C22

Just as Zhou Heng was getting impatient, the old butler of the Tong Family Villa finally appeared, followed by a few attendants dressed in black behind him.

"Old Master Luo!" From afar, the old housekeeper saw the old man standing by the iron gate. He quickly quickened his pace and walked towards him.

Seeing that someone had finally stepped out from the manor, the crowd in front of the iron gate started to stir. They all started to shout about their identity and purpose, hoping that the old butler would let them in.

The iron gate slowly opened, but because no one had obtained the Tong Family's permission, no one dared to take a step into the villa, other than Zhou Heng.

"Someone's finally here!" Zhou Heng's tone was slightly dissatisfied, he felt that this family was treating their guests too lightly. Under the astonished gaze of the crowd, he walked up to the old butler.

"Old mister, next time, remember to open the door early." Zhou Heng said to the old butler, "Oh yes, my name is Zhou Heng, I am here to answer —" Before the old butler could finish speaking, the servants behind him had surrounded Zhou Heng.

"Hmm?" Zhou Heng didn't think that their actions were done with good intentions. Although he wasn't willing to have a conflict with a potential employer, he could still accompany them if they had to fight.

Zhou Heng clenched his fists.

"Alright, alright." The elderly man outside the iron gate also walked in slowly. He said to the butler, "Tong Wei, this young lad is also a Feng Shui Master like me."

"So that's how it is." Tong Wei looked up and down at Zhou Heng, obviously not believing him, but since Chinese feng shui's Taishan and the Big Dipper Camel had already spoken, there was no way he could refute them.

The servants surrounding Zhou Heng dispersed.

"Scram!" Zhou Heng let out an unhappy snort. It was no wonder that he was unhappy with the way he had been treated after having been shut up for so long.

"Camel, why didn't you inform me in advance?" The Tong Wei asked the old man, "I came to welcome you in, so that you wouldn't wait too long."

The Camel shook his head helplessly. "I'm old and can't use new things. I don't know how to use cell phones or phone calls."

These were not new things. Zhou Heng retorted in his heart.

"It's all thanks to this young lad," Camel looked at Zhou Heng, "It's already the young generation's fault, us old things are all useless."

"Camel is joking." The Tong Wei replied with a smile, then said, "Please follow me in."

Camel nodded, and Zhou Heng saw that the mission might be triggered, and followed him.

At this time, the iron gate behind them slowly closed, and none of the guests that came to visit were allowed to enter.

The manor took up a lot of space and was almost the same size as the Coastal University. It was hard to imagine that this was just a private residence. The Tong Wei was naturally very familiar with the environment here, but what surprised Zhou Heng was that the Camel seemed to be very familiar with the place as well.

It was not because of any novelty, but because Zhou Heng was looking for the source of the Yin Qi in the manor.

When he was outside the iron gate, he had not sensed it, but after entering the villa, Zhou Heng felt a faint Yin Qi, it was just that this Yin Qi was too thin, it was difficult to determine where it came from.

"Have any of you died here?" Zhou Heng asked a servant beside him.

The attendant ignored him.

Zhou Heng curled his lips, not giving up, and asked again: "How long has your Young Miss been sick?"

The servant was obviously unhappy, he turned and said to Zhou Heng: "Mr. Feng Shui Master, please mind your own business." In his opinion, if not for the Camel's recommendation, he wouldn't even be qualified to enter the garden.

Before Zhou Heng could speak, Tong Wei reprimanded him first: "Don't talk to guests like that."

"You are quite sensible." Zhou Heng said with a smile.

The three of them and the rest of the servants did not go to Miss Tong's ward, but to the dining hall. At this time, there were already a lot of people gathered in the hall, and when they saw Tong Wei bringing people over, they all looked over.

The people sitting in the hall were all outstanding figures of Chinese feng shui. They had rushed over from all over the place at Tong Family's invitation, and some of the people who were farther away had arrived a few days earlier. And Camel was the last one to arrive among the invitees. Xiang Yunhai had only heard that the Tong Family was inviting Feng Shui Master s from various places, but he did not know if it was invitations or public recruitment, to the point of informing Zhou Heng that it was an invitation.

Inside the hall, a dark brown wooden dragon head chair was placed in the middle of the room. From Feng Shui's perspective, the location of this wooden chair with a dragon head was precisely the "Daji" in this room. (TL: Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji = Daji)

A small servant walked up to Camel and said: "This way, please." As he said that, he led Camel to the dragon head chair and sat down.

"Hello, little friend!" Zhou Heng held onto the child's shoulder, "Excuse me, where do I sit?"

There was only one seat left in the hall, the wooden dragon head chair.

He was young, and everything he did depended on the orders of his seniors. At this time, he was unable to answer Zhou Heng's question, and actually began to slowly sniff and cry.

"Don't, don't cry!" Zhou Heng immediately wanted to stop his, but how could he stop a child from crying?

The child was not only crying, but his crying became louder and louder. In the end, he began to wail.

Zhou Heng obviously did not think that his actions would bring about such an effect. He would rather deal with a wraith than get along with a crying child, not to mention that the child seemed to be crying because of him.

At this moment, when the two attendants had left, one of them brought a wooden chair, while the other carried away the crying boy.

The hall immediately quieted down.

~ The Camel is the great peak of the Chinese feng shui, and the people sitting here are all his juniors. The Chinese tradition values seniority the most, so everyone giving Da Ji's position to the Camel is only a given, but what qualifications does this rash kid who has never seen him before have to sit down? ~ ~ ~ ~ (~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~

But since it came from the Camel, no one could oppose it. Otherwise, they would be disrespectful.

"I'll just sit there." Zhou Heng did not like sitting in the middle of the crowd, he did not understand Feng Shui at all, so sitting in such an obvious position would probably expose his secret, he pointed at the chair that the servants had brought him, "I will go and sit there."

Everyone in the hall thought that this person wasn't that bad.

Zhou Heng sat in his own seat, the newly moved chair obviously didn't fit in with the others' position, only his butt had a piece of cloth pad.

Zhou Heng thought for a while, then stood up from his seat, grabbed the cloth pad on the chair, and walked to the front of Camel who was already seated on the wooden chair with the dragon head, and handed the cloth pad over to him: "This chair of yours is pretty hard, take my cushion and sit down." He had no intention of showing off, he was only thinking for the sake of this old man who looked like he was at the end of his life — it was truly not easy to come out to earn a living at such an age.

"Bastard!" Suddenly, a man slammed the table and stood up.

The one who stood up was a half-bald, middle-aged man. He wore a wide, yellow Daoist robe, but it still could not conceal his belly. The middle-aged man shouted at Zhou Heng: "Give the cushion to Camel, what are you planning?!"

What purpose? Zhou Heng was so confused by his words that he did not react. Am I not doing this out of good intentions?

Seeing that Zhou Heng did not say anything, the middle-aged man snorted, placed his hands behind his back, and started speaking to himself.

As he said that, the other seated people all started to clap, and even the Camel seated in the middle had a look of praise in his eyes.

"If you use the cloth pad to cut off the Camel and the Dragon Throne, then you will lose the ability to use wood to resist the earth, and use the earth to resist the heavens. This is the way of turning a great fortune into a great fortune, and breaking two with one, this is the way of turning a great fortune into a great calamity. You have turned the position of Great Ji into that of great evildoer. It's just an insignificant skill, how can it be hidden from our eyes! "

The fatter the middle-aged man, the angrier he became. In the end, he pointed at Zhou Heng and shouted loudly: "Quickly tell me, what are you planning to do?!"

The Heavenly Master System had not displayed its higher level functions to him, thus Zhou Heng was unable to understand what he was saying!