The metaphysics boss just wants to be a salted fish

How weird this house is is a matter for the future, and now it’s a wasteland here, and Bo Nan can’t carry a cloth pole and write a "Feng Shui fortune-telling" to the entire Feng Shui Bureau of the next-door community. Whether he can convince all the owners of the other community that he is not arrested by the police in the name of feudal superstition within an hour is considered a smoke from the Bo family's ancestral grave today.

The most important thing now is your cassock.

In fact, the figure of eight meters is purely an imaginary number that Bo Nan reported too high. Even if it is made to the highest standard, there is still one and a half meters left. He has already seen the quality of the Tianshan Silkworm Stone in a bag full, and there is no problem. It is absolutely no problem to get to eight meters.

Bo Nan's skill in fishing was first-class, and when Bo Yizhen suddenly realized that he hadn't seen Bo Nan for a month and hadn't heard anything from him, his subordinates came down to report life and death and couldn't get in touch with the second young master's son when he was looking at the design project.

Bo Yizhen sneered, but had no choice but to go to Bo Nan's house to arrest her.

Naturally, no one answered the door, but Bo Yi really had the key, so he went in straight away—although his subordinates said that they hadn't seen Bo Nan enter or leave the house for a month, and only Bai Yangui left early and returned late, but Bo Yizhen was still very sure of Bo Nan. Nan must be at home.

This bastard likes to do this kind of stuff that disappears without saying a word.

Bo Yi really knew Bo Nan's habits, so she went straight to the second floor where the master bedroom was located. Unexpectedly, when the door opened, she saw Bo Nan holding an embroidery needle and embroidering on the shed.

Bo Yi really expressed that the smoke fell directly from his mouth to the ground.

"...What are you doing?" Bo Yizhen asked with difficulty.

Bo Nan looked up at him, his eyes were bloodshot, because the cassock has its special craftsmanship, and he couldn't stop until the pattern was embroidered, so it was the third night since he started embroidering the unicorn. up.

Just the last two stitches to get it done.

"..." Bo Nan embroidered the last two stitches without saying a word.

Suddenly, a gust of fresh wind gushed out of the room, blowing away the gloom in the room.Bo Nan breathed a long sigh of relief, put down the needle, picked up the cirrus cigarette beside him and took a lazily puff, and pressed his tense back against the undulating backrest of the chair, his brows were full of tiredness: "Brother, why are you here?"

Bo Yizhen found a free place and sat down, looking at the messy things around him: "You stayed at home for a month just to embroider? When did you learn it?"

"Before..." Bo Nan yawned, "What do you need from me?"

He is also risking his life, extracting silk is actually not difficult, Bo Nan has already extracted all the silkworm stones within three days, and used up the remaining two stalks of Jade Heart Bamboo to spin silk and weave it into cloth, and then It's three days.When I was making the robes, I suddenly had a flash of inspiration and felt that the green robes were not good enough, so I simply planned to cover them with heavy embroidery, and pushed it a bit, anyway, it would be embroidered, so why not try the overall situation on the robes...

In short, it's getting more and more complicated, which is the main reason why he has been locked in the room for a month.

"The people in the design department couldn't find you, so they found me." Bo Yizhen got up and walked to Bo Nan's side, reached out and stroked the embroidered fabric on the embroidery shed, those embroidered patterns densely occupied the entire naked eye As far as the visible range is concerned, you can't tell what is embroidered on it at a rough glance, but when you look closely, you can find that there are many rare and exotic animals embroidered on it.

Dragons, phoenixes, blue birds, swans, unicorns, barges... Common patterns such as bats, ruyis, and koi form a huge deep and gorgeous group pattern, and all the free places are dark green with the same background color Embroidered cloud patterns - how much work did it take?

"Why are you so tired?" Bo Yizhen asked.

Bo Nan took another drag on his cigarette to refresh himself, thought for a while and said, "...it's over."

Bo Yizhen snorted lightly, originally he was thinking of catching Bo Nan to do some work, but now that he looks like that, let's forget it.He reached out and snatched Bo Nan's cirrus cigarettes, and lifted Bo Nan with the other hand, and said concisely: "Go to sleep."

Bo Nan was dragged up in a daze, and said, "Didn't you want me to see the design drawings?"

"Do you still have that brain capacity?" Bo Yizhen couldn't hold back the sarcasm, and half-sneered Bo Nan to his room: "A shopping mall is not enough to kill Bo Er Shao. If you die suddenly on the spot, which one is better?" deficit?"

Bo Nan chuckled, and said slowly, "...that's right."

Bo Yizhen has long been used to being Bo Nan's father and mother, so she twitched the corners of her mouth and said, "Go take a bath? Or should I wash it for you?"

"...I'll wash it myself. I'm a man with a family now. Although we are brothers, it's better for us to avoid suspicion..." Bo Nan slipped into the bathroom after speaking, causing Bo Yizhen to scold in his heart Said a son of a bitch.

At this time, it has entered the coldest December. The people of Suzhou City take a bath by being upright. Even if the heater is turned on at home, the chill will come from the soles of the feet. Bo Nan turned on the fan to bury herself After getting into the bathtub, he unhurriedly took off his clothes - he had to wash anyway, he was really tired, he was out of breath, and couldn't bear the cold.

