Dream Walker: Feng Shui Master Bai Ya

The next morning, Shang Muchen arrived at the Pengpai Building at the agreed time and met with his fourth uncle.

Upon meeting, Shang Muchen handed the package that his second uncle, Ding Zhongyu, had asked him to carry to his fourth uncle.

Fourth Uncle opened the package in front of Shang Muchen.

Inside the package was a small black wooden dragon.

When Shang Muchen saw the dragon, he was dumbfounded. It was exactly the same as the black dead dragon that had been painted on the wall of the underground passage in the Qiancheng Group case.

"This is... a wood carving?" Shang Muchen stroked it a few times and returned the palm-sized wooden dragon to his fourth uncle.

"Yes," Uncle Si said. "The prototype of the graffiti and 3D-printed toys you saw in the underground passage of the observation deck on the shore is this."

"Is there any special story behind this little thing?"

"Of course there is. This kind of withered bone wooden dragon was called 'Buze' in ancient times. There are relevant records in 'Youyang Zazu'. Depending on the spellcasting method, it can cause or prevent floods."

I plan to use this to study the dead dragon graffiti under the observation deck on the shore…”

As Uncle Si was speaking, Manager Liang from the property management department walked over from the direction of the main entrance of the building, and Uncle Si and Shang Muchen hurriedly went to greet him.

Before Shang Muchen even reached the building entrance, a security guard suddenly shouted, "Captain Wu! It's Shang Muchen! Shang Muchen is here!"

After he shouted, "Shorty" Wu Biao, along with seven or eight security guards, rushed over.

"What are you doing?" Manager Liang glared at them, and the security guards immediately cowered. Wu Biao, however, stepped forward angrily and said, "Manager Liang, we're here to catch a thief!"

"Catch a thief? Who should we catch?"

"Shang Muchen!" Wu Biao said, pointing at Shang Muchen, "He broke into the building last night and stole things!"

"Him?" Manager Liang wrinkled his nose and said, "He came to see me. You mean his things? Did we lose something?"

"Nothing was stolen! We stopped him from stealing!"

"Pah! You're spouting nonsense!" Shang Muchen glared and cursed, "Do you have any evidence? Do you have any surveillance footage? Do you have any physical evidence?"

You bastard! Go ahead and call the police if you dare!

I have the phone number of Li Weiqiang, the deputy captain of the Criminal Investigation Brigade of the Municipal Public Security Bureau, in my phone!

Should I call him now and have him come here to settle the case? Are you framing me, or am I the thief?

"Shorty" Wu Biao was furious and cursed, "Hey! Shang Muchen!"

You have absolutely no shame!

Last night, I don't know who it was, but we guys chased them so hard they had nowhere to run. They ended up hanging on the fire escape like a little tiger cub, unable to go up or down!

"Did you catch me? You didn't, did you?"

You guys were like complete idiots, searching the building from top to bottom all night, weren't you?

Look at your dark circles, you look like a four-eyed dog! You deserve to work yourself to death, you son of a bitch!

Shang Muchen retorted sharply.

"Fine! You're something else! If you're a man, tell me the truth: how did you escape?" Wu Biao asked defiantly. "We had over two hundred men, and we still couldn't catch you. You've got guts!"

Shang Muchen wrinkled his nose and said disdainfully, "Don't you know my nickname is 'White Crow'?"

I spread my wings and soared away, flapping my wings and flying away!

"You son of a bitch, Shang Muchen! I'm going to find a chance to beat you up!" Wu Biao was so angry that his knuckles cracked.

Even if he was angry, he couldn't vent his anger in this situation, so he had no choice but to step back and let Manager Liang lead his fourth uncle and Shang Muchen all the way to the location of the bronze bull.

When Shang Muchen arrived at the bronze ox, he intended to take some water samples, but upon closer inspection, he found that the bronze ox had no tears.

"Huh? It's dried?" Shang Muchen called out to his fourth uncle and Manager Liang to come and see.

"It really is!" Manager Liang was also surprised and touched the cow's eye sockets. Sure enough, they were dry and without any water.

"This is the first time in over a month," Manager Liang mumbled, scratching his head. "Is it cured?"

Uncle Si said, "Let's go take a look at a few other places."

The ancient locust tree has come back to life, the water supply and drainage of the pool have been restored, and even the restaurant seems to be thriving again.

Manager Liang asked, puzzled, "Master Shang, has the feng shui arrangement been restored just like that?"

Fourth Uncle nodded and said, "You can observe for a few more months, but in my opinion, the situation should have already begun to improve."

The concept of "the unity of man and nature" means that the natural world and the human environment, like the human body, can sometimes become ill.

Once the root cause is identified and the causative factors are completely eliminated, the feng shui arrangement will naturally return to its original state, just like the human body.

This matter seems mysterious and esoteric, but it's actually quite simple to explain.

A man-made feng shui arrangement is not a combination that transcends the creation of heaven and earth, but a clumsy imitation of the rules of creation.

What did it imitate?

It imitates the operation of "Qi".

The saying, "The ultimate technique is the source of Qi," reveals the truth.

The feng shui arrangement I designed for the Pengpai Building was essentially aimed at preventing human-built structures from disrupting the flow of "true qi" between heaven, earth, and humanity, which is inherent to this local area.

We will make every effort to maintain a flow pattern of true Qi that is close to the natural state and basic model, and that conforms to the cycles of time, geographical patterns, and human experience.

Human architecture, in its form, is the destruction and reconstruction of the topography and landforms that have evolved naturally.

If humans do not take the time to maintain them, in just a few years, human-built structures will be swallowed up by the forces of nature and reduced to ashes.

The reason for this is that many human-made buildings that have not been planned according to Feng Shui principles are contrary to the forces of nature.

Imagine sitting in a car traveling at high speed against the wind, sticking your head out and letting the wind blow in your face. In just a few hours, you'd be sick from the wind.

But if you are sitting in a sailboat, being pushed by the waves and the sea breeze, you will not be damaged by the wind even after a long time.

Buildings constructed by those who understand feng shui will not be swallowed up or erased by natural forces, even after millions of years.

Go and look at the Great Pyramid and those ancient stone cities in South America. They have stood for thousands of years without any maintenance, precisely because they were very knowledgeable about feng shui.

The feng shui layout of the Pengpai Building is sufficient to maintain its healthy self-circulation. As long as it is not maliciously damaged by human intervention, it will certainly be able to recover on its own.

"Master Shang, your words are more valuable than ten years of study!" Manager Liang gave a thumbs up and exclaimed repeatedly. "It's great that it can be restored. I will report to the former chairman and hope that everything will return to normal as soon as possible."

Before leaving, Fourth Uncle instructed Manager Liang, "There is one thing you must do."

Behind the fire escape on the third-floor platform, someone has painted a black cow graffiti.

"Really? How did you know about such a remote corner?" Manager Liang asked in surprise.

Fourth Uncle didn't explain how Shang Muchen saw it, but simply ordered, "You must find a way to scrape off that black cow graffiti."

Note my instructions: not to cover it up, but to scrape it off.

If you can't scrape it off, smash the wall, make a hole, and destroy the graffiti.

Did you get it?

"Uh, I've got it..." Manager Liang nodded meekly.

"That graffiti is a curse, it's very evil." Uncle Si said to Manager Liang with a serious face, "I've seen that kind of graffiti several times."

If you imagine the Pengpai Building as a person, then the graffiti is like a hidden tattoo.

Tattoos can severely disrupt a person's energy field; similarly, graffiti of the same nature can severely disrupt the feng shui layout of a building.

"Yes, I will definitely do it!" Manager Liang nodded repeatedly.