Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

As the lively banquet drew to a close, the three guests took their leave, and the woman in black, following the "leader's" instructions, escorted them to the airport.

Feeling lightheaded from the alcohol, Shang Muchen followed his fourth uncle and said goodbye to everyone.

Approaching the thin old man, Shang Muchen, having had too much to drink, became rather talkative. He proactively extended his hand, smiling, to shake the old man's hand, saying:

"Mr. Qian, it is my great honor to meet you. In the future, when I meet my friends, I can boast that I have drunk with you. It will be the glory of my life."

The old man sneered, grabbed Shang Muchen's hand, and said with a smile:

"Well, haha, you really are young and fearless. These young people are really something, daring to shake hands with an old man like me."

In an instant, a jolt of electricity shot through the other person's hand. Shang Muchen's heart skipped a beat, his vision went black, and he lost consciousness.

In another instant, a surge of electricity struck his heart again, and his heart restarted, beating once more.

In that instant, Shang Muchen experienced a brush with death and was unable to catch his breath, freezing on the spot.

The old man released his grip, nodded with a cold smile, patted Shang Muchen on the shoulder, and said in a feignedly friendly tone, "Young man, you've got guts. I have to think highly of you."

Remember my name, I am Qian Songtao, and my Taoist name is "Electromagnetic Manifestation True Lord".

"From now on, when you're navigating the world, be more discerning. Don't fawn over everyone; others might not be as good-natured as me."

With that, the skinny old man strode away.

Shang Muchen was shocked by the old man's electric shock, almost dying once. Coupled with the effects of alcohol, he felt as if his soul had flown out of his body, making his physical body seem unreal.

It felt like riding a bicycle while drunk; the bicycle was out of control, wobbling left and right, and there was no connection between the mind and the vehicle.

"Shorty" Wu Biao brushed past Shang Muchen, coldly tossing out, "You're awesome!"

Shang Muchen didn't even have the strength to retort; he was completely exhausted.

Fourth Uncle stayed with the old man who hosted the banquet the whole time. The two of them were the last to leave the banquet hall. He and the old man were having a lively discussion about something, but Shang Muchen couldn't hear a word of it.

As they walked past Shang Muchen, his fourth uncle saw his appearance, was startled, and gently nudged him, saying, "Little Chen, let's go."

Shang Muchen felt his legs were not obeying him. He tried hard to command his legs to start moving, and it took a lot of effort for his legs to barely obey and he staggered to catch up.

The old man came to the car, and the driver opened the door. Before getting in, he instructed his fourth uncle, "Shang Laosi, I am aware of the situation you reported."

This is beyond your control. Don't get involved anymore, understand?

"Understand!"

"Your nephew is good. Take good care of him. I have high hopes for him. If he's interested, I'll let him apply to our company."

"That's great, thank you!"

Fourth Uncle thanked the old man profusely as he saw him into the car, gently closed the door, and, holding Shang Muchen's hand, watched the car drive away.

At this point, Shang Muchen finally caught his breath.

"Xiao Chen, what's wrong with you? Why is there an aura of death emanating from you?" Fourth Uncle asked in utter shock.

"I...I don't know, it felt like I'd died once..." Shang Muchen said breathlessly, "I shook hands with that skinny old man, and that old guy gave me a shock..."

"What?! My God! You shook hands with Qian Songtao?! My goodness!" Uncle Si's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in shock. He pulled Shang Muchen to a secluded spot by the roadside and asked nervously in a low voice,

"Xiao Chen, are you crazy? What happened? Tell me quickly!"

"I didn't offend him!"

I was just being polite and trying to be friendly, but I didn't expect that old man to be so unreasonable and to have some kind of magic trick up his sleeve.

I don't know how it happened, maybe there was an electrical wire hidden in my palm, it shocked me twice!

Fourth Uncle shook his head repeatedly and said, "That's not magic!"

That's real skill; that old guy is the ancestor of electric tricks!

He was a grandmaster who struck fear into the hearts of everyone in the martial arts world, a ruthless old devil who killed without blinking an eye!

It's my fault, it's my fault. I didn't tell you in advance, and I didn't expect him to come today!

Xiao Chen, you should be secretly happy about this.

"Luckily, there were leaders present today, so old man Qian couldn't cause any trouble. Otherwise, he might have evaporated you alive, and your body wouldn't even be found!"

"Is that old man crazy? I didn't do anything to him!"

"It's not that he's sick, it's that he's too old and old-fashioned," Uncle Si said. "In his eyes, being able to eat at the same table as a child of your generation is already beneath his status."

You actually want to shake hands with him? Aren't you crazy?

According to him, you have to kneel on the ground and kowtow to him for him to be satisfied.

"Why should I? Who does he think he is!" Shang Muchen said, his face full of indignation.

"Why? Because he lived for three or four hundred years!"

"Huh? That's nonsense. Who can live to be three or four hundred years old? Fourth Uncle, you've been fooled by this kind of charlatan, haven't you?"

I read online that there are charlatans like "Qigong Masters" and "Chaoyang Rinpoche" who use magic tricks to swindle rich people.

Catching fish from an empty basin, bending a spoon, or squeezing a beer bottle are all magic tricks, and there are videos that reveal the secrets behind them.

I saw that the old man had hidden an electrical wire in his sleeve, with the end of the wire stuck to his palm, and then he stuck a flesh-colored insulating paper to his palm.

When you shake hands with someone like that, you can give them a quick shock to scare them.

Fourth Uncle shook his head repeatedly and said, "Xiao Chen, you should watch less of the videos online!"

If you suffer a loss today, you must learn from it!

You're a college student who's just entered society; you're very naive. You've been too well protected by the campus and your family, and you don't know anything.

The profession of Feng Shui master walks between the shadows and the light of society. Once you've seen and experienced more, you'll have a better understanding of it.

This world is far more fantastical than you can imagine, but in pursuit of a stable and harmonious life, all evil deeds are concealed by the enormous veil of 'social order'.

Fortunately, you've won over the boss. With him looking up to you, things will be much easier, and you won't suffer any major losses in the future.

"After talking for so long, Fourth Uncle, who is that leader?"

"Wu Ruofeng, Director of the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau."

Shang Muchen blinked, asking curiously, "Is this company even around? I've never heard of it before?"

"Confidential unit, no, top secret unit!"

That is the highest authority that manages all people in the martial arts world. Its power and strength are boundless. It can use national resources to suppress any person or force in the martial arts world.

His publicly known identity is the director of Institute 901.

"Oh, I've heard of the 901 Institute; it's a very prestigious research institution."

"Xiao Chen, remember this: we people of the martial world may seem far removed from the imperial court, but we must never offend the imperial court."

The world's resources are distributed from top to bottom.

Like feeding fish in a pond, those in power throw in a handful of fish food, and we, those in lower positions, have to fight and struggle for it, even to the point of bloodshed and death, just for a bite to eat.

Therefore, you absolutely must not offend those in power. Ideally, you should pass the exam to get into the Supernatural Disaster Management Bureau, secure a stable job, and rise above your station to become the dragon feeding the fish, instead of remaining a fish.

"You still have to take the civil service exam?" Shang Muchen frowned and said with a wry smile, "Fourth Uncle, after going around in circles, your idea coincides with my father's again."

Fourth Uncle also smiled wryly and said, "It's not that my second brother and I thought the same thing."

The imperial examination system in China lasted for one or two thousand years, and taking the civil service exam has always been the best career path for young people.