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

In the woods beside the national highway,

Several demons from the Quanxing sect are currently experiencing an art called "despair".

They were bound hand and foot, planted in the soil like radishes, with only their bruised and swollen heads showing, their mouths stuffed with socks, their eyes darting around as they mumbled incoherently.

"Bury it deep, make sure the soil is solid."

Yan Sen squatted by the pit, holding a ruler like a supervisor, directing Feng Baobao to fill the pit with soil.

Feng Baobao wielded the shovel with extremely professional movements. Each shovelful of soil precisely filled the gaps, and she even patted the soil twice with the back of the shovel at the end. Anyone who frequently buries people knows this common sense, and Feng Baobao's level of skill would probably make even a professional civil engineer exclaim in admiration.

"Okay." Feng Baobao replied expressionlessly, and scooped up her shovel.

"Alright, that's enough." Yan Sen stood up and lightly stomped his right foot on the ground.

"Buzz—"

The Qi of the spleen and earth spread along the soles of the feet, and the originally soft backfill soil was instantly compacted by a heavy force, becoming even more solid than before it was dug.

Those Quanxing demons felt a tightness in their chests, as if they had been squeezed by the earth, making it difficult to even breathe, completely extinguishing their thoughts of struggling to escape.

Xu Si stood to the side, a cigarette dangling from his lips, watching the two "burial experts," one big and one small. His lips twitched. "I say," he said, "although these bastards deserve to die, aren't our methods a bit... you know? People who don't know better might think we've switched to running a full-service funeral service."

"I'm just respecting other people's hard work, otherwise the silly girl's pit would have been dug for nothing." Yan Sen patted the dust off his hands and gave his "good teammate" Feng Baobao a thumbs up. He also received a thumbs up from Feng Baobao in return. This is called providing emotional value to each other.

"Let's go, Uncle Gao should be here soon. Let's not wait for him, let's go straight to Phoenix Mountain."

The three turned and left, concealing their merits and fame.

When Gao Lian arrived at the scene in a great hurry with his large team, he only saw the wreckage of two cars burned to scrap metal, and a few neatly arranged "heads" standing by the roadside, their faces streaked with tears in the wind.

Gao Lian pushed up his glasses, looked at the ground so solid it could even trap an earthworm, remained silent for a long time, and finally stammered, "These three bastards... they really did a thorough job."

......

Phoenix Mountain, the night was as dark as ink.

This is a spur of Changbai Mountain. Although its mountain range is not as majestic as the main range, it still exudes a unique coldness and ruggedness characteristic of northern mountains.

Three figures were moving quickly through the mountains and forests.

Yan Sen walked at the front. Having followed Yan Que across mountains and valleys since childhood and refined his spleen soil, the mountains were like his own backyard to him.

With each step he took, the earth's energy would automatically lift his feet, shrinking the distance between them to an inch. He seemed to be walking leisurely, but in reality, he was as fast as a ghost.

Feng Baobao followed closely behind. This woman was a beast in human skin, never following the usual path. She leaped and bounded among tree trunks and rocks, her movements as nimble as a night owl, without disturbing a single fallen leaf.

The worst off was Xu Si.

"Huff... huff..."

Xu Si was panting heavily, his forehead covered in sweat.

Although he was also an extraordinary person with considerable skills, he was currently walking in the mountains and forests, not on a flat road.

In order to keep up with the speed of the two freaks ahead, he had to keep "human magnetism" active the whole time, using the magnetic field to attract rocks and trees for leverage, which consumed a lot of energy.

He looked at the two figures in front of him, who weren't even breathing heavily, and felt incredibly frustrated.

"Damn it, this isn't scientific..." Xu Si mentally ranted, "To put it bluntly, I'm one of the top guys in the North China region, how come I feel like a piece of trash compared to these two?"

"Hey, you blockhead!" Xu Si couldn't hold back any longer and called out softly, "What's so great about wandering around in this dark and windy deep forest? Are we here for some kind of wilderness survival training? You didn't bring me and the baby into the mountains just to exhaust this silly boy, did you?"

Yan Sen stopped and glanced back at him, his eyes filled with a kind of compassion for the mentally challenged.

"Brother Xu, you have a pretty accurate self-assessment. There is indeed a simpleton in front of me," Yan Sen pointed to the side, "but she is not."

Following Yan Sen's finger, Xu Si realized that Feng Baobao had stopped at some point.

She squatted on a seemingly ordinary open space, her hands supporting her knees, her large, clear eyes fixed on the ground, her brows slightly furrowed, as if she were solving an extremely difficult math problem.

"What did you see, silly girl?" Yan Sen walked over and asked softly.

"It's nothing specific..." Feng Baobao raised a hand, tracing circles on her temple with her index finger, seemingly trying to organize her thoughts. "It's just that there's a feeling that keeps swirling in my head. The Qi here... doesn't seem to blend with the Qi on this mountain."

She pointed to the roughly five-square-meter area in front of her: "It's like a few grains of sand falling into a pot of plain porridge. They don't look like much, but they make the whole pot of porridge taste wrong."

A strange light flashed in Yan Sen's eyes.

This woman... her intuition is frighteningly sharp.

In his vision of "Understanding the Qi of All Things," this area had indeed been tampered with. It was an extremely sophisticated method of "planting evil," using the surrounding mountains as cover to drive a very fierce evil energy into the earth's veins.

Unless you're an expert in feng shui, you absolutely wouldn't be able to tell even if you were lying on it.

But Feng Baobao, relying solely on her incredibly keen intuition, managed to pinpoint this ominous aura.