The water on the side was still standing, and when Bo Yizhen heard the sound of him getting into the bathtub, he pulled out his chair and sat down, took a tablet and started to deal with business.

Bo Nan was surrounded by heat, and gradually slipped down in a trance. Just when the water was about to cover his nose, he suddenly heard someone outside saying coolly: "Be careful not to drown."

Bo Nan came to his senses in an instant, and slipped himself back to his original position.After soaking in the hot water, the whole person seemed to be drained of energy. Every step was a great perseverance. When Bo Nan stepped out of the bathroom, he was stuffed with a cup of half-salted hot tea: "Drink it. sleep again."

Bo Nan didn't have any objections, and drank it all in one gulp. There was a slight bitterness in the tea, and after drinking it, it became sweet again, with a strong ginseng flavor, it was ginseng tea.

"Brother, you let me drink this purely to cheer me up." Bo Nan joked, and put the cup aside, picked up Bo Yizhen's tablet and half leaned on the bedside to look at the design proposal.

Bo Yizhen didn't quite agree, but Bo Nan's selection of proposals was extremely fast. He only looked at the modeling drawings, two pictures per second, and there were ten design drawings in total. Zhang picture, and changed two strokes on it: "Just this one, let the supervisor pay close attention... this place must be perfect."

The design drawing circled by Bo Nan is an elliptical design drawing, with wavy decorations on the outside. It is still set up facing south and north, with the door facing north. On both sides are apartment buildings.These apartment buildings were originally at the same height, but Bo Nan made them taller in the middle and gradually shorter on the sides.

"The person who made this picture is good." Bo Nan boasted, and explained with his eyes closed: "The apartment building directly behind should be higher than the commercial center, and the three apartment buildings should form a mountain peak, so that the evil spirit is blocked by the mountain. The angle also greatly inhibits the view of the residents to the tombstone community, it is best not to look over there...the white tiger and green dragon on the left and right should be slightly lower than the Suzaku in the back, and the two sides are flush...that's fine."

Bo Nan thought for a while, and drew an area in front of Suzaku, which is the commercial center: "Don't feel bad about this place, talk to the municipal government to bring in the water, there is a music fountain in the west, we can also take care of it." Make one, the fountain water should not be higher than the commercial center, otherwise it will be bad.”

Bo Yizhen nodded slightly, and Bo Nan wanted to say something, so she asked Bo Yizhen to take away the tablet and pen: "Go to sleep, we will talk about the rest tomorrow, there is no rush for a day or two."

"Hmm..." Bo Nan's voice dropped as he spoke, and the last syllables had already disappeared in his sleep.Bo Yizhen held up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, but he didn't leave. Instead, he sat down and continued to study what Bo Nan said about Feng Shui.

The so-called knowing people and making good use of them doesn’t actually require the superior to know everything. It is enough to have such a person under his command who can do such a thing and give him enough trust and monitoring.But this person is Bo Nan, but Bo Yizhen thinks it is necessary for him to learn about these things, at least not to slow down Bo Nan, right?

……

Bo Nan slept for nearly twenty hours at a stretch, and when he opened the door again, what he saw was not Bo Yizhen or Bai Yangui, but Mr. Mi.

"Mr. Mi? Why are you here?" Bo Nan was a little stunned. Mr. Mi was sitting at the door of his bedroom. Compared with the appearance of a fairy-tale boy with a boyish face and he-haired hair, he was far behind. Looking at him now Some people believe in the appearance that it is a homeless old man on the street.

Bo Nan looked at him hesitantly: "What's wrong with you?"

It shouldn't be, with his magic weapon, Mr. Mi has no reason to make himself like this.

Mr. Mi's snow-white Tang suit is now dusty and covered with various stains, his eyes are dull, his hair is greasy and sticky together, and he is dragging a huge backpack, which is scattered all over the floor. s things.He took a step forward and directly grabbed Bo Nan's arm: "Mr. Bo, how did you make that magic weapon? I know this question is very abrupt, but I have been studying it for more than a month, can you tell me? "

"Yes, yes." Bo Nan didn't hesitate: "You've been studying this all these time?"

"Yes..." Mr. Mi showed a bit of hesitation on his face: "I really can't figure out how to achieve lossless conversion between these two poles..."

Bo Nan took him directly to the studio, and dug out the piece of stardust sand under the desk. After a little explanation, Mr. Mi understood the magical effect of stardust sand. In fact, he also has this thing, and immediately borrowed it from Bo Nan. In the studio, he took out his own stardust and started experimenting on the spot.

Bo Nan went to the side and packed up his semi-finished cassock, in case an explosion would ruin his month's hard work, he sat aside and watched Mr. Mi operate, and made a few remarks along the way.

When Mr. Mi finally achieved the refining step, Mr. Mi breathed a sigh of relief, raised his head and said, "Mr. Bo, there is something I don't know about you..."

Before the words were finished, Mr. Mi suddenly stopped talking, and his face suddenly became ugly.

So did Bo Nan.

——Both of them felt the subtle arc coming from the bottom of their feet.

At the same time, the sound of sirens outside the window resounded through the sky!

Su City, there's an earthquake!