Shocking! A master of metaphysics has been mind-reading!

Just as the pear was about to hit Lu Qiu, the door next to it suddenly opened. The pear hit the door, bounced back, and flew towards Xia Wange at an even faster speed.

Having anticipated this, Xia Wange crouched down, put on her hat, and covered her head. Just when she thought the pear would pass through the door frame behind her, the door behind her was suddenly slammed shut by the wind, and Xia Wange was splashed with pear juice.

Xia Wange got up, took off her coat, and revealed an expression that said, "That's how it should be."

Dreamy was afraid it would be too outrageous, so she never dared to do these things in her dreams.

But the truth is just that absurd.

Outside the door, Mingzhu, still in the position of raising his hand to knock, looked completely bewildered. He looked this way and that, and said innocently, "I... I just touched the door. It really wasn't me who opened it. Is the lock broken?"

"It's nothing, it's none of your business." Xia Wange said, then walked to Lu Qiu, took a pear, took a bite, and yeah, it was quite sweet. "How did it go? Did you get it done?"

Mingzhu quickly replied, "Yes, they agreed to give us the eastern side, but we need their help with the burial and such. To be honest, they can just watch from a distance, since they are outsiders."

"Although they didn't agree to put it in the exact center, the land they gave us was quite large," Mingzhu quickly added. "Actually, they initially wanted to give us the central land, but an elderly person came out to stop them. After a lot of arguing, they finally agreed to compensate us based on the size of the land. I said that Mr. Lu would calculate the money according to the size of the land, but they said they would strictly follow the drawn land area, and if it exceeded the limit, they would dig up the grave."

"Let's dig then," Xia Wange said nonchalantly. "As long as we can break ground, it's just a pot of fried noodles."

"They also hired a lawyer to sign the agreement. Should we hire one too? Otherwise, I'm worried that we might miss some clauses and suffer losses," Mingzhu asked again.

Lu Qiu was taken aback, glanced at Ming Zhu, and then at Xia Wange.

"What are you talking about?" Xia Wange said. "I am a lawyer. I was dressed so formally yesterday, didn't you realize?"

Mingzhu was taken aback. "Wasn't yesterday all just an act?"

"It's all natural for me." Xia Wange patted Mingzhu on the shoulder, preparing to go inside to change her clothes. "I am a mage, after all."

"Master, Master?" Mingzhu repeated, then looked at Lu Qiu blankly.

Lu Qiu nodded to him, "Yes, Master."

Mingzhu: "...?"

Xia Wange was still dressed in a smart business suit, and Lu Qiu also followed the principle that the domineering CEO never wears the same clothes twice, so he specially chose an outfit that was completely different from yesterday's as a distinction. Yesterday he was wearing a white suit, but today he was all black. Zhang Song, who was already in place, was doing his job perfectly.

As Xia Wange was about to grab something to eat downstairs, she happened to see Fang Qingzi, who had been watching from below. Their eyes met, and Fang Qingzi breathed a sigh of relief, "It really is you who has to step in."

Just as Xia Wange was about to smugly boast, she suddenly remembered her identity, so she carefully chose her tone and said, "Sigh, I was just lucky."

"No, no, no, Uncle-Master, this isn't luck, it's skill."

"It was just good luck, just good luck."

Lu Qiu passed by and squinted at Xia Wange's pretentious behavior, speechless and wanting to roll his eyes.

"Oh, right," Xia Wange said, "that Dream Demon is still sealed in my dream, do you want it?"

Fang Qingzi: "???"

"No, no need. I still can't suppress something like this."

"It's not good to keep it sealed in my dreams all the time, and it's not a complete thing anyway." Xia Wange scratched the back of her head and looked at Lu Qiu.

The other person had already moved away at lightning speed the moment she said "Do you want it?"

Based on his understanding of Xia Wange, he knew she wanted to stuff everything into his hands.

From small items like documents, water cups, and cell phones to large items like jade carvings of the Great Wall, he's now just like a recycling center.

After a few people made some simple repairs, they went to the cemetery on the east side of the village.

While they were discussing the land, the village chief also arrived. The village chief's son was a lawyer, and he happened to be at home at the time, so he was pulled in to draft the terms.

Xia Wange negotiated with the other party in an extremely professional manner. The two sides even had a heated debate on the ambiguity and doubts of several clauses. When the contract was finalized, the other party's lawyer praised Xia Wange's professionalism. The two then chatted about the schools they graduated from, which left Mingzhu stunned.

He glanced at the knowing looks on the faces of the other seven people, and Mingzhu scratched his head.

Oh, he really is a monk.

This is really something else! Even feng shui masters are law school graduates now?

Mingzhu wondered if, in the past, when Master Xia encountered problems, she would first talk to the other party about the law, and if she couldn't explain the law clearly, she would put away the law to protect the other party and start talking about martial arts and feng shui.

Thinking of this, Mingzhu shuddered, feeling that the scene was both eerie and terrifying.

He absolutely mustn't offend the other party, otherwise he'll find himself in a dead end.

When it was time to enter the ancestral cemetery to measure the size of the graves, the village chief stopped Fang Qingzi, who was about to go with him.

"Sir, this is our village's ancestral graveyard. Others can enter, but according to the previous rules, you cannot." The village chief and his men blocked Fang Qingzi's way, then looked at Mingzhu, "Mingzhu, the village has already made huge concessions for you. This time, only you, your lawyer Fang, and Mr. Lu can enter. In short, the feng shui master is absolutely not allowed to enter."

"Okay, thank you for your understanding, Village Chief." Xia Wange replied. After speaking, she took the contract, measuring tools, and a file bag and entered the ancestral cemetery in full view of everyone. Fang Qingzi and Mingzhu behind her were stunned and could not control their expressions.

The village chief, assuming the two had objections, frowned and said, "Mingzhu, if you have objections..."

"No, no, no," Mingzhu hurriedly replied.

After saying that, he quickly pushed Lu Qiu and the urn that Lu Qiu was holding in his arms into the ancestral cemetery.

What opinions could he possibly have? Their most skilled feng shui master has already been put in there, so what opinions could he possibly have?

The purpose of sending Xia Wange over was actually to have her measure the item again so that a price could be determined.

But as soon as Xia Wange arrived at her destination, she opened the folder, and inside was a compass.

She first observed the terrain and, combining the feng shui and trees, walked around the land she had been assigned to them. Finally, based on the compass, she inserted several copper needles into the ground and said to Mingzhu, "Find someone to dig at the points I've set. Dig as far west as possible on this side, as much as you can. It might be about two and a half meters deep."

"Two and a half meters?" Mingzhu was slightly taken aback. "That's...that's too deep. Will they agree to that?"