Category: The Last Feng Shui Master

The Last Feng Shui Master
Author: Jiu Dao Quan Shui
Introduction:
Three years of misfortune, haunted by a hundred evils—fate destined me

I am a Feng Shui master, though I haven’t been in the field for long—just about three years by rough count. In that time, I’ve dealt with female corpses in t

Grandpa said again, “What I’m taking you to see isn’t something you’d find in the outside world.”
At that moment, I wondered to myself—was “seeing the

When I woke up, I found myself back in the wooden cabin. Before I could even speak, Grandpa began slapping my face repeatedly. I cried out, “Stop hitting me,

The door behind me was already locked, and turning back was impossible. There was no choice but to run forward, dodging and weaving while shouting for help a

I laughed and said, “Officer Bai, have you studied criminal investigation? If I were really an accomplice, would I stay by the child’s side and let the peopl

Bai Xuan’s palm, as wide as a cattail leaf fan, struck my face heavily as he cursed, “I’ll fck your… mother…”
Seizing the moment, I opened my mou

I found it amusing in my heart—what kind of apology was this? It was more like a forced apology—and I interrupted Ma Yan’s words: “Officer Ma, please have so

The motorcycle driver Liu Ming asked, “Young man, do you know that someone was hacked to death in Baishui Village? And have you heard of Long Youshui from th

The grave Bai Guangde mentioned was located on the hills behind Baishui Village. It belonged to Bai Jingren, the late husband of Widow Wang and the cousin of