Mr. Feng Shui of the Republic of China

In Xia's study, Ah Bao handed a document to Xia Jingsheng: "Young Master, here are the documents you want."

Ah Bao's information is extremely detailed, ranging from Sun Wenxi's background to Sun Wenxi's preferences.

Xia Jingsheng's gaze was fixed on one section, and a strange color appeared on his face: "God's pardon?"

Amnesty is a god of auspiciousness, and those who enter the fate of Amnesty will have great luck in the event of death, be free from disease and disaster, and be safe and smooth in life, which is beyond words.

A very small number of natives even have the natural ability to exorcise evil spirits, because they are too lucky to be afraid of evil spirits.

In a split second, Xia Jingsheng understood why Sun Wenxi was able to punch the ghost that day without a hair being injured.

It's no wonder that Sun Wenxi doesn't believe in feng shui at all. This kind of fate is a proper "ghost sees sorrow".

Xia Jingsheng stared at the paper for a long time, and finally locked it in the drawer.

Three days later, Sun Wenxi actually came to the door with real money.

When Xia Jingsheng came to the main hall, he saw Sun Wenxi in a neat suit for the first time.

Sun Wenxi sat on the chair of the Eight Immortals, with many brocade boxes piled up by his hand, and had a good chat with Xia Jingrui.

Hearing Xia Jingsheng's footsteps, Sun Wenxi smiled and said, "I followed the rules this time, do you see if it's enough?"

Xia Jingsheng took the box, but didn't open it. Instead, he looked at Xia Jingrui, "When I'm talking about things, I don't like people around."

Xia Jingrui's face froze, and he forced a smile: "Brother Wenxi, let's talk."

After Xia Jingrui left, Xia Jingsheng said, "What's the matter?"

"Maybe let's do the math, why did I ask you for help this time?" Sun Wenxi held a jasmine scented tablet and looked at Xia Jingsheng with a smile on his face.

"The death of Baohui Bank's employees?" Seeing that he was not in a hurry, Xia Jingsheng sat down leisurely.

"..." Sun Wenxi was startled, "Did you really figure it out?"

"It's in the newspaper."

"Then what do you think? The two deceased really committed suicide?" Sun Wenxi straightened his back.

Xia Jingsheng didn't answer.

He followed Sun Wenxi for a field trip.

The location of Baohui Bank is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Jiangcheng, next to the department store street, where the flow of people gathers and it is very lively.

The appearance of the bank is a 6-storey circular vaulted building, and many people will say it is beautiful when they see it.

But Xia Jingsheng's complexion has not been very good since he got to the field.

Entering the gate of Baohui, Xia Jingsheng paused and said, "Who is in charge of the bank's site selection and internal bureau setting?"

"It's Xue Cheng, the deputy general manager, what's wrong?"

"Look at this staircase." Xia Jingsheng pointed to his feet, "The staircase goes downwards, only a private house is built like this."

Sun Wenxi's face changed slightly, and after Xia Jingsheng mentioned it, he realized that it was true.

Take the department store on the side as an example, the stairs at the entrance on the first floor are indeed going up.

"This kind of arrangement is called 'sitting like a yin house' in Fengshui, and it is a very ominous pattern. You see, the aisle facing the stairs runs straight through the whole building. This is a very serious evil in the central hall."

"What will happen to Baohui in the end if it continues to operate with this layout?" Sun Wenxi asked bluntly.

Xia Jingsheng said with a serious face: "At least it will cost money, and at worst it will go bankrupt. There is no good Fengshui layout in this building. I am afraid that someone did it on purpose."

The two came to the roof together, and Sun Wenxi opened the side door on the top floor and walked outside.

Looking down from the top floor, you can see the river from where Baohui is located.

Xia Jingsheng laughed softly: "It seems that the designer not only wanted Baohui to lose money, but the Feng Shui of this external situation is simply seeking money and murder."

"Since ancient times, seeing water is like seeing wealth. Baohui Bank's external layout is backed by mountains and facing water. It was originally considered a good structure, but it is a pity..." Xia Jingsheng pointed to a tall building in the distance and said, "That department store is located in Baohui. There is an old saying that it is better to call the green dragon taller than the white tiger. It is said that the buildings in the Qinglong square should be taller than those in the white tiger square. They are low-rise buildings, and the Baihufang Department Store is independent in Guyang, which forms the Baihu Probe Sha.”

Under Xia Jingsheng's explanation, Sun Wenxi understood that the white tiger's probe led to bloody disasters. Therefore, employees who have been working in Baohui for a long time are easily affected by the evil spirit.

Xia Jingsheng pointed to a railing on the top floor and asked, "This is the scene of the first case, right?"

Sun Wenxi took a closer look, and it was indeed the location where Huang Li jumped from the building in the first case.

Sun Wenxi asked in surprise, "How did you find out?"

"It told me." Xia Jingsheng raised his hand and wiped the center of Sun Wenxi's eyebrows.

With such a light touch, a woman in a bank uniform appeared in front of Sun Wenxi.

"Huang Li?" Sun Wenxi subconsciously called out.

The woman didn't seem to see them at all, and just walked out on her own.

Seeing that he had already stepped over the railing, Sun Wenxi quickly stretched out his hand to hold him back. Unexpectedly, the woman looked thin, but she was surprisingly strong.

