In Panjiayuan, the first thing they did was trick Lao Hu into going tomb raiding.

Uh… it’s still the gold-toothed sports car.

Su Mo found the car easy to drive, so it became the group's mode of transportation.

The fat man, looking like he hadn't woken up yet, glanced out the window and kept yawning. "Brother Su, where are we going?"

Su Mo said frankly, "I foresaw that a destined person would appear in this place... uh, it has something to do with Lao Hu?"

The fat man asked doubtfully, "It has something to do with Old Hu? That's impossible. Old Hu is the only son in the Hu family, a lifelong bachelor, he shouldn't have any distant relatives..."

"Hey hey hey..."

Old Hu was displeased. "Fatty, why are you so glib? The things you say just don't sit right with me..."

Listening to the two bicker was like listening to a stand-up comedy routine, and Su Mo was too lazy to stop the two clowns, laughing all the way.

After driving for about half an hour, Su Mo calculated with his fingers and felt that it should be nearby, so he parked the car on the side of the road and the three of them walked around looking at the surroundings.

Suddenly, a voice came from afar, "Looking at these mountains, they are so magnificent that they fill me with countless emotions!"

Su Mo raised an eyebrow and led Old Hu and Fatty toward the sound.

Life is unpredictable and chaotic. Some people are rolling in money, while others are destitute. Some end up... oh dear... tsk tsk!

Su Mo and his two companions had only walked a dozen meters when they saw a group of villagers gathered there, seemingly listening to someone speak.

Even the fat man was astonished that a lecture was being held in the middle of nowhere.

The fat man stepped forward and immediately spotted an elderly middle-aged man in the crowd.

The man was wearing a trench coat and leaning on a cane, looking every bit the hermit.

Seeing everyone around him listening with great interest and their faces filled with rapt attention, the man in the trench coat was secretly very pleased with himself. "Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. Let's get back to the point. Looking around, only the land right under my toes is a treasure trove!"

The villagers looked at each other, puzzled. "Master Ma, what kind of place is 'the land of toes'?"

"Yes, yes, is the area at the toes considered taboo in feng shui?"

Master Ma: "..."

These unruly people can't understand human language!

Master Ma, with a constipated expression, barely suppressed his anger and said, "It's right where my toes are standing!"

"Oh…"

Many villagers suddenly realized what was happening, pointing to the ground beneath Master Ma's feet, "Draw a circle here..."

"Good good!"

The villagers nodded in agreement.

Master Ma said smugly, “I guarantee that if a school is built here, a top scholar will emerge within a hundred years!”

"Clap clap clap!"

The villagers immediately clapped and celebrated happily.

"Old Hu..."

The fat man nudged Old Hu's elbow and whispered, "He knows feng shui; he really might be a relative of yours."

Old Hu's eyes widened, and he cursed, "He knows about the feng shui of eggs; building a house here will definitely cause trouble..."

Old Hu stepped forward to expose Master Ma's trick, but Su Mo was quick-witted and pulled him back.

"Brother Su..."

"Old Hu, don't worry, he won't succeed!"

Su Mo looked confident. "Keep watching, the real show is yet to come..."

Here, a group of fellow villagers surrounded Master Ma, treating him like a star.

"Everyone!"

Just then, a deep male voice came from behind them, "Are you planning to build houses here?"

The villagers turned around to look, and Su Mo, Lao Hu, and the other two also turned around.

Behind the group, a young man in his early thirties, carrying a backpack, stood on a nearby hillside, looking in their direction. "There are hordes of termites on this mountain. If we build a house here, there's likely to be accidents, even fatalities..."

Upon hearing that someone was causing trouble!

Master Ma turned around, leaning on his cane, and looked at Su Mo, Lao Hu, and the other two. "Who was speaking just now?"

Su Mo pulled Lao Hu and Fatty aside, then pointed to the hillside, "It's him, the one with the backpack!"

Su Mo laughed, looking like he was enjoying the show.

Others might not know who this person was, but Su Mo did. The man with the backpack was Zhang Yingchuan, a descendant of Zhang Sanlianzi, a tomb raider from the late Qing Dynasty—a genuine tomb raider.

Master Ma took off his glasses, looked at Zhang Yingchuan, and immediately reprimanded him, "Young man, you look unfamiliar, and your accent doesn't sound like that of a local. How dare you be so sure there are white ants here?"

Zhang Yingchuan took another sip of wine. "Just my humble opinion. If you don't believe me, that's fine too!"

After saying that, Zhang Yingchuan stood up and swayed away.

Ma Zhenren below laughed!

They've left, it's good that they've left!

Master Ma, leaning on his cane, said to Zhang Yingchuan's retreating figure, "Hey, hey... If you have reason, reason it out; if you have principles, preach them. Why choose to run away?"

"You've been studying physiognomy for who knows how many years, and you dare to show off your skills here!"

