"Master Zhou, I have surveyed this plot of land and am ready to consult. I'll be speaking with you now."
Long Yun called Zhou Yi aside and cast a wary glance back at Lin Fan.
Lin Fan chuckled, "Are you afraid I'll eavesdrop?"
Long Yun spoke slowly, beginning to explain to Zhou Yi the location of the dragon's pulse, the auspiciousness of the land, what to avoid during development, and how to arrange the Feng Shui layout.
If it were in the past, Zhou Yi would have listened intently and asked Xiao Zheng to record everything.
However, now, she merely nodded perfunctorily.
Seeing this, Long Yun felt a sense of helplessness.
The situation was not in his favor!
The referee's bias was too obvious!
Long Yun turned and walked up to Lin Fan, saying, "Mr. Lin, it's your turn."
"Mm."
Lin Fan responded, then walked forward.
Watching Lin Fan's retreating back, Long Yun suddenly asked, "Mr. Lin, I see you're not carrying anything. Would you like to borrow my Luo Pan?"
He wasn't being kind.
Feng Shui divination was divided into the Southern and Northern schools.
The Northern school predominantly followed the "Form School," focusing more on mountains, rivers, and earth veins, aiming for a harmonious unity with nature.
The Southern school, however, was dominated by the "Qi School," considering a complex array of factors: Yin and Yang, Five Elements, Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches, the four seasons and five directions, the eight trigrams and nine winds, and the Three Yuan and Six Harmonies, all intricately linked to Feng Shui arrangements.
Although Long Yun hailed from the north, he had studied the southern methods.
His Luo Pan was significantly different from the common ones.
If Lin Fan were to take it and not understand it, it would be quite amusing!
"No need."
Lin Fan bent down, picked up a dead branch, snapped off all the twigs, and said with a smile, "This will do."
"You..."
Long Yun was dumbfounded.
Was this a joke?
Who used a wooden stick to divine Feng Shui?
He hadn't even heard of such a thing, let alone seen it!
Even Zhou Yi found it a bit frivolous.
Developing a housing complex involved billions of yuan, and while Feng Shui might seem like mere superstition to ordinary people, it was a matter of great importance to developers.
The success of property sales and the smoothness of construction could well depend on the initial Feng Shui layout.
Even state-owned enterprises and central enterprises adhered to these principles.
Lin Fan, unfazed, walked forward with the wooden stick.
Long Yun followed closely behind.
He wanted to see if this incredibly arrogant young man was putting on a show, trying to deceive them, or if he truly possessed some unexpected skill.
Zhou Yi and Xiao Zheng also followed.
They were equally curious to see what Lin Fan would do.
"Here."
Lin Fan activated his Zi Ji Ling Tong (Purple Pole Spirit Eye) and saw that on the vast, barren land, a faint mist clung to the ground, as if the earth were draped in a cloak of varying colors and densities.
He walked to a spot without any markers and inserted the wooden stick into the soil. Turning back, he said, "Sister Zhou, the Earth Qi within a thousand square paces centered on this spot is quite good."
Zhou Yi's eyes widened. "Master Long, is that what you said as well?"
She turned to look at Long Yun, only to see him looking as if he had seen a ghost, his eyes several times wider than hers.
"Impossible, impossible..."
Long Yun trembled as if struck by lightning.
Just now,
a young man with a wooden stick,
had effortlessly identified the Xin Ren Gathering Water formation!
During his apprenticeship, Long Yun had heard that powerful Feng Shui masters of the past could divine Feng Shui with their eyes alone.
Such experts, through years of accumulated experience and meticulous observation, could discern the source, flow, and even the density of Earth Qi by examining the soil's history, color, and moisture content.
While Long Yun admired such abilities, he had never dared to imagine himself acquiring such profound and unique secret techniques.
Lin Fan, holding the wooden stick, pointed to a spot on the right and said, "Sister Zhou, that's a good spot, but unfortunately it's too small. You could build a fountain there."
"That's called a Dragon's Pulse!"
Long Yun clenched his fists, his mind in turmoil. "He doesn't even know what a Dragon's Pulse is, how did he find it?"
"He also knows about seeking dragons and gathering water. Is he pretending to be foolish, or is he truly foolish?"
Zhou Yi nodded and said to Xiao Zheng, "Xiao Zheng, hurry and record this. Don't miss a single detail."
"Yes, boss."
Xiao Zheng quickly took out her notebook, first drawing a rough map, then labeling the spots Lin Fan indicated with smiley faces.
Lin Fan then walked to the edge of the area.
There was an oval-shaped spot emitting a grayish-black mist.
Lin Fan drew a circle around the mist with the wooden stick and said, "Sister Zhou, this area is not good. It's best not to build residences here."
Long Yun was immediately bewildered. "That's a place where malevolent Qi gathers!"
Three consecutive spots, all correctly identified!
Long Yun no longer doubted Lin Fan's abilities; instead, he felt a sense of awe, as if looking up at a towering mountain.
When did such a prodigy appear in the world?
This seemingly ignorant child was, in fact, a hidden master!
"Huh."
As he reached the southwest side, a faint golden light suddenly appeared before Lin Fan's eyes.
"What is this..."
Driven by curiosity, Lin Fan walked over to the golden light, which was about the size of a washbasin.
"Xiao Fan, what are you looking at?"
Zhou Yi, noticing Lin Fan staring intently at the ground, walked over curiously.
Xiao Zheng followed closely behind.
Long Yun was also curious, but he maintained his composure due to his status and followed the two women at a leisurely pace.
Upon reaching him, Lin Fan stomped twice on the spot where the golden light was emanating and said, "Sister Zhou, there's something buried here."
"Ah?" Zhou Yi looked at the flat ground in surprise. "What is there?"
"It seems..."
Lin Fan paused before finishing his sentence.
The golden light indicated a treasure!
Although the color was faint, suggesting it might not be extremely valuable, it was still unexpected wealth!
In front of others, he was unsure whether to speak.
Zhou Yi sensed his hesitation and turned to ask, "Master Long, have you noticed anything?"
"I..."
Long Yun was stunned.
After a moment of thought, he slumped his shoulders and, steeling himself, said, "Resident Zhou, I admit defeat. However, please allow me to stay a while longer. I wish to know what Mr. Lin has discovered here."
Zhou Yi frowned, thinking, "He's really thick-skinned!"
She had wanted to dismiss Long Yun, but he stubbornly refused to leave.
She looked around. There were two women and two men present.
Long Yun was too old to do any physical labor.
Lin Fan was young and strong, but he was a true master, and there was no reason to make a master do manual work.
The driver...
A gust of cold wind blew, causing Zhou Yi to shiver.
On such a cold day, she didn't want to watch her driver struggle to dig a hole.
"Xiao Zheng, call Li Si and have him find a small excavator. And tell him to hurry."
Zhou Yi thought of Li Si, who was in the earthmoving and sand and gravel business.
Li Si had a lot of construction machinery and many strong workers.