan who was driving a big Mercedes, and asked curiously: "Taoists can still drive?"

Shang Tingzhi said: "Taoists don't just live in the mountains."

Xia Leyang withdrew his gaze, looked at Shang Tingzhi and asked, "Then can he really catch demons?"

"En." Shang Tingzhi was afraid that Xia Leyang would say that they were feudal superstitions again, and he didn't want to make trouble for himself, so he simply didn't say any more.But unexpectedly, Xia Leyang took the initiative to ask: "Then can he accept the female ghost in the Gu family's mansion?"

Shang Tingzhi was a little surprised, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you believe he can take it?"

"I'm not curious." Xia Leyang said, "I've only seen ghost hunting on TV."

The world of feudal superstition is still a strange world to Xia Leyang, and he doesn't know what to believe and what not to believe.Anyway, for curious things, it is definitely right to explore and verify.

"Okay." Shang Tingzhi himself didn't like this female ghost's troubles, "I'll let Li Shan come over to have a look some other day."

The black car drove into the rich area on the east of Luoyi Mountain. Shang Tingzhi was not sure how long he would stay at home, so he asked Tang Fengyi to leave first.

It happened to be noon when the two arrived at the villa at home. I don't know if it was an illusion. Xia Leyang always felt that Yang Wenting and Monk Jianye were more enthusiastic about him today than last time.

"Yangyang, try this quickly." Yang Wenting put a piece of pork ribs wrapped in sauce into Xia Leyang's bowl, "Our nanny aunt has won a cooking competition in the city, how about you try it."

Shang Tingzhi also hired a nanny to cook in the Gu family's mansion, but the craftsmanship was indeed inferior to that of the nanny in this family.

"Aunt Yang, you eat too." Xia Leyang gnawed on the bones with relish, he always felt that Yang Wenting looked at him with very loving eyes, as if compared with Shang Tingzhi, he was Yang Wenting's son.

But Yang Wenting didn't forget about Shang Tingzhi, she put a large handful of leeks into Shang Tingzhi's bowl, and said, "Eat it quickly, it's an aphrodisiac."

Shang Tingzhi: "..."

Xia Leyang: "?"

Xia Leyang sighed in his heart that Chinese parents really care more about their children than Western parents. At this time, he recalled his "shameful" performance one night, and without thinking too much, he also put a handful of leeks into his bowl.

Shang Jianye asked with concern: "Yangyang also needs to be supplemented?"

Yang Wenting poked him with her elbow: "What do you care about so much, just make up."

"No, I like to eat leeks." Of course Xia Leyang would not admit that he also wanted to strengthen his yang, so he casually found a reason.

"Then eat more." Yang Wenting picked up a whole plate of leeks, put some into Xia Leyang's bowl, and poured the rest into Shang Tingzhi's bowl.

"Not enough to tell auntie." Yang Wenting said to Xia Leyang.

Xia Leyang looked at the green piece in the bowl, thinking that he couldn't eat so much, but looking at the bulging green mountain buns in Shang Tingzhi's bowl, he still nodded awkwardly and said, "Okay, thank you, auntie."

After Shang Tingzhi had lunch, he went to the study. Xia Leyang followed him to look around, and found that Shang Tingzhi was flipping through historical materials. After a while, he became bored and yawned repeatedly.

"Sleepy?" Shang Tingzhi looked at the ancient book in his hand, and glanced at Xia Leyang faintly.

"Yes." Xia Leyang replied listlessly.He fell asleep when he was full, and he couldn't help it.

"Come with me." Shang Tingzhi put the book aside, and then led Xia Leyang into a room next to the study.

"This is my bedroom, you rest here first." Shang Tingzhi said.

Xia Leyang looked around curiously, and found that this room was really different from the room of the peers he knew."Is this for good luck?" he asked, pointing to the intricate circular pattern on the ceiling.

The circular pattern is actually a diagram of 64 hexagrams, which has nothing to do with good luck or bad luck.Xia Leyang's ability to ask such a question shows that he has no concept of what his ancestor left behind.

Shang Tingzhi exhaled helplessly: "No, it's for the convenience of reciting."

Xia Leyang glanced at Shang Tingzhi, then at the ceiling, and asked in surprise: "Is it necessary to memorize such a complicated thing?"

"Do you still think that my job is all based on nonsense?" Shang Tingzhi asked.

Xia Leyang scratched his head in embarrassment, he didn't expect that there would be so much knowledge in these feudal superstitions.

"Have a good rest." Shang Tingzhi didn't say any more, "I'll call you later."

After Shang Tingzhi closed the door, Xia Leyang lay down on the big bed in the middle of the bedroom, only then did he realize that besides the pattern on the ceiling, the closet door beside him was also full of complicated diagrams and formulas.

Before, he always thought that Shang Tingzhi made money by talking about it, but he didn't expect that he put so much effort behind it.

It seems that this magic stick still has some skills.

Xia Leyang fell asleep in a daze, and when he woke up, it was past three o'clock in the afternoon, but Shang Tingzhi didn't come to call him.

He came out of the bedroom, ran to the door of the study and took a look, and found that the desk was full of books, and Shang Tingzhi's figure was almost submerged in the wall of books.

Xia Leyang tactfully did not disturb Shang Tingzhi, and went directly to the living room on the first floor.

At this time, Jianye went to drink tea with an old friend, and was not at home, while Yang Wenting was sitting on the sofa watching a dog blood TV series.

