Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

Shang Muchen finally caught up with Wang Ruolin. He ran ahead and followed her quickly down the stairwell. The solid feeling under his feet was exactly the same as the feeling he had "created" on the fire escape earlier.

"Joanna Wang, is that you?"

Wang Ruolin walked hurriedly down the corridor without answering, and Shang Muchen followed her, also hurrying forward.

After walking for a while, Wang Ruolin pushed open an office door and stepped inside, followed by Shang Muchen.

The moment he entered, Shang Muchen felt an indescribable sense of unease.

After passing through this door, they arrived at the same hallway, only this time the ceiling and floor were transparent.

It's not glass, but a material with an indescribable feel, like gel, but not as soft, but definitely not as hard as glass.

Through the transparent ceiling, Shang Muchen was shocked to see Wu Biao leading a group of security guards running over his head, shouting as he ran, "Have you found it yet?"

"No!"

"How can you all be so stupid! It's just the fifth floor! Does Shang Muchen have wings and can fly away?"

"Brother Biao, there's nothing there! The brothers have sealed off the fourth, fifth, and sixth floors, searched every room, and checked the security footage, but there's nothing there!"

"Damn it! His nickname is 'White Crow,' can he really fly?" Wu Biao stomped his foot angrily and ordered, "Keep searching! Don't miss any floors!"

Call the headquarters and request another 50 men!

After saying that, Wu Biao hurriedly ran away.

Although Shang Muchen could hear him speak clearly, his voice sounded muffled, as if he were speaking through a plastic film.

Seeing Wu Biao leave, Shang Muchen felt somewhat relieved. Before he could speak, Wang Ruolin asked, "Who are you? Why do you know me?"

"Oh? You can hear me?" Shang Muchen asked in surprise.

"Yes, it's only possible on this floor. Outside, unless you call my name, everything else is indistinct, and I can't understand what you're saying."

"This is really strange. I didn't know that this building had such a mezzanine." Shang Muchen looked around curiously. The corridor was almost transparent on all sides, like a secret passage made of glass or hard plastic.

There are some doors around the stairwell, which look like doors to the staircase, and may connect to the outside.

"Of course I know you, you're Joanna Wang. You have a friend named Li Qing, right?"

Joanna Wang's eyes lit up, and she nodded, saying, "Indeed, she is my best friend."

However, I haven't seen her for several years.

So you met me through her? Did she send you here to rescue me?

I seem to be trapped in this place.

Wang Ruolin waved her hand around and said, "The whole place is very strange. There is no cell phone signal, no one can hear me, and the time is also messed up."

I don't know how long I've been stuck here, but I'm neither thirsty nor hungry, which is really strange.

"What is your last memory?" Shang Muchen asked earnestly.

"My last memory..." Wang Ruolin seemed very confused. She lifted her hair with both hands, gently rubbed her forehead, and said weakly, "I...I can't remember..."

Shang Muchen had a general idea of ​​the situation—Wang Ruolin's soul was probably stuck here for some reason, just like Sa Sanqi, Wang Jianshe, and Jilibeng in the haunted house, unable to leave.

Although it's hard to understand what "should" happen after someone dies, it's clear that Wang Ruolin's situation "shouldn't" have occurred.

If Joanna Wang's soul card has a bug, then is this interlayered space also a bug?

This is really interesting; I actually encountered a bug in real life.

However, Shang Muchen had no interest in exploring this spatial interlayer. His immediate priority was to contact the people outside and get their help as soon as possible.

He took out his phone, turned on the screen, and was surprised to find that all the characters on the screen were blurred and unrecognizable, just like in his dream.

Although I was shocked, I wasn't particularly scared, since I'd seen similar situations several times before and was used to it.

"Wang Ruolin, come with me." Shang Muchen said in a very assertive manner, leading her towards the front of the corridor.

From a distance, you can see through the transparent curtain wall that there is a door directly in front of the transparent mezzanine corridor, leading to the freight elevator, which goes directly to the hotel kitchen on the south side of the building.

Shang Muchen called to Wang Ruolin and strode forward. Unexpectedly, after walking a short distance, he suddenly discovered that the door in front of the transparent passage had changed direction and led to the rooftop.

"Wait, something's not right!" Shang Muchen took two steps back, and the transparent passage in his field of vision pointed to the freight elevator again.

After taking a few steps forward and a few steps back, and trying repeatedly for a long time, Shang Muchen finally realized that what he saw was completely unreliable.

Although the situation outside the door was clearly visible, it was directly related to his own location.

Take one more step and you'll be at the top floor; take one less step and you'll be at the freight elevator. There's a clear dividing line between the two steps.

In that instant, a word involuntarily popped into Shang Muchen's mind—mirror!

He instantly recalled a scene his brother had once shown him: in the mirror, he was an ancient Egyptian construction worker, a tax collector, and a pharaoh.

The only difference between different identities is the angle of mirror reflection.

At this moment, just like at that time, the scene I see is closely related to my position.

Is the problem with the location?

Shang Muchen suddenly felt an itch in his head.

Joanna Wang asked hesitantly, "What's wrong with you? Are you trapped too?"

Shang Muchen suddenly laughed.

That's right! It's about the location!

What do I do? I'm a Feng Shui master!

How can a feng shui master be trapped by "location"?

Location is my friend, not my trouble!

Shang Muchen recalled that he happened to be reading "Essentials of Classical Feng Shui" this afternoon, and he came across the chapter on "Direction and Qi Flow".

The contents of the book are still vivid in my mind:

"...Zhuge Liang once used the art of Qimen Dunjia to set up the 'Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation'."

This formation is based on the creation of heaven and earth, reflecting all laws, all of which follow the same principle;

All living beings of true qi follow the way of this formation; those who follow it prosper, and those who defy it perish…

That's right. The reason why Mr. Kongming's Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation is invincible is not because the formation is so outrageous. On the contrary, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation uses the simplest, most abstract, and most basic positional layout to reflect the changes of the creation of heaven and earth.

Therefore, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation is actually a simplified and abstract description of the universe and all things, a universal law applicable everywhere.

I'm stuck in a bug now, trapped in this strange alternate dimension. No matter how things change, the Eight Gates Golden Lock Formation won't change.

Alright, once you find the Gate of Life, you can leave naturally. At the very least, you should find the Gate of View or the Gate of Opening, while trying to avoid the Gate of Blockage and the Gate of Death.

The Life Gate is located in the northeast Gen Palace, which should be the direction where the garden with the ancient locust tree and the pond landscape meet.

Shang Muchen looked around, made sure he was in the right direction, and waved to Wang Ruolin, saying, "This way."

After walking for a while, I saw a door. Outside the door was the garbage station of the Pengpai Building, which was right in front of the intersection. To the east was a garden and to the north was a pool.

Upon closer inspection, it was indeed found that there were no security guards patrolling outside this door.

Shang Muchen called to Wang Ruolin, and together they pulled her aside and walked out.

Once on the bustling street, I looked back at the door behind me, and it slammed shut automatically. Sure enough, it was where the sanitation workers brought out the trash.

Shang Muchen was extremely pleased with himself and wanted to laugh out loud three times. When he turned back to look at Wang Ruolin, her figure suddenly became dim.

"Oh! I remember everything!" she exclaimed, then smiled. "Thank you! Shang Muchen! Thank you for saving me!"

"Don't mention it, haha."

Shang Muchen waved his hand dismissively, about to say something smug, when he saw Wang Ruolin's figure grow fainter and fainter until it disappeared into thin air.

The last image she left behind was of Chong Shang Muchen bowing in gratitude.