Li Muran couldn’t help but exclaim, “Indeed, Feng Shui is profound and intricate. When carefully examined, it makes perfect sense—it’s about aligning with nature, harnessing the great transformations of heaven and earth to achieve one’s ultimate self!”
“Mm-hmm!” Shui Miao nodded. “Brother Li, your words are spot-on. Feng Shui is essentially a mystical study of following the will of heaven, utilizing the energies of heaven and earth to accomplish great feats. But to truly and thoroughly grasp its mysteries is no overnight task. What I understand is merely superficial at best.”
Li Muran smiled, “Master Shui Miao, you’re being too humble. Although you’re young, your cultivation is unmatched. Healing my wife’s leg pain in an instant—this isn’t something just anyone could do.”
“Hehe, it’s really nothing much. It’s just a form of qigong I practice,” Shui Miao waved it off, sensing that time was getting short. “Feng Shui is complicated to explain fully. Since you’re interested, why don’t you start arranging things as I instructed? I’ll drop by later when I have time. Let’s exchange numbers so we can stay in touch.”
“Great! It’s getting late, so let’s go have a meal. I’d like to treat you to dinner today—you’re truly a blessing to our family!”
As Shui Miao prepared to leave, Li Muran eagerly invited him for dinner, secretly hoping to ask more Feng Shui questions during the meal.
Zhang Hanya then spoke up, reminding Li Muran that she had an important party to attend that evening. Since they were friends now, there would be plenty of opportunities to dine together in the future. Hearing this, Li Muran and his wife Mu Ying didn’t insist further.
Knowing Chen Xiaoli’s difficult circumstances, Shui Miao handed her twenty thousand yuan. She refused at first, but Shui Miao insisted it was a loan, saying she could work it off later at Chen Corporation. With Zhang Hanya’s encouragement, Chen Xiaoli finally accepted the money.
Twenty thousand yuan meant little to Shui Miao and Zhang Hanya, but for Chen Xiaoli, it was life-changing. Her family had accumulated over ten thousand yuan in debt for her education. Now, after repaying the debts, she still had several thousand left. With rent waived and utilities free, she planned to buy a computer and start writing online novels. She had even thought of a pen name already.
Li Muran couldn’t help but sigh, “Feng Shui is truly profound and intricate. Upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense everywhere—it’s all about harmonizing with nature, harnessing the grand workings of heaven and earth to achieve greater self-realization!”
“Mhm!” Shui Miao nodded. “Brother Li, that’s brilliantly put. Feng Shui is essentially an esoteric study that follows the will of heaven and borrows the energy of the universe to accomplish great things. But truly grasping its mysteries is no overnight feat. What I understand is merely scratching the surface.”
Li Muran smiled. “Master Shui Miao, you’re too modest. Though you’re young, your cultivation is unmatched. Curing my wife’s leg pain in an instant—not everyone can do that.”
“Hehe, it’s nothing, just a form of qigong I practice.” Shui Miao waved his hand, feeling it was about time to wrap up. “Feng Shui is too complex to explain in a short while. Since you’re interested, Brother Li, why not start by arranging things as I’ve suggested? I’ll come back another time to check. Let’s exchange numbers to stay in touch.”
“Sounds good! It’s getting late—let’s have dinner. I must treat you to a feast today. You’ve truly been a blessing to our family!”
Seeing Shui Miao about to leave, Li Muran eagerly invited him to dinner, planning to ask more about Feng Shui over the meal.
However, Zhang Hanya quickly interjected, reminding Li Muran that they had an important party to attend that night. Since they were all friends now, there would be plenty of chances to dine together later. Hearing this, Li Muran and his wife, Mu Ying, reluctantly dropped the matter. Knowing that Chen Xiaoli wasn’t well-off, Shui Miao offered her 20,000 yuan. When she refused, he insisted it was a loan to be repaid slowly once she started working at the Chen Corporation. With Zhang Hanya’s encouragement, Chen Xiaoli eventually accepted the money.
Twenty thousand yuan meant little to Shui Miao and Zhang Hanya, but for Chen Xiaoli, it was life-changing. Her family had accrued over 10,000 yuan in debt for her education. Now, she could pay off the debt and still have thousands left. With rent waived and utilities covered, she planned to buy a computer and try her hand at writing web novels—she’d even thought of her pen name!
