"Chen Daochang, could you take a look at the color of my 'yintang' now?" I pointed to my forehead, prompting Chen Yuanshan to inspect.

After assessing, he remarked, "Your 'Bintang' is turning gray."

Listening to his words, I turned towards a large octagonal mirror hanging on the wall beside the sofa, trying to identify any grayness on my forehead. Chen Yuanshan advised against it, explaining that perceiving one's own 'Bintang' was not feasible.

"I've cultivated the 'Heaven's Eye,' not only able to see the existence of spirits but also communicate with them. I can also see things that ordinary people cannot. You don't need to look in the mirror; you won't be able to see the grayness in your 'Bintang,'" Chen Yuanshan explained.

"Chen Daochang, where exactly is this 'yintang' located?" I inquired.

"'Yintang' is an acupuncture point on the human body, situated in the forehead, between the two eyebrows," he clarified.

He continued, "If 'Bintang' turns black, it indicates the entanglement of Yin and resentment, suggesting that the person may be affected by evil spirits. You had this condition before. When it turns gray, it signifies being surrounded by moldy luck. A person with a gray 'yintang' may experience a month of misfortune. If it turns red, there's potential for indirect wealth."

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Just as I was about to ask Chen Yuanshan how to avoid being surrounded by moldy luck, a woman in her mid-thirties pushed open the door to Daozun Hall and walked in.

She was around 1.68 meters tall, and slender, with light makeup accentuating her mature and elegant appearance. Dressed in a blue Adidas tracksuit and white sneakers, she had a simple ponytail. The young woman exuded a confident aura.

"I was introduced by a friend. I'm here to find Chen Daochang," she said with a smile, addressing both me and Chen Yuanshan.

"I am Chen Daochang. What can I do for you?" Chen Yuanshan stood up, asking the young woman.

"I've set my eyes on a house, and my friend recommended you for your expertise in Feng Shui. I'd like you to check the Feng Shui of that house. If it's good, I'll buy it; if not, I won't," she explained, her tone gentle.

"Perfect timing. I have some free time now. Let's go take a look," Chen Yuanshan agreed, nodding.

"Great, then let's go. My car is parked at the entrance of the alley," she said, smiling. "You can wait for me in the car; I'll just tidy up some things here and join you."

"Sure, thank you," the young woman replied politely before walking towards the entrance.

Once she left, Chen Yuanshan explained that he would check the Feng Shui of the house for her. Intrigued, I asked if I could accompany him.

"Sure, come with me," he agreed, handing me a yellow cloth bag with a pattern of the Eight Diagrams.

After locking the door to Daozun Hall, Chen Yuanshan and I walked to the alley's entrance. The young woman, sitting in a white Mercedes SUV, was playing with her phone. Upon seeing us, she waved and invited us over.

To be continued...