At 5:25 in the morning, Lin Fang dragged his slightly heavy steps into the living room of the Huinanshan Villa.
He was covered in dust, and a corner of his sleeve was scorched and torn, revealing a ray of slightly red skin. His breathing was slightly heavy, and there was a deep concentration between his brows. The wind remnant formation of the old altar underground seemed to still be swirling in his body, and the remaining power had not dissipated. The unsealed "gray feather evil spirit" wandered along the Du channel, like a fine needle wandering and piercing the bones, causing dull pain.
He sat cross-legged, running the mind method, slowly pressing the evil spirit into the depths of the sea of qi and sealing it in the spiritual orifice. However, he knew that it was not the end, but only the beginning of another deeper storm. The disaster of the gray feather was far more than just the appearance.
He glanced at the time and took out a black soul-fixing cone from the drawer in the entrance hall. The cold light was restrained and undetectable. He quickly set up a small "Soul-fixing Formation" on the desk, based on the pattern of three yangs to fix fire, four images to calm the soul, and yin and yang to attract, to calm his mind and also to welcome guests.
The east was slightly bright outside the window, and the sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling glass, reflecting on Lin Feng's bronze skin and on the copper pot lying quietly on the table. It was an ancient pot with dark green and full of spell patterns, and the pot body faintly exuded a faint chill.
The copper pot shook slightly, and a wisp of gray air escaped from the gap of the pot mouth, floating like breathing, as if an invisible eye opened and closed in the pot.
Lin Fang's eyes were calm, and he said lightly:
"The person you are waiting for is coming soon."
It was exactly six o'clock.
A gray-blue Lincoln slowly drove in front of the villa, and the wheels pressed on the bluestone tiles and made a low friction sound. The car door opened, and a tall and slender female figure stepped out, like a cold silhouette in the morning mist.
Bella White, CEO of Greenwell Group, the 32-year-old blond capital queen.
She wore a gray-white business suit with neat lines, six-centimeter stiletto heels, and her figure was as tall as a cedar. Wearing a pair of brown sunglasses, she looked cold and capable, and her behavior revealed a kind of confidence and sharpness that was accustomed to control.
Stepping into the living room, she took off her sunglasses, glanced at Lin Feng who was still sitting in the formation, and snorted: "You want me to come in person, just to show off that you caught a 'bird' in the mountains?"
Lin Fang slowly opened his eyes, his tone calm as water:
"It's to save your life."
He raised his right hand and opened the copper jar on the table.
"Hiss"
A gray evil spirit suddenly escaped, like a feather or smoke, circling, condensing, and turning in the air quickly, gradually turning into a feather-like shadow, floating in the air, as if there was an invisible eye overlooking all living things in the sky, indifferent, depressed, and ancient.
Bella's pupils shrank slightly, her eyebrows jumped, and she suppressed her instinctive surprise.
Lin Feng closed the copper jar, tapped the lid with his fingers, and whispered:
"Do you think the successive accidents and missing people in the company are due to "investment mistakes"? Do you think it's market fluctuations or management negligence? No, it's a sign of the "return of the earthly evil spirits". Perry Valley was originally a ritual seal site, and the Greenwell Phase III headquarters is being built at its "main vein apex"... This "feather evil spirit" is just the first symptom after the seal is loosened."
Bella pursed her lips and said in a cold tone:
"What evidence do you have?"
Lin Fang did not answer, but took out a photo from the side of the table and threw it on the coffee table. A strange luster vaguely appeared on the yellowed paper.
It was a photo taken with the "Shadow Soul Mirror" in the early morning. The picture was dim and hazy, but in the central area, a construction worker stood with his back to the camera, and behind him, a huge translucent phantom with a long beak and an open mouth but no eyes was leaning down, as if to swallow it!
"You have two choices." Lin Fang stood up slowly, his eyes cold, "One, immediately dismantle the third phase of the project, seal off the valley, and never step into it; two, I will set up a seal town bureau to try to suppress the evil spirit. But this is not a one-time project, and you have to let me inspect it in person every quarter."
Bella looked at him with a cold look:
"What if... you don't do it?"
Lin Fang looked back at her calmly, his tone calm:
"You can only hold on for three months at most."
The air suddenly condensed, as if the clock hand had stopped.
After a moment, Bella slowly exhaled, her eyes complicated, and finally spoke in a cold voice:
"Then tell me, how should we set up the formation?"
Lin Fang's eyes lit up.
This is what he was waiting for.
...
That afternoon, Lin Fang drove with Bella to the construction site of Greenwell Phase III headquarters. Faulkner had already sealed off the site in advance according to the order, all construction was suspended, security was heavy, and even the air seemed particularly quiet.
Lin Fang, along with three assistants, set up the "Fate House Overall Plan" at the cornerstone of the main building. Based on the intersection diagram of the five major auras in Los Angeles, he selected the "counter-axis" location, with the "Li Palace Fire Position" as the core, and supplemented it with the formation of the four images of Tiangang.
