Chapter 20 Part 2: The Real Estate Feng Shui Trap

That evening, she participated in a platform PK event between streamers.

 

Basically, the platform randomly matched two streamers for interaction, competing in likes and tip amounts.

 

These past few days, many new streamers had joined the platform, almost all having learned about it through Qianyang.

 

After entering the PK, Qianyang waited only a few seconds before being matched with another streamer.

 

“Holy shit!!!

Qianyang!!!”

 

“Ah!!!!

Such good luck!!!

It’s really Qianyang!!!”

 

Before Qianyang could react, deafening screams came from the stream.

 

– Dying of laughter.

– If I suddenly connected with Qianyang, I wouldn’t be able to control myself either.

– To us new little streamers, our Qianyang is like a god.

– So satisfying!

I love seeing how inexperienced they look.

 

“…Calm down,” Qianyang said helplessly.

 

The connected streamer was a young man in his twenties, with delicate features and excited eyes.

He spoke incoherently.

“Master, Master, I’m your fan!

I, I decided to stream only after seeing you!

You’re so amazing, so amazing!”

 

“I never thought I would connect with you on my first PK!

I’m so excited!”

 

As soon as he finished, he tipped two durians.

 

“Master, we don’t need to PK.

I definitely can’t beat you.

If I tip you, can you tell me if my girlfriend and I are compatible?”

The young man was so excited his face flushed, his voice trembling.

 

Qianyang said, “Sure.”

 

– I can never get a connection, and this guy took advantage.

– Love it.

Love watching this.

– Streamer, can you set up a fortune-telling booth?

I feel like I could watch it all day while slacking off at work.

 

The young man gave his and his girlfriend’s birth details, chattering nonstop.

“My girlfriend and I have been together for three years.

We’re getting married at the end of the year.

Master, can you also find a good date for us?”

 

“My girlfriend is super cute, loves to eat, and loves to cook.

Although the taste… hehe… is just okay.

Let me find some photos and show you all!”

 

He scrolled through his tablet, found several food photos, and shared them with the stream viewers.

 

“She cooks delicious food for me every day.”

 

The food photos he shared all looked… indescribable.

 

– …Looks really unappetizing.

– Disaster cooking.

– Dude, you can eat anything.

Aren’t you afraid of food poisoning?

 

Seeing the comments, the young man frowned in dissatisfaction and muttered, “Did I ask you to eat it?

And you’re reviewing it.”

 

– …

– Damn, romance-brain, get out!

– Suddenly hit with the relationship flex.

– AHHH I want one like this!

I want one like this!

 

Qianyang chuckled.

“Birth details usually don’t matter much.

You and your girlfriend are very compatible.”

 

“Thank you, Master!!”

The young man said happily.

 

Qianyang continued, “The ninth day of the first month of next year is good for weddings.

Suitable for your union.

On the wedding day, don’t cross bridges, and avoid metal and fire.”

 

Suddenly, she hesitated.

 

“Master?”

The young man asked, puzzled, when she paused.

 

Qianyang mused, “Remember to burn some children’s clothes and toys before the wedding to appease the resentful spirit.”

 

The moment she said this, the young man and the stream viewers were stunned.

 

– Holy shit?!

– There’s a story!

– What’s going on?

Did they do something terrible?

– Oh man, does it involve a child?

– Did they commit a murder?

 

The young man’s face went blank for a moment.

Then his eyes widened in disbelief.

“Master, you can even tell that?”

 

– ???

– What do you mean?

 

Qianyang didn’t speak, waiting for him to continue.

 

The young man sighed and explained, “Master Qianyang, to be honest, my girlfriend was pregnant last year.”

 

“Yes?”

 

“It was an unplanned pregnancy.

Our jobs were unstable.

We weren’t planning to get married anytime soon, so naturally we couldn’t raise a child.

When it was three months old, she had a termination at the hospital.”

His tone grew somber.

“For a while afterward, my girlfriend often dreamed of a little child.”

 

Qianyang nodded.

“That child was the only child you two will ever have.”

“…What?”

 

Qianyang said, “Your fates only allow for one child.

Since it has passed, you will have no more descendants.”

 

The young man stared at her blankly, slowly reddening around the eyes.

“How can this be?

She really likes children.

We wanted in the future…”

 

– If you don’t want a child yet, why not use protection?

