I couldn't help but be taken aback. Her situation was not much better than Professor Luo's.

However, with her slanted spring swallow eyebrows and heavenly heart wave eyes, she didn't look like a good person. Such people would stop at nothing for their own enjoyment. In addition, her traitorous features were abnormally prominent, indicating that she probably used her beauty as a bargaining chip to achieve her own goals.

Not to mention, although her hands were slender and elegant, the knuckles were turned outwards. This was called "thin hands like twigs," indicating that she was ruthless and unforgiving, with little regard for human feelings.

Moreover, her temples were sunken in - a sign that she was destined to bring harm to her husband, even without lifting a finger.

In ancient times, this kind of person would have been a disastrous concubine who brought calamities to the country and its people!

I had never seen such a face before, so it was quite an eye-opener for me.

At this moment, the person next to me coughed and nudged me with their shoulder, whispering, "Buddy, you've been staring for quite a while now."

I realized that I had been looking at her for too long and quickly averted my gaze. The lady seemed unfazed and even came to my rescue, saying, "Master, there's no need to rush. Take your time looking. I'm willing to wait."

I quickly said that I had finished looking and then asked, "Has there been a fatal incident involving someone close to Madam Zhao recently?"

There was a horizontal line cutting across Madam Zhao's servant palace, with a cinnabar dot on top. It indicated that there had been a blood disaster involving someone close to her, and a trace of malevolent qi emanated from there and wrapped around her philtrum. This was the source of the haunting.

If I hadn't misread it, the deceased should have been a staff member close to her.

The eyes of both Mr. Zhao and his wife lit up. Mr. Zhao quickly said, "That's right... Master is indeed highly skilled! I won't hide anything from you. She was indeed traumatized some time ago. The unclean thing that's been haunting her started then."

I asked Mr. Zhao to elaborate.

It turned out that Mr. Zhao had a few bodyguards, one of whom was named Zhang Liang. Although his professional skills were impeccable, he was somewhat unethical and had a frivolous and dissolute personality. After spending a long time around Mr. and Mrs. Zhao, he developed improper feelings for the beautiful Mrs. Zhao and often flirted with her when Mr. Zhao was not around.

Mrs. Zhao obviously couldn't stand him and mentioned it to Mr. Zhao, asking him to dismiss Zhang Liang.

When Mr. Zhao heard that Zhang Liang had dared to lust after his wife, he flew into a rage and immediately ordered Zhang Liang to pack up and leave. However, Zhang Liang was a desperado who was willing to risk everything. Knowing that he was going to be dismissed, he attempted to assault Mrs. Zhao but was caught red-handed by the other two bodyguards.

Zhang Liang may have been unethical, but his professional skills were excellent. The other bodyguards, acting in self-defense, killed him.

The incident was investigated by the relevant authorities and confirmed to be true. Everyone thought the matter was over, but unexpectedly, Mrs. Zhao encountered something terrible afterward.

At first, a relative's child came to visit and laughed when he saw Mrs. Zhao. The others teased the child, saying he was a little charmer who could recognize beauty at such a young age.

Mrs. Zhao smiled along, but then the child said, "Head! Head!"

When the adults asked him what he meant, the child, still smiling innocently, pointed above Mrs. Zhao's head and replied, "There's a big head floating above Auntie's head. It's red! It's red!"

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This scared everyone present, and the relative quickly took the child away.

Later, a female servant who was on night shift suddenly had her period and went to the bathroom. She saw a round object floating in the yard and thought it was a balloon. When she got closer, she was so scared that she sat on the ground - it was a blood-covered human head floating outside Mrs. Zhao's bedroom window.

The child was less than five years old and still had his third eye open, while the woman, being yin in nature, was prone to encountering ghosts during her menstrual cycle. These two incidents caused great panic among the Zhao family.

Finally, one day when Mrs. Zhao was looking in the mirror by herself, she suddenly saw a blood-covered face behind her, staring at her menacingly. She let out a cry of fright, and when others came running, the face disappeared.