"Yangyang woke up?" Yang Wenting patted the place next to her, "Come and eat some fruit."

Xia Leyang nodded, and sat next to Yang Wenting. He picked up an apple and asked Yang Wenting, "Shang Tingzhi, what is he looking for?"

"Huahua's job is like this. When I go out to see Feng Shui, it may take several days to check the information." Yang Wenting said, "Don't think that he neglected you."

Xia Leyang was a little strange in his heart, he was just curious about what Shang Tingzhi was doing, what did it have to do with whether he was left out in the cold?

But he didn't think much about it, and casually chatted: "I thought it was easy to read Feng Shui." Just make it up.

This was the original idea, and now it has changed a little bit.

"It's not simple at all, Yang Yang." Yang Wenting said, "There are many scammers in the Feng Shui industry. It's easy for those scammers to look at Feng Shui, but our Shang family still has real talents."

"So in a house, does it really matter where the tree is placed?" Xia Leyang became a little interested and asked curiously.

"Of course." Yang Wenting said with a natural look, "If the tree is not well maintained, it will attract insects, which will have an impact on the living environment. In addition, if the tree dies, the homeowner will feel uncomfortable looking at it."

After Xia Leyang thought about it, it seemed that this was really the case, and he asked again: "Then it actually has nothing to do with wealth, does it?"

"You can't say that." Yang Wenting waved her index finger, "Some people are very superstitious, and they need positive incentives, such as the dead tree just now. psychological suggestion.

"On the contrary, if the tree is well-raised, he will believe that he will have good luck and earn money in the future, and will seize every opportunity. The mood of doing things is different, and the results will be different."

Xia Leyang was taken aback when he heard this, and had to admit that he felt that what Yang Wenting said really made sense.In this way, Feng Shui is not entirely nonsense, but actually has a lot to do with psychological hints.

"Don't look at Huahua to see Fengshui, just point to those bosses who are happy to listen." Yang Wenting continued, "In fact, he is not pointing randomly, and the changes he makes can bring positive effects."

Xia Leyang nodded half-understood, feeling that this knowledge is really complicated.He asked, "How long will it take to learn how he does?"

"It depends on talent." Yang Wenting said quite proudly, "Huahua is very talented. When she was a teenager, she could see where the water veins are when she went to Mount Roy."

Speaking of this, Yang Wenting slapped her chin: "By the way, let me show you Huahua when I was a child."

After Yang Wenting finished speaking, she got up and went to the second floor to get the photo album, while Xia Leyang's eyes lit up, and she almost rubbed her hands expectantly.

The photos of a child record a person's dark history. Shang Tingzhi is tall and handsome now, and he doesn't know what he will be like when he was a child.

Yang Wenting quickly came down from the second floor with the photo album. Xia Leyang opened the first page of the photo album, and what came into view was a little boy with a red spot between his eyebrows, red cheeks, and lipstick.

Xia Leyang burst out laughing: "What kind of expression does he have? Why was he such a stinky fart when he was young?"

"He was not happy when he took this art photo." Yang Wenting said, "It must be said that girls put on lipstick."

Xia Leyang laughed so hard that she continued to scroll down.

Shang Tingzhi was a handsome boy when he was a child, and the photos in the album probably started when he was three or four years old and continued until he was a teenager.

Xia Leyang flipped through the pages, and suddenly saw a photo taken in the compound of her own community.

At that time, the Xia family had not moved to the current big villa, and lived in a residential building in a community.

In the photo, Shang Tingzhi had one hand on his waist, holding a cute little boy with the other, looking at the camera with a serious expression.

The little boy was about four or five years old, only as tall as Shang Tingzhi's chest.The little boy obviously didn't know he was taking pictures, and he didn't know what he was looking at on the side of the street.

The more Xia Leyang looked at it, the more familiar it became. He tilted his head and approached the photo album, but before he could see who it was, Yang Wenting suddenly interrupted his movements.

"Oh, I almost forgot." Yang Wenting took out this photo from the photo album, "You guys took pictures together at that time."

Xia Leyang was startled: "This is me?"

"Yes, look at those big watery eyes, it's you." Yang Wenting held up the photo to compare with Xia Leyang, "Both of you haven't changed much."

"Why don't I remember?" Xia Leyang turned his head to look at the photo in Yang Wenting's hand, "I knew him when I was a child?"

"It's normal if you don't remember, it all happened 20 years ago." Yang Wenting put the photo back into the album, "I took him to your house that day to run an errand, and you fell in love with him as soon as you saw him. , run behind his ass."

Xia Leyang: "...how could it be?"

"Don't believe it, the two of you are so destined." Yang Wenting looked at Xia Leyang with a smile, "If it wasn't because of fate, you two would have progressed so fast?"

Fast progress?

Xia Leyang didn't understand what Yang Wenting was talking about for a moment, she could only think that she was saying that the two got acquainted quickly.

He thought to himself that this was not forced by your parents, and he didn't expect to get acquainted with Shang Tingzhi at first.

But in front of his parents, Xia Leyang didn't want to lose face, so he could only say: "He is very nice and reliable." He just likes to be rambunctious.

Yang Wenting said: "That's good, if he bullies you, just tell me."

Xia Leyang pursed his lips, thinking that your son is bullying me, but it's not easy for him to tell his parents about it, so he chose to remain silent.

However, what Xia Leyang didn't expect was that Yang Wenting suddenly asked casually: "By the way, did you suck him back?"

Xia Leyang: "?"