I'm wandering in the world

Chapter 84 Jin Shangde

On the long-distance bus, Chen Qingyuan was swaying in his seat.

A few hours later, he arrived in the northern part of Gangwon Province in South Korea. Standing on the mountain at the border between North and South Korea, he was suddenly stunned.

He overlooked one thing.

Things that look very small on the map will be very exaggerated if they are enlarged in real life.

At this moment, looking around, there are layers of mountains. God knows on which mountain the grandfather of the rich man Park Geun-eun is buried...

If we really had to search mountain by mountain, the movie plot would probably have been completed half a year ago.

He sat on a rock and opened the browser on his phone, searching for the name of Feng Shui master Jin Shangde. A lot of names came up, and then he added his nickname Tiger Eye and searched for Rich Man's Funeral Home.

The Internet is convenient, especially for people who are slightly famous.

Chen Qingyuan quickly found a post about Jin Shangde's address on the Internet, went down the mountain, and took a taxi to...

Whenever there is anything related to Feng Shui on the Internet, there is a high probability that someone will mention the modern Feng Shui master Jin Shangde, but Jin Shangde only accepts Feng Shui consultations based on referrals from friends and by appointment.

Chen Qingyuan found the rich funeral home and successfully found Jin Shangde's long-term partner, undertaker Gao Ronggen.

There was a faint strange smell in the funeral home.

A man wearing glasses and a neat suit walked out from the inner room. Although he was dressed brightly and handsomely, he could not hide the wrinkles on his face.

Gao Ronggen took off his rubber gloves, adjusted his collar, and looked Chen Qingyuan up and down: "My assistant told me that you came to see me specifically? Is there anyone in your family who needs to be buried, or does he need his bones beautified?"

Chen Qingyuan looked at Gao Ronggen and said, "Mr. Gao is really a handsome man."

He speaks without thinking, and it's a social miracle that he has grown to this age.

Gao Ronggen was a little impatient: "If there is nothing else, I will..."

Snapped!
A thick stack of money was placed on the table, all in high denominations.

Gao Ronggen's indifferent expression suddenly melted away, revealing a sunny smile. He reached out to take the money on the table: "It turns out that the distinguished guest has something to ask me! It's my fault. I'm usually too busy with work, which makes me slow to react. Others think I have premature Alzheimer's and my thinking is rigid... Ha, hahaha..."

Chen Qingyuan got straight to the point: "I heard that you are good friends with Feng Shui Master Jin Shangde, but he usually doesn't meet people casually, but you can arrange..."

"I……"

Gao Ronggen suddenly felt that the money in his hand was not very valuable.

This means that at least half of the money that hasn't even warmed up yet should be given to Jin Shangde...

"You don't have to share this money."

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "I have a secret to tell Master Jin Shangde."

Gao Ronggen immediately became interested. Could the secret that this old man who casually threw money around be an ordinary secret? Maybe he had discovered a gold mine somewhere...

He said excitedly: "Yes, I can ask that old guy out tonight!"

night.

Tavern.

Chen Qingyuan and Gao Ronggen had three dishes and two drinks.

It was eight o'clock on the wall clock, and someone walked in from the door, pushing aside the curtain. He was a fat man in his fifties with slightly white hair on his head.

Gao Ronggen raised his hand and shouted, "Shangde, here!" Jin Shangde looked like a person who also liked to drink. He quickened his pace and came over to sit down. Only then did he notice the presence of Chen Qingyuan. He looked at Gao Ronggen and said, "Is this friend the new guest you introduced to me? Let me make it clear first, the price for asking me to look at Feng Shui is higher than the market price..."

Chen Qingyuan had no desire to talk about feelings, so he said, "38.3417.128.3189."

Jin Shangde was a little confused and asked, "What did you say? What's wrong with these positions?"

Gao Ronggen reacted and said, "It seems to be the longitude and latitude. Lao Jin, let me check it out... It's in the northern part of Gangwon Province, on the border..."

Chen Qingyuan knew the longitude and latitude, and tried to enter them on the map. When he got to the place, he found it was a valley, which was completely different from the mountain top in the movies.

This shows that the longitude and latitude are real, but the detailed location has been adjusted by someone...

In the movie, the protagonists have already found the location of the samurai general, so the accuracy of the decimal places of longitude and latitude is no longer so important.

Chen Qingyuan poured himself a glass of wine and said:
"In the island country, five hundred years ago, a warrior general died in battle and was enshrined in a temple. Later, the island country went north to conquer countries that they could not conquer in a short period of time. They would secretly attack the other countries and use feng shui to drive iron nails into their territory to destroy their luck...

This samurai general from 500 years ago was cursed by an island nation's Yin-Yang master and turned into an 'iron nail' that fell on your map."

Gao Ronggen's expression changed slightly, and he said, "This... this longitude and latitude is not the location of the iron nail, it is just above the tiger's waist. From here, it is divided into the north and south..."

Jin Shangde was an old and shrewd man. Although he was very angry when he heard that someone from the island country was tampering with the Feng Shui of the Bang country, he tried hard not to show it and said, "Telling you this, what do you hope to get from me...Your accent is very standard, but you are definitely not from our country."

"Yes, I am not from your country."

Chen Qingyuan waved his right hand across his right eye.

The next second, he held the golden, exquisitely crafted, red-textured demon-subduing pestle in his hand, and stabbed it on the table, saying:

"I can be considered a half-colleague. I can kill ghosts and chant spells, and I also know a little about fortune-telling. That warrior general is the nail and the one who protects the nail. You are the one who is destined to be his calamity...

I have never seen a person who can influence the fate of a country, I just want to see it live with my own eyes."

Jin Shangde wanted to say something tough, but when he saw the demon-subduing pestle pierced the table for more than three inches, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth, coughed twice and said, "I'm just a Feng Shui master, how can I fight ghosts like a wizard?"

Chen Qingyuan continued: "This iron nail is very special."

Jin Shangde pricked up his ears.

Chen Qingyuan smiled and said, "The warrior general was cursed, and buried in the ground with the tip of his samurai sword facing downwards. His coffin bones were then pressed down to form a nail, but ordinary people can't easily find it because there is another coffin buried on top of it. The person in this coffin is Park Jihao, the vice chairman of the Central Advisory Committee 100 years ago, and also a not insignificant traitor in your country."

Jin Shangde began to frown.

Chen Qingyuan added fuel to the fire, making it burn brighter, and said, "This traitor is the grandfather of Park Geun-eun, a wealthy man in your country! They became rich by stealing the country's fortune to strengthen their own fortunes, but unfortunately it backfired, and the first-born boy in every generation would be seriously ill..."

Jin Shangde looked at Chen Qingyuan with shock in his eyes.

Whether it is the samurai general from 100 years ago or Park Gil-ho, the vice chairman of the committee from years ago, this information is not accessible to ordinary people, yet they can be told about it as if they were familiar with it.

He really didn't dare to underestimate this young man.

Less than ten minutes after sitting down, Jin Shangde's emotions were already aroused...

Although the purpose is unknown, the approach is undoubtedly useful.

Because any Korean with blood in his veins, upon hearing this information, his blood will boil and he will go and pull out this iron nail from the island country...

Chen Qingyuan didn't continue speaking.

He also wanted to know how many nails these beasts had planted in his own country!
(End of this chapter)