It happened to be Saturday, and Wei Mian had nothing to do, so he planned to take the subway to Fengshui Street.

She glanced at the time on the sign. The subway was still a few minutes away. Wei Mian was waiting for the train on the platform.

She also likes mobile phones, but she is not as dependent on them as young people today.

At this moment, everyone on the platform was playing with their phones, only Wei Mian was standing quietly.

A middle-aged man in a suit walked over from a distance, and Wei Mian glanced at him habitually.

The man was of medium height, probably in his early thirties, and looked quite elegant and handsome.

There was only a circle of gauze wrapped around his head, his left arm was in a splint, and a layer of yin energy shrouded his body.

This subway line leads to Fengshui Street. Every time Wei Mian went there before, he would run into some people with evil spirits on the subway, because these people more or less liked to deal with antiques.

Not only are the old objects dug out from the ground, but some are even burial objects, which naturally carry more or less evil spirits.

After dealing with people for a long time, some of the bacteria will be contaminated on your body, especially on your hands.

As long as the evil spirit is not particularly strong, it will be fine if you get more sun exposure.

But if some people with weak yang energy are infected, they may be unlucky for a while.

Wei Mian initially thought that this man was just like those people who dealt in antiques, and the evil spirit on him came from the old objects.

But after she took a closer look, she realized something was wrong.

The man's name is Chen Dapeng, and he runs a medium-sized antique shop on Fengshui Street.

At this moment he was frowning and talking on the phone.

"Why is it so difficult for me to assign you something? Weren't you so impressive before? You knew everyone and knew everyone. How many times have you asked me to reimburse you for all these messy entertainment expenses? Everyone is your friend, and now I'm asking you to find a real master and you can't do it?"

After hearing what the person opposite said, Chen Dapeng became even angrier.

"You still have the nerve to talk about those people you found? Are you sure you didn't bring them here on purpose to disgust me? You acted like a shaman, jumping around for half the night, but it was useless. What should have happened that night? Don't tell me that nonsense. I'm just asking if you can find them!"

"Why didn't you tell me at the beginning? Don't take on a job you don't have the skills for. I can barely even drink water right now. Do you think I dare to drive? I crashed my car four times yesterday. Who knows if it might kill me today?"

Wei Mian looked at the man's face and knew that he was in the antique business. Although he was impulsive and irritable, he was honest and trustworthy.

He has a bad temper so he often quarrels with his wife. However, despite the quarrels, they have a good relationship and he has the face of being loyal to one another.

At this moment, his forehead was black and black energy was rising from his body. I'm afraid it was really as he said on the phone, he had been very unlucky recently.

Chen Dapeng looked up and saw that it was almost time, so he stopped. He moved his splinted arm, his face twisted in pain, and continued talking to the person on the phone.

"I don't care. Just try whatever you can find. Whether it's pricey or not, we'll decide after we've seen it all!"

"Who didn't pay last time? What's wrong with me not paying? He didn't use the talisman paper at all, why should I pay him? I'm lucky I didn't scold him for wasting my time!"

"I, Chen Dapeng, am not short of money. If it really works, I can afford to give you not only 100,000, but even 1 million. If that damn lucky charm is useless, I won't pay a cent!"

He spoke too loudly and looked fierce, so the people standing nearby frowned and moved away. Soon, only he and Wei Mian were left in that place.

Wei Mian didn't move at all.

Chen Dapeng spoke a few more words to the person on the other end of the phone, and hung up when he saw the subway approaching.

Today is Saturday and there are many people on the bus. However, after just one stop, the couple next to Wei Mian got off, leaving two seats vacant.

Wei Mian and Chen Dapeng sat down at the same time.

Chen Dapeng saw that there was a young girl next to him. Considering the recent news about the subway, there were all kinds of obscene men harassing young girls, and some who did not harass were falsely accused of harassment.

He was possessed by a bad spirit again, and fearing being misunderstood, he deliberately moved to the other side.

Wei Mian smiled unconsciously and nodded to thank him.

Perhaps this could be considered a fate between the two of them, so she reminded him, "Mr. Chen, luck is innate. It's normal to have ups and downs, but some abnormal bad luck can't be improved by simply changing your luck. You need to find the root cause."

Upon hearing this, Chen Dapeng frowned and said, "What's the root cause? There's no root cause for this. Little girl, you don't understand, so don't talk nonsense. Luck is something mysterious. Besides, I've just been unlucky lately. I'll find a master to help me get rid of my bad luck, and everything will be fine!"

Wei Mian frowned slightly when he heard this. "You are lacking in Yang Qi, and recently you have been infected with Yin Sha Qi. Your luck is low and your Fiery Qi is weak. These are all related reactions. The fundamental reason is—"

Before Wei Mian could finish, Chen Dapeng's face flushed red. He looked around and said angrily, "What? What's this about insufficient Yang Qi? If you don't know, don't talk nonsense!"

Feeling the vague gazes from all directions, Chen Dapeng glared at Wei Mian in embarrassment and anger.

Wei Mian was helpless. Why do people always like to associate Yang Qi with certain functions?

But she was in a good mood today and just smiled when she heard it.

"I've read your face. While your fortune isn't the best, it's definitely not bad. Your business should be related to antiques. However, your forehead is dark and you're haunted by evil spirits. This evil spirit doesn't come from antiques, but more like a ghost. If you don't deal with it, your situation will get worse."

However, Chen Dapeng became even more resistant to what Wei Mian said. The more he talked, the more fantastic it became. The girl was still young, but she wanted to learn fortune-telling skills. She didn't even consider whether she would look like that!

Every fortune teller has gray hair and a big beard. Even if this girl wants to cheat people, doesn’t she know how to package herself?

Chen Dapeng runs an antique shop on Fengshui Street, so he naturally knows something about this. Every master he has met is no younger than forty years old.

It's just that Chen Dapeng has a bad temper and a bad mouth. He had offended a Feng Shui master before. Even after he calmed down and apologized in person, the Feng Shui master didn't give him a good look.

Moreover, the Feng Shui master was a narrow-minded person and he spread the matter a lot, saying that Boss Chen looked down on people.

Originally, Chen Dapeng's antique shop didn't have many Feng Shui items for sale, and now they are all gone.

That's why, when he really encountered a problem, he found that he didn't know who to turn to for help.

But Chen Dapeng knew that what happened to him recently must be related to that aspect, so he asked his brother-in-law to help find someone.

But I didn't expect that the boy who always brags about how great he is can't even do this little thing.

Although Chen Dapeng is not poor, his money does not come from the wind. How could he give money to any scammer? Even a little girl wants to come over and try to get a bargain.

Wei Mian had said all she wanted to say, and since Chen Dapeng didn’t believe her, there was nothing more to say.