Chapter 3: Genuine, the Metaphysical Ancestor Feng Zhibai
The compass has a wide range of uses, and different factions have different ways of using it. To be honest, it is a very complicated subject and difficult to fully understand.
Looking at the needle in the compass pool, Feng Zhibai raised his head and looked towards the west, which happened to be right above the Dali Group!
And the blood-red clouds covering the sky were floating from the west.
Feng Zhibai shook his head, a frost on his face. Without turning around, he asked directly, "Is this to the west of Qingshantou?"
When Yuan Haonan heard Feng Zhibai ask if going west was Qingshantou, his heart skipped a beat and he subconsciously replied, "Yes."
"That's not good, that's not good."
Feng Zhibai let out a long sigh, his face gloomy.
It seems that something really happened in Qingshantou, and there is indeed some connection between Dali Group and myself.
It’s a coincidence that I came here today.
"Are you crazy? You actually have some skills?"
Old Mi was shocked by her move. After he came to his senses, he excitedly came to Feng Zhibai.
Just these two moves! Who wouldn't be confused after seeing this! It's enough to fool Jin Feng!
Feng Zhibai put the compass back in his pocket and said with a smirk, "Xiaomi, you're old, so don't make such a fuss. I'm very capable, just wait and see."
Swinging her wide sleeves, she raised an eyebrow at Yuan Haonan, who had a grim expression on his face: "What are you looking at, little girl? Hurry up and lead the way."
Being called a little girl by a dirty underage kid, Yuan Haonan couldn't contain his inner anger and his tone became much colder: "Just saying a few words and waving a fake compass around doesn't mean you have any ability. You can be arrogant now, but you may not be so arrogant later."
“True gold fears no firewood. I do things uprightly and walk straight, so I am not afraid of those who have ulterior motives.”
With his hands folded in his pockets, Feng Zhibai's eyes accidentally fell on Yuan Haonan's feet.
Her legs are weak and her body is frail. Could it be that she is not feeling well?
His eyes moved up to her lower back.
Her waist is not swaying and her belly is leaning forward slightly, as if she is pregnant.
"Hmm?" She hummed in doubt, raised her hand and waved it in front of her eyes, and then she saw a layer of hazy white mist lingering around Yuan Haonan's body.
When a mother is pregnant, her body will be covered with a layer of air. The hazy feeling is at the beginning of pregnancy, and when the white mist covers the whole body, the fetus is taking shape.
The aura of pregnancy will change with different stages and situations. When the mist glows with golden light, the fetus will be born.
The mist on Yuan Haonan's body was hazily spreading around him, which was the beginning of her pregnancy.
But looking at her face, she is one year old from her right ear, and twenty-six is in Qiu Ni, so her marriage palace has no owner, so she is not a married woman.
The origin of the fetus in her belly is quite interesting.
After walking past the front desk and reaching the elevator, Yuan Haonan turned around and said a few words to the bodyguard before pressing the elevator button and going upstairs.
Feng Zhibai and Lao Mi Tou took the second elevator with the bodyguards.
"What are you looking at?"
Old Mi wanted to ask her name and who her master was, but when he turned around, he saw that she was staring at Yuan Haonan's back.
Everyone got into the elevator and left, but she was still there, smacking her lips, her expression changing unpredictably.
Retracting his gaze, Feng Zhibai imitated the bodyguard and entered the elevator: "Of course I'm here to watch the show."
"Watch a play? What play?"
"A good show."
He stretched out his voice, his tone full of laziness.
"A good show? What good show? It's so mysterious."
As the elevator door closed, Old Mitou lowered his head and continued to ask quietly, "Hey, are you really a metaphysical prophet or did you escape from a mental hospital? And that compass, do you know how to read and use it?"
He didn't want to ask such a childish question, but the little girl's performance just now really shocked him.
Nowadays, there are almost no Feng Shui masters in cities who can use a compass to survey houses and tombs.
Especially since she was a young girl, using a compass to survey the Feng Shui and orientation. Not only had he never seen it before, even the great Feng Shui masters had never seen it before.
Regardless of whether what she had just said to deceive Yuan Haonan was true or false, it could be seen from the compass in her hand that it was definitely not that simple.
