The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Master Qian's chase meeting was very grand. Feng Shui masters, business giants, and celebrities from all walks of life flocked here from all over the country, just to offer a chrysanthemum and a stick of incense to Master Qian.

Because Master Qian has no children, the chase meeting will be held by a special team and several of his apprentices.Some people showed their sadness for others to see, but several disciples of Master Qian were really sad and couldn't help themselves.

These few apprentices have some face in the Feng Shui world, and with the fame of the rich master, their life can be regarded as prosperous. Now their backer has fallen, and the master who educated them is gone. If they are not sad, That would be heartless.

Masters in the Feng Shui world all know that Master Qian is indeed a very great Feng Shui master, but his apprentices are mediocre, and it may be impossible to achieve Master Qian's achievements in this life.Seeing them one by one sadder than the other, the Feng Shui masters couldn't say anything more than a few words of encouragement.

The young eaglets always had to leave the nest, even if Mr. Qian was still alive, he couldn't protect them forever.Life and death depend on fate and wealth. If they can't see through these things, their highest achievement in this life will be a second-rate master.

Qi Yan and Cen Bohe arrived at the scene of the chase meeting together. Cen Bohe represented the Cen family. Although Qi Yan was a junior in the Feng Shui world, it was rumored that Master Qian had a special opinion of him a few days before his death, so the arrival of the two was deeply felt. By the attention.

"Fifth Master Cen, Master Qi." A young girl with red eyes handed the white flower to the two. She was Xue Ping, the youngest apprentice of Master Qian.

"My condolences, I want to come to the spirit of my first teacher in heaven, and I don't want to see you too sad." Qi Yan put the white flower on her chest, and handed the sealed white bag to the senior brother behind her.

Xue Ping bowed to the two, her haggard face was full of grief.

Qi Yan knew that what he said now was useless, so he could only sigh and entered the mourning hall.

Xue Ping stood up straight, looked at the backs of Qi Yan and Cen Bohe, wiped the corners of her eyes that were red and swollen from crying, and bit the corners of her lips.

"Junior Sister, Cen Wuye and Master Qi both sent elegiac couplets and wreaths. Do you want to put them together?" A middle-aged man who looked very simple and honest walked up to Xue Ping and whispered, "This Qi Yan is just a junior in the Feng Shui world, Cen Wuye is a well-known big shot, the wreaths they sent may not fit together."

"No, let's put them together," Xue Ping said hoarsely, "Fifth Master Cen will definitely not be dissatisfied with this."

"Alright then." The senior brother nodded, and followed the little junior sister's wishes.There are eight brothers and sisters among them, and the younger junior sister is the one with the best talent and the best physiognomy among them. Even the master once praised her for her talent.Since the junior sister said that the wreaths sent by the two can be placed together, there must be no problem.

When she saw Qi Yan and Cen Bohe, Xue Ping was a little confused, because she couldn't understand the faces of these two people. They were obviously very good-looking, but she felt that she couldn't do anything.A person is extremely short-lived but has a long life, and a person is born lonely but has great blessings.Contradictory, fate vague, this is the first time she has encountered such a face.

Presumably it was due to her lack of skill in learning, if the master was there, she would be able to calculate clearly, and would not be as confused as she is.

Thinking of Master, Xue Ping couldn't help but her eyes turned red again.

"Incense!"

Qi Yan and Cen Bohe took the incense from Master Qian's senior apprentice, and after lighting it, Cen Bohe made a gesture to Qi Yan, signaling him to go burn the incense first.Qi Yan didn't refuse, went up to burn incense respectfully, bowed deeply three times, and then walked to the side and stood up.

This action fell into the eyes of other people, and they all felt a little emotional. There were rumors outside that Master Qian had given all the good things to Qi Yan. I am afraid it was true, otherwise Qi Yan would not have carried out this kind of gift firmly.Those who are interested went to see some of Master Qian's apprentices, and sure enough some of them looked unhappy.

It is indeed a great irony for the apprentice that the master does not give the apprentice something good, but gives it to an outsider.However, a mysterious master like Master Qian must have his reasons for doing things. Even if these apprentices are dissatisfied, they should not show their emotions on this occasion.

Cen Bohe glanced at these people, and after offering incense to Master Qian, he walked up to Qi Yan and stood still, which meant that everyone present knew that Cen Bohe was on Qi Yan's side, and if anyone moved Qi Yan, That is to not give the Cen family face.

Seeing Cen Bohe's attitude, those who originally wanted to continue watching the show put away their thoughts on watching the show.People in the mystical art world can't afford to offend Cen Bohe, because he is too good-natured, and offending such a person will bring bad luck. People in the business world dare not offend Cen Bohe, because the Cen family stands too high, and they can't stand it if they stomp their feet.

"Master Qi," Master Zhao walked up to Qi Yan, saw Cen Bohe beside him, greeted him, and said to Qi Yan, "It seems that your body is recovering well."

"Thanks to Baihe, without their family taking care of me, I wouldn't be able to recover so quickly," Qi Yan glanced at Master Qian's photo in the mourning hall, and whispered, "Last time, several masters spent a lot of money to break the formation. A lot of spiritual power, how is it recovering now?"

"We old guys..." Master Zhao noticed someone walking towards this side, and his voice paused, "It's fine, everything has recovered now."

