It was a suit of armor, made from an unknown material. Despite spending so much time inside the turtle's belly, it still shone like new. Together with the armor were several weapons, which seemed like funerary objects.

He Heshang widened his eyes in surprise. "So, you're saying the general's corpse was eaten by this giant turtle?"

I nodded. "That's right."

He Heshang scratched his head and remembered the lime he had brought with him. He immediately asked, "But...how did you know? Can you predict the future?"

At first, of course, I didn't know either. But at the mouth of the well, I saw a wisp of green qi.

Since there was green qi, it must be a spirit causing trouble. But what kind of spirit could there be in this place? At first, I suspected that my abilities weren't enough and that I might have misseen it. But then I remembered what He Heshang had said about digging up a broken stone tablet here.

No one would deliberately break a stone tablet in a graveyard. There must have been a reason for it. Moreover, the stone tablet had iron chains on it, which was also very strange. Stone tablets can't move, so why lock them up?

In ancient times, there was a custom of using giant turtles to guard tombs—having giant turtles carry stone tablets to ensure the stability of the grave. Usually, the turtles carrying the stone tablets were made of stone, but sometimes, real giant turtles were used.

If a giant turtle was here, then the green qi and iron chains had a source.

Such a large turtle already had spiritual power, and over time in the compatible feng shui of the Ling Gui Bao Dan site, it became a refined spirit after being exposed to the sha qi of the general's corpse. If it could eat the general's corpse, which was full of sha qi, its power would double, and it could naturally break free from the chains and stone tablet suppressing it.

However, this place was sealed by a feng shui formation, so it couldn't get out no matter how powerful it became. Unexpectedly, a few years ago, it was spotted by the developers of Shuiwan Mansion, who set up the Ba Fang Ya Cai formation on it.

The turtle was naturally good at carrying heavy loads, and the human sacrifice went smoothly. But for some reason, the agreement fell through, and it started releasing chang ghosts to eat living people, turning this place into a haunted building.

He Heshang listened with growing interest. "So how did you come up with the idea of using lime against it?"

I said it was obvious. This turtle had been eating sha qi for so long and had a hard shell, making it bulletproof. I was unarmed, so how could I deal with it? I had to think of another way—if I couldn't get to it from the outside, I'd go for its weak spot from the inside.

He Heshang listened with great satisfaction and praised me for having such a brain. Cheng Xinghe looked at me with some admiration as he squatted beside the giant turtle and cut its neck to collect something.

He Heshang saw him and immediately asked what he was doing, wondering if it wasn't too smelly.

I told him that Cheng Xinghe was being sneaky. This giant turtle had been around for so many years, and its blood was a great tonic, especially with all that sha qi. You couldn't buy something like this with money. As the saying goes, "You are what you eat." What the blood from the turtle's head could do was self-explanatory.

He Heshang was very excited when he heard this and immediately wanted to get some for himself, but the smell was too strong and he was driven back.

Just then, I caught a glimpse of a figure in the darkness.

This gave me a fright. Shit, could there still be an Undecaying Bone here?

But before I could get a clear look, I had the sensation that the figure bowed to me and then made a gesture with both fists held horizontally apart. Then it vanished.

Could it be...the general?

The general's corpse had been devoured, dooming him to eternal wandering. It seemed that by killing the giant turtle, I had allowed him to escape as well, and he was thanking me.

But what did that gesture mean?

When I shone the flashlight back, the sha qi had dispersed, and I couldn't see clearly anymore.

After we hoisted the giant turtle up, I took a look at the sha qi of the entire building and saw that it had indeed subsided, leaving only the good feng shui of Ling Gui Bao Dan, which would bring in wealth by the day. The feng shui masters who had been watching were stunned when they saw the giant turtle. "I didn't expect this youngster to have some real skill!"

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"Does anyone know who he's affiliated with?"

"I heard he's a wild fox!"

"That can't be. A wild fox couldn't have this much skill!"

He Heshang felt triumphant and said, "How dare you look down on my buddy? Ask yourselves if any of you could do this!"

The feng shui masters who had been laughing at me fell silent, except for Black Beard, who stared at the giant turtle with a pained expression and accused me of being a bandit, brutalizing living creatures and squandering natural resources.

I looked at Black Beard and said, "It was you who set up the Ba Fang Ya Cai formation in Shuiwan Mansion, wasn't it?"

Black Beard stiffened and gave me a cold look, which I took as a tacit admission.

I realized that he had actually known about the giant turtle.

If this big turtle can be dug out alive, and placed under any house with proper human sacrifice, the owner will surely become wealthy. Although feng shui masters cannot arrange their own houses, they can easily earn a fortune by doing business. Some people don't care about a few human lives for the sake of money.

I said that he wanted to take on this job because it was a two-pronged approach: on one hand, he could become famous, and on the other hand, he wanted this big turtle.

