Nobody knew how he fell down. They only knew that his death was very tragic, with the back of his head split open.

He Shang looked startled and asked if such a thing had really happened.

The worker quickly explained that the foreman was afraid that this incident would affect the project, so he didn't let them talk about it. However, everyone working here was the breadwinner of their families, and none of them wanted to die.

He Shang glanced at me, obviously a bit worried. I assured him that I would stay here today to see whose home this really was.

These construction workers were all young and strong, and theoretically, their yang energy should be very strong. Whoever could harm them must not be someone good.

At this moment, several people arrived at the construction site in a hurry, led by the black-bearded man surnamed Han. He saw that I was also here and looked angrily at He Shang, "Mr. He, I heard that you want this youngster to handle the feng shui of this place. Is that true?"

How did this black-bearded man get such well-informed? Obviously, there must be informants in He Shang's company.

He Shang replied indifferently, "I asked my buddy to do it. What's the problem? Does it need your permission?"

The black-bearded man stamped his foot and said, "Mr. He, you're young and don't know how important feng shui is to a real estate project. How can you entrust such an important project to a novice who has just started learning feng shui? He doesn't even have a feng shui bell!"

Earlier, he hadn't considered me as a competitor at all, but now that I had seized the opportunity and taken the lead, he felt like he had been deceived.

He Shang's temper also flared up. "Han, I advise you to be polite. This is my project, and I'll decide who to work with. What have you invested or contributed? Why should I listen to you? If you dare to say one more bad word about my buddy, I'll make sure you never work in the construction industry again!"

The black-bearded man was speechless when he heard this. Then he looked at a person behind him as if seeking help.

This person had a very refined appearance, probably in his early forties, wearing golden-rimmed glasses and a luxurious suit, obviously a successful man.

When He Shang saw this person, his sharpness subsided a bit. "Uncle Ma is here too?"

It turned out that this man surnamed Ma was Ma Yuanqiu, the runaway business partner mentioned earlier. Thanks to him, the investment was brought back, and He Shang was able to return to his position.

Ma Yuanqiu smiled and looked at He Shang. "It's true that you're in charge of this project, but as an investor, I also think you need to carefully consider the feng shui aspect. Mr. Han has had a good reputation in the industry for many years and is a descendant of Master Han from the Zhengyi Sect. It would be safer to let him handle it."

The black-bearded man immediately became proud again. "As long as this matter is entrusted to me, our Zhengyi Sect will fully support it and defeat all other feng shui arrays."

I realized that the black-bearded man was so confident because he had a powerful backer.

However, what was the Zhengyi Sect? It sounded very impressive, but I had never heard of it before.

I looked at He Shang and wanted to advise him that it wasn't necessary to be so insistent. It would be very unwise to offend the investor.

Unexpectedly, He Shang seemed determined and said to the man surnamed Ma, "Uncle Ma, since I'm in charge of this project, I'll make the final decision. My buddy is the only one who can handle the feng shui here. If he fails, I'll take full responsibility."

Wow, it's not appropriate for you to be so stubborn and confrontational, especially since the other party is the investor!

But surprisingly, Ma Yuanqiu smiled, nodded slightly, looked at me, and said to He Shang, "You're not a child anymore and always have your own reasons. However, this matter is very important, and I need to give the investors an explanation. How about this - if you succeed, I'll give you the additional investment you want. If you fail, I'll have to replace you as the person in charge."

Wow, this is a huge gamble that could cost He Shang his position as the person in charge!

However, He Shang didn't hesitate for a second and agreed, "Fine."

I whispered to He Shang that the stakes were too high, and he should reconsider.

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He Shang scratched the back of his head and said honestly, "Because I trust you."

My heart warmed, and I was determined not to let He Shang down.

Black Beard stared at me as if I had stolen his wife. As he left, he muttered, "Such a spendthrift. If the old boss were still around, he would never have let you act so recklessly..."

He shot a glance at He Shang, who then turned to me and said, "Kid, don't think you can do this job just because you have a brain. You'll see, this place is not something you can handle."

Ma Yuanqiu looked at me with a faint smile, as if he was very interested in me.

Strangely, I felt like I had seen Ma Yuanqiu before, but I couldn't remember where. Had he been on TV before?

He Shang watched them leave and asked me what my plan was now.

I said there was no need to ask, as I couldn't back down after what he had said. I would just go for it.

He Shang immediately offered to help me, saying he would back me up no matter what. Whoever dared to mess with me, he would flip them over.

I agreed, as He Shang seemed to be in a lucky streak after his ancestral grave incident. His blocked luck seemed to have cleared up, and I could benefit from being around him.

