The Consequence of Judging Others by Appearance

Qi Yan took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket and handed them to Yang Tao. "Write a word for me."

Yang Tao didn't dislike that the paper was wrinkled. He brushed a few strokes and wrote down the word "Bai". Although his posture was natural and unrestrained, the word was slightly ugly.

"Bai has the auspicious meaning of eternal youth, which is a good word. In addition, the white word means that the day has a head, and the left has a wooden word to rely on, which means that what you ask for will eventually come out because you have to meet a noble person," Qi Yan put the paper in his hand into Yang Tao's hand, "Congratulations, you will get what you want."

"Really?" Yang Tao looked at Qi Yan in disbelief. It was the cen family. How many people flocked to the cen family. Can their family really climb up this big Mac's thigh?

"This kind of thing is between believing and not believing. I say you listen. Believe it or not lies in your heart," Qi Yan put his hands behind his back and smiled calmly. However, Yang Tao seems to eat this set especially, even if he no longer questions Qi Yan's words.

"Master, can I ask something else?" Yang Tao said in a low voice, "do you think there are any major disasters in my life?"

Qi Yan looked at him from head to toe, shook his head and said, "life is bitter and sweet. Your life style is excellent. You don't have to worry about minor disasters and difficulties in the future. If a person knows all his things clearly in the future, what's the meaning?"

This makes ordinary people listen. They will certainly think that Qi Yan can't figure it out before making an excuse, but in Yang Tao's eyes, that is, the master is serious about him, so he thanked him again and again: "thank you for your guidance, I understand."

This attitude made Qi Yan feel a little good about him. His eyes fell on his shoulder and brushed it on his shoulder as if unintentionally. If a knowledgeable person is present, you can see several wisps of black fog disappear between Qi Yan's fingers.

Yang Tao only felt that he had some sour shoulders and relaxed inexplicably. He didn't know anything else.

"Master, do you think you can leave me a contact information?" Yang Tao rubbed his hands and tried to suppress his excitement. "I heard that an expert like you can not only tell fortune, but also watch Feng Shui. The price is easy to discuss..."

It is so natural to change the title from "you" to "you".

Realizing that his words were too vulgar and tarnished the master's integrity, Yang Tao immediately changed his mind and said, "if you can come, you will make the cold house shine and have thousands of auspicious Qi."

Qi Yan felt that he had good adaptability when he met such a straightforward flatterer for the first time. Living with the old man over the years, he hasn't learned anything else. He has thick skin, stable mentality and good acting skills. He is basically better than the blue.

"It's just as good as luck," Qi Yan shook his head. "I don't think the weather is very good today. I'm afraid it's going to rain. Sir, go home early."

Yang Tao looked up at the clear sky. He really couldn't see such a sky. There was no sign of rain, but he smiled and replied, "master, I don't know your divination money..."

"This kind of thing is just as good as fate, just as good as fate." Qi Yan smiled with curved eyebrows and eyes, a detached attitude of looking at money like dirt.

Look, this is the real master! How detached and refined, those street swindlers are scum in front of the master! But the master doesn't value money so much, but he can't let the master suffer.

Yang Tao took out his wallet and stuffed all the cash in his bag into Qi Yan. "Master, please don't dislike it and take it all."

Qi Yan took out two from the stack of money and put them back into Yang Tao's hand: "these money are still useful to you. Take it back."

Although he didn't understand why the master returned two pieces of money to himself, Yang Tao happily put the money back. Finally, he asked for a private number from the master.

"Go slowly, master." Yang Tao looked up at the master and watched him leave until he could no longer be seen, so he took back his eyes.

"Young master, the trailer company called and said that there was something wrong with the trailer on the way and it would take more than ten minutes to catch up." the driver took off his dark gloves and looked a little subtle.

Anyone who sees his employer's son licking his face and giving money to a street liar will not look any better. But he knows the young master's temper. He is stubborn and doesn't listen to people's advice. As a driver, he just needs to watch him spread money silently.

Anyway, rich and willful.

"What's the matter..." Yang Tao frowned, took out his mobile phone and was about to call his buddy to pick him up. He heard a sudden thunder overhead. The dark clouds covered the sun in an instant, and the sky suddenly darkened.

The driver and Yang Taoqi looked up at the sky, looking at the dark cloud covered sky, a little silly.

Is it really going to rain?