Before leaving, Shui Miao subtly adjusted the layout of Chen Xiaoli’s room, instructing her to clean but not rearrange anything. Unbeknownst to her, he had aligned the furnishings to promote the five elements’ mutual growth and drawn talismans on some furniture to enhance spiritual energy, altering the room’s Feng Shui aura. He also emphasized keeping the back window tightly shut, preferably replacing it with a security window to prevent further monkey mischief. Chen Xiali took every word to heart.
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On their way down the mountain, Zhang Hanya held Shui Miao’s hand and asked, “Brother, you mentioned that Chen Xiaoli has a strong Bazi (birth chart). But if someone with a weak Bazi, lacking many elements, lived in that room, would they still experience such good fortune?”
“Certainly not. They would require balancing—like Mu Ying, whose earth elemental destiny is suppressed by wood, causing wood energy to cling to her. Her husband, Li Muran, also has a wood destiny, which exacerbates her condition, though he remains unaffected. However, Li Muran himself lacks certain elements—adjusting his room would demand considerable effort, unlike Chen Xiaoli’s straightforward setup.” Shui Miao mentioned returning another time primarily to avoid making a commitment; Li Muran’s situation was too intricate and time-consuming.
Zhang Hanya blinked. “Brother, did you intentionally avoid adjusting Li Muran’s room? With Chen Xiaoli’s strong Bazi, will her luck surpass his? I remember you wanted to give her the best Feng Shui room—is his master bedroom inferior to her side room?”
“That depends on their individual destinies,” Shui Miao shook his head lightly. “I’ve already helped Li Muran plenty. Which Feng Shui master would explain things so clearly for such a small fee? Let him reflect on it himself—he might not grasp it even after a year.”
“Brother, you’re not that old either! How do you know so much?” Zhang Hanya’s approach to Shui Miao was partly motivated by a task from her mother: to gather useful information from him and report back. Zhao Li was quite obsessed with spiritual cultivation, especially since her daughter had grown up, leaving her with little to do. Shui Miao’s previous display of miraculous power had only deepened her fascination.
“Hehe…” Shui Miao smiled faintly as they reached the foot of the mountain.
“Why are you laughing? Tell me!” Zhang Hanya grew impatient at his silence.
Shui Miao patted her shoulder gently. “You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you, so it’s better not to say.”
“I would! I’d believe anything you say!” Zhang Hanya nodded earnestly.
With a slight smirk, Shui Miao hailed an approaching taxi. “What if I told you I’m almost an immortal? That I suddenly knew all these things—would you believe that?”
“Ah? That sounds… hard to believe!” Zhang Hanya grimaced, feeling foolish for almost buying it, yet part of her found it plausible. Her emotions were tangled and confused.
“Haha!” Amused by her expression, Shui Miao laughed, took her hand, and led her toward the stopped taxi. “If we don’t hurry, the party will start without you. I’m counting on it to meet some wealthy heirs.”
“Why? Why do you want to meet rich second-generation heirs?” Once inside the taxi, Zhang Hanya frowned, muttering to herself, “Huh? Weird! I’m not usually this nosy. Why do I have so many questions today?”
“You noticed it yourself—why not take a break and stay quiet?” Shui Miao found her innocence endearing. “Oh, driver, to Sanya Grand Hotel.” This “Sanya” wasn’t the famous one in Hainan, but the hotel was similarly upscale.
“Whoosh!” Before Shui Miao finished speaking, two spirits darted into the car—Xiao Huo and Xiao Tu.
“Little Master…” they chimed in unison, bursting with excitement.
Xiao Tu paused as Xiao Huo explained, “Little Master, we found a well-hidden crevice in the mountain with several giant salamanders inside—they radiate immortal energy! Those monkeys grew stronger from eating them. You should go catch and consume them now—no time to lose!”
“Driver, stop the car…” At the mention of immortal energy, Shui Miao’s spirits soared, his blood racing with fervor!