"How did you find out?" Yan Sen asked curiously.

"I feel it." Feng Baobao raised her head, her eyes as clear as a spring. "It makes me uncomfortable, and I want to dig it out."

Yan Sen: "..."

Okay, he was wrong.

He shouldn't have expected to get any accurate answers from these sisters.

"No, I mean..." Xu Si finally caught up, leaning against a tree to catch his breath, looking at the two of them with a bewildered expression. "Why do I feel like you two are in cahoots? I'm supposed to be in charge of assisting, you should at least include me, right? What's with this feeling of being excluded? Can't you be a little more considerate of my feelings?"

Xu Si now felt like a helpless husband watching his wife have an encrypted phone call with Old Wang next door, racking his brains but unable to figure out what they were talking about. He was completely bewildered.

Yan Sen turned around and couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xu Si's aggrieved look. He had thought that this "prince" from Huazhong was a cunning and clever man, but he didn't expect that he was just smart on the surface. Of course, he couldn't rule out the possibility that Xu Si was deliberately pretending to be stupid to test his methods.

However, since they still have to cooperate, a little trick, even if it gets exposed, won't be a big deal for him.

"Why are you acting like a complaining woman?" Having figured this out, Yan Sen shook his head. "Never mind, since Brother Xu is so eager to learn, I'll show you what I'm capable of."

"You and Silly Sister, come over here and stand in front of me," Yan Sen beckoned.

Although Xu Si had some doubts, he still put on a carefree and playful face, rubbing his hands together and eagerly moving closer.

Feng Baobao was even more obedient, immediately standing at attention, ramrod straight, just like a primary school student waiting for the teacher's inspection.

Yan Sen took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, the depths of his pupils were a dazzling blue-gold color.

"All things are seen together."

Yan Sen gave a low shout and stretched out his hands: "Close your eyes, then give me your hands."

Without any hesitation, Feng Baobao placed her slightly cold little hand into Yan Sen's hand.

Xu Si hesitated for a moment. In the martial world, it is a major taboo to allow someone else's Qi to directly contact one's body.

What if this kid has some bad intentions... or... he's discovered the baby's secret...?

"It's nothing." Feng Baobao said suddenly with her eyes closed, "There's no malice in the wood's energy. On the contrary, it gives me a very comfortable feeling, warm and cozy."

"If you don't trust me, you don't have to try." Yan Sen looked at Xu Si with a half-smile. "You were the one who insisted on seeing it, and now you're worried someone will harm you. Where did you come from, you stubborn little brat?"

His words were quite harsh, and he didn't give Xu Si much face.

"Hey, of course not!" Xu Siqian chuckled twice and quickly offered his hand. "My hands sweat a lot when I'm nervous. I was just afraid you'd look down on me, right? Come on, I'm entrusting my life to you!"

Yan Sen ignored his banter and instead grabbed the pulse points of both of them.

With a thought, the special Qi energy within their bodies, transformed by the "Shaking Dragon Scripture" and encompassing all things, flowed upwards along the small intestine meridian of their hands, powerfully yet gently rushing into their brains, and finally attaching itself to their optic nerves.

This is a new idea that Yan Sen came up with recently when he had nothing else to do – [All Things Under One Eye].

Simply put, it's about establishing a temporary regional network and, through his ability to connect all things with Qi, projecting images into the minds of teammates.

Although the effect is not as clear as the original and there is a time limit, it is enough to "open the eyes" of laymen.

"Alright, open your eyes," Yan Sen said calmly.

Xu Si and Feng Baobao opened their eyes at the same time.

The next second, Xu Si's mouth opened into an "O" shape, and the unlit cigarette fell directly to the ground.

"Holy crap..."

Xu Si felt his worldview had shattered.

The once dark and gloomy forest has disappeared.

Instead, a dazzling and bizarre new world has emerged!

The air was no longer empty, but filled with countless points of light like fireflies; the ground beneath our feet was no longer lifeless soil, but had energy flowing slowly like veins.

The trees in the distance emitted a faint bluish light, and the starry sky overhead cast wisps of silvery light.

"Colorful Qi..." Feng Baobao looked up at the dazzling world, and for the first time, an expression similar to "amazement" appeared on her blank face. "It's so bright and shiny, so beautiful."

Xu Si rubbed his eyes and pinched his thigh to make sure he wasn't dreaming.

"This...this is the world as you feng shui masters see it?" Xu Si's voice trembled slightly. "So amazing? You blockhead, tell me the truth, do you usually look at people without any clothes on?"

"Get lost! Your thoughts are filthy!" Yan Sen cursed irritably. "Stop staring at the scenery, get back to business!"

Yan Sen raised his hand and pointed to the open space where Feng Baobao had just been squatting.

"Now, look at this piece of land."

Xu Si looked in the direction of the finger.

It was alright when he couldn't see anything before, but now that he could see, the hairs on his body stood on end, and a nauseating feeling shot from his stomach straight to the top of his head.

In that radiant and colorful mountain forest, the plot of land, less than five square meters in size, did not flow with life like other places.

There, a thick, impenetrable blackish-purple mist lingered.

The mist was not still; it was like a living mass of rotting flesh, constantly writhing, contracting, and expanding. With each writhing, it forcibly extracted strands of golden "qi" from the surrounding earth veins, then devoured and polluted it, transforming it into black toxins, which were then injected back into the depths of the earth.

"This is the evil spirit." Yan Sen's voice was icy cold, devoid of any warmth. "It is also the source of the destruction of the feng shui of Phoenix Mountain."