They thought of the fortune teller's words and saw a shock in each other's eyes.

Finally, Yang Tao got a taxi and took a taxi home. The total cost of a taxi was 182 yuan. He stood at the gate of his house with 18 yuan from the taxi master in his hand.

The master is really divine. No wonder he left 200 yuan for himself. It turned out that he needed so much!

"Son, it's raining outside. What are you doing standing at the door? The weather forecast is not accurate. It's sunny today, but it's raining so hard," said Yang's mother, stunned when she saw her son holding a few crumpled tickets in her hand, curiously walked up to him and looked around. "What happened?"

"Mom," Yang Tao looked at his mother excitedly, "I met an expert!"

"What?!" Yang's mother was startled by her son's sudden excitement and unconsciously jumped out her hometown accent.

Then Yang Tao told his mother what had happened. Yang's mother thought that although it was strange, it was more just a coincidence. When Yang's father came back, she mentioned it to her husband.

"When did the boy meet reliable people from childhood?" Yang's father had no hope for his son's IQ, so after listening to his wife's words, he didn't think so, "And how old is that expert, about 20 years old? Who are the real experts in our imperial capital who are in their 60s? Their disciples who can graduate are also 30 or 40 years old. Can't these people have the ability to compare with a hairy young man about 20 years old?"

"Besides, what kind of expert can a real expert meet casually in the street?" father Yang waved his hand. "This kind of person knows to be a liar at a glance."

"At dinner in the evening, Taotao also told me that he would invite the young master to our house to see feng shui, or I would tell him that it would be all right." Yang's mother hesitated. Her son rarely wanted to do something for the family. Although the master was unreliable, his intention was good. It was not good to tell him directly that the master was unreliable and the family was not going to invite him?

"No, we should not only invite him, but also entertain him politely and warmly," Yang Fu snorted. "I'll let him know what kind of liar he invited, so as not to be fooled by this kind of no technical content in the future."

When he was cheated on his own initiative, his tolerance passed. His son's behavior is to send himself to the door and let people cheat. It's strange that he, as an old man, can be happy.

"He can only grow his brain if he is beaten in the face by the facts." father Yang deeply hates that he doted on his children and developed him into a mindless character. Now he is in his twenties and has achieved nothing.

"Is that good?" Yang's mother was reluctant to let her son be beaten in the face.

"A loving mother is a loser!"

"What are you talking about?" Yang's mother raised her eyebrows and slapped Yang's father on the arm. "Is it my business to educate children? At present, children have shortcomings and push them on me. How can you do that?"

Yang Fu touched his sore arm and silently shrunk his head. He didn't dare to talk nonsense again.

When Qi Yan received Yang Tao's call, he was driving the computer to copy with people. Two close attacks in the team were fools. The indiscriminate use of skills led to the explosion of the boss group, causing most of the whole team to fall.

He couldn't help scolding, directly quit the team and returned to the main city with a locator. Only then did he notice that there were two missed calls on his mobile phone. The caller was a strange number. Qi Yan looked at it for two eyes and didn't call back.

But soon the other party called again. After Qi Yan picked it up, he knew that the other party was the miscellaneous young man he met a few days ago.

"OK, I'll call at the door then." Qi Yan hung up the phone and threw his mobile phone on the sofa. "The business took the initiative to send it to the door."

His major in university is financial management. In fact, he is not interested in it at all. In contrast, he likes to tell fortune and watch Feng Shui. Before his death, the old man asked him to make an oath that he can't show Feng Shui or change Feng Shui before he is 18.

Now that he is an adult, he has inexplicably acquired the ability to observe Qi with the naked eye. It is doomed that he should have this bowl of rice by nature.

And

He knew that in the old man's heart, he still wanted him to succeed. Although he didn't understand why the old man had all his skills, he stayed in a remote county. But now, all this is no longer important.

As the adopted son and apprentice of the old man, he will not let the old man's inheritance be broken.

When he came to the old man's photo, Qi Yan gave him a incense stick, smiled and said, "old man, you can stay in the sky and watch."

The old man in the picture is wearing a green hat, with a thin face and a pair of gentle eyes watching him quietly.

Qi Yan chuckled and opened the curtain covering the window. Suddenly, the moonlight poured in, setting his face glittering and translucent.

In other people's eyes, the scenery outside the window is a beautiful night scene, but in Qi Yan's eyes, it is a prosperous city with purple and gold.