Chapter 005: Dealing with Wandering Souls

"Feng Shui is simple at the same time as it is complex."

Under Zhou Ming's curious gaze, Zhang Moyu began to unveil the mystery of Feng Shui.

"To put it simply, a place that makes people feel comfortable has good feng shui. When people live comfortably, they feel good, and when they feel good, everything goes well. Even if things don't go well, they can maintain an optimistic attitude and actively overcome difficulties..."

Zhang Moyu's words were too casual, and Zhou Ming's mouth twitched when he heard them. He had only one thought in his mind.

What kind of nonsense is this? It's a scam, right?

Do you still remember why I asked you to come here?

This is not metaphysical at all!!!

"There's no benefit in lying to you. Believe it or not."

Zhang Moyu could tell what he was thinking at a glance and spoke calmly.

"Take your villa for example, you said it is nestled against the mountains and surrounded by water, and has good feng shui.

But the mountains behind were not high, and the trees were sparse and imposing. Although the water in front was flowing, it was turbid and had a slight odor due to some problems upstream, and there were no fish, shrimp or aquatic plants.

In this situation, if you consult a Feng Shui master, he will tell you that the mountains behind you are low and the forests are sparse, which means you have no support, and the water ahead is turbid and there are no fish, so the road ahead will be bumpy."

When Zhou Ming heard his words, he thought of the artificial saplings planted on the hill behind him, just last year. Sometimes the wind from behind would bring a bit of dust that blinded his eyes. He also thought of the paper mill upstream of the river ahead that was scheduled for demolition this year, and he fell into deep thought...

He felt that what Zhang Moyu said seemed to make some sense.

"There are also tall trees on both sides of the villa. Although they are ordinary trees and are not affected by yin and yang energy, they are quite old and have lush crowns. Planted here to protect the villa on both sides, they look beautiful but block the sunlight, preventing the villa from seeing the sunrise and sunset.

Simply put, it blocks sunlight, making those nooks and crannies a breeding ground for snakes, rats, mosquitoes, and insects. If not cleaned regularly, the accumulation of fallen leaves will produce mild miasma, but if the ventilation is poor, the miasma will accumulate over the years and affect people's health.

Feng shui masters say this means hiding evil and allowing evil spirits to invade your soul."

Zhou Ming always felt that what he said was a little strange, as if...

It’s too scientific, he can’t accept it for the time being?

"What about the ghost you mentioned earlier?"

"Ghosts actually die when exposed to sunlight. They are very weak and of course they like places without sunlight.

If you have time, get more sun. People who get more sun have more yang energy and are less likely to see ghosts. The same goes for buildings."

Zhang Moyu said this as a matter of course, and Zhou Ming's eyes turned unfriendly as he looked at the trees on both sides.

Zhou Ming went to open the door of the villa. Zhang Moyu, who followed behind him, looked at the house number 44 written on the doorplate without showing any expression.

In fact, his words were half true and half false, and were passed down within the Zhang family specifically to deal with ordinary people.

As the leading family of sorcerers from the pre-Qin period, maintaining the balance of yin and yang in the world was their enduring responsibility. As long as it didn't endanger the family's safety and interests, they were very considerate of ordinary people. At the very least, compared to the harsh tactics of other purgers, they were willing to protect the worldview of ordinary people.

"The yin energy in the room is not strong. It should be a wandering soul, not yet white."

Zhang Moyu felt the negative energy in the room and felt that the evil spirits nowadays were much more rubbish than those in their era.

He didn't need any other means to subdue this little creature whose cultivation level had barely reached the level of a wandering soul. He didn't even need to activate his bloodline pressure. He could subdue it with his bare hands.

"This doesn't sound high-level, so it should be easy to handle."

As Zhou Ming asked, he poured a glass of water and handed it to Zhang Moyu, motioning him to sit down and talk first.

“It’s very simple.”

At least it was much simpler to deal with than he had imagined. Zhang Moyu didn't want to waste time, so he put the cup of water on the table and went upstairs to pull the thing down and deal with it.

At this time, the door behind him opened again, and a middle-aged woman with a haggard face came in.

When the woman first saw that there was a stranger in the room besides her husband, she stood at the entrance in surprise for a moment, then realized that this might be the master her husband had invited from outside, so she hurried over to say hello.

"Um... hello, you are the one my husband asked to handle those things, right?"

Zhang Moyu stopped and nodded to her. The woman then forced a smile and asked him to sit down. She also enthusiastically asked him if he had eaten dinner and if he wanted a guest room.

It can be seen that if she hadn't encountered these strange troubles, she would have been a very optimistic and talkative woman.

"Sure, thank you for your help. I'll take care of things first. It will be quick."

He never likes procrastination and always tries to resolve any troubles as soon as possible, so he went straight upstairs after he finished speaking.

The boots stepped on the wooden stairs, the steps were not slow, but there was no sound between them.

Seeing that he didn't give any additional instructions, Zhou Ming and his wife were afraid that if they followed him rashly, it would ruin his plans, so they stood there and watched him go upstairs.

After going upstairs, Zhang Moyu had a clear purpose. He went directly to the master bedroom and pushed open the door of the built-in bathroom in the bedroom.

This is the place with the most yin energy in the entire villa, and it is also where the wandering soul is.

Zhang Moyu was not surprised at all to find the wandering soul cowering and hiding behind the toilet in the bathroom.

Wandering spirits are beings without reason, acting only on instinct. They are merely aggregates of Yin energy, not even ghosts. Ordinary people cannot see wandering spirits, but those with a lot of spiritual energy or Yin energy can.

This wandering soul looked very ugly, like a half-rotten old homeless man. Zhang Moyu frowned with a little disgust.

He stretched out a hand, picked up the trembling soul with fear and went downstairs, then threw it directly onto the living room floor.

Zhou Ming and his wife watched him as he seemed to be carrying something invisible down, and then he made a throwing gesture.

Feeling a sudden chill, the couple's faces suddenly turned grim. They snuggled together and moved away from the direction where Zhang Moyu threw the things.

"Do you want to inspect the goods?"

Zhang Moyu asked with seemingly good intentions, but in fact, he was thinking that this place was more suitable for a cemetery. If another wandering soul came in the future, he didn't want the couple to think he was a liar.

Zhou Ming hesitated for a moment, looked at his wife who was shrinking in his arms, and finally shook his head.

"No need to look at it, I trust Mr. Zhang. Besides, seeing a ghost is not a good thing. Mr. Zhang, just deal with it."

Zhang Moyu looked at Zhou Ming in surprise. This man had said before that he didn't really trust him. He thought Zhou Ming would want to see it with his own eyes.

Feeling Zhang Moyu's strange gaze, Zhou Ming spoke the truth directly and expressed his thoughts.

"The haunting I mentioned earlier happens every night, and I can clearly feel that thing is getting more and more aggressive.

Mr. Zhang is staying here for one night today. If nothing happens, then the matter will be resolved and the money will be directly transferred to his card."

Zhang Moyu understood and turned his attention back to the wandering soul. He put his left hand into his coat pocket and took out a small plastic bottle filled with red liquid. He unscrewed the cap and poured the liquid onto the curled-up wandering soul.