After reprimanding Zhang Yingchuan, Master Ma was still not satisfied. He turned to his fellow villagers and said, "These young people nowadays, having only learned a few tricks of the trade, dare to go out and swindle and cheat. Their ultimate goal is nothing more than to freeload..."

"This kind of person, I, Master Ma, would like to give him two words..."

Before Master Ma could finish speaking, Zhang Yingchuan turned around again, his eyes fixed on Master Ma. "This place is a depression in the east, flat in the west, with a northwest barrier in the depression, but... it only has the shape to block the wind, not the power to do so..."

"Wind breeds insects; the traditional Chinese character for wind contains the character for insect, so when wind encounters insects, termites will be born..."

"In the arts of witchcraft and the I Ching, this place is known as the Mountain Wind Gu..."

"Buildings collapse when they're being constructed, houses crumble when they're being built!"

Hearing Zhang Yingchuan's words, Old Hu's expression became somewhat unnatural. "This...this seems to be something from the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique..."

Chapter 101: Recruiting

"This...this seems to be something from the Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique..."

Old Hu's expression became somewhat unnatural as he stared at Zhang Yingchuan.

The Sixteen-Character Yin-Yang Feng Shui Secret Technique!

This is a family heirloom!

How come this person knows me better than I do?

Su Mo lowered her voice, "That's why I said this person is destined for you..."

Old Hu was startled. "He..."

Su Mo interrupted, "Don't rush, let's take our time and observe..."

Zhang Yingchuan stared intently at Master Ma, "Building a building leads to a collapsed building; this place is not suitable for building a residence!"

"..."

Master Ma trembled with rage, "Nonsense! This place is clearly a beautiful place with clear waters and lush mountains, where would you find any Gu poison here!"

In such a remote and desolate place, someone actually dared to cause trouble!

Master Ma was consumed by rage, wishing he could smash the young man in front of him to death with his cane.

Zhang Yingchuan took another sip of wine. "The character 'Gu' contains three 'insect' characters, which together form a multitude. Below that is the character 'vessel,' which resembles a damaged vessel, or even more so, an ant nest..."

"So as you can see, what appears to be nothing on the surface is actually hollowed out underground by ant nests..."

After speaking, Zhang Yingchuan turned around again. When he reached Ma Zhenren's side, he stopped and said, "I'm just a passerby; I simply don't want to see houses collapse and injure innocent people..."

"Please forgive me if I have said anything offensive!"

After saying that, he left directly. When he passed by Su Mo, Lao Hu, and Fatty, Su Mo even made way for this scion of a prestigious family.

Master Ma watched Zhang Yingchuan's retreating figure and shouted, "Your claim of using the word 'Gu' to cure ants is utter nonsense and utterly untenable..."

"Humph…"

Master Ma snorted coldly, turned to look at the crowd of fellow villagers, and said, "Such an arrogant fool, I, Master Ma, would like to give him three words: Big Fool..."

Before Master Ma could finish speaking, he suddenly felt someone pat his shoulder. Master Ma turned around and saw Zhang Yingchuan returning.

Seeing this face, Master Ma felt as if he had lost a child, "Are you leaving or not?"

Zhang Yingchuan said, "I'll leave after I finish this..."

Master Ma was furious. If it weren't for the fact that everyone was watching, he would have slapped him across the face long ago. "You tell me, you tell me, you tell me!!"

Master Ma had never been so angry in his life. One act of smashing up a place would have been enough, but he kept doing it!

"Hahaha…"

Su Mo smiled and thought to himself, "Zhang Yingchuan is quite a remarkable person."

Zhang Yingchuan ignored Master Ma, looked at the group of fellow villagers, and said, "As the saying goes, the Book of Changes and Feng Shui have been inseparable since ancient times, hence the saying 'Yin-Yang Feng Shui'..."

As he spoke, Zhang Yingchuan pointed to the ground and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is the banks of the Juma River, where the river winds around the western mountains; wherever termites crawl, there is water..."

"Therefore, the Gu hexagram in the I Ching can also be described as 'It is advantageous to cross the great river!'"

Seeing Zhang Yingchuan start rambling on, Master Ma said coldly, "Boy, you've just touched on my specialty!"

When the I Ching was mentioned, Master Ma's disciples all nodded in agreement.

Master Ma held his head high, his face full of pride, and said, "My ancestors for eight generations were all diviners and funeral masters. I can recite the Book of Changes backwards!"

Master Ma glanced at Zhang Yingchuan with an air of "I've got you figured out," and said, "The so-called 'advantage of crossing great rivers' in the Gu hexagram is nothing more than a description of extreme depravity, chaos that must be restored, and the restoration of order. But your interpretation of it is utterly laughable!"

Seeing that the two were still arguing, Su Mo said to an old man with a shovel, "Grandpa, why don't you dig this up and check if there are any ants?"

Upon hearing this, the old man immediately thought it made sense, nodded quickly, grabbed a shovel, and ran to the side to start digging.