I used to be a Feng Shui master. The kind you eat as a casual meal.
The second master of the family was a fortune teller, but he was struck to death by lightning in the end.
Before he died, he entrusted me to Mr. Lu. Mr. Lu was doing well and was not struck by lightning.
I learned the art from him. This study lasts most of my life.
From ignorance to half-knowledge, from being called a master to self-confessing a liar, this road has been a long one.
That's all for this book.
This story is purely fictitious, please do not be superstitious.