After that, whenever she was alone, Mrs. Zhao would see the ghostly figure appear and stare at her intently. Now, she could even hear the head starting to speak: "You bitch! You killed me. I want you to pay with your life!"

Needless to say, that head belonged to Zhang Liang.

At this point, Mrs. Zhao's tears were streaming down her face like pearls from a broken necklace. "Even after he died, he still wants to haunt me. What did I do wrong? Is it just because I'm beautiful? I'd rather not be beautiful at all!"

These words were undoubtedly insincere. For a woman like her, beauty was more important than life itself.

Mr. Zhao held Mrs. Zhao tightly in his arms, comforting her.

This matter was not simple. The fact that a ghost could manifest its presence with such clarity in front of ordinary people meant that it was already a Black Malevolent Ghost, similar to Wang Qingqing in the parking lot.

However, Wang Qingqing had only become so malevolent because she was in a Yin location. The feng shui here was not necessarily good, but there wasn't much Yin energy either. Zhang Liang had died as a result of his own misdeeds, so where did he get so much malevolent energy to become a Black Malevolent Ghost?

I couldn't help but feel suspicious and glanced at Mrs. Zhao, wondering if she was hiding something.

Mrs. Zhao noticed me looking at her and gave me a charming smile that made my ears burn. I "stuttered" again.

He Shang was outraged. "This guy is like a toad wanting to eat swan meat. Even after death, he still has delusions. Brother, you can't just sit back and do nothing. You have to right this wrong!"

Mr. Zhao looked at me with hope in his eyes. "I'm counting on you, Master, to take care of this matter for my wife."

I was about to respond with some polite words when a cold voice suddenly rang out, "A master? I think he's more like a clown."

It was none other than Han, the man with the black beard. What a small world.

The other guests began murmuring among themselves. "Wow, Mr. Zhao really has some clout. Even Mr. Han came to celebrate his birthday."

"I heard that Mr. Han Dongliang is the future leader of the Zhengyi Sect and the chairman of the Feng Shui Industry Association. People used to line up for a month just to see him."

"But times have changed. Now, Master Li Beidou's reputation is soaring, and everyone is seeking him out. The Zhengyi Sect's doorstep is deserted."

"Survival of the fittest. What's so surprising about that?"

They exchanged knowing smiles - in this circle, there was only worldliness, no humanity.

Han Dongliang had sharp ears and clearly heard everything. His gaze towards me grew colder and colder.

Mr. Zhao looked puzzled. "Mr. Han, I'm honored by your presence. But what do you mean by those words?"

Han Dongliang spoke coldly, "Mr. Zhao, we've always had a good relationship. I came here because I'm afraid you'll be deceived by this immature young man."

He Shang immediately retorted, "Han, you saw the formation my buddy made in the Ling Gui Bao Dan site. How dare you speak ill of him?"

The other guests also began whispering among themselves, saying that Mr. Han was jealous and lashing out because his popularity had been overshadowed.

"Outsiders see the spectacle, insiders see the doorway. Wasting precious resources is called making a formation?" Han Dongliang shouted, "Then let me show you all what a real feng shui master looks like."

He looked at me challengingly. "Are you brave enough to accept?"

I nodded. "Sure, why not? How do you want to do this?"

Han Dongliang sneered. "Let's see who can solve the problem of the malevolent ghost haunting Mrs. Zhao first."

I agreed, "Fine."

Mrs. Zhao looked excited. "This is wonderful! With two masters working together, we're sure to catch Zhang Liang!"

Mr. Zhao looked at Mrs. Zhao with doting eyes. "My dear, you're so lucky. Nothing bad will ever happen to you. You can rest assured that as long as I'm here, no one will harm you."

I couldn't help but feel a little creeped out. At that moment, Han Dongliang had already gone inside to inspect the feng shui, so I followed suit. As I was walking, I overheard two maids whispering behind a banquet table.

"Look at how affectionate they are again. So many people envy our mistress!"

"Forget it," the other maid scoffed. "Even if I were offered to marry him, I couldn't stand it. Do you remember the incident with the meat dates? The old man is so creepy. It's disgusting!"

Creepy? I moved closer and asked them what they were talking about.