Translator: Dj22031
Editor: Dj22031
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Putting other matters aside, after recovering, Xie Lingya invited Fang Zhe to join him. Before he went to Youdu Mountain, he had promised Principal Mi to consult the feng shui of the school’s new dormitory.
He brought Fang Zhe to see Principal Mi, explaining that he was the descendant of an old friend of his uncle’s. Principal Mi was already aware of the business Xie Lingya had inherited from his uncle. As the saying goes, if Xie Lingya was a capable person, his uncle must be as capable as well. And if his uncle’s friends were equally capable, then their descendants would naturally be experts as well.
Principal Mi politely greeted Fang Zhe and took them to view the land where the new dormitory would be built.
Quedong College was quite large, and its new dormitory location was on the southernmost side.
On the way, Principal Mi spoke with interest, “I’ve heard rumors about other schools before, too. For example, one school bought a former cemetery because the land was cheap, but construction never went smoothly, and after the school opened, strange things started happening. Late at night, there was always a dripping sound in the girls’ restroom, but when people went in, the sound was gone. Later, they swapped the dormitories and moved the boys in, using their strong yang energy to suppress the noise.”
Principal Mi used to hear stories like this, but he didn’t mind them. He’d never do such a thing.
Only now had his perspective changed, and recalling the stories he’d heard, he couldn’t help but ponder them.
After hearing this, Xie Lingya said: “Although it sounds simple and crude, it is possible.”
Fang Zhe secretly complained on the side, wow, Teacher Xie is also good at saying that others are simple and crude…
When he walked to that place, Xie Lingya found that it was no wonder that Principal Mi said there was no rush before. It turned out that the school had bought this land, but the old houses on it had not been completely demolished, and the demolition was still in progress.
Seeing Principal Mi coming, the project manager naturally came to greet him.
Originally, the school was going to build a dormitory building, which was very simple. Just build rows of square buildings. The project manager’s surname was Chang. He didn’t know why Principal Mi changed his mind and started to look for someone to look at Feng Shui.
Now that he saw the invited masters, he sighed in his heart. One was young and beautiful, making people suspect that he was just a vase, and the other was even “better”, but had difficulty walking. If he really had great abilities, how come he couldn’t even save his own feet?
Mr. Chang whispered to Principal Mi, “Principal Mi, can these two do it…”
Principal Mi said with certainty, “They are indeed masters.”
Mr. Chang knew that Principal Mi was not superstitious before, and he did not think that he must have been changed by some master to believe it suddenly. Instead, he thought that he had not seen many scams before and was fooled.
“No… he is too young,” Mr. Chang said hesitantly, “and his legs are not convenient.”
Principal Mi said solemnly, “I also asked this question. There is a saying in Mr. Fang’s school that ‘one is missing’. Because their ability is too extraordinary and it has reduced one’s own blessings, practitioners will suffer from one of the following: being a widower, widow, orphan, lonely, or disabled. This is the proof of his ability.”
These words were said by Xie Lingya. Principal Mi felt that it might be a little exaggerated, but it was definitely based on the truth.
Mr. Chang nodded doubtfully, a little skeptical. It really seems to be the case. One is missing?
Fang Zhe couldn’t hear their whispers. He just looked at the existing house and sighed, “It’s a good thing this family moved away because the house was demolished. Otherwise, it would be too tragic.”
“What do you mean?” Xie Lingya readily followed his train of thought.
Mr. Chang also glanced over, suppressing his shock so as not to show it.
Fang Zhe said, “There must be many disasters in this family. No matter how many people there are, they can’t withstand such a disaster.”
Mr. Chang cried out, “How did you know?”
Fang Zhe pointed to the old house that was no longer inhabited and said, “Look at that one. There are houses on both sides of the gate. It’s sign of a disaster. The layout is no better than carrying a mountain of funerals. The people living here were not safe.”
He then glanced in front of the door, “And look at the railings outside the door. They are like a mountain of paper money. How can a place like this not have troubles?”
Mr. Chang murmured, “I heard from the old residents here that this family had a miserable life. There were funerals every two or three years. Last year, even the family pet was in a car accident.”
