My daily mountain driving, I met a fox at the beginning and got married

When I got back to my doorstep, I ran into Zhang Hao, who was riding his motorcycle.

When Zhang Hao saw Chen Anshui, he looked her up and down, then frowned and asked, "Are you alright? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"

Chen Anshui carefully assessed his own condition, then shook his head: "No, I feel perfectly normal. Mr. Zhang, you've arrived so quickly. Come, let me introduce you. This is Shen Ming."

Chen Anshui introduced the bigwig he was following to Shen Ming: "Shen Ming, let me introduce you. This is Mr. Zhang, who taught me feng shui techniques. He is an extremely powerful figure. Many political and business celebrities want to hire him but can't."

Shen Ming looked Zhang Hao up and down curiously, then extended his hand and said in a friendly manner, "It's a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Hao reached out and shook hands with him, calmly saying, "It's a pleasure to meet you too."

"Shen Ming, could Mr. Zhang stay at your place for the time being? Don't worry, we'll cover the accommodation costs."

Chen Anshui inquired.

When he saw that the other party had come in person, he knew that they would be staying there to conduct their investigation, so he offered to help them solve the accommodation problem.

Shen Ming thought there was nothing wrong with it, since he had plenty of empty houses.

"Sure, sure, no need for money, after all we're friends."

Chen Anshui didn't like taking advantage of others, so he insisted on paying for the accommodation.

When they arrived and settled in, Zhang Hao immediately took in the layout of the house.

The feng shui layout of this house is actually quite good; it can be described as a feng shui pattern that promotes family harmony and brings wealth.

However, the house was filled with gloomy energy and resentment, which suggests that some unpleasant things had happened there, and even someone had died.

Zhang Hao remained calm throughout the journey. After dinner, he returned to his room and asked Chen Anshui about all the information he had gathered there.

Chen Anshui then told Zhang Hao in detail about everything that had happened to him there.

After listening, Zhang Hao turned his gaze to the window.

From the window, you can now see the view in the center of the courtyard.

Under the moonlight, an old woman sat on the steps, holding a memorial tablet like a baby, gently patting its back to lull it to sleep.

"Sweetie, sweetie, sleep well, sleep well! When you're asleep, the pain will go away! Don't cry, don't cry! Mommy will always love you the most!"

Then Grandma Shen started singing that chilling ballad again.

Chen Anshui felt extremely uncomfortable. "Mr. Zhang, this old lady has mental problems, but what she said is basically true. I've also investigated it. I heard that she had a son who died at a young age. Based on what I found out at the village chief's house, I have a feeling that the death of this old lady's son might not be so simple."

Zhang Hao stood by the window, gazing at the old woman holding the memorial tablet and chanting a lullaby.

"Of course you think it's not simple, because this matter is inherently not simple."

Zhang Hao lowered his head and began to calculate with his fingers, then looked up at the stars in the sky and couldn't help but sigh deeply, lamenting, "What a tragedy!"

Chen Anshui was confused and cautiously asked, "Did Mr. Zhang see something?"

"We have indeed noticed some clues, but they probably don't want us to find out. If I'm not mistaken, we'll likely be kicked out of the village tomorrow."

Zhang Hao's guess was absolutely right. Just as dawn broke, Shen Ming's mother returned home and, upon learning that Chen Anshui had brought another friend, her expression darkened. During breakfast, Shen Ming's mother frowned and said, "We'll be very busy from now on and won't have time to entertain you. We also don't want anyone disturbing our lives, so we hope you'll leave after breakfast."

Upon hearing this, Shen Ming stopped eating and looked at his mother with a surprised expression.

"No... Mom, they're just staying temporarily, they won't cause any trouble..."

Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted. Shen Ming's mother said coldly, "They should leave immediately! Don't stay here! Staying any longer will only cause trouble. Don't you think there's enough trouble at home already?"

Seeing that his mother was truly angry this time, Shen Ming didn't say anything more and could only look at Chen Anshui apologetically.

After breakfast, Chen Anshui and his companion came out.

As they approached the village entrance, Shen Ming said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I didn't know my mother was so hostile to outsiders. It's probably because the village is holding a sacrificial ceremony recently, and outsiders are rarely allowed in. I heard that in the past, outsiders were not allowed to enter the village before or after the ceremony."

Zhang Hao nodded slightly, indicating his understanding.

After saying goodbye to Shen Ming, they did not leave, but instead circled around to the outskirts of the village and quietly made their way back through a side path.

Chen Anshui walked along a desolate path, the foxtail grass beside him tickling his skin. He asked in confusion, "Where are we going?"

Zhang Hao calmly said, "Let's go see that pond you mentioned. You lead the way."

Chen Anshui looked around at his surroundings—he was completely unfamiliar with this place, how was he supposed to find a pond?
Zhang Hao shook his head, his eyes filled with a sense of disappointment and frustration.

"Actually, you don't have to rely entirely on knowing the way to determine direction. We study feng shui and physiognomy, and sometimes we can use them to determine location. Look at the clouds in the sky, feel the wind blowing, and sense the changes in the surrounding atmosphere. Based on the feng shui characteristics of that pond, you should be able to vaguely sense where it is—can't you feel it?"

Zhang Hao's words made Chen Anshui feel somewhat ashamed.

He carefully sensed the air as the other party had instructed, and indeed found that the wind blowing from the left was excessively cold, but the coldness was so faint that it was impossible to detect without careful observation.

"It should be... this way," Chen Anshui said uncertainly, pointing to the left.

Zhang Hao nodded with slight satisfaction.

“That’s right, the yin energy here is particularly strong. Let’s go this way, but be careful, that place is most likely guarded, and ordinary people can’t get in. We’ll use a little magic, come here.”

As Zhang Hao walked, he took out an invisibility talisman from his pocket and slapped it on the other person's forehead when the other person got close.

The figure of Chen Anshui, who had been afflicted with the talisman, vanished instantly in the sunlight, as if evaporated into thin air.

However, he did not truly disappear; he simply blended into the air, making him invisible to ordinary people.

Zhang Hao also put a special invisibility talisman on himself, and the two of them disappeared into thin air.

The two concealed themselves and silently walked towards the pond.

People were seen patrolling and guarding the area around the pond at regular intervals.

The patrolmen were all in their forties or fifties, both men and women, and they carried specially made bells.

One of the men, a man surnamed Shen, around forty-five years old, impatiently rang the bell and complained, "Making us stand guard in this sweltering heat is just making things difficult for us. No one's coming anyway, so why do we have to stand guard?" (End of Chapter)