At the top of Victoria Peak, below the viewing platform on the cliff.

Lin Dong and the old Taoist priest Qing Xuan in green robes had been exploring in the dark for more than ten minutes.

The trees and rocks under the thick darkness of night could not block Lin Dong's X-ray vision, but even if he could see something unusual under the rocks, he did not understand the mystery.

A strange wind suddenly blew up from below the cliff.

Qingxuan's Taoist robe fluttered in the wind, and the compass needle in her hand trembled wildly.

He bit his fingertip and drew a blood curse on the yellow talisman, then flicked it onto the rocks. The talisman burned to ashes the moment it touched the ground, a sign of disordered earth veins.

“The water level at Kan is unusual.” The old Taoist priest tossed out a string of five-emperor coins. “Mr. Lin, let’s move seven steps southeast.”

"good."

In Lin Dong's third eye vision, the mountain in front of him became transparent, and about five meters underground there was a square cave with nine bronze pillars, each about one meter long, arranged in a nine-square grid.

Each bronze pillar is engraved with complex trigrams.

"Interesting." Lin Dong stomped his foot, shaking open the rock layers. Gravel fell in, and suddenly a crack about half a person's width appeared in front of him.

Just as Qingxuan was about to stop her, she fell downwards along with the collapsing rocks.

During the descent, the old Taoist priest was astonished to see the trigrams on the nine bronze pillars underground rapidly rearranging themselves...

When the "Li" hexagram overlaps with the "Dui" hexagram, a phantom of the Wall Street Bull appears out of thin air, with two barely perceptible laser beams shooting from its horns, pointing directly towards Central, Hong Kong Island in the distance.

"This is... a hexagram from the *Lianshan Yi*, containing a 'Nine-Seven' feng shui killing formation?!"

Qingxuan fell with a thud onto a blue stone altar, the compass flying from her hand, but she continued to mutter to herself:

"Using the *Lianshan Yi* to orchestrate a deadly scheme? What a clever and insidious tactic!"

Lin Dong, who was falling, caught the compass in mid-air: "Daoist Master, are you alright?"

"It's alright, you won't die from the fall." Qingxuan took the compass and glanced at it in the dim light. "This isn't the key point of the formation. So... it's at the Zhen position!"

He calculated the location with his fingers, and his expression changed drastically: "The Kun position's life gate is locked, and blood light is faintly appearing in the Zhen palace. This is... being sensed by the true core of the formation!"

Before he could finish speaking, Lin Dong's expression suddenly changed.

In his clairvoyant vision, several dark red energy streams were seeping from the mountainside, and these energies converged into nine chains, which were wrapping around a certain spot on the mountainside.

"Taoist Master, this way."

Lin Dong grabbed Qingxuan and leaped off the blue stone altar, stepping on the cave wall and soaring onto the ground.

A small path had appeared out of nowhere in the bushes by the cliff.

The path was covered with bushes and thorns, with only a few inconspicuous spots revealing gray rocks.

Lin Dong grabbed the old Taoist's arm and leaped down.

Just as Qingxuan was about to warn him to be careful not to slip, she noticed that Lin Dong was precisely stepping on the protruding rocks with each step, and the way those rocks were arranged actually matched the positions of the Big Dipper.

When the two descended to a point seventy meters down the mountainside, a hidden natural cave appeared before them.

The entrance to the cave was covered in moss, but the edges were unusually smooth, clearly indicating that it was carved by human hands.

"Wait!" Qingxuan suddenly grabbed Lin Dong's sleeve. "There's a tomb guardian beast buried three feet from the cave entrance. Look at the bluish soil; it's a curse spell mixed with cinnabar."

Lin Dong looked closely and indeed found two stone animal heads among the weeds.

The beast's eyes were inlaid with obsidian, gleaming faintly in the night.

Even more bizarrely, the copper coin held in the mouth of the stone beast was engraved with the logo of the Federal Reserve.

"What a clever feng shui formation that blends Chinese and Western techniques!" Qingxuan exclaimed. "The person who set up this formation must be a master of feng shui and numerology!"

"But how can we break it?" Qingxuan pondered, seemingly hesitant.

"What's wrong, Taoist priest?" Lin Dong asked, puzzled.

"The key point of this formation is extremely mysterious. The person who set it up must have a deep understanding of the dragon vein of Hong Kong Island. According to feng shui divination, the key point of the formation on Victoria Peak belongs to the metal element."

Qingxuan frowned deeply:

"The five array points belong to the five elements, and only by finding the five element-breaking array beads can they be broken at the same time."

"Otherwise, if this array core is broken, the other four array cores will immediately sense it and an anomaly will inevitably occur."

"I understand. It means we can't force our way through now, and we mustn't alert them?"

Lin Dong relaxed his tense nerves and smiled:

"Actually, it's not a problem. Daoist, I have someone here who can help you with the Five Elements Formation-Breaking Bead you're looking for."

"Who is it?" Qingxuan asked curiously.

"You can ask the young lady of the Yamaguchi-gumi in Japan for help."

"The Yakuza? Another yakuza group?"

"What? You don't want to?"

"Well... actually... it's not impossible."

"That's good. By the way, I'm also setting up a bigger scheme. Let this feng shui killing formation be my wedding dress." Lin Dong couldn't help but chuckle at the old man.

"A bigger picture?" Qingxuan looked up at Lin Dong, her expression filled with surprise and uncertainty.

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September 12, 1996, cloudy with rain.

As night fell, a huge dark cloud covered most of the sky over Hong Kong Island.

The typhoon rains had just passed, and this was right in the rainy season.

Not far from Victoria Peak stands an imposing, off-white British-style building, which many people in Hong Kong know as the famous Government House.

In the Governor's House study, the soft orange light illuminates rows of bookshelves and oil paintings on the walls.

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