“They should have moved a long time ago. It’s not that every house built like this will be like this. It’s just that when the owner is not feeling well and has bad luck, it makes things worse…” Fang Zhe said, “And the owner’s situation is also reflected in the house. Water accumulates on both sides and invades the door. The children and grandchildren will not have a good life.”
“This family would have been much better off if they had found someone to remove the bad luck earlier,” Fang Zhe said. He placed it in his hands and instructed him to cover it up, keeping it secret for seven days, and using a rooster to bless the front and back of the house. However, few people believed in such things these days, so why would they even think of hiring someone to take a look?
Fang Zhe casually mentioned several other houses. Almost everything Mr. Chang knew about confirmed his claims. Furthermore, Fang Zhe’s explanation was coherent, interconnected, and mutually reinforcing, not sounding fabricated at all. He was immediately convinced.
Fang Zhe wasn’t particularly adept at communicating with “clients,” otherwise his business wouldn’t have been so poor. Xie Lingya had told him beforehand that upon arrival, he would do everything he could to assess the feng shui of the various locations. Even if Mr. Chang didn’t know about the situation, Xie Lingya would have them investigate and verify it. He was just in case Principal Mi or someone close to him, like Mr. Chang, still had doubts, so he wanted to demonstrate his skills. Mr. Chang was meticulously taking notes as Fang Zhe spoke.
“The feng shui here is excellent, with a wide road and water flowing directly in front. The dormitory building doesn’t need to be overly elaborate or extravagant. Just put some thought into the orientation, roads, walls, and other areas.”
Fang Zhe surveyed the entire site from a high vantage point and said, “The surrounding walls should be shaped like a bow, and the road connecting the gate to the campus should be shaped like a figure seven. This will attract talent here, bringing it prosperity and making the school… ahem.”
While schools were places for teaching and educating, without money, there would be no advanced equipment or high-end research. The economic foundation determined the superstructure, so generating income was crucial.
Fang Zhe pointed out several areas, none of which required much thought. It was indeed different from Shi Changxuan’s scheme. Shi Changxuan’s plan might have you move your original north building to the south. It took a high-ranking executive to pull that off. Xie Lingya had made the right call to Fang Zhe.
Fang Zhe, ever the after-sales service representative, spoke eloquently for twenty minutes, explaining the reasons for this approach, its benefits, and the precautions needed to be taken to mitigate the effects of such an arrangement.
Principal Mi, feeling incredibly well-deserved, listened attentively, and even thanked Fang Zhe, inviting him and Xie Lingya to dinner.
“Does Xiao Shi have classes today? Invite him too!” Principal Mi asked, adding, “Mr. Fang and Xiao Shi are probably friends, right?”
Since they all knew each other, it was perfectly fine to eat together. Xie Lingya called Shi Changxuan and invited him along as well.
….
Principal Mi booked a private room at a restaurant near the school and even invited Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan’s instructors to come, clearly trying to do them a favor.
Even if he hadn’t resorted to such stunts, Professor Zhu and Xie Fan had long known their students’ abilities and treated them very well. Since the two had taken some time off to visit Youdu Mountain, they’d even made copies of their lecture notes and materials and asked them to catch up on the lessons.
Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan sat side by side. Both graduate students, they’d been adults for a long time, so Principal Mi unceremoniously invited them to drink and then joined in on a toast with Fang Zhe.
Fang Zhe’s face flushed from drinking, and he mumbled, “Once the house is finished, I’ll choose an auspicious day… When the beams are raised, the Purple Star will appear in the sky, and the God of Fortune will arrive. Silver water will fall from the sky and flow into the house. On the left, it will flow into your child, and on the right, it will flow into gold…”
Principal Mi’s eyes widened. “Where? What house?”
The mention of gold and the God of Fortune arriving was a source of great excitement.
Xie Lingya thought, what other house could it be? Of course, it would be the small building under construction at Baoyang Temple.
Fang Zhe said, half-crying and half-joking, “I’ve learned so many spells, why am I still losing my hair? I don’t even know a hair-growth spell…”
Xie Lingya: “???”
Fang Zhe: “It’s so hard! Researching mysterious beasts is so hard!”
A good man, seemingly driven to this point by academics… Xie Lingya listened to Fang Zhe’s ramblings and quickly stopped him. “Fang Zhe has had too much to drink.”
