The skinny old man is very nervous now, so it’s impossible not to be nervous. After all, no matter who it is, after hearing about a great thing, there is another bad thing waiting for him. If it is someone, he is a little worried. This is how people are most afraid of one step at a time, one step at a time. If the ups and downs are too fast, no one can accept it.

"Old man, don't be nervous."

At this time, Fang Yuan comforted: "You pay attention to my words, I mean it's a pity, not a bad one."

"When people get old, they will inevitably be worried about gains and losses, which makes the boy laugh." The skinny old man calmed down and felt a little embarrassed. After he calmed down, he also felt that Fang Yuan was right. If the situation was serious and bad, he would not be able to have his current status. In other words, the problem here should not be big.

Despite this, the skinny old man asked cautiously: "Brother, what's the pity?"

"Bridge!" Fang Yuan did not hide it and pointed directly: "Look, what does the bridge look like?"

"Bridge?" The thin old man was excited and secretly scolded himself for being confused. Fang Yuan brought him here, it must be a problem with the bridge. He just realized that he shouldn't have it now.

After complaining about himself, the thin old man hurriedly looked at the small bridge. Due to the concept of dragon spitting beads, he immediately saw the problem and said in surprise: "Brother, this bridge used to be a flat bridge, but now it has become a eight-character bridge. Is this the reason that the abnormal situation in the ancestral home is caused?"

"The old man has good eyesight." Fang Yuan smiled and said, "It should be true."

"Brother." Found the crux of the problem, the thin old man didn't look much happy. Instead, he frowned and said worriedly: "Is the Yizi Bridge turned into a Bazi Bridge. Is it not conducive to the dragon's breathing and condensing beads, which makes me feel uneasy?"

"On the contrary, the eight-character bridge is more likely to be prosperous." Fang Yuan shook his head and said, "But it is said that being full will cause damage, and being humble will benefit. Sometimes, it will have some hidden dangers when it flourishes too quickly."

"What hidden danger?" The skinny old man was even more shocked.

"Well..." Fang Yuan hesitated: "I said it, I'm afraid you will always be unhappy. Maybe you don't believe it, but you will scold me for being ulterior motives."

"How could it be?" The skinny old man shook his head and said, "If it weren't for the brother's advice, I wouldn't have known that there was such a mystery in the ancestral home. I will definitely repay your kindness. Please continue to give me advice. No matter what the problem is, I will accept it humbly and I will never blame you for the slightest."

"Then I'll forgive me for taking the liberty." Fang Yuan hesitated: "Old man, if I read it correctly, you should have many children, four generations, and even great-grandsons."

"The guy is right." The skinny old man felt a sank in his heart, and he felt a little bad: "Can it be said that the hidden dangers of Feng Shui will be harbing on my descendants?"

"Absolutely." Fang Yuan sighed: "Actually, you should have some sense. Your family should not be very... stable."

In an instant, the thin old man's face changed, and he looked a little gray, and it was obviously touched by Fang Yuan. After a while, he asked bitterly: "Brother, why is this happening?"

"You should also understand this." Fang Yuan whispered: "The so-called inheritance of one lineage is the safest situation, but now the Yizi Bridge has become an eight-character bridge. When the dragon energy surges down, it will be divided into two directly, which will naturally become the momentum of the two dragons to seize the pearl. One word is enough to explain the problem."

After thinking about it for a moment, the skinny old man understood what Fang Yuan meant. The two dragons grabbed the pearls, which not only captured the ancestral home, but also his family business. Thinking of this, his face changed again and again, and suddenly asked: "Brother, can you solve this problem if you change the Bazi Bridge back to Yizi Bridge?"

"Okay, okay, but are you always mentally prepared?" Fang Yuan said solemnly: "If you are not mentally prepared, I advise you not to do this."

"What mental preparation?" The skinny old man was very puzzled.

"The dragon exhales the air to condense the beads, which has an inertial force. When the Yizi Bridge collapsed, you must have suffered a lot." Fang Yuanshi asked, and saw that the skinny old man's expression changed color, he inferred that he was right. He continued to say: "The reason is that after the bridge was broken, it directly affected the Feng Shui pattern of the dragon exhaled the beads, which caused great twists and turns."

At the right time, the skinny old man looked surprised and suspicious: "What the guy means is that if I change the bridge back, then there will be major changes in the process of changing the bridge?"

"Of course, once the dragon energy is broken, the beads are hanging alone, and things can be big or small." Fang Yuan nodded and said, "Even if the new bridge is laid as fast as possible, it will take an excessive stage to re-receive the air. It is difficult to predict what unexpected situations will happen during this stage."

For a moment, the thin old man's face was calm and his eyes were flashing. After a long time, he asked: "Brother, what consequences would be if he let him go?"

"It's hard to say, it's hard to say..." Fang Yuan said vaguely: "I don't have the ability to deduce Tianji, so I can't tell."

"Oh!" The thin old man sighed, his eyes full of entanglement.

