The bright moon hangs in the sky, illuminating the world with its bleak light.

A car shining with silver light in the moonlight slowly drove into the road ahead and stopped outside the villa courtyard at the edge.

Ji Li sat in the passenger seat, the cigarette he pinched with his right hand had not yet gone out, and he quietly looked at the villa through the glass.

It was winter when the mountains were bright, and the trees in the yard were already bleak in the color of desolateness. A leaf swayed gently in the wind, but it didn't last long and fell in his eyes.

It swayed in the air to the withered grassland. The soil of the lawn turned out, and the rhizomes of the grass leaves were exposed. The mess should have been caused by someone deliberately shoveling it over.

The gaps in the bluestone slabs were overgrown and grew wildly, and they had reached the point where they could not recognize the route.

The dark yellow walls of the villa had many black patterns cracked, spreading upward from the bottom at most. The cracks seemed to have a tendency to spread, which actually cracked the exterior wall of the villa as hideous as a spider web.

Ji Li doesn’t understand Feng Shui, but even outsiders understand that it is definitely not a good sign even if they see this yard at first.

"Huang Banxian, when will you arrive? Why do I think Wu Zhengsi is not right..."

In this scene, everyone can see the abnormality, so Xue Tingtao immediately asked.

Villa No. 1, Qianjin Road is home to the contemporary master of geography and hermit master Wu Zhengsi. His yard is so messy and decayed, and it is not right no matter how you look at it.

"It should be soon. This driver fucks me a detour... Hey! I'm a local, please drive it back for me quickly..."

As Huang Banxian was speaking, Ji Li frowned and opened the car door and walked into the wind.

When he was outside Villa No. 1, the feeling that made him restless became more and more obvious.

The moonlight was bright, but when it landed in this house, it was blocked by the newly built attic of Villa No. 2 next to it.

This leads to the east side of Villa No. 1, where there is no light at all, half yin and half yang.

This is already the case at night, and it is easy to imagine how the house will be divided during the day.

The impact of Feng Shui on people was magnified several times at this moment. Ji Li's heart was suppressed by the murderer's unknown calculations, and his fear of Villa No. 1 became even more serious.

At this moment, the main entrance of Villa No. 1 opened, and an old man with silver hair wearing a white training suit appeared in his vision.

The old man looked quite old, with wrinkles almost burying his face, his facial features were loose, and only his eyes could be distinguished.

But his figure is far from the thin old man. His training uniform is not loose at all. It is just right to wear it on his body, and even feels strong.

One white and one black, the four eyes are opposite.

Ji Li saw the calmness and wisdom in the old man's eyes, and was not surprised by the visitors at night, as if there was no wave-free ancient well.

When Ji Li saw the yard, he had quite doubts about Wu Zhengsi, but when he saw him, the doubts disappeared.

This person's eyes contain great wisdom immersed in the years.

"Since you're here, come in, the door is not locked."

Wu Zhengsi's tone was calm but his voice was like a loud bell, and he had no sense of age and was eye-catching.

All three of them have arrived, and Huang Banxian, who has only helped to help, is still on the way, but Wu Zhengsi seems to have known about their visit for a long time, and even the door is not locked.

Mei Sheng and Xue Tingtao looked at Ji Li with inquiring eyes, but did not move.

After Ji Li was silent for a moment, he walked towards Villa No. 1 with a sword while leaning on the sword. During this period, he kept looking at Wu Zhengsi.

These few steps are not far, but he walked very slowly. While observing Wu Zhengsi, he examined the surrounding environment. There will be a bad battle here later.

When Ji Li and the other three approached the main entrance, Wu Zhengsi returned to the room one step ahead and left the door for them again.

When Ji Li came to the villa, he found that there was no light on here, but there were countless candles lit upstairs and downstairs.

The faint firelight was not enough to illuminate such a large space, which made the shadows of the four people in the house very long. The candlelight flashing when the door opened made the shadows begin to sway, making them look very strange.

When the three of them stood on the first floor, they saw Wu Zhengsi sitting upright in the main seat, with three empty cups and three chairs placed on the wood-carved tea table.

He held the steaming teapot and poured tea for three empty cups, and his eyes swept across the three people's faces one by one.

After the tea was filled, he spoke:

"Sit for three."

Xue Tingtao glanced at Ji Li, lit up his phone, and responded:

"We have a companion, you are the one who recommended it to us, and you will be right away..."

Wu Zhengsi waved his hand and made a gesture to invite tea, interrupting it:

"He can't come anymore. There will only be four of us in this villa tonight."

Ji Li became more and more curious about Wu Zhengsi. He knew that this person was a Feng Shui master, but could he be proficient in divination?

Is there really such a way to divine divination in this world? From an ordinary person?

"Are you Wu Zhengsi or a ghost transformed?"

The first sentence after Ji Li sat down almost made Xue Tingtao slide down from the chair. He didn't expect Ji Li to be so direct.

Wu Zhengsi's eyes were hard to tell, and he smiled and shook his head and said:

"I am Wu Zhengsi."

"Old Wu, there are some things we need to ask you for advice on this trip. We all know that you are an expert in religion..." Xue Tingtao saw Ji Li going straight to the point, and he did not delay and began to get to the point.

But Wu Zhengsi interrupted him again, picked up the teacup, took a sip of the tea and said:

"I can't help you, and it's not me who can help you. I'm dying."

When he said this, his eyes were very calm, and deep wrinkles covered more details.

Mei Sheng didn't say anything, but she began to frown.

Ji Li looked around the villa environment in confusion and asked the question she wanted to ask the most:

"You are a master of geography and not a master of divination. How did you expect our arrival, Huang Fengjiao's postponement, and your death?"

When Wu Zhengsi put down the teacup, the water in the cup was already half reduced. He looked into the distance and thoughts were rippling.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Three days ago, the two century-old trees outside our yard all withered, and from old age to death, it only took a day; two days ago, the lawn I repaired every year began to suddenly ulcerate from the roots and all died; one day ago, there were more and more cracks in the walls, breaking my house.

The trees in front of the door that protects Feng Shui are withered, the plants and trees that nourish Feng Shui are rotten, and the house is like arrows piercing the heart..."

Mr. Wu said that several people were in a complicated mood. It seemed that this trip was right, but also the wrong one.

The reason for going right is that he is indeed related to this mission; the reason for going wrong is that this bureau was being arranged three days ago.

"You are a Feng Shui master, why don't you fight against him?"

Ji Li could feel the tranquility of despair when Wu Zhengsi said this.

"Without three days, the Feng Shui pattern I had arranged for decades was cracked one by one, and I did try to compete with it before.

But then gradually, I realized that I was wrong.”

"Where is the mistake?"

Ji Li didn't understand, so he wanted to ask for advice like a student.

Mr. Wu smiled, looked at Ji Li with an extremely complicated look, and said leisurely:

"It's not Feng Shui that affects me, but I affects Feng Shui.

My fate has become a dead end, so all things wither and all Feng Shui is broken.

Three days corresponds to the three of you. For me, there will be no fourth day, so I won’t see that fourth person.

So, before Huang Fengjiao arrives, I will die.”

After saying that, Old General Wu drank all the tea in the cup.

At the same time, Xue Tingtao hurriedly picked up his cell phone and shouted to the other end of the phone:

"Huang Banxian, don't come to Mr. Wu..."
Chapter completed!