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

Feng Baobao's ordeal was more exhausting for Xu Si than fighting someone; it was mentally exhausting.

Just now, Feng Baobao pulled Yan Sen aside to explain the "mystery of her origins," which startled Xu Si so much that he almost knelt down before this old lady on the spot.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly and made a phone call to his elderly father, who was already asleep at home in the North China region.

The powerful roar from Mr. Xu Xiang on the other end of the phone was so loud that you could feel his spittle spraying onto your face even through the receiver.

After Feng Baobao answered the phone, she made a few "uh-huh" sounds, and her initial enthusiasm for "being honest and open" instantly deflated. She then obediently squatted by the roadside and started drawing circles.

The crisis was over, but Xu Si's back was soaked with sweat.

Over the next few hours, the trio worked like diligent bees, removing several key points of malevolent energy around Phoenix Mountain under Yan Sen's command.

This task is no easier than the magic duel we just had.

The malevolent energy planted by the Japanese was extremely cunning; some was hidden at the bottom of deep pools, and some was embedded in the roots of ancient trees. It not only required the use of Qi to cleanse it, but also had to be combined with specific times and directions.

Yan Sen was doing well; thanks to the shifting earth's energy, he became more and more energetic as he worked. Feng Baobao was an oddball; she never seemed to tire.

The worst off was Xu Si. He had to do manual labor, move stones, be constantly vigilant about his surroundings, and guard against the baby suddenly "having an attack." He was like a sugarcane pulp that had been squeezed dry.

Finally, before the first light of dawn appeared in the east, the last node was cleared away.

The three of them went down the mountain and squatted by the milestone on the national highway, waiting for the company car to pick them up.

Xu Si pulled out the flattened pack of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one with trembling hands, took a deep drag, and felt half his soul return. He rubbed his aching shoulders and turned to look at Yan Sen, who was picking dirt from under his fingernails with a blade of grass.

"I'm exhausted." Xu Si exhaled a smoke ring, his voice hoarse. "Is that all? You blockhead, huh?"

"Hmm, more or less." Yan Sen blew on the soil he had picked out and nodded in reply. "The layout of this mountain has been broken. The earth's energy has begun to flow back, and the evil energy planted by the Japanese has been completely eradicated."

Upon hearing this, Xu Si, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, felt a surge of relief return.

His neck, like a bearing without lubrication, made a "crackling" sound. He stiffly turned his head and pointed to the distant, continuous Changbai Mountain range, which resembled a giant dragon lurking in the night.

"This one? Hmm? What do you mean?" Xu Si's eye twitched. "You mean... we have to go to every single mountain behind this?"

This is the Changbai Mountain range! There are thousands upon thousands of peaks, big and small. If every single one of them were climbed like this, Xu Si would work himself to death here and still not be able to finish!

Yan Sen couldn't help but laugh when he saw Xu Si's grief-stricken expression.

"What are you thinking, Brother Xu?" Yan Sen shook his head, looking at him with a look of pity for someone with intellectual disabilities. "Our opponents are the Japanese, not idiots. Formation also requires 'using minimal force to achieve maximum effect,' he will only tamper with the key energy points of the earth's veins."

Yan Sen drew a winding line on the ground with a ruler: "If every mountain had this level of evil energy nodes, the Japanese would have a workload comparable to building the Great Wall. Why would we need them? They'd be exhausted. There are only three or five nodes of this level in the entire Changbai Mountains."

"Oh...that's good, that's good." Xu Si patted his chest, feeling like he had come back to life.

Just then, Feng Baobao, who had been squatting to the side in a daze, suddenly spoke up.

"Dog Boy just bastard, you're such a blockhead when it comes to this." Feng Baobao didn't care that the ground was dirty, she plopped down on the pile of rubble, pointed a finger at Yan Sen, and said to Xu Si with a serious face, "Wherever he goes, that's where we go, don't talk nonsense."

Xu Si's cigarette trembled, and a spark fell onto the back of his hand, burning him and making him shudder.

"Hiss—! Baby, did you tattle?!" Xu Si's eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief.

It’s over.

obsolete.

During that phone call, my father must have given Bao Bao a lot of instructions. Given Bao Bao's honest nature, he probably blurted out all his little schemes—testing Yan Sen and even thinking about taking action—all of which he had just revealed.

