Feng Shui live broadcast: A haunted house worth 50 million is not worth living in

Zhao Qianqian hummed: "Okay, come with me to see it."

Chen Yile agreed and followed her upstairs, first looking at the other rooms on the second floor, and finally to the bedroom.

"Why is this... so full?"

Zhao Qianqian said: "Ever since he wanted to fake you, he hasn't been at home much, so I threw all his things out."

As he spoke, Chen Yile also saw it clearly.

The room is mostly filled with women's products, clothes, shoes, plush toys, various suitcases, potted plants, etc.

"You've already made up your mind to fight him to the end," Chen Yile said. "But isn't this a bit too much?"

"You want them all? I thought you didn't want to use what he gave you."

"He didn't give these to me," Zhao Qianqian replied. "I'm a nostalgic person. These are my old belongings. They just came with me here."

"What? Are these things affecting your Feng Shui?"

Chen Yile took two steps forward and spoke.

"For ordinary people, it does have an impact, but for me, it's not a big deal."

Chen Yile also wanted to test how powerful his psychic eyes were.

Taking a deep breath and closing his eyes, Chen Yile opened his psychic eyes.

Wherever you look, you can see through the clutter and see the essential direction.

"How is it?" Zhao Qianqian asked while watching.

Chen Yile didn't answer, but he felt that there was an extra pillar in the corner.

It's blocked by the cabinet and is in a weird position.

This is not a question of placement, that direction is the wealth position!

The wealth corner of the bedroom should be neat, clean and simple.

Moreover, because it is located diagonally, it is even more inappropriate to block it.

Not only that position, but also the one near the window, which is the living area, has a shoe rack.

The room is so messy, probably because she moved things.

However, the life position and wealth position are like this, so it’s useless even if he thinks it through.

"What's going on? Can you tell?" Zhao Qianqian didn't get a response, so she simply walked up to him and asked. "Why don't you say something? I'll clean up now."

Chen Yile suddenly felt his nose dry, and something was about to burst out.

The first time he used this on someone, he didn't expect it could see through clothes?

To die!

Zhao Qianqian's figure can be said to be perfect!

There is not an ounce of fat on her body, and she is so plump that it makes one's blood boil!

Chen Yile quickly covered his nose and stepped back.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhao Qianqian just felt embarrassed as if she was seen through.

She subconsciously looked down at herself. Something was wrong. She was wearing clothes.

When he looked up again, Chen Yile was bleeding from his nose.

"What's wrong with you, Mr. Chen?"

Zhao Qianqian hurriedly turned around to get a tissue.

Chen Yile hurried to the toilet and patted the back of his neck with cold water.

Zhao Qianqian brought a tissue to wipe the blood from his nose and then washed it with clean water.

It took a long time before the nosebleed stopped.

Chen Yile stood in front of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror.

I thought to myself that the risk of this psychic eye was too great.

There is always a risk of excessive blood loss!

No, I can’t open it often in the future.

Zhao Qianqian came over and asked, "What's wrong? Is anyone else feeling unwell?"

Oops!

Chen Yile suddenly thought, I forgot to turn it off!

He quickly closed his eyes, turned off his psychic eyes, and washed his face with water before he regained his composure.

Zhao Qianqian took a towel and gave it to him.

After wiping it clean, Chen Yile quickly changed the subject: "This problem is not difficult to solve. Clear the position of the pillar first."

"His bloody disaster can be temporarily stopped, and then the position of the pillar can be hollowed out later."

"I don't think that pillar is load-bearing. I wonder who taught him to do that."

"A Feng Shui master," Zhao Qianqian said. "I guess he has a grudge against him. That's not really a pillar, it's just made like that, with patterns carved into it, supposedly to attract wealth."

Chen Yile hummed: "Yes, to accumulate wealth, it's a life-threatening thing!"

"Ah? So serious?" Zhao Qianqian was also a little surprised. "Which two are they specifically?"

"Come with me." Chen Yile said, and took her back to the bedroom.

Pointing to her: "Here, that's it, and this one by the left window..."

Before he could finish his words, he heard the door being locked.

Chen Yile turned around and was suddenly pushed onto the bed by Zhao Qianqian.

Then Zhao Qianqian rode directly on him.

"No, what are you doing?" Chen Yile was a little panicked.

Zhao Qianqian curled her lips into a smile, looked at him and asked, "What did you see just now?"

"No...I didn't see anything." Chen Yile hurriedly denied it.

Zhao Qianqian had a charming look in her eyes and was lifting his chin with her fingers.

"Really? You didn't see anything, that's the look in your eyes? And you're bleeding from the nose."

Chen Yile thought, this skill was given by the system anyway.

It’s impossible for a normal person to know, so just deny it even if you are beaten to death.

"No! I just didn't see anything."

"The nosebleed...is because...the weather is too dry."

"Really?" Zhao Qianqian said, suddenly reaching out to pull her coat.

The round and smooth mountain suddenly jumped before my eyes...

"I'm hot too."

Chen Yile wanted to get up, but Zhao Qianqian suddenly lay down. He was afraid of bumping into Zhao Qianqian, so he quickly lay down and stretched his hands behind him.

"Stop pretending," Zhao Qianqian said. "I heard that some of those who have practiced very hard can see through other people's clothes."

"Really?" Chen Yile pretended to be surprised. "There's such a thing? He must not be a serious person."

Zhao Qianqian smiled lightly and said, "It's indeed not very serious, but I am somewhat willing to accept your words."

"I'm a free agent now, so it's a seamless transition. It's also nice to find a younger boyfriend so I don't have to be nagged when I go home."

"No." Chen Yile refused decisively.

She can sign a contract with others and become husband and wife.

Who knows what he's planning? What if he ends up hurting me?

"You dislike me?" Zhao Qianqian frowned slightly. "He never touched me. I use this bedroom alone."

"He usually either sleeps on the sofa or goes out on his own."

Chen Yile asked in disbelief: "Such a big villa, I don't believe there are no guest rooms."

"Yes, but he's not used to it," Zhao Qianqian replied. "Besides, he said he's the owner of the villa, so either I accept him and live in the master bedroom, or it will stay like this forever."

"He really thinks too much. How could I possibly accept a liar?"

Chen Yile swallowed his saliva. At this distance, he could even hear Zhao Qianqian's heartbeat.

The ability of lie detection was retained, and he was very sure that Zhao Qianqian did not lie.

Suddenly, Zhao Qianqian grabbed his hand.

"My heart is beating really fast. This is probably what it feels like to be heartbroken."

"If you don't believe me, touch it..."

Chen Yile quickly pulled his hand back: "This, this, this... this is not good, I am an outsider."

"He's not a monk!" said Zhao Qianqian.