As the sky darkened, I took the opportunity to observe the qi again.

According to my third uncle's "Qi Stages," observing qi during the day with sunlight is most suitable for observing people, while observing qi at night with starlight is most accurate for observing the earth.

Therefore, the ancients spoke of observing the stars at night, which was actually observing qi with starlight.

I chose an open area and began observing the qi.

In the past, I had observed qi blindly and only seen very simple things. But I gradually realized that observing qi was most accurate for the first three times a day, and the more I observed, the less accurate it became. That was why the "Qi Stages" said, "One should not observe more than three things a day."

Today, I had only used two of my three chances, so I still had one more left.

And this observation left me stunned. I saw a jet-black malevolent qi shooting straight out of the building, directly between the Six Malevolent Stars and the White Tiger Star.

I had never seen such a strong malevolent qi before. There was definitely something very evil underneath this building!

No wonder Black Beard was so confident. He had probably seen it too. And those feng shui arrays around, such as the Tongling Mirror, were not only meant to compete for the wealth qi of the "Turtle Embracing the Egg," but also to block the malevolent qi for themselves.

I thought of Xiaoxiang's words and wondered if her "old acquaintance" was really hidden here.

If I could find this old acquaintance, maybe I could figure out Xiaoxiang's origins.

With that in mind, I observed the geography of the area again.

The ground faced the Fushou River and was backed by the old Longshan Mountain. Overall, it was a large hill embracing an island. Logically, the wealth qi from all directions should have converged on the "Turtle Egg" - which was He Shang's land. But unfortunately, there was a malevolent object hidden inside the egg, like a piercing blade, which caused the malevolent qi to shoot out of the building. To stabilize the feng shui here, I needed to find that object.

So I entered the building with He Shang.

This place used to be the Shuiwan Building, which was once a landmark in our area. The overall shape was like a lotus petal, a symbol of the Buddha, with good intentions. But unfortunately, it was overwhelmed by malevolent qi from all sides. He Shang's current project was to renovate this building into a new commercial and residential complex.

There were still many workers working overtime in the building. He Shang asked about the situation today, and as he was talking, a worker came up from the elevator and asked the foreman if there was any work in the basement. He hadn't heard about it today.

The foreman looked puzzled and said that they hadn't sent anyone down to the basement yet. He wondered where the worker had heard about it.

The worker had a puzzled expression on his face and said that he had gone down to the basement to get some tools and had definitely heard some noises, like someone was hitting the wall. If it wasn't their people, then who...

As soon as I heard that, I immediately took He Shang and went down to the basement by elevator.

Sure enough, as soon as we got off the elevator, I heard the sound of something hitting the wall rhythmically. I followed the sound and turned a corner, where another worker appeared. I asked him where the sound was coming from.

The worker quickly said, "I'll show you!"

I nodded and thanked him, then followed the worker inside.

As we walked further in, the sound got louder and there was a sense of vibration under our feet, as if the floor could be lifted up at any moment. This feeling was very eerie, like something was hitting people's hearts with each hit. As I walked, I paid attention to my surroundings. The basement of this building seemed to be octagonal, like a bagua (eight trigrams).

The sound seemed to be coming from the center of the bagua!

The lotus and the bagua were obviously meant to suppress something!

I looked around and suddenly grabbed He Shang, saying, "There's something wrong here. Don't follow me."

He Shang looked startled and asked, "What's wrong?"

I pointed to the ground and said, "Look at the dust."

It seemed like no one had been here for a long time, and there was floating dust everywhere. At first, He Shang didn't understand what I meant, so I told him, "Look at the footprints. There aren't any. Who do you think is making that noise now?"

He Shang finally caught on and his legs almost gave way. He managed to stay on his feet, but he was sweating profusely. However, he still insisted on following me to the center of the bagua, saying, "So what? As long as you're here, I'm not afraid."

I pointed to the worker walking ahead of us with a flashlight and said in a low voice, "Then look at his feet."

The worker had walked ahead of us, but there were no footprints left behind him.

He Shang's legs gave way again and he almost sat on the ground. I had a hard time supporting him, but even with sweat pouring down his forehead, he still insisted on reaching the center of the bagua with me. "What...what is he?" he asked.

There was a colorful object at the center of the bagua, but it was covered in dust and I couldn't see it clearly. So I squatted down to take a closer look, but as soon as I saw it, I immediately shouted at He Shang to run. But at that moment, the ground beneath our feet suddenly cracked open and I fell in. Before I fell, I saw the worker smile at me with his mouth open.