Chapter 29 looks exactly like something a con artist would use.

The man who nearly lost his life under the shovel was named Su Zhengguo.

He took a deep breath, suppressing his racing heartbeat and the dizziness of surviving the ordeal.

"Everyone, stop work immediately!"

Su Zhengguo's voice was calm and powerful, instantly silencing the chaos and whispers at the scene: "Take Li Laosi to the hospital for treatment."

The workers, feeling as if they had been granted a pardon, hurriedly carried away the unconscious Li Laosi and quickly evacuated the backyard.

Su Zhengguo then turned around and his gaze fell on Shen Yuepo.

The girl in front of him was wearing a faded gray-blue Taoist robe, with a cold and aloof expression. She looked to be only a few years older than his daughter, Su Yan.

But those eyes were clear and transparent, as if they could see through everything.

Her methods just now left an extremely deep impression on him.

He did not look down on the other person because of their age in the slightest.

On the contrary, the detached temperament and methods displayed by Shen Yuepo made him instinctively realize that this was no ordinary person.

Su Zhengguo's voice was calm and composed, carrying the air of someone who had long been involved in officialdom. "Young master, thank you so much for your help earlier. Please, may I have a word with you in private?"

Shen Yuepo nodded slightly, said nothing, and followed Su Zhengguo through the corridor to the front hall of the neighboring house.

Su Yan followed behind, still shaken, her eyes filled with mixed emotions as she looked at Shen Yuepo.

The interior is furnished in a simple and elegant style, with the aroma of tea wafting through the air.

The man personally poured her a cup of tea and pushed it in front of her: "My surname is Su, and I work in the provincial government."

He paused, his brow furrowing slightly. "I just heard the young master mention the Ten Thousand Burial Pit. Could you... perhaps tell me more about it?"

Shen Yuepo took the teacup, his fingertips lightly tracing the rim, and a ripple inexplicably appeared on the surface of the tea.

"The Ten Thousand Burial Pit, as the name suggests, is a place where ten thousand people are buried." Her voice was calm, but a chill suddenly ran down one's spine.

"This place has accumulated yin energy for a hundred years, and resentful spirits have gathered here. If you forcibly break through the soil, you will suffer from illness and injury at best, and your family will be destroyed and your life will be lost at worst. If you live on it for a long time, you will be corroded by the yin energy, suffer from all kinds of diseases, and die a peaceful death."

Su Zhengguo's face grew paler and paler as he listened, and cold sweat poured down his back.

He recalled that his father's health had been inexplicably declining recently, and the doctors couldn't find a specific cause. Could it be related to this?

Su Yan was so frightened that she covered her mouth.

Su Zhengguo remained silent for a long time before finally speaking: "This house was originally the ancestral property of the Su family. We originally planned to renovate it and bring my father here to live out his retirement..."

He gave a wry smile. "I never expected it to turn out this way. Little Master, is there any way to resolve this?"

Shen Yuepo looked up at him and said, "Yes, but the price will be high."

He suddenly stood up and bowed deeply to Shen Yuepo, his posture extremely earnest:

"No matter what the young master's request is, or how much the reward is, I, Su Zhengguo, will never refuse. As long as it is within my ability, I will definitely satisfy him!"

Money is not a problem for him; he has accumulated a considerable fortune over the decades.

Shen Yuepo shook his head. "Money is nothing but an external thing to me. If you are truly grateful, why not voluntarily give me a wisp of golden light of merit from your body?"

The person before me was a virtuous and upright official who helped the world in both his past and present lives, and his body was surrounded by the dazzling golden light of his merits.

If she can receive the blessing of this pure and virtuous thought, it will benefit her spiritual practice.

Su Zhengguo was taken aback upon hearing this, and his brows furrowed slightly: "Golden light of merit?"

Su Zhengguo was silent for a moment, then suddenly burst into laughter: "Fine, as long as the family is at peace, what does it matter if you take everything, let alone a single thread!"

His laughter was hearty, without the slightest hesitation.

Shen Yuepo's eyes flickered slightly.

It's no wonder that such a magnanimous person accumulates great merit.

Shen Yuepo put down his teacup: "It can be resolved. But it won't be easy."

Her voice was calm. "We need to first seal off the evil spirits, then perform a ritual to help the deceased pass on, and finally change the feng shui of this place before there is any hope of survival. The process is dangerous, time-consuming, and exhausting."

"It's alright, I'll follow Master's instructions. Just tell me what needs to be prepared." Su Zhengguo's eyes shone with hope as he spoke decisively.

"Okay." Shen Yuepo didn't waste any words and directly listed what he needed:

"Prepare immediately: two catties of top-quality cinnabar; also, find two roosters over three years old and collect their comb blood. Additionally, prepare a live sheep and a whole chicken and send them here..."

"Okay, I'll have someone take care of it right away."

Su Yan couldn't help but glance at Chen Yuepo. These things looked exactly like what a charlatan would use...

"Little Master..." Su Zhengguo wanted to ask for more details.

"I will come in the afternoon two days from now."

Shen Yuepo stood up, said no more, and left the Su family's front hall. His figure quickly disappeared outside the door.

With Shen Yuepo gone, the tense and oppressive atmosphere eased slightly.

Looking at her father's solemn face, and recalling the terrifying pit in the backyard and the horrific scene described by Shen Yuepo, Su Yan was filled with fear and unease.

She subconsciously touched her phone in her pocket, and an idea popped into her head.

She quietly slipped into the kitchen, took out her phone, and found a rarely dialed encrypted number.

The call was answered quickly, and a deep, strong male voice came from the other end: "Yan'er? What's wrong?"

"elder brother!"

Su Yan's voice was filled with lingering fear, "Something terrible has happened at home!"

She lowered her voice and quickly recounted what had happened that day.

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, then Su Zheng's voice was reassuring:

"Yan'er, don't be afraid. Protect yourself and stay away from that pit. Tell Dad I'll ask for leave and come back right away."

"Yes! Brother, come back soon!" Su Yan felt much more at ease when she heard that her brother was coming back.

After hanging up the phone, Su Zheng sat in the barracks of the special forces brigade, his brows furrowed.

A mass grave? Filled with malevolent energy?

The situation was far beyond his comprehension, but it also made him keenly aware of the danger.

He immediately stood up, grabbed his coat, and strode towards the captain's office.

In any case, he had to go back in person.