"That's good," Qi Yan glanced at the person, "I can feel at ease in this way."

"Master Zhao," said the person, who was wearing a black suit and black shirt, with famous tags all over his body. It didn't seem like he came to mourn Master Qian, but more like a brand display, "Hello, hello."

Master Zhao nodded slightly to him: "Hello."

"I've been wanting to visit you all this time, but it's a pity that you haven't been at home, I don't know..."

"Sir, let's talk about something later, this is not a place for conversation."

"Yes yes yes." The visitor nodded politely. Although Master Zhao had a cold expression on his face, he didn't dare to be displeased at all, and retreated to the side at every step, but he still glanced at Master Zhao from time to time.Probably some people are born this way, the more aloof Master Zhao is, the more these people are in awe, and the more they believe in his ability, as if it is an honor to be able to say a few words to him.

With Master Zhao as an example, Qi Yan felt that he still had a lot to learn.

After the memorial service was over, Master Qian was going to be buried. Except for the good friends with Master Qian, all the other guests had already left.Cen Bohe wanted to stay with Qi Yan, but Qi Yan did not agree.

"It's not appropriate for you to go to the funeral," Qi Yan whispered to Cen Bohe, "Don't worry, I'll be fine."

"Alright then," Cen Bohe patted him on the shoulder, "Be careful yourself."

Those who stayed for the funeral were all Master Qian's disciples and grandchildren, as well as people from the feng shui circle. As the representative of the Cen family, it was really inappropriate for him to stay.Although he doesn't care about these things, he can't cause trouble for Qian Qian.

Master Qian’s Yin House was chosen in a prosperous place with good Fengshui. It is said that Master Qian’s disciples and grandchildren jointly chose the place.

I don't know when it started to rain, Qi Yan held a black cloth umbrella, looked at Master Qian's photo on the tombstone, sighed softly, put away the umbrella, placed the white flowers in his hand in front of his tombstone, stepped back and looked at the tombstone. Bow to the tombstone.

Without the cover of the umbrella, the rain fell on his face, bringing a little bit of coolness.

"Master Qi," Xue Ping stepped forward, holding an umbrella to cover him from the rain, "Thank you for coming to funeral for Master today."

"Master Qian has taken care of me a lot, and being able to see him off is the only thing I can do." Qi Yan looked at Xue Ping, who was a head shorter than him, and walked aside, "Miss Xue, please mourn. He shook the umbrella in his hand, opened it and put it on top of his head, keeping a safe distance between men and women with Xue Ping.

Among Master Qian's apprentices and grandchildren, only Xue Ping has the most aura and the purest aura. No wonder Master Qian mentioned this apprentice when he met him a few days ago.

Xue Ping smiled wryly: "Master has passed away, we brothers and sisters will go our separate ways in the future, really..."

"Master Qian once told me that among all his apprentices, only the younger one is the most transparent and talented." Qi Yan looked at Xue Ping who was extremely haggard, "If Miss Xue doesn't take good care of herself, how can she inherit the love?" Master Qian's mantle?"

"Master really said that?" Xue Ping looked at Qi Yan in a daze, a little in disbelief.In the world of mystical arts, most masters have the idea of ​​"passing on males but not females". Even if they accept a female disciple, they never regard her as the real heir, and it is those male disciples who are valued.So Xue Ping couldn't believe her ears when she heard Qi Yan's words.

"Miss Xue is doubting her ability?"

"No, I'm just a little sad, but also a little happy." Xue Ping covered her eyes and put her hands down after a while, "Thank you, I will definitely not fall into the prestige of a master."

Seeing this, Qi Yan smiled, and turned his head to look at Master Qian's tombstone. With such an apprentice, it seems that Master Qian's spirit in the sky is also comforting.

"Junior Sister, Master Qian, what are you talking about?" A middle-aged man came over. He was Master Qian's third apprentice. Qi Yan didn't have a deep impression of him, and Master Qian never mentioned this apprentice to him.

"Third Senior Brother." Xue Ping nodded to Third Senior Brother.

The third senior brother lowered his eyelids, and his tone was not very good: "Little junior sister has always been the most valued by the master. Now that the master has passed away, you are starting to find a new backer?"

Qi Yan frowned, it seemed that the relationship between Master Qian and his disciples was not harmonious.

"Third Senior Brother, don't talk nonsense." Xue Ping lowered her face, and said apologetically to Qi Yan, "I'm sorry, Master Qi, Third Senior Brother is not in a good mood recently, and his words are inappropriate, please..."

"As a senior brother, I don't need you to come forward on my behalf," the third senior brother sneered, and turned to look at Qi Yan, "It's still Master Qi's ability, he can be favored by the master at a young age, the best way for his old man before his death All the utensils are given to you, not even us apprentices."

Qi Yan smiled when he heard the words, and he said why the third brother's tone was so aggressive, so it turned out that he came here for the magic weapon.

Those magic tools are good things that have a price but no market. No wonder this person is so unbalanced in his heart.

"Yes," Qi Yan said with a smile, "Master Qian valued me very much. No matter how much I refused, he still insisted on giving me the magic weapon. There is a saying that I can only accept the gift from the elders who dare not resign. "

The third senior brother was almost pissed off by his words, he took advantage of it and acted like a good boy, it's shameless!