Sun Wenxi didn't notice, half of his body almost fell out.

Fortunately, Xia Jingsheng pulled him back from behind: "Be careful! Be careful if you touch that thing. If you let go, it's not a human being."

It was said that as soon as Sun Wenxi let go of his hand, "Huang Li" fell down the stairs.

"This..." Sun Wenxi's heart was shocked, and he looked at Xia Jingsheng in a blink of an eye, but he saw a familiar expression on his face.

Xia Jingsheng: "Don't worry, that's not a human being, it's a substitute that Binding found."

People who become spirit-bound after death, most of them died unexpectedly during their lifetime, and because of some special reasons, they could not be reincarnated, so they repeated the process of dying day after day.

If Bound Spirit wants to be reincarnated, he must find a substitute.

But they are different from ordinary ghosts. Bound spirits are bound in one place and repeat the same behavior every day.

For example, Huang Li must have been on the roof before she was alive. Bewitched by the bound spirit who was trapped on the roof, she jumped off the building and died.It can't move freely, so it can only wait for someone on the roof before finding another substitute.

"You mean, Huang Li was killed by the bound spirit on the rooftop?"

Xia Jingsheng: "That's right, ordinary people can't see the bound spirits during the day, but they do exist, and they can use various methods to confuse people's hearts, so that people who are originally weak-willed will commit suicide."

The two came to the second crime scene - the safe room.After the suicide case, the safe room has been vacant.

As soon as I entered the door, I felt a chill rushing towards my face.

In the corner of the insurance room squatted a man in uniform, staring at Sun Wenxi for a moment. It was the insurance room administrator who hanged himself to death.

The man was muttering something, but Sun Wenxi couldn't hear his voice.

"What is he saying?"

"He said, what's so good about living? It's better to die than to be a wimp for the rest of your life."

Sun Wenxi was shocked: "Is he also a substitute for the binding spirit?"

"That's right, he was bewitched, hanged himself, and became a substitute for the last hanged Binding Spirit."

Sun Wenxi said with a serious expression: "The Baohui Building has just been completed not long ago. Is it because of the white tiger's poking head that it has attracted so many bound spirits?"

Xia Jingsheng shook his head: "Although the white tiger probing the evil spirit is mainly a disaster of blood and light, it will only make the staff in it feel uncomfortable, such as chest tightness, shortness of breath, upset and irritable, etc., and will not attract a large number of bound spirits."

"The newly completed building will have so many bound spirits. There is only one possibility. Something happened to this land before the building was built."

Sun Wenxi thought for a while: "I have a solution, follow me." Saying that, he grabbed Xia Jingsheng's hand.

Xia Jingsheng was not used to this sudden physical contact, so he subconsciously shrank his hands back.

Sun Wenxi pulled his hand even tighter without realizing it.

Xia Jingsheng struggled to no avail, so he simply let him lead him away.

Not long after, Sun Wenxi led Xia Jingsheng to an alley not far from the Baohui Building, and finally stopped in front of a small shop after many twists and turns.

"Uncle Qi!" Sun Wenxi yelled into the store.

"Hey, here we come!" A man in a gray hanging shirt put down the noodle bowl, "Mr. Sun is here, is it still the same today?"

"As usual, two bowls of fried noodles." Sun Wenxi laughed.

"Okay." Uncle Qi poured the noodles into the pot neatly, and after a short while, two bowls of fried sauce noodles filled with condiments were on the table.

Sun Wenxi took out the chopsticks from the bamboo tube and handed it to Xia Jingsheng: "Come on, try it, Uncle Qi's Zhajiang noodles are the most authentic Zhajiang noodles I have eaten in Jiangcheng."

Xia Jingsheng took a sip. The noodles with fried sauce were rich in aroma, smooth and refreshing.

Sun Wenxi looked at him expectantly: "How is it?"

"good to eat."

Xia Jingsheng was always very gentle when he ate. Sun Wenxi finished a bowl of noodles in two or three bites, and Xia Jingsheng only ate a small half.

After eating the noodles, Sun Wenxi pulled people to chat: "Uncle Qi, you have been in Jiangcheng for more than 20 years."

"28 years."

"Then do you know what Baohui Bank's land was doing a few years ago?"

As soon as Sun Wenxi finished speaking, Uncle Qi's expression changed: "Mr. Sun, why are you asking this?"

"Baohui has a lot of accidents recently. Some people say that place is very evil. I'm just curious."

There were not many guests at this hour. Uncle Qi wiped the sweat from his forehead with a towel, sat in front of Sun Wenxi, frowned and said, "Let me tell you, that land used to bury dead people. Before Baohui opened, that land There have been many companies in the land, but they can't continue... I remember that when the building was first built, someone dug out three skeletons from the ground, and since then, the place has become extremely evil."

Xia Jingsheng swallowed a mouthful of noodles: "Did anyone look at it?"

"I've seen it, how can I not look at it, a few years ago, I invited an expert, said that these three people will find a substitute, and three people must die to calm the storm, those bosses and employees are scared to run away, then The land has been barren until Baohui took over. I heard that Baohui’s boss is from the north, so he must have never heard of the land and was tricked.”