Thirty-three copper talisman nails, each of which was engraved by him personally, contain the "Nine Yao Talismans", one talisman for every nine steps, one nail for every nine steps, and the 72-point Feng Shui "Evil-Suppressing Wheel" slowly took shape, like an invisible net binding the entire valley.
Bella stood on the third-floor window sill, overlooking the venue below. Yellow talismans, red ropes, octagonal fixed points... everything was in order, the scene was weird but had a certain grandeur and solemnity.
She whispered, "Is this...really useful?"
Lin Fang was squatting to set up the "Zhongtai Yinlei Gua", his gestures were like flowing clouds and water, and he spoke lightly without raising his head:
"Feng Shui is not superstition, it is energy layout, magnetic field regulation, and situation resonance. People live in it and feel the earth's energy. You don't need to believe me, just remember one sentence: This place is not suitable for building buildings, but only for building temples."
Bella smiled lightly, her tone was still sarcastic, but no longer sharp: "It sounds like... you are a corporate consultant."
But a bit of respect has unconsciously appeared in her eyes.
The last nail of the "Zhen'e Wheel" was driven into the ground vein, Lin Fang's eyes were stern, and he whispered:
"Beichen Zhenji, Bamen Locking Evil - Start!"
Boom!
An imperceptible wave of air rose from the ground, carrying a heavy pressure, and then disappeared into thin air. The ground shook gently for a breath and returned to silence. The entire building base seemed to be covered by some invisible wind shield, isolating dust and shielding evil spirits.
Bella was slightly moved. For the first time in reality, she felt the true power of this "Eastern Warlock".
Lin Fang turned and looked at her calmly:
"This is the first seal. But it's not enough."
Bella frowned: "What else do you want to do?"
"The next step is to select the 'heart of the house', the core Feng Shui position of your office and residence. If you are the owner of a company, then your house determines the future flow of the aura of the entire company."
Bella thought for a moment and nodded slightly:
"Follow me."
...
Greenwell Phase II CEO Suite, the top of a high-rise building in West Hollywood.
Lin Fang stepped into it, and a cold and rational breath that hit him made him frown slightly.
The four sides are a cold space composed of all metal and glass structures. The desk is located in the west corner, and the floating screen floats in the air. Although the layout here is very technological, it completely violates the basic rules of "hiding wind and gathering qi" and "calming the mind and nourishing the essence" in traditional Feng Shui.
Lin Fang asked in a deep voice:
"Do you often have headaches, mood swings, and hesitation in making decisions?"
Bella was slightly startled: "I... thought it was because of stress."
Lin Fang walked to the table, his eyes deep:
"You are in the northwest, metal overcomes wood; and your fate belongs to wood, you should sit in the southeast; your window faces due west, and it faces the three-way intersection, which is 'yin clashes and breaks the qi situation'."
Then, he called out the Qi needle compass and ordered Bella to help him reset the space layout, move the desk to the southeast, change the color of the wall, and add earth symbols to balance the conflict between metal and wood.
"The Kun earth condensation qi symbol is pasted on the right wall, and the wood generation diagram is hung on the left wall," Lin Fang said as he laid the cloth, "This is based on the 'mutual generation of the five elements', and through the change of the local magnetic field, it can alleviate the qi conflict between you and the entire building."
An hour later, the aura of the office changed visibly with the naked eye, and Bella's face also looked much warmer, and the whole person seemed to be much more comfortable.
She looked at Lin Fang, her eyes no longer suspicious, only quietly observing and scrutinizing.
"How much do you want to be paid?"
Lin Feng wiped the sweat from his forehead and said lightly:
"I want you to do three things for me."
Bella narrowed her eyes: "Which three things?"
"One: I want topographic maps of all historical sites in Los Angeles, including underground roads, post-war relics, buried religious sites... The more detailed the better."
"Two: I want you to introduce me to the technical advisory circle of the city council. I want to check a special construction plan."
"Third" He raised the corner of his mouth, his eyes burning:
"I plan to open a 'Feng Shui consulting firm' for the whole United States. You are the first client and the first endorser."
Bella was silent for a long time, and finally slowly stretched out her hand:
"Deal."
...
At night, Lin Fang returned to the villa.
He walked to the desk, his eyes fell on an unopened letter, hesitated for a moment, and slowly opened it.
There was only one piece of paper in the letter:
"Eastern sorcerer, please come to New York for a chat. The 'land' you investigated does not exist independently. We are also investigating the 'origin' behind it."
Signed:
[AMSP - American Civil Society for the Study of the Supernatural]
Lin Fang raised a sarcastic smile:
"Finally here."
He looked up at the invisible eastern city in the distant night, and whispered softly:
"It seems that it's time to go to the 'East Coast'."