– Won’t wear a condom, but also won’t take responsibility.

– I think I’ve heard somewhere that unformed fetuses are most likely to become resentful spirits.

– Sigh, does that mean they’ll never have children?

 

Qianyang raised an eyebrow.

“So, didn’t I say?

Burn some children’s clothes and toys before the wedding.

If it is willing, it will become your child again.”

 

The young man’s face lit up with joy.

“Really?

Thank you, Master!

I’ll go buy things tomorrow!”

 

“Remember, sincerity is key.”

 

“I understand!”

 

Unable to wait for the PK to end, the young man hurriedly ended the connection and went offline.

 

– Hiss… that guy moves fast.

Went offline.

– Can the streamer really do everything?

– Fortune-telling, divination, ghost-catching, mediumship…

– Knows the heavens above and the earth below—seems almost all-powerful.

 

“These are all basic occult knowledge.

Those with potential can learn them.”

 

Not forgetting her grand ideal of reviving the occult, Qianyang continued, “My apprentice is still not proficient in mediumship.

Later, depending on his progress, I will provide occult teachings.

But be aware—using them improperly can easily cause backlash.

Like Yingying’s grandfather.

The consequences may not fall on you, but could affect your descendants.”

 

– Sigh.

– Good thing Yingying met the streamer.

– Everyone, even for the sake of your descendants, do more good deeds.

– Recently, Brother Wang shared Yingying’s progress on social media.

The little girl can now walk with Little Black.

– The streamer has done so many good things.

She will definitely become more and more famous!

– Dying of laughter.

Suddenly remembering that big occult zone streamer on a certain platform.

– Back then, they stepped on us and called us flops.

What about now?

Why don’t they come out and take a few steps?

– Their fans only bully the weak.

Now that they see the streamer has real skill, they don’t dare say a word.

– Didn’t that streamer say they would await good news?

Yingying has been out of the hospital for so long.

Why haven’t they come to check?

– They were fast to ride on the coattails, though.

– And this is a streamer from a major platform?

– @Qingsi, come out and take a few steps.

 

It had been so long since anyone mentioned Master Qingsi that Qianyang had almost forgotten about him.

 

Although there had been a small conflict back then, Qianyang hadn’t taken it to heart.

 

Later, when Yingying’s story was exposed, Qingsi lost fifty thousand followers overnight and caught a lot of flak.

Qianyang had turned the page.

 

– Oh man, they’re lurking over there right now.

– Qianyang’s half-month achievements have surpassed someone who’s been streaming for years.

Feeling bitter?

– Bitter and fake.

– His stream traffic has dropped not just a little lately.

– Serves him right.

 

Since Qingsi was lurking, he could naturally see the comments in the stream.

 

Yang Mao opened his laptop and quietly slipped into Master Qingsi’s stream.

 

Qianyang glanced.

In both streams, comments were clashing.

 

“No need to care about it,” Master Qingsi said lightly.

“I don’t wish to explain about the online remarks.

Purity is proven by purity.”

 

“As for that Master Qianyang, I can only say she does have some skill, but she is not orthodox.”

 

“There must be a ‘high person’ behind her.

Do not be easily misled and damage your own fortune.”

 

Master Qingsi’s words almost plastered the label “heretical” on Qianyang’s face.

 

Viewers interested in the occult naturally revered concepts like fortune and luck.

Hearing they might affect their own luck, they immediately became tense.

 

– Don’t alarmist.

– Speaking of which, Master Qianyang is indeed different from other occult streamers.

– The Sky-Asking Compass, opening the yin eye, being able to see ghosts with the naked eye.

– The Sky-Asking Compass was never an auspicious object.

It easily backfires on the user.

Qianyang has used it repeatedly without any discomfort.

She might have secretly borrowed someone else’s luck, redirecting the backlash onto others.

– Holy shit!

The more you say it, the scarier it gets.

– That heart sutra of hers—I’ve never heard of it.

Maybe through that method, she’s borrowing others’ luck.

– Chilling to think about!

Don’t you all think her luck is absurdly good?

She became famous right from her first stream, and even made Qing Ning platform famous!

– Oh man, so scary!

How should we deal with someone like this?

 

Viewers in Qingsi’s stream were already discussing it seriously.

In just a few words, Qianyang had become the target of public criticism.

 

“Master…” Yang Mao looked at her worriedly.