Xu Si felt phantom pain starting in his buttocks. He figured he was in for a beating when he got home.

Yan Sen felt incredibly pleased to see Xu Si looking so humiliated.

"Sister Baobao, I was wrong." Yan Sen turned around, gave Feng Baobao a thumbs up, and said sincerely, "I shouldn't have called you silly big sister. You're actually quite smart sometimes. Really, you're the epitome of wise fool. Let's make a deal. If Grandpa Xu beats him up, could you do me a favor and record it? I'll keep it to watch while I eat."

"Okay." Feng Baobao gave an OK sign, her eyes clear. "Lao Si always says I'm silly, but I'm not silly at all. Most of the time I'm incredibly shrewd."

"Hey! Baby! We're in cahoots!" Xu Si was furious, his liver throbbing with rage as he watched the two of them working together. "How could you team up with him to bully me? Is there no justice in this world? Is there no law?"

“Ding Di—”

In the distance, two blinding headlights pierced the pre-dawn darkness. A slightly worn Iveco Jinbei van, with its low-beam headlights on, honked its horn twice and drove up, kicking up a cloud of dust.

The car door opened, and two burly men in NaDuTong uniforms jumped out of the driver's seat and passenger seat.

"Mr. Xu, Madam, Mr. Yan." The lead driver checked the three men's identities, saluted, and said, "Boss Gao sent us to pick you up. Thank you for your hard work!"

"It's not hard work, it's just my bad luck." Xu Si stubbed out his cigarette, got into the car, and slumped in the seat, not wanting to move.

Yan Sen and Feng Baobao also got into the car. The car started and sped off towards downtown Harbin.

……

By the time I returned to the Northeast regional headquarters of NaDuTong, it was already dawn.

After a night of this, even someone made of iron would be exhausted. But Yan Sen was in exceptionally good spirits, probably because he had just absorbed a large amount of malevolent energy, his lungs were full of metal energy, and he was in a state of high excitement.

The group boarded the freight elevator that seemed to lead to the Earth's core and went straight down to the fifteenth basement level.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he was stopped by Gao Lian's secretary.

"Gentlemen, Mr. Gao is currently in the interrogation room 'appeasing' the Quanxing members he brought back. It's a bit... um, he's busy." The secretary's smile was somewhat forced, clearly indicating that the "appeasement" process wasn't going smoothly. "Please wait a moment in the small conference room."

Yan Sen nodded and, as if familiar with the place, pushed open the door to the previous conference room.

Xu Si plopped down in a chair, pulled out the bag of cigarettes that was already crushed beyond recognition from his pocket, thought for a moment, and then stuffed it back in. This was a conference room with a smoke detector; he didn't want to get soaked.

"Speaking of which, you blockhead," Xu Si said, turning to Yan Sen, who was resting with his eyes closed, "I haven't even asked you yet, is that Japanese soldier who was trading blows with you from afar dead?"

Xu Si's eyes held a hint of inquiry: "If he dies, you have to let me know. I'll report it as 'accidental killing during a magical duel' in the report I submit. It's a bit more complicated in terms of procedure, but it's better than him just disappearing without a trace."

Nadutong is a state-owned enterprise, so it follows certain procedures. Murder is permissible, but there must be a legitimate reason, and there must be a body or evidence.

Yan Sen slowly opened his eyes, a playful smile playing on his lips.

"He's not dead." Yan Sen shook his head. "Even I couldn't kill such a skilled colleague from that distance."

He stretched out his right hand and made a grasping motion in the air, as if he were holding something in his hand.

"He's half-dead, isn't he? I'll probably have to torture his meridians for a while, and he probably won't be able to use those insidious curse techniques anymore," Yan Sen sneered. "Even if he could, the power would be no different from farting."

Crippled persons are more ruthless than murderers.

For an Onmyoji who relies on magic for their livelihood, enduring the pain of reversed meridian flow is secondary; the key issue is that the magic they have painstakingly cultivated has been destroyed. What difference is there between this and the sky falling?

Xu Si nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in his eyes: "That's good. Try to keep this person alive, or at least incapacitate him. After all, foreign forces are involved. If we kill him outright, it'll cause a lot of trouble with the diplomatic authorities."

The two were chatting casually when the conference room door was suddenly pushed open.