His followers also said, "This spiritual turtle has lived for so many years, and you're going to kill it. You'll have karma to pay!"

He Xiang was worried and asked me if it was true.

I sneered and said, "Of course, you shouldn't kill long-lived spiritual beings. But this turtle has eaten so many people that its luck has run out. It's time for it to die. By killing it, I'm saving many living people. It's like enforcing justice on behalf of heaven. Not only will I not have bad karma, but I'll also have merit. These people are just sour grapes."

The men with black beards were furious and wanted to tear me apart. Suddenly, the sound of applause rang out. It was Ma Yuanqiu, He Xiang's uncle, walking out from behind the crowd.

He looked at me and nodded. "It's true that heroes emerge in times of trouble. Our young master He Xiang really knows how to recognize talent."

He Xiang was very pleased with himself and said, "Uncle Ma, I told you before that I may not have many skills, but I know how to appoint the right people."

Knowing how to appoint the right people is the most important skill for a leader.

However, I couldn't help but feel that Ma Yuanqiu looked familiar. It was a very strange feeling.

I couldn't resist and secretly observed Ma Yuanqiu's qi. But when I did, I was stunned.

I couldn't detect a trace of qi on Ma Yuanqiu's face!

This suggested that Ma Yuanqiu was probably also a master of manipulating qi - to conceal his qi so perfectly, what level must he be at?

Ma Yuanqiu nodded to me and thanked me for resolving the issue. He asked if I was interested in becoming his personal feng shui master.

The other feng shui masters were shocked. "Did I hear that correctly? Ma先生, a man of such status, is offering a young boy the position of his personal feng shui master?"

"But Mr. Ma's previous personal feng shui master was Mr. Han from the Han family. Could this boy be even more skilled than Mr. Han?"

It seemed that the so-called Mr. Han was a senior member of the black-bearded man's family. The black-bearded man was greatly insulted and left in a huff, glaring at me and saying that we would meet again.

Was he challenging me?

He Xiang didn't even glance at the black-bearded man and excitedly urged me to accept the offer. Ma Yuanqiu was wealthy and powerful, so becoming his personal feng shui master would mean a lifetime of luxury and access to high society.

However, Ma Yuanqiu was clearly a very powerful figure himself. Why did he want to hire me as his personal feng shui master?

When something is unusual, it must be suspicious.

I thought about it and politely said that I needed to consider it. The surrounding feng shui masters immediately criticized me, saying that I was getting big-headed and playing hard to get.

I had developed some immunity to these words. My mentor had once said that tigers don't listen to dogs barking.

Ma Yuanqiu didn't seem angry either. He nodded kindly and said he would wait for my response.

After dealing with the big turtle incident, He Xiang transferred a sum of money to me. When I saw it, I was shocked - 800,000 yuan!

Although our local area was a small town, it was close to the capital city. We benefited from the convenience of the capital, but our housing prices had also skyrocketed along with it. I had never imagined being able to afford a house in my lifetime, and 800,000 yuan was enough for a down payment on a second-hand small apartment!

When Cheng Xinghe saw it, he immediately asked me to pay back the debt. Now that I was wealthy, I didn't hesitate much and asked for his bank account number. But when he saw how readily I was willing to pay, his eyes lit up and he said he wasn't in a hurry to collect it. He asked me to calculate interest for him instead.

Where else could you find such a scheming person?

My mentor's later years would be taken care of, and I felt extremely happy. For a moment, I even forgot about the fact that I only had a few dozen days left to live.

I wanted to take He Xiang and Cheng Xinghe out for drinks, but He Xiang had to deal with the building issue, so Cheng Xinghe and I went alone. I remembered that he wanted to eat seafood last time, so I asked him which restaurant he wanted to go to.

Cheng Xinghe thought for a moment and said, "Being rich is different. It doesn't matter which restaurant we go to, as long as it's not seaweed."

Of course, I usually had less than 100 yuan in my pocket, so you can imagine how confident I felt with a six-figure sum.

However, as soon as we left the CBD area, Cheng Xinghe suddenly stared intently towards the west.

I asked him what he was looking at, and he thought for a moment before saying, "It's a bit strange. There seem to be more lonely ghosts and wandering spirits around here than usual. I've never seen them in such large groups before."

Had they all gathered because Xiao Xiang had been released?

Just then, a man approached us and carefully asked, "Young master...no, Master, are you a feng shui expert? Can you handle haunted houses?"

I looked at him and realized he was the contractor from He Xiang's construction site. The firecrackers earlier were borrowed from him. I nodded in response.

The contractor slapped his thigh and exclaimed that he had finally found a savior. He begged me to go to his house and take a look - it was a haunted house, and his wife's life was at stake. He pleaded with me to save her.