My junior sister is a great fortune teller, so what if she's a little bad?

Shi Anan looked up at Taoist Qingxu.

Maybe she is lazy and only thinks about paying off her debts, so she always thinks that other guests are just passers-by and doesn't observe them carefully.

Now that I have looked at him, I realize that he has a pretty handsome face, but he is a bit arrogant and stubborn.

Shi Anan tilted her head and said softly, "The Taoist priest has severed his family ties and six desires in order to inherit the master's mantle and spread the Xuanmen. His determination is admirable."

Taoist Master Qingxu originally wanted to teach Shi Anan a lesson. What she hated most was people who pretended to know everything and talked nonsense about Feng Shui. But when she suddenly heard Shi Anan praising her, the words to scold her got stuck in her throat.

Although she was not good at fortune-telling, she knew that Shi Anan's fortune-telling was very accurate and that he had a promising future.

She turned away and said in a stern voice, "Being able to tell fortunes doesn't mean you can read Feng Shui. Even if you have some skills in fortune-telling, you still have to listen to me when it comes to Feng Shui. If you want to learn, I can teach you, but you can't say anything wrong and mislead people."

Shi Anan did not refute, but just took a pen and silently drew something on the paper.

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[Is An An too lazy to argue, so he starts praising others? ]

[An An is a clever little boy, mom likes him]

[In front, I've seen you several times. Are you Shi Anan's troll? You praise everything. Does Shi Anan know that she has a mother like you? ]

[It's so funny, if you can't beat them, just slide down and kneel? ]

[No, didn't you notice that Shi Anan seemed to be drawing the structural diagram of this house? I am an architectural designer and I studied the layout of this villa back then.]

Shi Anan finished scribbling and muttered, "This Feng Shui design is quite ingenious. It is indeed for gathering wealth at the beginning, but what if it is like this?"

She added a few strokes outside the structural diagram.

The wonderful layout just now suddenly changed. The last room on the slightly elevated fifth floor looked like a grave mound, and the mountain in the distance looked like a large tombstone. The good feng shui formation for a yang house suddenly turned into a yang-absorbing formation for a yin house.

All the spiritual energy and vitality in this villa will eventually gather in the last room on the fifth floor.

And inside, Shi Anan felt that there was obviously something being raised.

I don’t know who has such a big grudge against the owner of the villa.

She hadn't figured out the situation yet, so she didn't say anything. Arguing without evidence would only waste her time playing games.

Shi Qingshuang watched her pretending to be mysterious, then looked at Taoist Qingxu who was becoming more and more curious about Shi Anan, and became angry.

This little bitch is really good at pretending.

She exchanged glances with Dao Yi who was not far away.

She couldn't let Shi Anan go on. Since Qingxu was useless, she would use Daoyi to deal with Shi Anan.

Daoyi received the signal, walked over and said, "Miss Shi, let's discuss how to do the task tonight."

At this time, the sun was setting and there seemed to be a cold wind blowing.

Daoyi was a Taoist practitioner and could best sense this kind of negative energy, so he frowned unconsciously.

Shi Anan seemed to be unaware of it: "You are a master, you can arrange it in any way that is safe and quick, I have no objection."

She continued to look at the picture she had drawn and flipped through the elementary school diary.

Daoyi had no idea of ​​her background, so he asked tentatively, "I heard you can tell fortunes?"

"Okay."

Daoyi's eyes were full of meaning, "You can also catch ghosts?"

Shi Anan scribbled something in her diary again and said, "Not interested."

As long as the ghost doesn't do anything bad, she is too lazy to catch it.

But after listening to her, I felt that she knew nothing about catching ghosts.

It just so happens that Daoyi's strengths are exorcising and taming ghosts.

Daoyi smiled, looked at Shi Qingshuang, and came up with an idea.

This way, Shi Anan will be easier to deal with.

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[Do you think Daoyi has a bad face? His words are also sinister? Is he from Xuanqing Temple? An An exposed Zhao Guohua in public and made Xuanqing Temple look so bad. Will he be retaliated? ]

[Girl, stop reading elementary school students’ diaries. You might have met a bad guy! ]

[Fuck, there won’t be any supernatural events at night, right? I remember that the people who came to explore the villa before were either dead or crazy.]

[Fuck! Did you see that? The chandelier is moving automatically without any wind! This villa is weird. Is it really Feng Shui? ]

[It’s all a show effect. You guys are superstitious because of a variety show. The production crew definitely used a blower.]

At this time, Shi Anan was still drawing in her diary, when suddenly, her neck felt a little cold.

It was as if something blew a breath on her.