“What do you mean deceived? He’s been set up with a feng shui scheme.”
【I don’t really understand, but the streamer sounds so amazing. Everything she says makes sense. Could it be that Old Master Liu was really targeted with a feng shui scheme?】
【You’ve all heard about the Jiangcheng New District, right? Although news of Old Master Liu falling ill came out later, if you look back, ever since he collapsed, their family business hasn’t been doing well. Many projects in the new district have been halted.】
【Don’t even mention it, it’s heartbreaking. I bought an apartment on the 18th floor—they built up to the 17th floor and then something went wrong. The construction has been stopped for over two months now. Is it going to be abandoned? crying.jpg】
【The Liu family is wealthy, probably just undergoing adjustments. Don’t worry—maybe that beautiful streamer really can cure Old Master Liu. Their family might make a comeback, and those projects will restart.】
【Amitabha, please bless us, or three generations of my family will be eating dirt.】
“Nonsense! Smooth talk but full of lies. You’re still wet behind the ears, and you dare claim you understand feng shui?”
Doctor Zhao inserted the final needle. “Old Master Liu, how do you feel?”
“Much more comfortable. Young lady, I know you mean well, but you don’t understand. The feng shui of my home was personally guided by Master Lin. Every plant and every layout was carefully arranged by him. There’s no problem with the feng shui.”
【Master Lin? What master? I don’t recall. As expected, wealthy people love believing in these things. This entire estate was indeed built under a so-called master’s guidance—but they don’t realize he set up a scheme.】
At the door, Gu Yunlang was stunned. How did his sister know all this? She had lived in the countryside for eighteen years. Could it be like in novels—she had met some immortal-like old master with a white beard and learned extraordinary skills?
Yes—that must be it. Everything she said was so convincing.
As expected of his sister—just as outstanding as him.
Seemingly finding a kindred spirit, Old Master Liu became more talkative. “Anyone in this field who sees my estate praises it endlessly.”
“Exactly!”
Wu Jiang stepped forward. “Don’t think that just because you searched a few things online and read a couple of books, you’re a feng shui master. This line of work isn’t for you—go home and find your mother!”
Gu Yunlang stormed in, standing beside Yunxi. “Who do you think you are, insulting my sister? Believe it or not, I can make you regret it.”
Wu Jiang covered his mouth in mock shock. “I was wondering where such confidence came from—turns out it’s a brother-sister scam. Miss Liu, you’re young and naive. You need to be careful with people—don’t be fooled by just anyone—”
Before he could finish, Wu Jiang suddenly realized in horror that he couldn’t make a sound. He gestured frantically at his master. Zhao Huai waved at him, signaling him to be quiet.
Wu Jiang wanted to cry: Even if I wanted to speak, you wouldn’t hear anything!
What was going on? Was he sick? Why had he suddenly lost his voice?
“Old Master Liu, today marks the end of your sixth treatment. Next, have your family arrange the next course at the hospital and coordinate with my disciple Wu Jiang. There’s nothing special—every day I’ll personally perform acupuncture for you, and continue taking the prescribed herbal medicine.”
Zhao Huai removed all the needles, packed his medical kit, and stood up. His time was precious—he didn’t want to waste it here, especially not with frauds.
【Oh, so now he’s openly asking for money. I should ask Liu Ying how much one treatment costs—better give that money to me instead. Giving it to them will only speed up her grandfather’s death.】
“Xiao Wu, what’s wrong?”
Wu Jiang opened his mouth, unable to speak. Zhao Huai leaned closer, and Wu Jiang exhaled sharply.
A strong smell of garlic hit Zhao Huai, making him stagger. “What did you eat this morning? Your breath stinks!”
“Doctor Zhao, aren’t you a doctor? Can’t you see your dear disciple has lost his voice? He’s so anxious he’s about to climb the walls.”
“Lost his voice?”
Zhao Huai examined him carefully. “What’s going on? Why can’t you speak?”
“Serves him right—karma!”
【A silencing talisman. Finally, some peace and quiet. He was as noisy as a fly.】
“You!”
His disciple had been speaking just moments ago—then suddenly lost his voice. Could it be this girl’s doing? How did she do it? People in feng shui were said to have strange tempers and hated being questioned. Did she really understand this field?
“You did this?”
He asked for confirmation.
“Of course. He was too noisy—now the whole room is peaceful.”
“You really understand all that… stuff?”
Gu Yunxi smiled. “Did you think everything I said was a joke? You’ve seen Old Master Liu’s condition—he isn’t sick at all. I’m more curious why you know acupuncture techniques that borrow lifespan. Let me warn you—do too many bad deeds, and ghosts might visit you at night. Especially in your line of work.”
How did she know he was borrowing lifespan?
He was about to lose his mind. If he stayed any longer, he might faint from anger.
“Xiao Wu, let’s go. We’ll get you checked—your master will find a way to cure you.”
Wu Jiang was so moved he nearly cried. Even now, his master still remembered him—it made all his past dirty deeds seem worth it.
He nodded quickly, glaring at them before leaving.
“It seems you still don’t believe me. Doctor Wu, if you apologize, I can restore your voice instantly. If not, you’ll come back to me—and your master won’t be able to help you.”
The two didn’t stop walking. Just a fraud—who did she think she was? Go back to her? Impossible.
Liu Changgeng stood up, leaning on his cane, feeling much lighter. “Come, I’ll take you around the estate.”
【What’s going on? Old Master Liu wants to show the streamer around? Did he actually believe her?】
【Looks like rich people are just as superstitious as us.】
【Stop talking—I’m trying to learn. I wrote down everything the streamer said. I’m going to study Daoist arts too.】
“Sure! A tour sounds great!”
The old man seemed to be in a good mood, introducing the estate’s layout. Just as he said, it was indeed designed by a feng shui master.
The estate was built halfway up the mountain. The mountain coiled like a true dragon above the property, with the “Azure Dragon raising its head”—an excellent feng shui formation.
No wonder their family had prospered in Jiangcheng for so many years.