"Old man, don't think too much." Fang Yuan comforted: "Whether it is a lineage or a two dragon grabbing the beads, the meat is rotten in the pot anyway, so it's not a big deal."

"Brother, you are still young and have no children, and you don't understand." The old man shook his head gently, his palms and backs were full of flesh and blood, and his flesh was broken. How could he ignore it?

In an instant, Fang Yuan immediately shut up and stopped expressing his opinions. Anyway, he had finished what he should say, and the rest of the matter belonged to the housework of the thin old man. It was difficult for a clean official to make a decision on the housework, so he would definitely not interfere, so he would not cause trouble.

There is a difference between closeness and alienation. As for the final decision of the skinny old man, it was purely his own business. For a moment, Fang Yuan immediately looked around and pretended to be watching the scenery.

After a long time, the thin old man asked with some anticipation: "Brother, is there no solution to the best of both worlds?"

"Difficult." Fang Yuan shook his head directly: "Eighty or nine out of ten things in the world are unsatisfactory, and it is rare to have both ways to achieve both difficulties. There are many things that can only be the least of the two evils."

"Yes." Kushou nodded and smiled bitterly: "It's because I'm not greedy."

"In short, you always live in your ancestral home and always feel the qi and blood are not smooth and your heart is in a panic. That should be a sign that the Dragon Ball Aura gives you." Fang Yuan whispered: "Don't resist, and don't think that it is because of the construction of repairing the ancestral home that bad things have happened. On the contrary, this is a great thing, perhaps a reward for repairing your ancestral home and rewarding you."

"The ancestors have appeared." The thin old man had a little more smile on his face.

"It can be said that." Fang Yuan echoed: "You are the head of the family and you are inevitably more sensitive than ordinary people. You can easily receive information prompts like this."

"Hmph!" At the same time, Ye Weiyang couldn't listen anymore, rolled his eyes wide, turned around and said, "You guys talk, I'll go to the entrance of the village to see if my colleagues are here."

"Oh." Fang Yuan didn't even look back and said to the skinny old man: "She has long hair, short knowledge, and does not believe in Feng Shui. Don't bother with her."

"It doesn't matter." The skinny old man said dismissively: "This is the norm, I'm not surprised. But the young man, he has such profound attainments at a young age, is really admirable."

"There is heaven beyond the sky, there are people beyond the human beings, and the four words "unpredictable" I can't afford it." Fang Yuan shook his head and said. In the mouths of Gu Yue Jushi, Xiong Mao and others, he also heard a lot of secrets from Feng Shui circles, and knew that there were many famous Feng Shui masters all over the country, including overseas.

Every great Feng Shui master has his own set. Fang Yuan dares not be too arrogant and does not take the world seriously.

"Brother is modest." The skinny old man smiled and then whispered: "By the way, I've been chatting for so long, but I haven't asked the guy for his name. It's really not right."

"My surname is Fang, and my single name is Yuan." Fang Yuan hesitated for a while, and simply took out a business card and handed it over. This was a new business card. After all, the company had completed the procedures, so he was waiting for the auspicious day to open the business card, so the business card was naturally changed.

"It's so prosperous..."

The skinny old man looked down and ignored the words "The Design Company" behind him. After all, in his impression, Feng Shui masters could not directly register a company to conduct business, so they had to hang on their professions such as home design, image consultant, etc. No matter what profession it is, they cannot change the fact that they are Feng Shui masters.

The skinny old man thought Fang Yuan was the same. He carefully put away his business card and said solemnly: "Brother Fang, let me think about it for a while, and then contact you after making a decision, okay?"

"No problem." Fang Yuanwu said: "Actually, there is no need to look for me specifically. After all, you can do the small matter of changing bridges, you can find a Feng Shui master to do it, maybe even better than me."

"The second master does not need to work for one thing, I only believe in you." The skinny old man said seriously, and Fang Yuan had nothing to say.

The word "trust" sounds light, but in fact it is very important. This is also a common phenomenon after all walks of life develop to a high-end state, such as exclusive lawyers, exclusive consultants, exclusive image teachers, etc. The same is true for Feng Shui masters. When the customer thinks that his strength is high and trust is generated, he will have a mentality of dependence.

Fang Yuan also feels a little bit bound by himself, but also a little bit of secret pleasure. After all, it feels like trusting is not bad, and he feels a little bit of accomplishment.

At this moment, a car whistle suddenly came from outside the village. The skinny old man turned around and immediately smiled, "Brother, that little girl's colleague is here, let's go and have a look."

"I won't go." Fang Yuan refused, "I'm not easy to get involved in this matter. You should get old."

"That's right." Thinking of Fang Yuan's Fengshui Master's identity, the thin old man smiled relievedly, and then walked to the ancestral home.

After a while, Ye Weiyang brought a group of people over. Fang Yuan was not interested in watching the excitement and climbed up Long-shaped Mountain and watched the Feng Shui pattern around the village again.
Chapter completed!