Chapter 656

"This luck has been stolen? What will happen?" Qi tenghe has been interested in Feng Shui since he met Yan Tao, and specially found some books to read.

But I haven't seen it written in the book.

Yan Tao held his cheek with one hand and the tea cup dangled in his hand. He looked casual with such ideas. "People have a theory of good luck. People with good luck will have a smooth life. Those with bad luck will have a rough life and even die young."

Speaking of it, Yan Tao was also a little surprised. Generally speaking, people will die unexpectedly after three or five days of ghost digging.

Not only did Li Hongliang not die, but also affected some official luck. He was not simply lucky.

"Mr. Li, can you show me your birthday?"

Li Hongliang has seen Yantao's means and has regarded her as a divine existence.

This young man not only looks noble, but also has strange means.

Li Hongliang was still a little frightened. He tore a piece of paper, wrote down his birthday and handed it over, "master Yan, have a look?"

Yan Tao took the paper and pondered for a moment, "go and get six bamboo chopsticks."

Young master Yan is a fortune teller, but he doesn't bring a guy.

Six Ren divination is too much to stir up the public. She is too lazy to calculate.

In fact, when Kung Fu comes home, it can be divined with anything. King Wen of Zhou can also divine good and bad luck with withered grass on the roadside.

"Master, do you want to invite chopsticks fairy?"

There are many folk legends.

Chopsticks have chopstick immortals, dishes have dish immortals, and pens have pen immortals.

Li Hongliang was a little confused. He didn't have bamboo chopsticks here. He called his assistant to buy them and send them over.

"Throw it away."

Li Hongliang lifted the six bamboo chopsticks onto the table and crossed them in all directions. There was no sign.

The divination with bamboo chopsticks has its origin. It should have used 50 pieces to calculate the divination, which is more accurate.

However, whether it is precise or not depends on personal cultivation.

Master Yan looked at the bamboo chopsticks on the table and his right thumb flew quickly on the other four knuckles.

When the young man was divining, his face as handsome as a demon seemed to be covered with a layer of smoke. His expression was unfathomable and people looked at it.

It looks like a magic stick.

Li Hongliang looked at Yantao silently, and then turned to see Qi tenghe.

Li Hongliang: is this boy really reliable?

Saito and: absolutely.

Li Hongliang: Well, I reluctantly believe you.

"Mr. Li, did your wife come to Qingyang with you?"

Yan Tao finished the calculation, raised his eyes, smiled and asked him.

Li Hongliang was stunned. "I also live in a hotel."

In my heart, I asked his wife what to do for no reason?

Yan Tao raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was cold. "Why don't you call his wife for lunch?"

"Yes."

Li Hongliang frowned. He couldn't see the hidden emotion under Yantao's light clouds and wind. He couldn't help asking, "master, how are my official calculations? And ghosts..."

Yan Tao: "ghosts won't be infected with people for nothing. You are ethnic in carrying ghosts."

She has just calculated Li Hongliang's eight characters.

Li Hongliang came from an ordinary background, but he worked hard enough. He went straight to the vice chief position all the way. He is also a young talent.

However, he is full of luck in the eight characters, which is worthy of the position of minister of the public Secretary. He is not only a deputy director now.

His luck was stolen by others.

More than once.

After listening to Yan Tao's words, Li Hongliang's face changed many times. He was smart enough to sit in this position. He could associate a lot of things.