 

Qianyang’s expression darkened a few shades.

Her lips pressed into a straight line.

She felt somewhat insulted.

 

“Master Qingsi, since you have such profound insights, let me ask you: which of the things I have done required a ‘high person’ to guide me?”

Qianyang said with a mocking smile.

 

The two streams were showing each other’s interfaces, allowing them to see each other’s every move.

 

Comments in Qianyang’s stream scrolled rapidly:

 

– This made me laugh.

– You have no skill yourself.

You quietly ride on coattails, and now you turn around and bite?

– A certain master’s green-tea smell is overwhelming the screen.

You’ve been streaming for years without becoming famous.

Now you can’t stand a newcomer’s success, so you resort to psychological attacks?

– Oh man, after saying the same superstitious lines every day for so long, you’ve started believing them yourself?

– It seems, besides you, many other occult streamers are paying attention to Qianyang.

They haven’t jumped out to call her unorthodox.

Why are you the only one jumping?

– Unorthodox?

I wish I could send you screenshots from a few days ago when your fellow streamers were scrambling to recruit Qianyang.

– Is it so hard to admit someone else is good?

Is it so hard to admit your skill is inferior?

 

Master Qingsi clearly could hear Qianyang’s words and see the comments in her stream.

 

He snorted.

“Master Qianyang, the techniques you use are extremely rare in today’s occult world.

Doesn’t that prove you are not orthodox?”

 

Qianyang asked with confusion, “Isn’t it more likely that you are ignorant and unskilled?

Not to mention the Sky-Asking Compass has a clear origin, and opening the yin eye has been recorded in occult texts.

As for the heart sutra, it’s merely a compiled adaptation of the Brahmic sound of the Xin Jing.

Master Qingsi, if you don’t even know the purpose of the heart sutra, I suggest you leave the occult world early.

Otherwise, you would only disgrace us.”

 

Qianyang was not a quiet person.

She was simply not used to joking around with others.

When it came to arguing, her tongue was sharp.

 

Master Qingsi did not show his face on stream.

But Qianyang could clearly see his arm trembling slightly, his chest heaving.

He was clearly very upset by Qianyang’s words.

 

“Daoist Qianyang, since you are so arrogant, I have a question I would like to ask.”

Qingsi laughed in anger.

 

“Since you are so capable, is there any problem you can’t solve?”

Qianyang shot back.

 

“The world is full of wonders.

I have never claimed to be all-powerful.

But since you, Master Qianyang, consider yourself well-learned and skilled, I hope you will be generous enough to answer my question.”

 

Qianyang smiled.

“Master Qingsi should understand the rules of the occult: do not lightly calculate fate, do not give away divinations, do not provide the I Ching for free.”

 

“Of course, except for those whose lifespan is ending, those upon whom disaster is about to befall, and those whose good fortune has run out.

Which one are you?”

 

[Qingsi tipped streamer Qianyang with one Fruit Stand.]

 

Qingsi gritted his teeth.

“Now?”

 

Qianyang nodded.

“I’m all ears.”

 

– Awesome.

– To cause trouble for me, you have to send money first.

– Master Qingsi looks like he’s about to die of anger.

– Haha, our Qianyang won’t suffer a bit of grievance.

– As the saying goes, let the anger out, and your heart becomes clean.

 

Master Qingsi said, “You are in Taihang City?”

 

“Yes.”

 

“In Taihang City, there is a building called the Blade Building.

Its shape resembles a blade.

It is thirty-two stories tall.

It is said that since its completion, strange things have happened in the building every year.

People who frequently enter and exit this building have extremely good luck.

Every year, people win the lottery.

All of them have harmonious families, successful careers, and smooth lives.

Some have even escaped several disasters by chance.”

 

– I’ve heard of the Blade Building!

– Me too!

– People from other provinces see it often online.

 

“The Blade Building?”

Qianyang looked questioningly at her apprentice.

 

Yang Mao had a sudden inspiration.

He immediately searched online for information about Taihang City’s Blade Building, then turned the screen toward Qianyang.

 

On the screen, a building with white outer walls stood on the ground.

As Master Qingsi had described, its shape resembled a blade.

The thin, sharp edge reflected sunlight, looking as if it could cut through metal.

 

Online introductions to the Blade Building were mystical, claiming it was built on a dragon vein, bringing good luck to its occupants.

