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In Tongcheng, at the Zijin No. 1 villa complex, the Xu Family reigned supreme. The Xu Family was known as the kings of aquaculture in Tongcheng, with a deep-rooted family heritage. The patriarch, Xu Hongfa, had started his career selling fish, but somehow, he rose to prominence and amassed a fortune overnight.
Many business owners speculated that there was a master behind Xu Hongfa, guiding him and setting up a Feng Shui layout to enhance his fortune, which led to his immense wealth. However, it was strange that after his rise to success, Xu Hongfa had one son and three wives. His eldest wife went mad, and his youngest son died suddenly one day.
Xu Hongfa sought out numerous renowned doctors, but none could determine the cause of death. Even more bizarrely, every three years, a relative or descendant in the family would inexplicably meet with misfortune and die unexpectedly on the streets.
Some claimed that the Xu family was filled with unscrupulous merchants who had driven many businesses to bankruptcy in their quest for profit, suggesting that this was their retribution. Others believed that Xu Hongfa's wealth was ill-gotten, relying on Feng Shui to shortcut his way to success, and that ultimately, karma would catch up with him.
Amidst all the speculation, no one knew the truth. Now, the Xu Family's current head was gravely ill. His eldest son anxiously watched as sorcerers from all over gathered in the villa, seeking answers from them.
Zuo Ci sat among them. A middle-aged man in a black shirt and balding head remained silent for a moment before speaking in a low voice: "Xu Gongzi, it's not that we don't want to help; it's that we can't."
Xu Hongfa's eldest son frowned and asked, "Why not?"
The balding man chuckled dryly and replied, "To untie the bell, one must find the person who tied it. Do you really not know what your father has done?"
"What has my father done?" The eldest son was bewildered.
The balding man seemed hesitant and fell silent.
"Everyone," the eldest son urged, "whoever can cure my father will receive twenty million. Is that not enough? Thirty million? Forty million!" He grew increasingly agitated. "This is my limit! You must think carefully; even for you all, earning forty million is not an easy task!"
"We naturally want to make money!"
An old man with black-brown skin and a somewhat dry demeanor chuckled coldly, "However, Master Jie Zun's situation cannot be salvaged unless you spend a fortune to hire a Feng Shui Master to help you alter the layout of your home. Otherwise, no one in Tongcheng can bring him back to life; it is his fate!"
"What exactly did my father do?" Xu Gongzi asked in confusion. "One million—can anyone tell me?"
"Since everyone here is keeping secrets, let me speak up!" Zuo Ci said with a smile.
The others looked at him as if he were a fool. All present were renowned practitioners of Tongcheng's arts. Could they really not see such a shallow Feng Shui layout? It was merely a matter of fearing the Feng Shui Master behind the arrangement!
This guy must be out for money and not care about his life!
A cold laugh echoed in everyone's hearts. In order to rise to prominence, it was likely that Master Jie had employed a technique known as Sheng Ji, a secret Feng Shui method that serves as the foundation of life. It means treating the living as if they were dead.
By utilizing Heaven and Earth Spiritual Energy, one could bury the hair, skin, blood, teeth, and clothing of the living along with their Birth Chart in a Feng Shui Dragon Lair to seek fortune. The Sheng Ji technique could enhance one's luck.
Wang Cai Yun, Wang Ye, Wang Guan Yun, Prosperous Noble, Wang Xueye, and Wang Taohua—these methods could boost marriages and even change unfavorable marital situations.
As Zuo Ci spoke, a hint of cold amusement crossed his face. "However, this Sheng Ji actually has a more concealed application known as Zang Sheng Ji. This method is not only quick but also extremely domineering; it involves burying the clothing and hair of a living person in a grave that has already been used for someone else. By borrowing the fortune of that deceased person's entire family, one can alter their own destiny."
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