"Dinglingling... Dinglingling..."
Li Zhiyuan didn’t rush to place down the candles to send Little Huang Ying below, but walked slowly along the pond with her, trying to see if he could decipher the true mystery hidden within the pond.
But as they walked, Li Zhiyuan couldn’t gain any more insights; instead, Little Huang Ying who was following him started to show signs of restlessness.
Li Zhiyuan knew that it was because she had been summoned for too long.
What were originally hands resting on his shoulders, now turned into grasping claws, with the force getting stronger and the damp coldness soaking into Li Zhiyuan’s entire body.
For a moment, Li Zhiyuan found himself agitated and, as a result, struggling to maintain the state of Qi Observation, which became stuttering and faltering, like he was reading the cryptic scrawl of "Liu’s Qi Observation Technique" after having been interrupted earlier.
However, just at this moment, a sudden inspiration struck Li Zhiyuan’s mind.
He raised his hand, trying to observe the Feng Shui of the pond again, using the feeling he got from reading the cryptic and hastily written characters.
Under these irregular, twisted, and fold-like fluctuations, several previously unseen details suddenly emerged.
[Taiyin Fishing, moon reflecting over the lone pond, an advantageous site for burying noble women, accumulating blessings.]
This pond was an excellent site for Water Burial; if a noble woman from the family were to be buried here, it could nurture and protect the fortune of future generations.
The ancients were not fond of Water Burials because the water patterns were prone to changes, making it not only inconvenient for future generations to pay respects but also likely to disrupt the existing Feng Shui arrangement.
However, the custom of Water Burials has existed since ancient times, first because burial spots were precious, second because they were not easy to be tomb-raided, and third because some people had special identities and desired a burial unknown to others.
Although this pond has been greatly damaged, its basic Feng Shui configuration has been preserved.
Li Zhiyuan hadn’t noticed it before due to its damage, which is like a wrong problem to begin with; trying to apply the correct guidelines to it often leads to mismatched solutions.
But when it comes to Feng Shui configurations in this world, where could one find an absolutely undamaged perfection, unless it was just constructed?
Therefore, this kind of messy, mistake-in-and-out approach, in fact, is the correct way to solve practical issues.
In that case, his previous conjecture was wrong; the person who copied this text was not nervous and wrote the words in a terrible state, but deliberately included their practical understanding into the writing style.
This is truly... an unimaginably sophisticated technique.
Stealing someone else’s work, yet the thief understands it more profoundly than the original owner.
Why can it still be sure that it was plagiarized?
Because if the Liu Family themselves had grasped this method to enhance practical cognition, they wouldn’t purposefully write the characters neatly to increase the difficulty of understanding for their descendants.
And that day, when Liu Yumei scanned the book with its intentionally torn-off cover in his hands, she only noticed the messy and haphazard handwriting, completely failing to recognize it as her family’s "Liu’s Qi Observation Technique."
Li Zhiyuan became curious, who exactly copied this book?
But at least one thing could be confirmed now; the main burial spot that the group of water monkeys was searching for should be right here.
However, the water monkeys were not skilled enough; they were misled by the bait burial spot at the Four Seas Family’s fish pond, breached the land’s Yin Red Menace, and even got two of their hands broken.
The police have already set up a stakeout at the health center’s ward, waiting for their accomplices to come visit the injured, ready to catch them all at once.
At first, Li Zhiyuan thought the sticky substance dripping on his body came from Little Huang Ying behind him, but how could it be warm if it’s from her?
Bowing his head, he touched his chest, then his chin, and finally his nose...
That’s enough, no need to keep touching; he has already realized that his nosebleed is gushing out violently.
Is it because these past few days, he accelerated his learning of "Liu’s Qi Observation Technique" and has not yet recovered from the physical strain, or is using the newly understood method of Qi Observation a huge burden on himself?
But no matter what, if he doesn’t stop the bleeding soon, real problems will arise.
Most importantly, it seems that due to the continuous outflow of his blood, it has caused Little Huang Ying, already restless, to become even more agitated!
She was no longer content with just grabbing his shoulder; her head was now next to his face, and although she was breathless, she resembled a beast sniffing closely at its prey.
Li Zhiyuan dared not delay any further, his objective was already achieved; he immediately turned his head to look at Run Sheng standing in the distance, pointing to where the candles should be placed.
Originally, Run Sheng was only following behind and not too close, so he wasn’t clear about Li Zhiyuan’s condition, but now Xiao Yuan has turned toward him, and in the moonlight, Run Sheng saw Xiao Yuan’s face and clothes covered in blood, combined with the violently shaking figure of Little Huang Ying, he directly thought that Little Huang Ying was choking Li Zhiyuan and nibbling at his neck!
Immediately, Run Sheng picked up the Yellow River Shovel ready to come to Xiao Yuan’s rescue, only to hear Xiao Yuan shout out:
"Place the candles there, light them up!"
Run Sheng’s head and the inertia of his body conflicted, and with the Yellow River Shovel in hand, he executed a single-leg support spin.
Had he not quickly steadied his body by driving the shovel into the ground, he might have just fallen over and tumbled down into the pond.
After quickly getting up, Run Sheng swiftly arranged the candles, then took out the matches to light them.
Meanwhile, Li Zhiyuan jingled the bell perfectly, leading Little Huang Ying to the spot.