"Haha! Sorry to keep you all waiting!"

Gao Lian strode in. He was still wearing the same work clothes, but the cuffs were rolled up, revealing a few drops of blood still wet on his forearms. His glasses, however, were sparkling clean, and he looked pleased, clearly indicating that his "appeasement" efforts had been effective.

"You three have worked so hard so late at night." Gao Lian walked to the head seat and sat down. Without further ado, he said, "I've already had someone make arrangements. Once this mission is completely over, I, Gao Lian, will personally pay for two tables! Let's go have some authentic Northeastern cuisine and treat ourselves!"

"Uncle Gao, you're too kind. It's my pleasure," Yan Sen said with a smile, waving his hand.

Xu Si waved his hand, "Forget about the meal, but could you reimburse me for some compensation for emotional distress?"

Feng Baobao, however, looked left at Yan Sen and right at Xu Si. Seeing that neither of them reacted, she couldn't help but swallow hard, her big eyes fixed on Gao Lian.

"Old man, I'll go, I'll go!" Feng Baobao raised her hand, looking very serious. "I want to eat goose, and I also want to eat sweet and sour pork."

Gao Lian was stunned for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Alright, alright! Come on, come on! There's plenty!"

After laughing, Gao Lian's expression gradually turned serious. He pulled out a stack of still-warm interrogation records from his pocket and threw them on the table.

"Tell me, Uncle Gao," Xu Si leaned forward, his eyes sharpening, and asked first, "Why aren't these Quanxing people staying in Central China? What are they doing here in this freezing Northeast?"

Gao Lian pushed up his glasses and tapped his fingers on the interrogation record, making a dull sound.

"The situation is more complicated and disgusting than we anticipated."

Gao Lian said in a deep voice, "Those four people we just brought back... Hey, look at my brain, I only have three and a half left now. According to their confessions, it's not just their group that has flowed into the Northeast. At least thirty members of the Quanxing Society have received an anonymous check in the last half month."

"More than thirty?!" Xu Si gasped.

Although the Quanxing sect has many members, most of them are scattered and disorganized. To be able to mobilize more than thirty members of the Quanxing sect at once is quite a feat.

"How much?" Yan Sen asked, getting to the heart of the matter.

"Two hundred thousand." Gao Lian held up two fingers. "Two hundred thousand per person. This is just a deposit. There will be another two hundred thousand after the deal is done."

"These bastards, their net worth has skyrocketed so fast?" Xu Si cursed. "So what's the other party planning to do with the money? Assassinate you?"

"No." Gao Lian shook his head, his face terribly grim. "The anonymous benefactor's request was very simple, even... strange."

"He sent this group of Quanxing members to commit crimes in various cities and villages in Northeast China with money."

Gao Lian pointed to several points on the map: "We don't care about the form. Whether it's murder, arson, vandalism, or even bombing a few substations or burning a few forests... as long as it creates chaos and makes the people of this land panic, it's all acceptable."

"Creating chaos?" Xu Si frowned. "Isn't this what the Quanxing sect is good at? But what's the point? Just for fun?"

"It's not just for fun."

Yan Sen, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke. The celestial ruler he was twirling abruptly stopped, and a cold glint flashed in his clear black and white eyes.

"For feng shui masters, chaos... is the best nourishment."

Yan Sen stood up, walked to the huge map of Northeast China, and traced lines on it with his finger.

"The fortune of the land is the fortune of the people, and the energy of the land is the energy of the people. If a place is peaceful and prosperous, then the energy of the land is stable, like a solid iron plate, and it is difficult for external forces to shake it."

"But if the people in this place are filled with fear, anger, and resentment..." Yan Sen turned around and looked at Gao Lian and Xu Si, "then the 'Qi' of this land will fluctuate, become fragile, and may even develop cracks."

"A petty trick to weaken one's luck, with a clear and vicious entry point." Yan Sen sneered. "This anonymous person should be the man who fought with me earlier. He wants to heat up this 'iron plate' under his feet first, soften it, and then strike with his hammer."

Yan Sen pointed his finger at the location of Tianchi Lake in Changbai Mountain on the map.

"He intends to use these Quanxing demons to completely muddy the waters of Northeast China, so that his 'Heaven-Stealing and Sun-Changing' grand formation can be completed..."

"Success in one fell swoop!"