As the Spring Festival approaches, the outskirts of Jiangcheng, a third-tier city under Central and Southern Province, are silent.

The winter night here is soaked in cold weather. The air seems to be cold to the point where the wind is not strong, but the occasionally shaking branches can make people feel biting cold.

Not long after, a team of extremely grand and low-key black off-road vehicles, with bright headlights, stopped neatly on a road in the suburbs like a long dragon from far to near.

A group of men in black wool suits got out of the car one after another and stood respectfully on the side of the road.

After a while, the door of the last Grand Cherokee in the convoy slowly opened, and a young woman jumped out of the car in a thick black down jacket that reached her ankle.

She got off the car with a small lantern with a simple shape in one hand. The cold air that came to her face made her subconsciously raise her other hand and stroke the black and purple marten-haired and fur hat on her head.

The men in black suits immediately showed kind smiles at her and greeted her: "How are you doing all the way to Wen Xiaotianshi?"

Someone looked at the extremely wide Cherokee behind her and chased her and asked, "Where is Master Zhang? Master Zhang is here too?"

Wen Yinuo didn't say anything, stood gracefully, and gave to the side with a cold expression.

The car door opened again, and a man who was so tall that he was a little fat, walked out of the car majestic.

Unlike those men in suits, he was wearing a retro black robe and stood on the ground like a tall tower.

Another cold wind blew over, the dead branches were blew, and the moonlight in the sky happened to be blocked by the clouds.

Wen Yinuo was soaked in the cold wind and almost shivered. He wanted to reach out to his little lantern and bake it.

But she also knew it was useless, because the small lantern was actually filled with solar LED lamps. Of course, surrounded by thick ivory lantern paper, it was impossible to see from the outside.

Only a circle of dizzy light was revealed, which contrasted with the moonlight covered by floating clouds in the sky, shining on the people.

Although she was wearing gloves with the same color of mink skin on her hands, the cold wind was still everywhere, frozen her mink skin gloves into an ice sculpture artwork.

Wen Yinuo trembled his arms and let out a breath, feeling what it means to "sniff the air into frost".

In winter in Central and Southern Province, it is like an embroiderer with a weird temper. Most of the time, she sits quietly there embroidery and has no sense of existence.

But I don’t know when I will suddenly go crazy and prick you with a needle like a cold piercing.

The cold and moisture kept drilling into the bones.

In comparison, people in Central and Southern Province are the most cold-resistant, and neither northern nor southern people can compare.

Wen Yinuo is an authentic Jiangcheng native, but she has no prospects and has never been used to the winter here.

At this time, the tall and fat man raised his chest and stood in front of Wen Yinuo without hesitation, just blocking the sudden cold wind.

It was cold, and the man's extremely black robe looked very thick, with black marten velvet on his neck, almost wrapping his entire face.

The night was so dark that in addition to a wool hat, he also wore a pair of sunglasses that covered half of his face.

When I look up at someone, I have a momentum of being unhurried and powerful.

After getting off the car, I was not in a hurry to leave. I stood in the withered grass beside the curb, holding a half-person-high vineyard stick beside me, with a steady and stable posture.

A slightly shorter and thin man ran up from behind, made a gesture to the man beside Wen Yinuo, and said in a very flattering manner: "Master Zhang Datian, please come here."

The tall and strong man nodded a little before walking forward with a reserved attitude.

He is tall and walks slowly, but he takes a very big step when he takes one step.

Wen Yinuo quickly walked beside him silently with a small lantern.

The two of them didn't say anything along the way.

But the group of men in black suits followed behind and kept pointing at the two in front and whispering.

"...Is this the great master Zhang Fengqi who Boss Luo spent a lot of money to invite?"

"It's him. I heard that the price is twice as expensive as the Thai monk!"

"Tsk tsk, this is the most famous among the celestial masters in this province?"

"Well, it is said that he is the true descendant of the 78th generation of the direct descendant of the Tianshidao, and is well-known at home and abroad, and is the first in the south of China!"

"More than that... I heard that Master Zhang only takes five orders a year, and there are still many taboos!"

"It must be many! Have you ever seen a Feng Shui master who insists on watching Feng Shui at night? It's not about looking at the yin house!"

"You know nothing! He is a great master! Does the great master understand?! What Feng Shui master! - Can the matter of the heavenly master be nonsense?!"

"Also, Master Zhang only looks at Yang's house, never looks at Yin's house. Doesn't he know much more than you?"

"...just look at Yangzhai? This is rare..."

"But look at Yangzhai, why do you have to see it at night? - Can you see it clearly?"

"You don't understand this anymore, Master Zhang said, this is called not looking at the sun and not looking at the shade at night."

"He said he never looked at the yin house, he only looked at the yang house. And the yang house can only be seen accurately only at night!"

