Upon hearing that Cai Jing was a feng shui master, District Chief Guan finally came up with an excuse.
He said with a smile, "Dr. Zhong, we archaeologists all uphold science, so we must not go astray. Don't trust any monsters or demons."
Zhong Yuan rolled his eyes inwardly, looking at the portly District Chief Guan. He really disliked dealing with this kind of person because they would pretend to know things they didn't, and then come up with a theory to lecture them.
During his previous excavations, some artifacts that could have been preserved were damaged because of the misguided guidance and misleading instructions from these people who didn't know anything.
So he didn't have a good impression of these things either.
"There's no need for District Chief Guan to worry about that. Feng shui is a traditional secret of our country, especially closely related to burial. It's not about demons and monsters; it's the essence of our traditional culture."
The district chief snorted in disapproval.
"Dr. Zhong, what kind of society are we living in now? You're a doctor, how can you say such things? Archaeology is a science, meant to dispel superstition, but by inviting this feng shui master here, you're actually encouraging superstition. This is going against the natural order, do you understand?"
The district chief was quick to label people without warning, and his verbal skills far surpassed Zhong Yuan's, leaving Zhong Yuan momentarily speechless.
At this moment, Cai Jing, who was standing next to him, spoke up.
He smiled and then looked at District Chief Guan. "District Chief Guan, I don't quite agree with your statement. Feng shui is a treasure of our traditional culture. For thousands of years, our ancestors have continuously refined it. Whether it's ancestral graves, residences, choosing auspicious dates, or starting construction, this knowledge is essential. How can it be considered superstition?"
The district chief snorted coldly.
"How can this not be superstition? Boiling talisman water and making people drink incense ash are things you people do, aren't they? How many lives have you killed by doing this? What is this if not superstition? Is it science? If everyone believed you, and went to Taoist temples to pray for blessings and protection when they were sick instead of going to the hospital, would we still have this new society today?"
"Does District Chief Guan mean he doesn't believe in feng shui at all?"
Cai Jing asked.
The district chief sneered; "Of course I don't believe in such monsters and demons."
Cai Jing laughed; "Since District Chief Guan doesn't believe me, how about I show him what I've got?"
The district chief laughed heartily, and his companions also laughed.
"What? Are you trying to tell my fortune, or are you trying to perform a ritual to scare me?"
Cai Jing shook his head.
"No, that's not it. Since District Chief Guan thinks I'm no help to archaeology, then I have to prove it. I'll point out a few locations for everyone to dig. If they find something, then it will prove that I'm still useful."
The district chief also gave a cold laugh.
"Alright! Then order it now. We're all here watching. I want to see how you try to fool these archaeologists with your tricks!"
Cai Jing nodded, and then told everyone to follow him outside.
They arrived at a grassy area. Cai Jing looked around and, a few minutes later, casually planted a small flag in three different spots.
“Dig down from here to these three places, about eight or nine feet deep.”
After receiving instructions from Cai Jing, the archaeologists began digging at the locations he had chosen. With the help of modern excavation tools, they quickly dug three large pits.
The district chief had originally wanted to see a joke, but when the archaeologists started screaming, he couldn't laugh anymore.
Sure enough, three ancient tombs were unearthed at those three locations, and Zhong Yuan's face was filled with surprise and delight.
The district chief and his entourage were dumbfounded.
Mo Xiaohao leaned closer to Cai Jing and whispered with a smile, "Master, this corrupt official has no idea how powerful you are. Let's see how he makes a fool of himself now!"
Cai Jing chuckled. "Ancient tombs were all located according to feng shui principles. The entire Lijing Park is a feng shui treasure land. Not to mention me, any novice feng shui master could point it out by randomly pointing. He wanted to test me? Haha, how laughable."
...
Linglong Club in the East District.
In Hu Ling's office, Chen Zhe knew that Hu Ling had sent a feng shui master to help him, but he never expected that this person would be Cai Jing, the same Cai Jing who had previously helped Wei Ming deal with him. That person was also Hu Ling's man. A cold sweat broke out on his back. This woman was too unfathomable.
Hu Ling mentioned this before.
[It wouldn't be difficult to halt the development of Lijing Park; for example, discovering an ancient tomb complex within the park would solve the problem, wouldn't it?]
Hu Ling should have known about the ancient tomb complex in Lijing Park long ago. She had guided Chen Zhe to make various decisions step by step, all to lead him to this place.
Chen Zhe had previously thought that he had come up with all of this himself, but now it seems that Hu Ling had planned it all out. This woman seems to know even what he is thinking, which is really terrifying.
"Sister Hu, may I ask you a question?"
"You want to ask about Cai Jing, right?"
Chen Zhe nodded.
"Since he's on our side, why did he help Wei Ming in the first place?"
Hu Ling smiled; "Why can't I help him?"
"This...this is contradictory, isn't it? Because I'm also on your side..."
Before he could finish speaking, Chen Zhe suddenly understood.
His pupils dilated slightly as he looked at Hu Ling's meaningful smile.
This woman had been betting on both sides for a long time. On the surface, she was helping herself, but in reality, she also wanted to control Wei Ming.
If she hadn't passed this test and had been defeated by Wei Ming, then she could have easily controlled Wei Ming through Cai Jing, so she simply couldn't have lost.
Chen Zhe was stunned.
He slowly pulled out a cigarette, lit it, looked at him, and blew a puff of smoke into his face.
"Have you figured it out?"
Chen Zhe nodded. Although he couldn't accept that he was just a pawn, that was the situation. He had to accept it, and until he was sure he could bring Hu Ling down, all he could do was obey and follow orders.
"Back then, I had high hopes for you and Wei Ming, so I spent some time nurturing you. I'm quite satisfied with your growth now. I hope you won't hold any personal grudges against Cai Jing. If you want to achieve great things, put aside your personal prejudices and make use of everything that can be of your help. By the way, let me tell you something else: the feng shui of our Linglong Club was all handled by Cai Jing. That old man has talent in this area, and I can use him in many ways. If one day you want to take action against him, there must be a prerequisite: you must be able to find someone who can completely replace him. Do you understand?"
Chen Zhe nodded, and a smiling, innocent face suddenly flashed through his mind. Back in the East District, he had several times felt the urge to go to Qingyun Mountain to see Xie Yuhan.
He desperately wanted to know how Xie Yuhan was doing, but he held back. Now that he was in the shadows, he had become a complicated person, and he felt ashamed to stand in front of Xie Yuhan.
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