However, one important point: the back window of the room must remain tightly shut, preferably replaced with burglar-proof grills to prevent the monkeys from causing trouble again. Every word from Shui Miao was etched deeply into Chen Xiaoli’s heart.
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On the way down the mountain,
Zhang Hanya held Shui Miao’s hand and asked, “Brother, you said Chen Xiaoli has a strong Ba Zi (Eight Characters). If someone had a weak Ba Zi and lacked many elements, would they still be as lucky living in that house?”
“Of course not. They would need to compensate. Like Mu Ying, for example, she has an earth element and was weakened by wood, which caused her to be plagued by wood spirits. Her husband, Li Muran, also has a wood element, which is very unfavorable for Mu Ying. However, Li Muran himself is fine. But Li Muran also has missing elements in the Five Elements, so adjusting his room would require significant effort, unlike Chen Xiaoli’s room, which only needed a few adjustments,” Shui Miao said that he would come again next time, but actually had no intention of returning. Li Muran’s affairs were too complicated and time-consuming.
Zhang Hanya blinked her eyes, “Brother, did you intentionally avoid adjusting Li Muran’s room? Now that Xiaoli’s Ba Zi is so strong, living here, won’t her fortune surpass Li Muran’s? I remember you said you’d give Xiaoli the best Feng Shui room. Could it be that Li Muran’s main room isn’t as good as Xiaoli’s side room?”
“Well, it depends on their own destiny,” Shui Miao gently shook his head. “I’ve already done more than enough for Li Muran. Which Feng Shui master could explain things so clearly for that price? Let him figure it out himself—he might not even grasp it after a year of trying.”
“Brother, but you’re not that old either! How come you know so much?”
Zhang Hanya’s closeness to Shui Miao wasn’t entirely spontaneous; she had been entrusted by her mother with an important mission—to gather useful information from Shui Miao and report back.
Zhao Li was deeply fascinated by the Daoist cultivation path.
Especially now that her daughter had grown up, she had little to do all day. Coupled with the miraculous display by Shui Miao last time, her obsession had only deepened.
“Hehe…”
Shui Miao smiled faintly as they reached the foot of the mountain.
“What are you laughing at? Tell me!” Seeing Shui Miao remain silent, Zhang Hanya grew impatient.
Shui Miao gently patted her shoulder, “If I told you, you wouldn’t believe me anyway, so I’d rather not say anything.”
“No, I will believe you! I believe everything you say!” Zhang Hanya nodded earnestly.
A slight smirk appeared on Shui Miao’s lips as he raised his hand to hail an approaching taxi: “What if I told you I’m about to become an immortal? And that all this knowledge just suddenly came to me? Would you believe me?”
“Huh? That does sound… well, kind of hard to believe, actually!”
Zhang Hanya grinned, feeling a bit foolish for even considering believing that, yet somehow still finding it somewhat credible. She felt conflicted, puzzled.
“Haha!” Seeing her cute expression, Shui Miao burst into laughter, grabbing her hand and pulling her toward the stopped taxi. “If we don’t leave now, the party will start without you. I’m counting on meeting some wealthy young men there.”
“Why? Why do you want to meet rich second-generation kids?” Zhang Hanya asked, then frowned as she muttered to herself after getting into the taxi: “Hmm, strange! I wasn’t this curious before. Why do I have so many questions today?”
“You noticed yourself, didn’t you? Then why don’t you shut up and rest for a bit?” Shui Miao found this Zhang Hanya quite amusingly simple. “Oh right, Master, to Sanya Hotel.”
Not that Sanya, but this Sanya Hotel was similar in nature to the one in Sanya, Hainan.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Just as Shui Miao finished speaking, two ghosts suddenly darted into the car. They were Xiao Huo and Xiao Tu.
“Little Master…”
“Little Master…”
Both were extremely excited, nearly speaking in unison.
Li Muran couldn’t help but sigh, “Feng Shui is truly profound and intricate. Upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense everywhere—it’s about aligning with nature and harnessing the great forces of heaven and earth to achieve self-fulfillment!”
“Hmm!” Shui Miao nodded. “Brother Li, that’s an insightful remark. Feng Shui is essentially an esoteric study that follows the will of heaven and borrows the energy of the universe to accomplish great things. However, truly grasping its mysteries is no overnight feat. What I understand is merely scratching the surface.”