Feng Zhibai nodded slowly, his eyebrows raised and his eyes bright, "It's the real thing, the ancestor of metaphysics, Feng Zhibai."
"Feng Zhibai?"
"bite--"
The sound of the elevator arriving at the floor indirectly interrupted their conversation.
Dali Group has two buildings with 34 floors each. The last floor from the bottom to the top is Jinfeng’s office.
After exiting the elevator and turning right for ten meters you will find the main entrance to the chairman's office.
At this moment, two bodyguards in black suits were standing in front of the door. Seeing someone coming over here, the bodyguard on the far left pressed the intercom hanging on his clothes.
"Secretary Yuan, the people have arrived."
Just seconds after he finished speaking, the office door opened.
The bodyguard led the two men to the door. Before they reached the office door, Feng Zhibai suddenly shuddered.
Old Mitou didn't dare to look inside the office, so he could only turn to look at Feng Zhibai. Seeing that she was shivering from the cold, he couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong with you? Why are you shivering like this?"
It's a cold and hot season now, so it shouldn't be this cold even with the air conditioner on, right?
Feng Zhibai glanced at him, raised his chin, pointed towards the office door, and replied with trembling lips, "Yin, Yin Feng Pumian."
"ah?"
"What? Let's go in and see what kind of monster it is."
Ignoring Lao Mitou's questions, Feng Zhibai quickly walked into the office.
As soon as she stepped in, the feeling of the cold wind outside the door swept over her again.
Her brows tightened, and she stomped her right foot sideways! Instantly, the cold feeling around her disappeared!
He looked around.
It was clearly a high floor and the place closest to sunlight, but at this moment the huge room was extremely dark!
Whether it is a place where people live, work, or walk on, the most taboo is the lack of light.
First, it is easy to breed unclean things, and second, people's physical health, including mental and spiritual thoughts, will be affected.
At this time, it is still early outside and the sun is shining brightly. Even if the light cannot come in, the house should be warmer with the presence of people.
But when she stepped in, she not only did not feel the warmth and popularity, but instead felt that the surroundings were like a cold cellar, with a cold wind blowing in her face.
"Living in a place like this is destined to die early."
Shaking her hands, Feng Zhibai glanced around the office again. The first feeling she had about the whole room was: empty, too empty!
There were only a few scattered tables, chairs and bookshelves in the huge house.
Such a house structure can easily breed sound煞 in Feng Shui.
Because the room is empty, if you drop something or knock or smash something without paying attention, it will produce a certain amount of noise, thus forming a sound煞.
The remaining sound煞 will directly hit the human brain and heart, and will also indirectly cause people to be nervous and irritable.
Over time, severe cases may lead to death, while milder cases may lead to mental breakdown.
The structure of this room in front of me is simply adding fuel to the fire of premature death!
Does Xiaofeng not like living or does she not believe in Feng Shui?
Not only did his group avoid the perfect feng shui pattern, but they were also moving step by step towards the brink of death!
"Don't act like you've never seen the world. It's embarrassing."
As I was concentrating on observing my surroundings, Yuan Haonan's dissatisfied voice came from the other end of the desk.
Feng Zhibai paused, put his hands in his lap, turned around and missed Yuan Haonan. The words "I don't want to bother with you" were clearly written on his face.
Yuan Haonan gave her a nasty look, snorted disdainfully, and said arrogantly, "I'm so sorry, the stool is broken. I think you two will have to stand while we talk."
It's not that the stool is broken, it's clearly a deliberate attempt to intimidate them.
Old Mi's face looked grim. He shook his head at Feng Zhibai and was starting to back out. "Secretary Yuan, I don't have all the necessary equipment with me today. I can only do small fortune-telling. I can't help you with big ones. Why don't you ask other fortune-tellers if they can do it? Let us go first."
"call--"
As soon as Lao Mitou finished speaking, the sound of cigarette smoke was heard and a dull male voice echoed in the empty office.
"The Dali Group is, after all, the leading enterprise in Qinghai City. It seems a bit unruly for you two to come and go as you please."
The bodyguards guarding both sides of the door seemed to have received an order and closed the door of the room at the same time.
The whole room darkened instantly.
Old Mi was startled and took a step back, protecting Feng Zhibai with his hands. "Well, Chairman Jin, it's not that we're breaking the rules, but we really can't help you with the calculation."
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