Uncle Kuan is a wealthy businessman in Hong Kong and recently won a piece of land through bidding.
The land in Hong Kong is extremely expensive, so Uncle Kuan’s team designed the plan and started construction to build a paradise castle that is an integrated place for play and living.
But something strange happened when the construction started.
Every night the people on guard would mysteriously disappear without any trace.
Because the matter was so serious, Uncle Kuan did not call the police, but suppressed it and paid a high compensation to the missing person before the case was finally settled.
[This sounds like a Feng Shui boundary issue.]
Song Xiner immediately made a conclusion.
Uncle Kuan continued, "We've installed cameras, but it's strange. Whenever someone disappears, the cameras inexplicably stop working and capture nothing. Then the next day, they're working again?! This is so bizarre, it's making everyone panic. I ordered a lockdown to prevent the news from leaking out. Otherwise, even if I build this place, my rivals will make a fuss about it, and no one will dare to come and play."
"Such a large piece of land cost me so much money! How much energy, manpower and financial resources were lost in the preparations?! I've searched all over Hong Kong for masters, but they can't help me. Master, you have to help me!"
When Uncle Kuan talked about his difficulties, his brows were furrowed so tightly that they could kill a fly.
After hearing this, Song Shanshan felt that the salary he asked for was too conservative.
How much is Paradise Castle in Hong Kong worth? Her ten million is not enough.
"Master? Master?" Uncle Kuan called.
Song Shanshan came back to his senses and said firmly, "I can handle it. I will fly to Hong Kong City with you tomorrow."
My sister is getting bolder and bolder. Even all the feng shui masters in Hong Kong can't figure it out, and yet my third sister just agreed to go. I have to go with her! It really makes me worried. This family can't do without me!
Upon hearing this, Song Shanshan kissed Song Xiner on the cheek and said to herself, "Isn't it because you are here that I feel safe and secure? This family really can't live without you."
Then, Song Shanshan said a few words to Uncle Kuan, and then carried Song Xiner back to prepare.
The next day, Song Shanshan and Song Xiner, led by Uncle Kuan, flew to Hong Kong City in first class.
They arrived at the scene without stopping.
On site, steel bars, cement and excavators are all in place, a traditional large-scale initial construction site.
However, every worker inside was working with a look of fear on his face.
Although there has been no news of any accidents during the day, everyone is afraid of losing their life.
As soon as Song Xiner came here, she frowned slightly.
This place is incredibly eerie. It's surrounded by mountains on three sides, and the two mountains at the entrance are slightly arched, like someone is being led into a giant coffin. It's a feng shui issue. Furthermore, the negative energy and resentment here are very strong. Something bad must have happened here. The quickest way to solve this problem is to blow up one of the mountains and use the most direct method to disperse the lingering negative energy.
[However, we need to go on site first to see which mountain is best to choose.]
Song Shanshan listened to Song Xiner's thoughts word for word.
She relayed the story to Uncle Kuan in a mysterious way, and then, under the guidance of the villagers, they visited the first hill.
"Alas, a master once mentioned that he wanted to blow up mountains, but after inspecting these three mountains, he decided not to accept the order and returned all the deposits. I don't know what these mountains are famous for either." Uncle Kuan said distressedly.
Song Xiner frowned when she heard this.
It seems that things are far from that simple.
Song Xiner saw a folk altar at the foot of the mountain.
Seeing this, she understood.
These mountains are protected by a mountain god. We cannot blow them up at will. We must first know the mountain god's true name so we can discuss this with him.
Song Shanshan pricked up his ears and asked, "Uncle, are there any folk legends about these three mountains? Do the villagers living here often come here to worship?"
"Yes! In the old days, this was no less important than the God of Wealth."
Following the old man's footsteps, they approached the altar.
"At that time, people in our village often went hungry three times a day. It was these three mountains that fed our descendants for generations. So, even if we became rich and moved to other places, we would come back every year to offer sacrifices to our ancestors as well as to worship these three mountains." The old man looked emotional.
[So they're from the wild mountains. They knew there was worship here, so they came here to act as so-called "mountain gods." They haven't been ordained officially, so it's not that difficult to communicate with them. They should be easily dealt with through coercion and inducement. Why did those masters run away?]
Song Xiner twisted her face, unable to understand.
When Song Shanshan heard this, her eyebrows moved slightly. If she wanted to investigate further, she would have to wait until night to find out the truth.
But this time even my younger sister couldn’t figure it out, and she didn’t want to take the risk.
It’s better not to make this money.
It would be interesting to earn more money like Mr. An.
After thinking this through, Song Shanshan sent the old man away and said to Uncle Kuan, "I'm not going to do this business anymore. Find someone else."
These words came so suddenly that both the big and small people were confused.
Song Xiner: What is my sister trying to do?
Here, Uncle Kuan was terrified, his plump face wrinkled like a bitter melon. "Master Song, didn't you say you could do it? Please save me! I know you have the ability, but what is making you hesitate? Is the reward not enough to make you do it?"
"How about this? I'll donate an extra 10 million and I'll also give you 10 million in compensation, for a total of 30 million."
When Song Shanshan heard this, her eyebrows twitched.
That’s a lot.
However, she couldn't let her younger sister take this risk.
Song Shanshan shook her head decisively, "This is not a matter of money, but your problem is too difficult. There is no need for me to take the risk and lose my Taoism."
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