Li Muran smiled. “Master Shui Miao, you’re too modest. Though you’re young, your cultivation is unparalleled. You cured my wife’s leg pain in an instant—something not everyone can do.”
“Hehe, it’s nothing, just a form of qigong I practice.” Shui Miao waved his hand, feeling that time was about up. “Feng Shui is too complex to explain in a short while. Since you’re interested, Brother Li, why not start by arranging things as I’ve instructed? I’ll come back another time to check. Let’s exchange numbers to stay in touch.”
“Sure! It’s getting late. Let’s go eat. I must treat you to a feast today—you’re truly a benefactor to our family!”
Seeing Shui Miao about to leave, Li Muran hurriedly invited him to dinner.
Incidentally, Li Muran wanted to ask Shui Miao more about Feng Shui during the meal.
However, Zhang Hanya quickly spoke up, reminding Li Muran that they had an important party to attend that night. Since they were friends now, there would be plenty of opportunities to dine together later. Knowing this, Li Muran and his wife, Mu Ying, had no choice but to drop the matter. Aware that Chen Xiaoli was not well-off, Shui Miao offered her 20,000 yuan. When she refused, he insisted it was a loan to be repaid gradually once she started working at the Chen Group. With Zhang Hanya’s encouragement, Chen Xiaoli eventually accepted the money.
Twenty thousand yuan meant little to Shui Miao and Zhang Hanya, but for Chen Xiaoli, it was life-changing. Her family had accrued over 10,000 yuan in debt for her education. Now, after repaying the debt, she still had several thousand left. With rent waived and utilities covered, she planned to buy a computer and try her hand at writing online novels. She had even chosen her pen name!
Before leaving, Shui Miao subtly rearranged Chen Xiaoli’s room, instructing her only to clean and not disturb the setup. Unbeknownst to her, he had aligned the room with the Five Elements and inscribed spiritual-enhancing symbols on some furniture using immortal power, altering the room’s Feng Shui energy. However, he emphasized that the back window must remain tightly shut, preferably replaced with a security window, to prevent monkeys from causing trouble again. Chen Xiali took every word to heart.
※※※
On their way down the mountain, Zhang Hanya held Shui Miao’s hand and asked, “Brother, you said Chen Xiaoli has a strong birth chart. But if someone with a weak chart lacking many elements lived in that room, would they still have such good luck?”
“Of course not. They’d need balancing,” Shui Miao replied. “Take Mu Ying, for example. She has an earth destiny, suppressed by wood, which resulted in wood energy clinging to her. Her husband, Li Muran, has a wood destiny, which is unfavorable for her, though he himself is fine. But Li Muran also lacks certain elements. His room would require extensive adjustments, unlike Chen Xiaoli’s, which was simple to arrange.” Shui Miao mentioned returning another time, but in truth, he had no intention to—Li Muran’s situation was too complicated and time-consuming.
Zhang Hanya blinked. “Brother, did you intentionally avoid adjusting Li Muran’s room? With Xiaoli’s strong chart, will her luck surpass his? I remember you said you’d give her the best Feng Shui room. Could it be that Li Muran’s master bedroom is inferior to her side room?”
“That depends on their individual destinies,” Shui Miao shook his head lightly. “I’ve already helped Li Muran plenty. Which Feng Shui master would explain things so clearly for such a small fee? Let him reflect on it himself. He might not figure it out even in a year.”
“Brother, you’re not that old either! How do you know so much?” Zhang Hanya’s approach to Shui Miao was partly motivated by a task her mother had assigned: to gather useful information from him and report back. Zhao Li was quite obsessed with spiritual cultivation, especially since her daughter had grown up, leaving her with little to do. Shui Miao’s previous display of miraculous power had only deepened her fascination.
“Hehe…” Shui Miao smiled faintly as they reached the foot of the mountain.
“Why are you laughing? Tell me!” Zhang Hanya grew impatient at his silence.
Shui Miao patted her shoulder gently. “You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you, so it’s better not to say.”
“I would! I believe everything you say!” Zhang Hanya nodded earnestly.
