“Grandpa Liu, the feng shui of your home is indeed good. But you must have noticed the problem, right? Ever since you fell ill, your family’s business has been declining day by day. Have you ever thought that when your time comes, it will also be the moment your Liu family gradually disappears from Jiangcheng?”
Upon hearing this—
Liu Changgeng’s expression turned extremely grim. He believed in such things—there was no doubt about that. Not just him; what businessman didn’t?
Looking at the young girl before him, only seventeen or eighteen, could she really understand all this? Even Master Lin, who was nearly sixty, had only achieved such mastery at his age. How could she possibly compare?
Or perhaps, just as the doctor said—she had only flipped through a couple of feng shui books and thought herself an expert.
To clear his doubts, he decided to test her. If she truly had some ability, then he would have to question Doctor Zhao’s intentions.
He had already spent over ten million on his illness. Could it be that through so-called acupuncture, the doctor was actually borrowing his lifespan?
“Little girl, is what you said true?”
“Grandpa Liu, just call me Yunxi. Everything I said today is true. As for your illness, haven’t you already consulted many experts both domestically and abroad? None of them found anything wrong. Didn’t you have that so-called Master Lin take a look?”
“He’s already dead!”
【So that’s how it is. No wonder he didn’t drive me away. Seems like he believed about thirty percent of what I said. I need to try harder and finish this reading well—then the money will come pouring in. I’m getting rich!】
Gu Yunlang looked at his money-loving sister and smiled dotingly. “Old Master Liu, my sister is probably just joking. Please don’t take it seriously.”
“No. I speak with results.”
Gu Yunxi stepped forward, looking at the bamboo grove ahead. She casually picked a bamboo leaf. Liu Changgeng’s lips moved slightly, but in the end, he swallowed his words.
She rummaged through her bag and took out a small bottle. Walking in front of them, she said, “Old Master Liu, didn’t you say the feng shui here is fine? I’ll show you now. Close your eyes.”
Though confused, they complied.
She dabbed some liquid onto their eyelids. After finishing, she placed the bamboo leaf to her lips, and a melodious sound flowed out.
“Alright, you can open your eyes now.”
They opened their eyes—
What they saw was no longer a blessed landscape. If not for his granddaughter supporting him, Liu Changgeng would have collapsed.
【What’s going on? Why is the entire estate suddenly surrounded by black energy? Is this some kind of special effect?】
【Probably… if not, then the streamer is way too powerful.】
【Is this really the place I live in? What happened to trusting science… don’t tell me I’m the only one left believing in it.】
At this moment, the entire estate was enveloped in black energy. Even the plants, the trees—even Liu Changgeng himself—were emitting black aura.
He looked at Gu Yunxi in terror.
“Master Yunxi… what is going on?”
Gu Yunxi pointed toward where the black energy was gathering. “What is located in that direction?”
“Yunxi, that direction… is our Liu family cemetery.”
“It seems the problem lies there. Old Master Liu, let me ask you—when you collapsed half a year ago, do you remember what happened?”
Liu Changgeng, weakened by fear, sat down in the pavilion, clutching his chest.
“I remember that day I came back from the company. Nothing seemed wrong. I rested on the sofa for a while, then planned to go to the bedroom—but suddenly I fainted. Since then, my health has worsened day by day.”
【Sigh… all for survival. Even the rich can collapse from exhaustion, let alone us working people.】
【Looking at it this way, even if we earn less, we should be content.】
What followed involved the Liu family’s private matters. Gu Yunxi said a quick goodbye to her viewers and ended the livestream.
“Then the day before you fainted, did you have any dreams?”
At this moment, Liu Changgeng finally understood—he had encountered a true benefactor today. Fortunately, he hadn’t driven her away earlier. If he had, the Liu family would truly be finished.
He must make his granddaughter build a good relationship with her. Who knew if they’d be able to find her again next time?
With a serious expression, he said, “You can even calculate that? Master, you’re truly incredible. I did have a dream before I fainted. In the dream, there was a little old man. I couldn’t see his face clearly. He stood in front of me, pointing and gesturing, his lips moving constantly—I couldn’t hear what he was saying. But judging by how he jumped around, he was definitely scolding me.
Strangely, I couldn’t make any sound in the dream either. I wanted to ask him what he was saying, but he suddenly became furious and, catching me off guard, kicked me unconscious. After that, everything happened as it did. Wasn’t it just an ordinary dream?”
Gu Yunxi shook her head.
“If I’m not mistaken, that old man in your dream is your ancestor. Your sons have also had similar dreams, but they weren’t affected because you, the elder, were still there to bear it. Once you die, the karma will fall onto them. When they die, it will pass to their children. Eventually, the entire Liu family will disappear from Jiangcheng.”
Liu Ying tightly grabbed Gu Yunxi’s hand in fear. “Yunxi, can this be resolved?”
“The construction here, and your ancestral graves—were they all arranged by that so-called Master Lin? This is all his doing.”
“Yes, yes! Our ancestral graves weren’t originally here. When we built the estate, he said relocating them here would bring prosperity to future generations. And indeed, our business flourished—within ten years, we became number one in Jiangcheng, even ranking nationally.”
“Yes. But it only lasted ten years.”
Liu Changgeng seemed to realize something. “Master Yunxi, are you saying all of this was Master Lin Guanyue’s scheme?”
“No… that can’t be.” He shook his head.
“Our families have known each other for many years. Why would he do such a thing? We treated him well—gave him houses, cars, money. Why would he do this?”
Gu Yunxi shook her head.
“Then, Master Yunxi, is there a way to break this?”
“There is. But your family needs to discuss it. To completely resolve it, we’ll have to visit your cemetery… and possibly even exhume the graves.”
At this, Liu Changgeng began coughing violently, nearly passing out.
“Exhume… graves?”
Gu Yunlang, who had been silent all along, finally spoke. His sister was going too far. This was the Liu family of Jiangcheng—if they offended them, the Gu family would be in serious trouble.
He grabbed Gu Yunxi’s hand.
“Old Master Liu, my sister spoke out of line. Please don’t take her words seriously. Our mother called us home for dinner—we should get going.”