but suddenly I feel like ghosts aren't so scary. I've seen so many…Where have I seen so many ghostsMy head starts hurting again. Every time I think about the key issue, my mind goes blank and I get a...Every person's body has an aura. Even though a palace may have thousands of rooms, the emperor's bedroom is still just so small, and it needs screens to block wind and gather Qi (life energy), along with moon-shaped bed curtains.

This is the same in cities. Now people blindly pursue bigger houses, only focusing on luxurious appearances, but they don't consider the Feng Shui problems of the house.

If a house is too big, it's easy for it to have bad energy, and if the feng shui is also bad, it will attract negative energy. This is true for villages and new residential areas as well.

Because of the convenience of transportation and the internet, most young people in villages move out. Many villages are left with only the elderly and children. Young people go out to work, making them seem deserted.

The lively atmosphere of the village, once so vibrant, is fading away. Even at this site of Xiling Village, as we walked halfway there, we saw houses in the distance, but the road ahead was blocked.

The dirt roads in the village were already bad enough, and the roadbed ahead of the cars had collapsed halfway, making it impossible to drive.

"Tsk..." My brother felt very awkward and insecure because he didn't have a car to drive.

He got out of the car and checked it over, frowning. “We can only go through here,” he said. “The village is down there. Want to go”

"Come on, we're here already. But first, back up the car. Just in case anything happens, it'll be easier to make a quick getaway." I reminded him.

"Wow, being a mom really changes you, you're so much more observant." He smiled and hopped into the car, skillfully maneuvering it on the narrow mountain road before parking and locking it.

I stood at the roadside, checking my phone for signal.

There are still two signal grids here. Looking further out, there's a ruin at the end of the village, probably where they demolished houses to prepare for "building factories."

I took out the jade pendant from my bag and held it flat in my hand.

In the mouths of people who gather sand, the magical method of seeking dragon veins and acupoints, I—haven't learned a bit.

I only know about feng shui, like how to arrange things for good luck in a house. This is the first time I've ever looked for a burial site.

My brother is convinced that there's a "business opportunity" here. The name Xiling Village alone would get those in the know excited. And after undergoing a nationwide relocation, there has to be something special hidden here.

Perhaps there's a great treasure hidden away, but because of the dangers it faces, it can't be properly protected. It can only relocate its residents to avoid attention.

My brother jumped out of the car and asked with a smile, “Well, what did you figure out”

“It takes a year to study seeking dragons, ten years to master acupoints. It's easy to find the dragon’s veins, but difficult to find the acupoints on mountains...I can see that the mountainside there is beautiful and open. If it were a proper tomb, it should be there.”

I'm just scratching the surface. Even an ordinary person can tell what barren and desolate landscapes look like, and what beautiful scenery is like.

Generally speaking, the shape of a mountain is usually like a big tent opening up, a blossoming flower canopy, or a treasure canopy at the top. It could also have three platforms, a jade pillow, a brocade screen, etc. These are all beautiful types of feng shui mountains.

My brother pulled me along, whispering, “Give that self-proclaimed ‘Hongzipai’ fortune teller a call. I want to see what kind of old immortal lives in this place and manages to get internet from the mountainside!”

Poof...

"The main point is to get online views, huh" I laughed and jumped down with him, taking a picture on my phone.

"What are you doing"

"Since we have the internet now, take a picture and send it to Lin Yanqin to satisfy her cravings. She loves looking for haunted houses and ghost villages, right This way, you won't have trouble finding places for your dates in the future, and you won't have to go to crowded places."

" ...I'm stuffed Take her to a dangerous place for a date!" My brother glared at me.

Well, well, the words are starting to bubble with pink now.

Arriving at the village, my phone battery was down to its last bar of signal. A large tree at the entrance was covered with red ribbons and the ground beneath it was littered with incense ashes.

A mountain breeze blew past, lifting the white dust on the ground. Some unburned paper money fluttered in the wind, creating a desolate scene with a chilling aura that sent shivers down our spines.

"Who's burning paper money at the village entrance... Didn't they all move away" My brother rubbed his goosebumps.

I stood at the village entrance, looking out. All the earthen houses and small courtyards were overgrown with weeds and looked deserted, not like anyone lived there. The person who called themselves a master of great law in the QQ group must be an individual scammer!

Another gust of cold wind blew over, and under the big tree at the entrance of the village, one could see the main road stretching across the entire village. At the end of it lay a barren construction site.

I got goosebumps. It was so cold in the middle of the day. The feng shui or the ley lines here must have been disturbed, so we need to evacuate the residents as soon as possible.

Ten years ago, the network wasn't as developed as it is now. This kind of information should have been a secret back then. Villagers who moved out wouldn't even know about the secrets here.

The question is, what is that scammer trying to do by tricking people online to come here

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When I was lost in thought, my brother suddenly stepped back behind me, his backpack bumping into me.

I was so startled that my scalp went numb. I turned around and asked, "You—"

He waved his hand, signaling for silence, then whispered nervously: "Xiao Qiao... take a look, isn't there... isn't there... someone over there"

His tone was uncertain, and I followed his gaze.

On both sides of the main village road, there were empty courtyards. Doors and windows were open like vacant, expressionless faces.

By a dilapidated low wall, a pair of withered little arms were clinging to the wall, half a face appearing behind the wall, motionless facing us.

"Hiss—" This is the kind of scene I fear the most. I'm not afraid of ghosts, but things like these walking corpses.

My brother calmed down and pulled out a taser, holding it in his hand.

I curiously asked, "Aren't these illegal items supposed to have been confiscated Didn't you spend a night at the police station last time"

"Lao Lu figured out a way to get me this, what if we run out How are we going to deal with the walkers" he answered matter-of-factly.

I clutched the Lei Jing in my right hand and held onto my brother's backpack strap with my left. We carefully made our way over there.

"Hello Is anyone there!" My brother straightened his mind and shouted into the village.

This loud shout did not startle any birds, and I realized—there didn't seem to be a single bird in this village!

Are there people or corpses behind that short wall

My brother muttered under his breath and quickly walked forward to check the situation. Suddenly, there was a creaking sound from the door behind us, which made our skin crawl!

Isn't this village scary even in broad daylight! How terrifying would it be at night!

“......Hehehe, you're here... Come in and sit down..." An aged voice sounded from the backyard behind them.

We turned around and saw the dilapidated wooden door behind us creaking open. An elderly man with white hair and chicken skin, stooped over with a hunched back, leaned on a black, cracked wooden staff.

He grinned, his wind-worn teeth blackened, and muttered, "You... came for me, didn't you..."

I quietly shrank back, Was this a person

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