The others didn’t understand what a mysterious beast was, let alone the point of research, and were only concerned about his hair loss. So Principal Mi said, “Mr. Fang still has plenty of hair, so losing hair isn’t a big deal. Of course, I still don’t believe he’s constantly losing hair. In times like this, we should trust science. I’ll recommend some hair-growth tonics.”
As he spoke, Principal Mi suddenly stared at Shi Changxuan again. “Xiao Shi, you little bast**d…”
Xie Lingya stared at him. Why was he talking like that? Calling Senior Brother Shi a little bast**d?
Principal Mi: “…I don’t think that little bast**d was doing that gesture just now?” Oh…he was referring to the “little bast**d” Phytolacca God.
Xie Lingya snapped back into consciousness. Wait, wasn’t that gesture just now?
Shi Changxuan was also a little stiff. He turned his head and saw that Phytolacca God had started to raise his hand again when he saw Xie Lingya. After a whole meal, his hand was stretched out and almost touched Xie Lingya’s shoulder.
Shi Changxuan also drank a few glasses of wine and felt that he was not so sensitive. So he did not notice it.
“No.” Shi Changxuan slowly twisted Phytolacca God’s hand back and said, “This arm has joints. I twisted it just because I was bored.”
“Oh…really?” Fortunately, everyone was a little dazed after drinking. Principal Mi thought for two seconds, accepted this statement, and said with a smile, “Xiao Shi, you look steady, but you like to play with dolls. I thought this was some kind of decoration.”
Shi Changxuan: “…”
He wanted to refute but didn’t know how to refute.
“That’s right. Look, Xiao Xie has one too,” Professor Zhu said. “My niece likes to play with them, too. We have three at home and buying them clothes costs more than for people.”
Xie Lingya touched Liu Lingtong, unfazed, admitting, “Yes, I also started playing with dolls after Shi Changxuan’s influence.”
Shi Changxuan: “…”
— That’s right. It was Shi Changxuan who first raised the Phytolacca God, sparking Xie Lingya’s interest.
….
After the dinner, Xie Lingya, Shi Changxuan, and Fang Zhe, arm in arm, walked back to Baoyang Temple with floating steps. Everyone was resting by then.
Fang Zhe went into the room and told them he was going to order the shampoo that Principal Mi had recommended.
Xie Lingya and Shi Changxuan supported each other as they pushed the door open and sat down on the bed. Just then, looking up, the Phytolacca God’s hand was raised again.
Xie Lingya smiled and rested his head on Shi Changxuan’s shoulder.
Liu Lingtong said hurriedly, “Master…”
Xie Lingya’s eyes were half closed, and he was dizzy.
Liu Lingtong called out again, “Brother! Brother!”
The Phytolacca God was still swaying, and as Xie Lingya leaned against Shi Changxuan, its hand completely touched Xie Lingya.
“Such thick hair!”
“Even drinking is so powerful!”
“You even blush after drinking!”
Liu Lingtong: “…”
Shi Changxuan saw the Phytolacca God’s hand resting on Xie Lingya’s head and casually removed it, feeling a sense of emotion. This is a prosthetic limb, if it were his head, wouldn’t he pout at Xie Lingya the moment he missed a moment…!
Shi Changxuan thought this and cupped Xie Lingya’s face.
Xie Lingya glanced at him through drunken eyes, pouting, and his lips touched his, so close that a “chi” sound escaped.
Shi Changxuan: “…”
Shi Changxuan paused for two seconds, then suddenly pressed Xie Lingya down on the bed. Xie Lingya’s rosy lips parted slightly. Shi Changxuan cupped the back of his neck, cracking his teeth open. He lingered on his lips for a moment, then took a little of them in his mouth and licked them with the tip of his tongue.
“Hmm…” Xie Lingya hummed with a nasal sound, and it was unclear whether he was enjoying it or resisting it.
Shi Changxuan was probably affected by the alcohol, but he became more and more excited. The kiss was loud and passionate, and the room was filled with ambiguous sounds.
….
Fang Zhe stumbled out of the room and stepped into Xie Lingya’s room with the door wide open. “Teacher Xie, please lend me some money to pay. I don’t have any money in my account and the bank is under maintenance…”
In an instant, the sounds disappeared.
Fang Zhe: “………………”
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