Lin Jiuxuan, the last descendant of a reclusive Feng Shui family, went down the mountain to accumulate three thousand merits at the behest of his grandfather. On the surface, he looks like a poor boy running a stall in the antique street, but in fact, he holds an ancestral black iron compass in his hand. He can decide life and death with one glance, and determine the world with one hexagram.
At the beginning, he saved the old man running a stall from a bloody disaster, but the housekeeper of the richest man in Jiangcheng visited the thatched cottage three times: "Sir, my master only has three days left to live."
In the Shen family villa, the seven-star soul-locking nail was buried in the bones for ninety-seven days; at the wealthy banquet, the fake master set up a trap to seize tens of billions of property; in the Jinding Building, the five ghosts' luck and fortune caused the bankruptcy of seven companies...
Lin Jiuxuan holds a compass and walks in the mortal world: "In my lineage, we help good or not evil, and the fee depends on fate."
Since then, there has been a legend in Jiangcheng - that young man in commoner clothes is a Feng Shui magician who even the richest man queues up to see.