A slight smile played on Shui Miao’s lips as he hailed an approaching taxi. “What if I told you I’m almost an immortal? And that I came to know all this suddenly—would you believe that?”
“Ah? That sounds… rather hard to believe!” Zhang Hanya grimaced, feeling foolish for almost buying it, yet somehow finding it vaguely plausible. Her emotions were conflicted and strange.
“Haha!” Amused by her expression, Shui Miao laughed and pulled her toward the stopped taxi. “If we don’t hurry, the party won’t wait for you. I’m counting on it to meet some wealthy youngsters.”
“Why? Why do you want to meet rich second-generation heirs?” Zhang Hanya asked, then frowned as she got into the taxi, muttering to herself, “Huh? Weird! I’ve never been this nosy before. Why do I have so many questions today?”
“Since you’ve noticed, why not take a break and stay quiet for a bit?” Shui Miao found her naivety rather entertaining. “Oh, driver, to Sanya Grand Hotel.”
This “Sanya” wasn’t the famous one, but Sanya Grand Hotel here was similar in prestige to its Hainan counterpart.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Just as Shui Miao finished speaking, two spirits darted into the car—Xiao Huo and Xiao Tu.
“Little Master…”
“Little Master…”
Both were brimming with excitement, speaking almost in unison.
Xiao Tu paused, letting Xiao Huo continue, “Little Master, we found a very hidden crevice in the mountain. There are several giant salamanders below it, and they actually have immortal energy! Those two monkeys became stronger after eating them. Little Master, we must act quickly. Go to the cave now and catch the salamanders to eat them!”
“Driver, stop the car…”
Immortal energy! At those words, Shui Miao’s spirits soared, and his blood raced with excitement.
“Master, stop the car…”
Li Muran couldn’t help but sigh, “Feng Shui is truly profound and intricate. Upon closer reflection, it makes perfect sense—it’s about harmonizing with nature and harnessing the great forces of heaven and earth to achieve self-fulfillment!”
“Mm-hmm!” Shui Miao nodded. “Brother Li, that’s a brilliant way to put it. Feng Shui is essentially an esoteric study that aligns with the will of heaven and leverages the energy of the universe to accomplish great things. However, truly grasping its mysteries is no easy task and certainly can’t be done overnight. What I understand is merely scratching the surface.”
Li Muran smiled. “Master Shui Miao, you’re too modest. Though you’re young, your cultivation is unparalleled. You cured my wife’s leg pain in an instant—something not everyone can do.”
“Hehe, it’s nothing, just a form of qigong I practice,” Shui Miao waved his hand dismissively, sensing it was about time to wrap up. “Feng Shui is too complex to explain in a short time. Since you’re interested, Brother Li, why not start by arranging things as I’ve suggested? I’ll come back another time to check. Let’s exchange numbers to stay in touch.”
“Sounds good! It’s getting late. Let’s have dinner—I insist on treating you, Master. You’ve been a true blessing to our family!”
As Shui Miao prepared to leave, Li Muran eagerly invited him to dinner, hoping to discuss more Feng Shui questions over the meal.
However, Zhang Hanya quickly interjected, reminding Li Muran that they had an important party to attend that night. Since they were all friends now, there would be plenty of opportunities to dine together later. Hearing this, Li Muran and his wife, Mu Ying, reluctantly dropped the matter.
Knowing that Chen Xiaoli was in a difficult financial situation, Shui Miao offered her 20,000 yuan. When she refused, he insisted it was a loan that she could repay slowly once she started working at the Chen Corporation. With Zhang Hanya’s encouragement, Chen Xiaoli eventually accepted the money.
Twenty thousand yuan meant little to Shui Miao and Zhang Hanya, but for Chen Xiaoli, it was life-changing. Her family had accumulated over 10,000 yuan in debt for her education. Now, after repaying that, she still had several thousand left. With rent waived and utilities covered, she planned to buy a computer and try her hand at writing online novels—she’d even already chosen her pen name!
