"There is contact information... I will send it to you right away, Mr. Luo. In addition, if there is compensation or something, the Feng family and the Qi family will not frown upon the money." At this point, Feng Zhirong immediately hung up the phone.
A moment later, I received a text message from him, which contained the Feng Shui Mr.’s number.
I didn't call immediately, but waited for Feng Bao and Feng Jun to lead the men to clear away the coffins and all the workers before I made the call.
It took about half a minute to ring before the call was connected.
"Who?" The voice was a little thin, not very masculine, and he didn't sound very old.
"Luo Shiliu, I took away the murderer. I will handle this matter properly. I want to apologize to you in person for the matter of the Digging House." I said in a very humble tone.
It’s not that I deliberately kept it low, but it’s just because we don’t take the matter seriously. In Feng Shui, rationality is also very important.
There was silence on the phone for a few seconds before he said, "I have long admired Mr. Luo's name. In the past year, many major events have happened in the Feng Shui world, and they are all inseparable from the three words Luo Shiliu."
"I sweep the couch to greet you." He added, but before I could speak, the call was hung up.
The next moment, I received another text message with exactly the address on it.
I walked directly out of this foundation, and when I left the gate of the work area, there was only Feng Jun left beside me.
He told me that Feng Bao returned to Feng's house with the coffin and people as I ordered. I nodded to express my knowledge.
Then I showed the address to Feng Jun and asked him to drive there.
The place where the Feng Shui master lives is the new urban area of Neiyang City.
When I arrived outside the community, I was stunned for a moment.
Because the name of this community is vaguely familiar to me, it’s called Phoenix Garden.
At that time, my eyes narrowed slightly, and the throbbing in my heart became even stronger.
I once came to Fenghuang Garden to do business. It was when I was just getting involved with Yang fortune telling. Director Zhou introduced a business and helped a friend of his to read fortune tellers.
I still remember clearly that his friend named Yu Shan was plotted by a Feng Shui master and his wife cheated on him. He was killed and turned into a living corpse that refused to die!
coincide? There is also a Feng Shui master living in Phoenix Garden?
My eyelids instinctively jumped twice, and I felt a very uncomfortable depression in my heart. I kept looking outside the car window.
After the car entered the community and kept driving forward, Feng Jun asked doubtfully: "Mr. Luo, are you feeling unwell?"
I shook my head and said nothing.
After about a few minutes, Feng Jun stopped the car and said it was time.
I opened the door and got out of the car.
The first thing you enter is a single-family villa with a huge pool on the left and a flower garden and courtyard wall on the right.
However, this villa does not give people the feeling of wealth, but desolation.
The flower garden had not been taken care of for who knows how long, the branches and leaves were in disarray, and the yard was full of weeds. In addition, the whole villa had a cold air.
On the contrary, there is another villa next to it. Although it is slightly smaller, it gives people a vibrant and well-organized garden courtyard, and the courtyard wall is higher than the one next to it.
"Mr. Luo, it's not this. There is no one here at first glance. The address you showed me is the villa next to it." Feng Jun immediately made a gesture of invitation and motioned for me to go that way.
I closed my eyes first, then opened them again, took a deep look at the desolate villa, and then turned and walked towards the side.
Feng Jun doesn't know about Yu Shan, so I don't need to mention it to him.
But now I know that the Feng Shui master who plotted against Yu Shan and the person I am about to meet now are almost the same person.
Arriving at the door of the villa on the side, Feng Jun rang the doorbell.
After a moment, a gentle and thin voice came from inside.
"coming."
Immediately afterwards, a woman hurriedly walked out of the villa door ahead.
She has light yellow curly hair spread over her shoulders, a purple dress, and a white shawl.
With a delicate oval face, almond eyes, a beautiful nose, thin eyebrows, and a small cherry mouth, she is a beauty.
My eyes were very calm, and there was a lot of turmoil in my heart, but it didn't show on my face.
Although I haven’t seen this woman for nearly a year, I still remember clearly that she is Chen Rongrong! Yu Shan’s wife!
At this moment, Feng Jun whispered: "It's so beautiful. Other Feng Shui masters live a very comfortable life. The beauty in the villa, the beauty hidden in the golden house. Mr. Luo, do you want to do it in the future..."
At this moment, Chen Rongrong had already trotted to the door. Feng Jun immediately shut up and stood behind me with his hands down respectfully.
Chen Rongrong pulled her hair and then opened the small iron gate.
She sounded a little confused at first: "Are you here to see Wu Wu?" But the next moment, her eyes fell on my face, her body froze, and her eyes were even more astonished.
"Luo...Mr. Luo?" Not only was he stunned, but he was also a bit confused and uneasy.
"Ms. Chen, long time no see. But now I should call you Mrs. Wu." I said calmly.
"Please lead the way. I am indeed here to see Wu Wu, Mr. Wu." I did not continue to look at her, but looked inside the villa.
Chen Rongrong was obviously even more unnatural. She bit her lower lip and grabbed the hem of the skirt with both hands, her whole body trembling slightly.
Then she turned around, her steps obviously a little unsteady, and walked towards the villa.
I raised my legs to follow.
Feng Jun followed me closely, his eyes full of doubts.
When I walked into the lobby door of the villa, I looked up and saw that a certain eaves and wall corner above happened to be facing the villa next to it, forming a vicious Feng Shui situation!
Entering the hall, there is a faint fragrance of bamboo and tea.
Chen Rongrong's pace was obviously a little smoother.
"Husband, a gentleman wants to see you." Her tone became much calmer.
I glanced at the layout of the house at a glance. The tables and chairs were all elegant, as were the potted plants and some unicorn ornaments, all where they should be.
On the far right side of the living room, by the window, there is a coffee table made of old trees. Behind the coffee table sits a man, who is pouring tea.
Obviously, this person is Wu Wu.
He is about thirty years old, with a long and narrow face and very white skin. This is not unhealthy paleness, but natural whiteness.
And his face...
I was about to take a closer look when Wu Wu suddenly put down the teapot in his hand. There was a smile on his face and his eyes looked very deep.
"I have met many gentlemen who are really capable. If you want him to tell fortunes, you have to prepare a lot of money and gifts."
"I didn't expect Mr. Luo to look at my face first when he saw me. Do you want to meet me?" Wu Wu stretched out his hand and pushed the two cups of tea to the front.
"However, for Feng Shui masters, they still don't want to be known by others. In addition, fortune calculations are getting thinner and thinner. Mr. Luo must be able to calculate it clearly. I'm afraid that my meager skills will not be able to withstand Mr. Luo's calculations. "
