"Dead?"
The visitor was extremely surprised, and the expression on his face was indescribably wonderful.
Qi Cheng looked at the person who came. He was about 40 years old and was dressed very elegantly.
He must be a businessman.
Moreover, the business is not small.
but……
Qi Cheng only took one glance to see that this person's fortune had not been very good recently.
The mist is both gray and red.
Gray means he will lose money recently!
Red means he will suffer another bloody disaster.
But fortunately, it’s not serious!
But there are also those who need to be hospitalized for injuries.
"Boss, are you familiar with my master?"
The visitor chuckled. "I've dealt with your master a few times, and I trust his skills. What a pity..."
After saying this, the visitor was about to leave.
Before leaving, he hesitated for a moment, glanced at the Pixiu in his hand, and asked, "By the way, are you selling this thing?"
"If the boss likes something that has been thrown away, just take it away!"
The visitor was delighted.
"It's really like a son selling his father's land, and he doesn't feel sorry for it!"
"Your master treasures this thing, but now it seems like trash to you."
Qi Cheng shook his fan. "It's just a worthless thing."
"It's just a worthless thing?" The visitor laughed even more happily. "Do you know how much a Pixiu ornament this big costs?"
Qi Cheng smiled faintly. "200,000!"
When the visitor heard this, he was stunned.
He originally thought that Qi Cheng didn't know the value of this thing.
Unexpectedly, what Qi Cheng said was exactly right.
"If you knew that, why did you throw it away?"
Qi Cheng gently waved his folding fan, and the word "Emperor" appeared in front of the other person.
"Donor, you probably misunderstood what I meant."
"I placed this Pixiu display outside the door, so not everyone can see it."
"In other words, those who are not destined to see it cannot see it!"
The middle-aged man laughed. "A destined person? You Taoists and monks just love to be mysterious!"
"If you don't believe me, take the Pixiu out and see if anyone will take a look at it!"
The middle-aged man was now curious.
He picked up the Pixiu and placed it on the table, then walked out the door.
Then, he called out to a passerby, "Brother, what do you think of this Pixiu?"
"Pixiu? What Pixiu? Are you sick?"
Passersby looked at him with gloomy faces and left quickly.
Now, the middle-aged man was shocked.
Could it be that, apart from myself, no one can really see it?
He didn't believe it and walked to the shop opposite.
"Boss, would you like to take my Pixiu figurine?"
The owner of the shop is surnamed Li.
That is what Uncle Zhao calls "Old Li".
Old Li is in the jade business. When he heard about the Pi Xiu on the table, he instinctively looked up and took a look.
However, the man in front of him was empty-handed and seemed to be holding something.
But he could see nothing.
"Setting up the table?"
Old Li was a little stunned.
"Such a large display, can't you see it?"
Now Lao Li confirmed that this was a lunatic.
"If you want to go crazy, go outside. Otherwise, I'll call security!"
When the middle-aged man heard this, he was surprised and happy.
What shocked me was that what I encountered was too unbelievable.
The good thing is that I have met a master.
The middle-aged man turned around and immediately returned to Qi Cheng's shop.
"Master! Master!"
This time, the middle-aged man no longer had the previous loss and arrogance.
Some of it is the joy and humility of meeting a master.
Qi Cheng looked at him and smiled indifferently. "Tell me! What brings you here to see my master?"
"Let me introduce myself first! My name is Huang Yunlong, and I run a foreign trade company. I went out on business a while ago and it seems I got into some dirty business."
"I've been having nightmares lately."
"and……"
Huang Yunlong seemed to have something difficult to talk about.
"Do you feel like there's something green on your head?"
These words were said by Qi Cheng.
While the other person was speaking, he used the technique of divination to tell a fortune.
Know some things.
Huang Youlong sighed, gritted his teeth, and blurted out: "Yes, yes, yes!"
Qi Cheng smiled faintly. "So you came here to ask me for help?"
Huang Yunlong said without hesitation: "Health!"
"Master! To be honest, I've been having nightmares every day lately. I'm almost going crazy."
"If this continues, I'm going to be bald!"
Huang Yunlong touched his remaining hair and looked at Qi Cheng with some sadness.
Qi Cheng smiled lightly.
"There's nothing wrong with your body! You haven't encountered anything dirty, it's just that you've been too tired lately. You need to calm down!"
"Calmness?"
Huang Yunlong frowned.
"How do we do this?"
Qi Cheng chuckled and stood up. "Speaking of which, you're here by chance. I was just about to write a few talismans, so you can take them back and use them!"
Qi Chengzhang is very handsome and his movements are even more graceful.
I saw him slowly walk to the back of the desk and pick up a pen on the table.
He didn't seem to grind, he just drew lightly on the yellow paper.
Scarlet lines appeared at the tip of the pen.
Huang Yunlong was amazed by this scene.
He is also a knowledgeable person, and he has met many masters from abroad.
However, he had never seen anyone like Qi Cheng.
Every gesture and movement exudes the demeanor of a master.
Moreover, it is extremely beautiful.
It’s a pleasure to watch!
After a while, Qi Cheng finished drawing a talisman.
When Qi Cheng put down his pen, red light suddenly appeared on the paper.
Finally, it was hidden within the yellow paper.
"Take this talisman and place it on your bedside. It will protect you from nightmares again. It can also cure your hair loss."
Huang Yunlong's previous sentence was just an expression of emotion.
But when he heard the truth in the latter part, he became excited.
Can his hair loss really be cured?
This thing is a stubborn disease!
He saw many doctors, but it was of no use.
Qi Cheng smiled faintly. "If I say yes, then yes. If there's no effect within a week, you can always come back to me for a refund!"
When Huang Yunlong heard the word "money", his pupils dilated a little.
He is a businessman.
Merchants pursue profit and also love money.
Be more cautious when it comes to money matters.
"Master, may I ask your name?"
"Excuse me, my surname is Qi!"
"Master Qi, you are Master Ge's disciple, so your fees should be very different from Master Ge's, right?"
"Yeah!" Qi Cheng nodded. "My things do have quite different prices."
"No problem! No problem!"
Huang Yunlong smiled.
I thought that since you are an apprentice and so young, it is right that the price is low, otherwise it would be unreasonable!
"Master Qi, how much would you like for this talisman when you go back?" Huang Yunlong asked with a grin.
When buying a talisman, you cannot say "buy", you have to say "please", which shows respect for the gods and the master, otherwise it will not be effective.
"When my master was around, a talisman cost 5,000. As for me..."
"I'll just charge you 200,000."
"How many?"
Huang Yunlong almost vomited blood when he heard the price. He thought that his apprentice would ask for a lower price, but it turned out that the younger generation outstripped the older generation and directly beat his master to death on the beach!
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