Before leaving, Shui Miao subtly adjusted the arrangement of Chen Xiaoli’s room, instructing her only to clean and not move anything. Unbeknownst to her, he had aligned the room with the Five Elements and drawn spirit-enhancing talismans on some furniture, altering the room’s Feng Shui energy. He also emphasized that the back window must remain tightly shut, preferably replaced with a security window, to prevent monkeys from causing trouble again.
Chen Xiaoli took every word of Shui Miao’s advice to heart.
※※※
On their way down the mountain, Zhang Hanya held Shui Miao’s hand and asked, “Brother, you mentioned that Chen Xiaoli has a strong Bazi, or destiny chart. But what if someone with a weak Bazi or lacking certain elements lives in that room? Will they still have good fortune?”
“Of course not,” Shui Miao responded. “They would require remedies. Consider Mu Ying, for instance—she’s an Earth destiny element, suppressed by Wood, which has caused Wood energy to cling to her. Her husband, Li Muran, is a Wood destiny element, which is unfavorable for her, though he himself is unaffected. However, Li Muran also has deficiencies in his Five Elements balance. Adjusting his room would demand considerable effort, unlike Chen Xiaoli’s straightforward arrangement.”
Shui Miao mentioned returning another time, but in truth, he had no intention of coming back. Li Muran’s situation was too complicated and time-consuming.
Zhang Hanya blinked. “Brother, did you intentionally avoid adjusting Li Muran’s room? Since Xiaoli has such a strong Bazi, will her luck surpass his? I remember you said you’d give her the best Feng Shui room—does that mean Li Muran’s master bedroom is inferior to her side room?”
“That depends on their individual destinies,” Shui Miao shook his head lightly. “I’ve already helped Li Muran plenty. Which Feng Shui master would explain things so clearly or offer such insights for such a small fee? Let him reflect on it himself—he might not figure it out even after a year.”
“Brother, you’re not that old yourself! How do you know so much?”
Zhang Hanya’s approach to Shui Miao was partly motivated by a task her mother had entrusted to her: to gather useful information from him and report back. Zhao Li was quite obsessed with spiritual cultivation, especially since her daughter had grown up and she had little to do. Shui Miao’s previous display of miraculous abilities had only deepened her fascination.
“Hehe…” Shui Miao chuckled softly as they reached the foot of the mountain.
“Why are you laughing? Tell me!” Zhang Hanya grew impatient when he didn’t answer.
Shui Miao gently patted her shoulder. “You wouldn’t believe me even if I told you, so it’s better not to say.”
“I would believe you! I’d believe anything you say!” Zhang Hanya nodded earnestly.
A slight smile tugged at Shui Miao’s lips as he waved down an approaching taxi. “What if I told you I’m almost an immortal? That I suddenly knew all these things out of nowhere? Would you believe that?”
“Ah? That sounds… hard to believe!” Zhang Hanya grimaced, feeling foolish for even considering it, yet somehow finding it vaguely plausible. Her emotions were conflicted and confused.
“Haha!” Amused by her expression, Shui Miao laughed and pulled her toward the stopped taxi. “If we don’t hurry, the party will start without you. I’m counting on it to meet some wealthy young heirs.”
“Why? Why do you want to meet rich second-generation heirs?” Zhang Hanya asked as she got into the taxi, then frowned and muttered to herself, “Huh? That’s strange! I’m not usually this nosy. Why do I have so many questions today?”
“Since you’ve noticed it yourself, why not take a break and stay quiet for a while?” Shui Miao found her innocence utterly entertaining. “Oh, driver, to Sanya Grand Hotel.”
This “Sanya” wasn’t the famous one in Hainan, but the hotel shared a similar luxurious vibe.
“Whoosh! Whoosh!”
Just as Shui Miao finished speaking, two spirits darted into the car—Xiao Huo and Xiao Tu, both bursting with excitement.
“Little Master…” they chimed in unison before Xiao Tu fell silent, letting Xiao Huo continue, “Little Master, we found a very hidden crevice in the mountain with several giant salamanders inside. These salamanders actually have immortal energy! Those two monkeys became strong because they ate them. Little Master, we must act quickly—go to the cave and catch those salamanders to eat them!”
“Driver, stop the car…”
Immortal energy! At those words, Shui Miao’s spirits soared, and his blood raced with excitement.
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