How to Make a Game: Start from the Flea Market

Ten years ago, Qingmo was abandoned by his family, like throwing away a worn-out thing. Ten years later, he picked up a broken compass at a flea market and accidentally extended the life of a dying gangster for three days. Famous in the underground world. Feng Shui is the blade, and the human heart is the anvil. The real estate developer stepped on his design plan, but he used a well-planned "Kowloon Trapped Beast" Feng Shui tactic to wipe out his opponent's tens of billions of real estate projects in a month. The capital tycoon wanted to demolish the old city. He turned the entire city's waterways and underground rivers into a chessboard, using an old locust tree that had been dead for twenty years, and in turn swallowed up trillions of capital. He saves people without using medical skills, but with Feng Shui. He breaks the situation without using violence, but with the help of people's hearts. Everyone thought he was going to reach the top. But he squatted at the door of the flea market, eating cold pancakes and haggling with the vendors for a copper coin. "It's too heavy. I can't hold the real thing." Until one day, he dug out an old photo from an old book. There is a line of words written on the back of the photo, the ink is no more than ten years old—— "Mo'er. Wutong is waiting for you to come home." Only then did he realize that every move he made was part of a game that had been going on for ten years. This is not metaphysics. It is those who understand people's hearts and take advantage of the power of heaven and earth.