 

Master Qingsi continued, “Initially, some claimed that the reason the building’s occupants were so lucky was that the blade had cut off turbid qi.

Later, some real estate developers imitated it, creating ‘Blade Forests’ that brought no luck at all.

So later, some said the Blade Building happened to be built on a dragon vein, causing its housing prices to skyrocket.”

 

Then he shifted tone.

“But I am baffled.

If the Blade Building were built on a dragon vein, wouldn’t it cut the vein?

How could it bring good luck to its occupants?”

 

– Holy shit!

That makes sense!

– I’ve heard that many construction projects hire feng shui masters to choose locations before starting.

They’re even more superstitious than us.

– The Blade Building seems designed to cut something evil.

It definitely couldn’t be built on a dragon vein.

– Then why are the people in the building so lucky?

– I don’t understand.

– Could it be that real estate developers use the occult as marketing to drive up prices?

– But from what I know, the people in the Blade Building really are lucky.

– …Not only are the housing prices of the Blade Building high, but there are also conditions to buy there.

Having money alone isn’t enough.

 

Qianyang listened very carefully and had already formed an idea.

 

Seeing that she didn’t speak, Master Qingsi asked, “Master Qianyang, since you are so knowledgeable, you should be able to see through this, right?”

 

Instead of answering, Qianyang asked, “You really can’t see the answer?”

 

Master Qingsi gave a scornful laugh.

“Surely you don’t mean the real estate developers deliberately marketed it to drive up prices?

Unfortunately, I’ve looked deeply into the residents of the Blade Building.

Their luck has genuinely improved.”

 

Qianyang was silent for a moment.

She suddenly felt that perhaps Qingsi was not unskilled, but rather lacked deeper potential—and, more importantly, was not very smart.

 

Out of fellow-practitioner camaraderie, she decided to give him a hint.

“Have you not considered other possibilities?”

 

Master Qingsi thought she couldn’t see the answer.

His voice grew louder.

“Master Qianyang, if I could see it, I wouldn’t be asking you.

What?

Can’t you see it either?

If so, you and I are no different.”

 

Comments in Master Qingsi’s stream—

 

– Wow!

Someone who can see ghosts with the naked eye can’t see something like this?

– Looks like you’re the one who’s unskilled.

– Master Qingsi is right.

You’ve only gotten cocky because of a ‘high person’ behind you.

– Since you can’t answer, give the tip back to Master Qingsi.

– No reward without contribution.

Give the tip back!

– So much for your ‘only true god’ of the occult streaming zone.

– Dying of laughter.

How embarrassing.

– I’ve dug out a three-bedroom apartment for Qianyang’s fans.

 

Watching the increasingly arrogant comments, Qianyang wasn’t angry at all.

She even pitied them.

How could anyone be so stupid?

 

Yang Mao stared thoughtfully at the photo of the Blade Building.

Not entirely sure, he asked quietly, “Master, is it possible that the people living in the Blade Building were already lucky to begin with?”

 

Qianyang looked at him with surprise.

She had thought everyone down the mountain was this dim.

 

She nodded approvingly.

“You are correct.”

 

“Really?!”

Yang Mao’s eyes lit up.

 

– Wait, what?!

– Huh???

– What does that mean???

– No way…

 

Even Master Qingsi’s figure froze.

 

Qianyang said, “Master Qingsi, perhaps you are not unskilled, just not very smart.

To figure out the Blade Building’s secret, you don’t even need to be proficient in occult arts.”

 

“What…” Qingsi stammered.

 

“The real estate developers indeed used the occult as a gimmick, but not without basis.

I suspect there is a true master behind it.

They selected people with naturally strong luck to move into the building, matched with compatible birth charts.

This place became a node of fortune.

For long-term residents, even ordinary people would have their luck strengthened.

Naturally, their fortune improves.”

Qianyang laughed.

 

“Furthermore, someone just said that buying a home in the Blade Building comes with conditions.

Those conditions must be related to birth charts.

Only those with compatible charts and already decent luck could move in, making a good situation even better.”

 

Master Qingsi was completely frozen, sitting motionless in his chair.

 

Qianyang said leisurely, “Master Qingsi, can you see it now?”

 

Master Qingsi murmured, “How is that possible… How could you know…”

This was his master’s secret technique!

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