35: Chapter 35 Playing to Strengths and Avoiding Weaknesses

Han Jingyang used a single sentence to shut down all of Zhou Yucheng's little schemes.

The reason he said this wasn't because he disliked scheming, but rather because he knew his own limits. In other areas, he might not be inferior to these old guys, but when it came to scheming, he was truly no match for them.

Besides, it was truly exhausting.

Therefore, playing to his strengths and avoiding his weaknesses was the golden rule. When dealing with old guys like Zhou Yucheng, he would simply abandon all roundabout tactics and let the old guys speak and act according to his own rhythm and habits.

As a master of metaphysics, he had that right.

Just look, Zhou Yucheng was scolded to his face by him, and didn't even dare to let out a peep.

At the entrance of Zhou Yucheng's villa.

Han Jingyang stood there holding the compass for a full four or five minutes.

Zhou Yucheng stood to the side, not daring to ask or urge him, but his expression grew increasingly conflicted because Han Jingyang's expression was also quite conflicted.

Until he could no longer hold it in, he asked cautiously: "Little Han, is something wrong?"

Han Jingyang slowly let out a breath: "Old Zhou, do you usually live here?"

"I do."

"Is there anyone else at home?"

"Yes, my elderly mother, my wife, and a nanny. My son, daughter, grandson, granddaughter, and granddaughter from my daughter occasionally come to stay here too."

"Is everything normal?"

"Everything is normal. My elderly mother is still as spry as ever."

Han Jingyang furrowed his brows, staring at the black aura permeating the villa before him, completely at a loss as to where to begin.

Ever since he obtained this compass, he had witnessed many scenes that ordinary people could not see, which was what was called Earth Qi and Feng Shui, including that of his own home.

But this was his first time seeing something like Zhou Yucheng's house.

It was perfectly normal to have some black aura; a cluster of black aura always lingered in his own bathroom, but the coverage area and color intensity were within an acceptable range.

But the one at Zhou Yucheng's place was clearly exceeding the limit.

Had it only just become like this? Or was there some other hidden mystery?

After all, Han Jingyang had only been in contact with these things for a few days, and he dared not be certain that the black aura would definitely cause negative effects.

Perhaps it just looked scary, but in reality, the impact wasn't that big?

Han Jingyang hesitated about whether to tell Zhou Yucheng.

Zhou Yucheng, however, was even more apprehensive: "Little Han, just say it directly, I can take it."

Han Jingyang slowly exhaled: "Professor Zhou, I am not sure if what I see is real, I can only say that this villa is currently not very suitable for living."

"Why?"

"The malevolent aura is extremely heavy, which will severely affect your fortune. But you say everything is normal, which is very strange. Either I am mistaken, or..."

"Or what?"

"Or the timing hasn't arrived yet."

"The timing hasn't arrived?"

"Yes, but this situation is even more serious. The situation I see right now is already extremely critical. If it brews for a while longer and then explodes instantly, the consequences will be unimaginable." Han Jingyang said this, linking it to the various things that happened to Sun Xiaoliang, and his expression changed: "Did you get yourself into some kind of trouble?"

"Ah?" Zhou Yucheng's complexion changed rapidly. With a "thud," he knelt down in front of Han Jingyang: "Little Han, you must save me."

Han Jingyang dodged to the side: "I have no interest in your affairs, and I cannot manage them. I can only warn you that the matter has already reached a very dangerous stage. Be careful; the Feng Shui here is already nearly out of control."

"Is there any way to resolve this?"

"Dispersing it is easy, but that is only the superficial symptom." Han Jingyang thought for a moment and gave a vivid example: "The situation is like this: there is a piece of rotten meat in your house, attracting a large swarm of flies to buzz around inside and outside the house. Dispersing the flies is simple, but as long as the rotten meat remains, flies will definitely come again. Even if there are no flies, there will be other derivatives like foul odors, maggots, bacteria, or even viruses that will cause negative effects on the people in the residence."

"In other words, is the Feng Shui just a superficial symptom?"

"Not entirely. They are mutually interdependent and can influence each other. The relationship between them is very complex and cannot be explained in a few words. You just need to know that you can influence the Feng Shui, and the Feng Shui can, in turn, influence you. Each specific case must be analyzed specifically."

Zhou Yucheng was even more terrified: "Does that mean my situation is unsolvable by the Feng Shui Arts?"

"No, there is a solution, but it is beyond my capabilities."

"How to solve it?"

"In my opinion, the way is to find one or more high-grade dharma instruments to fundamentally change the Feng Shui of this place and your personal fortune. Perhaps that way there is a chance for you to Turning Misfortune into Blessing."

"Where can I find such a dharma instrument?"

"I don't know," Han Jingyang shook his head: "I have never seen a dharma instrument of that level, so don't bother thinking about it. What you can do for now is to exercise your own subjective initiative to turn the current situation around."

Zhou Yucheng wiped the cold sweat from his forehead: "How about we go inside first?"

"Sure," Han Jingyang entered the door and continued to observe the arrangement inside the villa.

Given Zhou Yucheng's financial resources and status, the decoration of this villa was naturally top-notch and extremely elegant. The ornaments placed around were mostly exquisite antiques; the prices might not be very high, but the condition was very good.

There were too many antiques on the market that were in good condition but not expensive. Such antiques were either from a more recent era or had a large number in existence. A low price did not mean poor quality.

Zhou Yucheng was wealthy and knew his stuff, so collecting such items was naturally not difficult.

Precisely because of this, the Feng Shui in the room was still quite good, managing to hold up despite the erosion of the black aura.

It could only be said that Zhou Yucheng's foundation was too deep; otherwise, something would have gone wrong long ago.

Thinking of this, he suddenly didn't want to get involved; it was truly too dangerous.

But before he could speak, Zhou Yucheng dragged several safes out from the inner room and opened them all at once: "Little Han, as long as you can help me survive this disaster, all of these will be yours."

Saying this, he slapped himself: "I mean, as long as you take action, regardless of whether you succeed or not, all of these will be yours."

Han Jingyang glanced at them, and his heartbeat instantly accelerated.

Good stuff!

Unquestionably authentic pieces.

Especially one of the blue and white large jars; one look and it was clearly from the Yuan Dynasty. Although its condition was not as good as the famous "Jar Depicting Guiguzi Descending the Mountain," its value was definitely not low, starting at an eight-figure sum.

But the more this was the case, the more he wanted to refuse.

Gains and risks are always directly proportional. If a person is willing to pay a reward far beyond imagination, it must be because the trouble they are facing is also far beyond imagination.

Linking this to Zhou Yucheng's previous eagerness to do a favor for Mr. Shen, his resolve became even firmer.

Therefore, he shook his head and said: "Professor Zhou, this matter has already exceeded my capabilities. You had better find someone else. Moreover, I am only a seller of dharma instruments. I will absolutely not get involved in matters unrelated to dharma instruments."

Zhou Yucheng's knees went weak, and he knelt on the ground once again, pleading: "Little Han, I beg you, save me. Now, no one can save me except you."

"Professor Zhou, if I were you, I would first find a way to solve the real trouble, rather than pinning my hopes on Feng Shui metaphysics. First is Fate, second is Luck, and third is Feng Shui. Right now, you should either improve your own destiny or strengthen your own fortune. The Feng Shui Arts are the last resort."

"How can I improve my own destiny?"