Under One Person: Feng Shui Master, I Will Protect the Mountains and Rivers with My Own Body

As soon as the one-eyed man made that gesture, Yan Que's obsequious smile faded by a third, replaced by the impatience typical of a seasoned veteran of the underworld.

"One river has two banks." Yan Que's voice was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for the one-eyed dragon to hear.

As soon as he said that, a glint flashed in the one-eyed man's remaining eye. He slowly withdrew his hand, and his previously languid posture straightened a bit.

"One river has two banks," which means that we are in the same boat, but not on the same path. I am far away from you.

This is both an attempt to distance themselves from the situation and to elevate their own status, demonstrating that they are not one of those petty thieves in the area.

The one-eyed man sat up straight, and the look in his single eye was no longer lazy, but scrutinizing. He looked Yan Que up and down, then glanced at Yan Sen beside him, who was wearing a headscarf and only had his large, clear black and white eyes showing.

"Should we go up the mountain to gather firewood, or come down to start a fire?" One-Eyed Dragon asked, his voice hoarse, like two stones rubbing against each other.

"Moving firewood" refers to taking things out of the tomb, which is "going down into the pit." "Making firewood" refers to selling stolen goods, turning the retrieved items into money. He is asking about the specific origin of Yan Que, whether he is a producer or a seller.

Yan Que chuckled, his stock market savvy returning: "I'll catch the eagle's head and the sparrow's tail."

That's incredibly arrogant. "Eagle head" refers to large, valuable commodities. "Sparrow" refers to small, worthless odds and ends that can be exchanged for a little money. Yan Que's statement means he's a jack-of-all-trades, doing everything.

One-Eyed Dragon raised an eyebrow, his opinion of the father and son rising even higher. With such boastful words, they were either braggarts or truly capable outsiders. He decided to probe further.

"Oh? May I ask, sir, how many ridges have you crossed, and how many rivers and fires have you weathered?"

"Turning over beams" means having been to a tomb several times. "Dividing water and fire" refers to skill or expertise. Asking all these things together means asking how many jobs you've done and what your real skills are.

Yan Que put his hands behind his back, raised his chin slightly, and looked inscrutable: "Seek the Dragon Tower, ascend the Treasure Hall."

The moment those six words were uttered, the one-eyed man's expression completely changed.

"Seeking the Dragon Pavilion" doesn't refer to finding any particular building, but rather to "finding the dragon's lair"—the skill of feng shui and geomancy to locate the direction of the dragon vein! This is the most advanced skill among tomb raiders, something that ordinary grave robbers would never understand.

As for ascending to the Treasure Hall, that's incredibly arrogant, referring to top-tier tombs of imperial mausoleums or those of princes and nobles!

A storm raged in the heart of the one-eyed man.

Could this middle-aged man in front of him, dressed in tattered clothes and looking no different from a beggar, be one of those legendary "masters" from the Northern or Southern schools? But that can't be right. Even if he had never dealt with them, he knew a little about them. This man in front of him was definitely not the one he was talking about.

"So you're a gentleman, my apologies for not recognizing you." The one-eyed man's attitude instantly became much more respectful. He stood up from the recliner and cupped his hands in greeting to Yan Que.

"Do you have your pot stand and appraiser here?" Yan Que didn't answer directly. He glanced at the few tattered items on the stall, his tone carrying a hint of disdain. "This thing I have is a bit hard. I'm afraid 'Chuo Tou' won't be able to catch it."

The "Zhi Guo" is the leader of the tomb-raiding gang, who makes the decisions on big deals. The "Zhang Yan" is the second-in-command, usually responsible for appraisal and technical support.

Being looked down upon by Yan Que didn't anger him at all. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of yellow teeth: "Sir, what are you saying? I, Wang One-Eyed, have been setting up my stall at the foot of Longhu Mountain for over ten years. What kind of high-quality goods haven't I seen? Just bring them out. If the goods are truly of high quality, the price will definitely satisfy you. If I really can't handle it, I'll introduce you to someone who can. Consider it making friends."

"Alright, you seem to be a straightforward person." Yan Que seemed to be persuaded by him. He squatted down, put the tattered bag on his back on the ground, and then peeled the package layer by layer like an onion.

Oilcloth, rags, newspapers... it was unraveled into seven or eight layers.

As the last layer of cloth, still covered in mud, was lifted, a cold, sinister aura instantly filled the air. The surrounding noise seemed to subside, and even the air temperature dropped several degrees.

A palm-sized piece of ancient jade, its surface a deep, dark green, lay quietly on a tattered cloth. Most strangely, at the center of the jade was a blood-red halo that flickered rhythmically, like a beating heart.

"hiss--"

The one-eyed man gasped, his remaining eye's pupil instantly shrinking to the size of a pinhead. He instinctively took half a step back and blurted out, "Blood Embryo Spirit-Locking Jade! Such heavy baleful energy! This thing... it's burning hot!"

Although he said it was too hot to handle, he couldn't hide the greedy glint in his eyes. This was a priceless treasure coveted by those in the evil cultivation world! Using this to cultivate evil arts or raise Gu worms could save at least several years of hard work!

One-Eyed Dragon was a seasoned veteran; after the initial shock, he quickly calmed down. He took out a pair of specially made leather gloves from his pocket and put them on, then took out a small magnifying glass and a silver needle, and carefully began to observe.

He first carefully examined the carving marks on the jade with a magnifying glass, then gently scraped the surface of the jade with a silver needle, and even put it under his nose to smell the strange smell of blood and evil spirits mixed together.

After a long while, he straightened up, his greed completely gone, replaced by the shrewdness of a businessman.

"Sir, this is a fine item, top-quality!" One-Eyed Dragon first flattered him, then changed the subject.

"But as you know, this thing came from an illegitimate source. Moreover, judging from the lingering malevolent energy emanating from this jade, it has clearly been 'nurtured' by someone. This indicates that it has an owner, and the original owner was quite powerful, definitely leaving some hidden tricks on this jade."

He pointed to the flickering red light: "If I take this, it's like taking over your troubles. It's like 'carrying a landmine,' the risk is too high. This deal won't be easy."

Yan Que sneered inwardly; this bastard was starting to haggle. But on his face, he feigned an eagerness to sell, frowning as he said, "Brother, let's not beat around the bush. My son and I just want to cash out and run away. We don't want to pry into where this stuff came from. Give us a fair price, and we'll sell if it's reasonable."

The one-eyed man stretched out one hand, spreading out five fingers.

"Five hundred thousand?" Yan Que feigned surprise.

"Sir, you must be joking." The one-eyed man shook his head and said slowly, "Five buckets of water. Cash, I'll pay you right now."

"Five buckets of water" is slang; each bucket of water costs 10,000 yuan. Five buckets of water, 50,000 yuan.

This Blood Embryo Locking Spirit Jade, if it were in the real evil cultivation circle, would probably fetch over 500,000, even a million. This one-eyed dragon slashed right at the ankle.

"Fifty thousand?!" Yan Que jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on. "Are you trying to fob me off? You know better than I do the value of this thing! Fifty thousand yuan! I'll just give it to you!"