Feng Zhibai got up early in the morning, took the clothes he bought some time ago and started gesturing in front of the mirror.

Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao rarely got up early.

Chen Xiaodao was nestled on the sofa, studying the book Feng Zhibai gave Lao Mitou.

Lao Mi Tou was cleaning the house.

He has been lying dead all this time, and the house is as dirty as a doghouse.

I took a towel to catch the water. I was in a good mood and wiped the stool while humming a tune.

"How's it going? Isn't Lao Shen's behavior very similar to that of a contemporary mature woman?"

Wringing out the water on the towel, Lao Mi Tou squatted and wiped the coffee table. He raised his hand and knocked down Chen Xiaodao's feet that were resting on the coffee table: "Put it down!"

Shrinking his legs, he put the book down on his side and raised his eyes to look at Feng Zhibai.

The shock in his eyes is ready to come out!

"Oh, you have a kind of beauty that doesn't care about the life and death of others."

Lao Mi Tou also looked over, full of doubts: "Can you explain to me, which master who was at the forefront of fashion trends taught you how to dress during this period? This is the first time I have seen wearing furs in the summer.

People wearing woolen pants and sun hats! What’s wrong with your shoes? Asymmetrical beauty?”

Amused by Lao Mi Tou's words, Chen Xiaodao sat up from the sofa and looked at Feng Zhibai with a smile: "I'm embarrassed to say that even aunts in their forties or fifties don't dare to dress like you. Aren't you hot?"

Feng Zhibai elegantly reached out and took the sunglasses and put them on himself. His tone was full of arrogance: "You don't know how to appreciate it. This is the standard outfit of international Madou."

"Then you may be doing a very new show."

Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiao Dao looked at each other, smiled and went about their own business.

Taking off the big sun protection hat, Feng Zhibai raised his hand to straighten his long hair: "You are looking at it so absorbedly, maybe you can understand it?"

"What?"

After turning the page in the book, Chen Xiaodao replied casually.

"What did you say?"

Putting his chin on his hand, Feng Zhibai gestured for him to look at the book in your hand.

"Are you talking about books?"

Passing the book in front of Feng Zhibai: "I can understand part of it, but I don't understand, where does this thing come from? The humanities in it are too real and specific. There are also all kinds of religious records and yin and yang methods, it is obvious that

It has been carefully compiled. What I don’t understand the most is how the interpretation of the hexagrams in this book can be applied to the laws of heaven and earth?”

Chen Xiaodao is not a hexagram master who specializes in hexagrams, so he is not particularly able to understand many things.

Feng Zhibai did not reach out to pick up the book, but instead lowered his voice and said: "Right is the opposite, reverse is the right, yin is yang, and yang is yin. What you see is not true, and what you hear is not false. Everything is caused by

From the beginning of a hexagram, whether it can be understood depends on the sky. All things in the world are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other. The laws of heaven and earth are one, and the laws of heaven and earth are one. How can this hexagram not be used to calculate the laws of heaven, earth, and humans?"

"do not really understand."

Tilting his head, Chen Xiaodao was a little confused.

If it is true as my grandma said.

How powerful is this person's divination skills in order to achieve the unity of man, heaven, earth, and law?

Lao Mi Tou was also attracted by their conversation.

"Then what if I read this book thoroughly?"

"cannot."

Without even looking at him, Feng Zhibai directly interrupted his beautiful thoughts: "The journey between heaven and earth is a mysterious way, and those who follow the laws of heaven and earth will follow their own way. It means that as big a magical power as you have, you can do a big job.

After you have thoroughly understood everything, you must reach a certain level before talking about other things.”

"Then I'm considered useless."

Throwing the book to Lao Mi Tou, Chen Xiaodao leaned over again holding the pillow.

After opening the first page, Lao Mi Tou sat aside: "Then what's the point of reading this book?"

Turning around his bumpy figure, Feng Zhibai continued to look at his beautiful self in the mirror: "If you don't want to look at it, you can just read the Book of Changes. The theory just now doesn't apply to you, just listen to it."

The reason why she didn't force Lao Mi Tou to study this book was because Lao Mi Tou didn't have much talent.

He can eat hexagrams, but he will never reach the level of perfection.

I gave him this book just to let him read the sixty-four hexagrams alone.

The sixty-four hexagrams in her book have many derivatives and extend for a long time, making them more convenient to eat.

"No, I'd better watch this."

"Dong dong dong dong——"

Putting the book on the table, a voice message came from the cell phone.

After wiping his hands, Lao Mi Tou went to pick up the mobile phone placed in the drawer.

"Who's calling?"

Throwing the pillow to the other end, Chen Xiaodao raised his neck and asked.

"It's from Yan Bureau."

He walked to the sofa, pushed Chen Xiaodao in, sat down, and put his phone on speakerphone: "Hey——"

"Hello, Mr. Mi."

On the other end of the phone, the person speaking was Yan Kuan.

Feng Zhibai hummed a little tune, took out his mobile phone and opened Fanbao, planning to buy a few more sets of amazing clothes!

"Hey, Director Yan, what's wrong?"

From the last time to now, for more than ten days, they have not contacted Yan Kuan.

So he called today, which surprised Lao Mitou.

"Is Miss Feng here?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he looked for Feng Zhibai.

Feng Zhibai was flipping through the browsing pages on the treasure, and when he heard Yan Kuan looking for him, he replied in a muffled voice: "She's not here."

"Miss Feng, Fu Qiang is looking for you."

On the other end of the phone.

Yan Kuan glanced at the prison door behind him, ignored Feng Zhibai's answer and said.

"That man's surname is Fu."

Feng Zhibai had no questions about placing an order for a coat.

"Yes. I was busy the past few days. I didn't have time to take care of him after throwing him in prison. I just happened to have some free time today and came over to take a look. He has been awake for several days and has been clamoring to see you."

"Why are you meeting grandma?"

Chen Xiaodao put his hands on his knees and asked in confusion.

"I don't know, I didn't ask."

"Did you interrogate him?"

"After the interrogation, I didn't say anything. I just said that I wanted to see Miss Feng."

Lao Mi Tou and Chen Xiaodao turned their attention to Feng Zhibai at the same time.

Feng Zhibai still didn't put down his phone: "Have you found out who owns the shop?"

"Yes. The previous owner of the shop had an incident and returned to his hometown. Fu Qiang bought this shop."

"Tell him, I don't accept guests easily."

Feng Zhibai rolled his eyes and said meaningfully.

On the other end of the phone, Yan Kuan was stunned for a moment.

He finally understood why Feng Zhibai asked him to check the ownership of that shop that night.

She had already set her sights on that shop.

Lao Mi Tou was also shown off by Feng Zhibai.

No wonder I asked her to find a shop two days ago, but she said no.

Co-author already had a plan in his mind.

"Then I'll tell him now and I'll give you the news later."

After hanging up the phone, Yan Kuan held the phone, his thoughts confused.

This girl played a good hand and directly turned against the customers.

Putting his cell phone back in his pocket, he walked to the prison. The guarding policeman in the prison saluted him, and then opened an interrogation room at the corner in a familiar manner.
To be continued...