The group chatted until Wen Yinuo and Zhang Fengqi in front stopped and stood under a tall evergreen tree and watched.

The short and thin man in a suit hurriedly stepped forward: "Master Zhang, how do you think about this place?"

"If you think you can, we'll choose this."

Zhang Fengqi took off his sunglasses, frowned and looked around, and said in a deep voice: "Who picked the ground? - I don't think it's good!"

He is in his forties and is well maintained, and looks like he is in his early thirties.

His voice was bright and full of momentum. The sound of the sound in the middle of the night scared the people behind him.

Only Wen Yinuo was accustomed to being cold on Zhang Sujing's pretty face, stood beside Zhang Feng's side, changed the small lantern in his hand and carried it in one hand.

The short man stood beside Zhang Feng, and was scared by his loud voice. He understood his words and shivered even more: "You... say this place is not good?"

"This is the Feng Shui that our boss Luo spent a lot of money to show from the monks invited from Thailand!"

Zhang Fengqi hummed heavily, and put up the crutches in his hand, pointed to the distance, and said disdainfully: "Then tell me, what's the best place in the Thai monk?"

Wen Yinuo's eyes twitched and his head was silently lowered.

The thin and short man in the suit stretched out his arms, pointed and spitted: "...Did you see the mountain in front? It's semicircular, like a bucket."

"There is a small river at the foot of the mountain, called the Emerald River in the local area, which is green all year round."

"The Thai monk said that there is a saying, "Golden Bie Cuiwei, it is a good place to hide wealth!"

"In the past few decades, there has been no one nearby for thirty miles. I have been raising my treasures and no one can take them away."

"If the villas are built here, not only will the people living here be smooth sailing, but they will also be able to be missed by future generations!"

Wen Yinuo couldn't stand it anymore, so he raised his eyes and said lightly: "...Is Ze used this way in the future?"

"...It's mainly because I'm going to listen to it. Don't mind Master Wen Xiaotian." The short man explained nervously, afraid that she would get angry.

Zhang Feng snorted, and drew a semicircle in his hand: "I don't know which Thai monk chose this villa for your boss, nor do I know how much your boss spent. I can only say, you are either cheated or cheated!"

Everyone: "..."

Don’t cheating and cheating mean the same thing?

The short man in a suit asked tactfully, "...What do you mean?"

Zhang Fengqi sighed with a serious look on his face, "Of course, cheating and cheating do not mean the same thing."

"Being cheated is because the liar has no real talent and knowledge, so he fools people with fake goods. Although there will be losses, there is no big problem. It is no big deal to lose money and eliminate disasters."

"But being cheated is different. Being cheated means that the other party has information and is deliberately making a plan to fool you. If you step on such a plan, it is not as simple as losing money and eliminating disasters!"

The group of men in black suits behind gasped and their eyes looked even more complicated when they looked at Zhang Fengqi.

The short man in the suit immediately collapsed halfway, nodded and bowed to Zhang Feng, and asked stammeringly: "Zhang... Master Zhang Datian, tell me what's going on? This piece of land is really bad. Can't you take it down to build a villa group?"

Boss Luo is a famous real estate developer in Central and Southern Province. He is waiting to do another big project in Jiangcheng, make a lot of money, and become a national-level big real estate developer.

These days, small wealth depends on luck and great wealth depends on fate.

Therefore, Feng Shui is particularly important when doing real estate transactions.

Zhang Fengqi looked at the surrounding scenery, smiling without saying a word.

Wen Yinuo coughed gently, raised the small lantern and took a step forward, raised his hand and waved it gently, and said in an orderly manner: "Look at this place, there are no housing or people in the visible places, but it is not in the wilderness."

"There are indeed mountains over there, and there are indeed rivers under the mountain."

"That mountain circled the place halfway, like a barrier, isolating the boundary between civilization and barbarism."

"Just looking at these two points, it is indeed a beautiful house where a living person lives in a golden belt and green surroundings, surrounded by mountains and rivers!"

The short man in a suit heard his heart as if he was hanging in the air by silk thread, and he just waited for Wen Yinuo to say the word "but".

Because they all understand Wen Yinuo's statement, it is called "to be resentful first if you want to suppress it."

First, I will hold you high, and then throw you down with a squeak.

If you climb high, you will have to fall heavily.

As a result, he waited for a long time and said, "But" it was not the little Tianshi Wen Yinuo, but the big Tianshi Zhang.

Zhang Fengqi raised his hands behind his back, raised his crutch and pointed to the direction of the mountain, shook his head and looked regretful: "...But, I don't know if this Thai monk was careless or did not see it on purpose, there were two railway tracks there."

On the other side of the mountain not far away, there were a few bright rails soaring into the sky and windingly.

Zhang Fengqi continued: "The golden belt and green surroundings were broken by these two railway tracks."
To be continued...