I was born with abnormal bone anatomy and was born with a broken mountain. The life book stated: If I don't go near the grave, look at the mountain, and don't touch Feng Shui, I will not survive until the end of the twelfth lunar month.
My grandfather is the last hiking Feng Shui master in the countryside. In order to save my life, he sealed my Heavenly Eyes and broke my bones. I was not allowed to touch Yin Yang Feng Shui for the rest of my life.
Until the night of my twenty-second birthday, the old tomb at the entrance of the village collapsed, the dark water filled the coffin, the evil spirit surged into the sky, and the evil sealing formation completely collapsed.
Grandpa vomited blood and left a legacy: The Yang house prevents disasters, the Yin house suppresses evil, the mountains have evil veins, and the earth has evil bones.
From then on, I carried the copper compass left by my grandfather and traveled all over the country.
Unfinished buildings are full of ghosts, ghost wells in urban villages, tombs of dead households in barren mountains, and dead-end roads in ancient towns.
I survey the mountains and determine the trend, break the evil and change the situation, step on the evil master and suppress the evil coffin.
Everyone in the world calls me Mr. Feng Shui, but they don't know that my broken mountain bones are the evil within the evil.
It is difficult to live in the world without practicing Feng Shui.
