Chapter 45 Female Teacher

  "Even if it's under construction, it's someone else's home, they won't let strangers in easily." Nan Yue Ling looked at the big black gate, not understanding what was so great about this place, having walked over from Zui Xian Ju, and seeing that it was almost afternoon.

  "The workers are all strangers, who would remember their faces?" Lan Sheng looked down from his high vantage point at the construction site below.

  The craftsmen who are completely unaware of the great honor they have, in short, saw the construction site for the first time in four months, and their hearts were racing, and their fingers were itching. She studied architectural design, a relatively small part of the field of architecture, but from architectural history to modern architecture, from building materials to urban planning, music, painting, philosophy, and science, she knew a little bit about everything, because these are the basic conditions for becoming an outstanding architect.

  "Even if I don't remember the face, I can still tell whether it's a man or woman, old or young. You and I, a child and a woman, as soon as we stepped onto the stairs, someone came to ask us questions." Thinking about it is really infuriating, she kept calling him "leather ball", which ruined his appetite for eating, and he only ate one crab.

  He thought she would devour it all, after all, drunken crab makes people want to eat even the shell, but unexpectedly she casually scraped two mouthfuls of rice and asked her partner to pack it. He didn't understand what packing meant, nor did his partner, and only after asking did they realize that they wanted to take away the uneaten crab and stir-fried lotus root, and the rice was all packed in a wooden box. At that time, the expression on his partner's face, just thinking about it made him want to jump off the building.

  "Just let them ask then." Lan Sheng lowered his head and smiled, "Piggy, you don't need to say anything, just hold onto my dinner."

  Nan Yue Ling rolled her eyes, "I didn't want to speak up, just reminding you not to make the Nan Yue family lose face."

  Lan Sheng just walked towards the front door, Nan Yue Ling followed behind him with a box of food, covering her face and shrinking her head, looking even more like a ball.

  An old man came out of the gate immediately and asked, "Which young lady is this? Do you have a name card?"

  What's going on? Nan Yue Ling's eyes rolled around rapidly as she kicked Lan Sheng's skirt with her toes.

  Lan Sheng felt it, but replied to the old man, "Old Han is polite, I am not a thousand gold, just a cultivator who followed his master down the mountain to gain experience. Passing by here, there are a few words I want to say to the owner of your mansion? I don't know if it can be conveyed?"

  As soon as he heard her mention cultivation, the old man's expression turned serious, "Please speak, young lady."

  "I see that your mansion is undergoing major renovations, I don't know if you've chosen an auspicious day for it, but the malignant energy on the premises is thick. My master said that cultivators should clear their minds, but they also can't turn a blind eye to the suffering of all living beings, and help when they can. Please inform your master that it would be best to find a skilled practitioner to take a look, to avoid any disasters. That's all I have to say, farewell."

  Nan Yue Ling glared at Lan Sheng's back, wasn't this a deception?

  The old man wouldn't let Lan Sheng leave, and he hastily stopped her. "Miss, you're absolutely right. Not long after the day of the automatic work, my young mistress fell ill. The doctor couldn't diagnose it, but she became increasingly spiritless. I've come to invite the master out, please don't go, miss."

  The old man went in, and Nan Yue Ling was stunned.

  "So you can calculate?" Why did his mother say Lan was ordinary and didn't understand the Book of Changes?

  "I was just messing around, who knew it would be so convenient." Lan Sheng couldn't help but laugh, she only wanted to sneak in and take a look at the construction site.

  "Huh?!" Nan Yue Ling felt that from the start, he had been wrong to think of pushing her down.

  Before long, the old man led two people hurrying over, one middle-aged and one young.

  The young man hastily stepped forward and bowed deeply, "This immortal maiden, please save my wife."

  The middle-aged man should be the master of the mansion, and he also showed great respect to Lan Sheng. "Recently, there have been more people falling ill in our household, and I thought it was because of the dirty workmen. I was just about to drive them away and replace them with a new batch of good ones. But hearing what you said, could it be related to the day we started construction? Should we stop work and choose another auspicious day?"

  Nan Yue Ling couldn't help but glare at the figure in front of her, thinking to herself that she had no choice but to come to this problematic mansion. If she couldn't come up with a convincing story, the other party would see through her lies and things would be disastrous. However, all that could be heard was her calm and collected voice.

  "There's no need for formalities, if it's convenient, can you take me to the construction site for a look? One must be on the scene to find a solution." More and more people are falling ill? This is quite suspicious.

  "Naturally." The master himself led the way and chatted, "I don't know which master you followed, or on which mountain you cultivated your Tao?"

  "Does she know her background? This middle-aged uncle didn't blindly believe in Fangshi Taoist. So she thought for a moment and replied, "I learned from Master Wuming, practiced in Mount Wuming, no heavenly power, no divine power, just use your heart to see people."

  The middle-aged man was silent for a moment, then suddenly said, "Please forgive me, Miss. Some days ago, a Taoist priest came and said he could cure my daughter-in-law's illness. I spent a lot of money to buy his medicine, but unexpectedly her condition worsened. Only then did I realize it was a swindle."

  Originally, Taoism and deception were almost synonymous, but Lan Sheng had a different purpose. He didn't want to say it directly, so he said, "You can rest assured that I won't practice medicine or sell anything to anyone."

  She said that, and the young man's expression was extremely disappointed. He hastily asked, "Then what about my wife's illness? Isn't it caused by evil spirits?"

  "I don't dare to make a rash statement." The saying "Brewing air" was originally just a casual remark, but unexpectedly there was no brewing air, only a pile of sick air. Although Lan Sheng did not regret rushing to the door impulsively, he felt a lot of pressure, so he became cautious in his conversation.

  She didn't know that being cautious would make middle-aged people trust her more. A true person doesn't show their appearance. This young woman's words and deeds were all without the pretentiousness of a Taoist master, her appearance was intimidating at first glance, but she wasn't stingy with her smiles, which dispelled some of the cold and distant air around her.

  When they reached a wall outside, the middle-aged man said, "Miss, inside is the construction site."

  "I see the master's house with multiple layers, like a grand mansion, why do you still want to build another house?" She thought of her own country where teachers were paid a thousand pieces of gold, but she lived in a spider web-like house, crawled through dog holes, and had to find food for herself.

  "My second son is getting married and should move out to live on his own, but my wife is reluctant to part with him. So I bought the vacant land next door and built a new house there, making it convenient for both sides to come and go." She found a topic, and the middle-aged man made a big deal out of it.

  Lan Sheng asked, "This area is densely populated with houses, and you have neighbors on all sides, many of whom are wealthy families. It's a place where every inch of land is precious, yet there are vacant homes - can the master of the house be aware of some particular reason?"

  Nan Yue Ling didn't make a sound, but in her heart she was already criticizing him, thinking he was pretending to be something he's not. She asked him this and that, but he didn't know that Lan Sheng had a reason for asking.

  "Hmm, I didn't know that. Since our family moved here two years ago, it's been vacant. Thinking of buying the land, I asked the government office and they said it was ownerless, so I bought it from them. Miss Lan, could there be something wrong with this land?"

  Lan was taken aback, knowing that the host family had become superstitious. He forced a laugh and said, "No, building a house emphasizes geology - uh - earth energy. However, since it's been empty for two years, all energies should be clean by now."

  The middle-aged man sighed in surprise, "If it's really related to the earth's energy, that's unheard of."

  Lan Sheng only then remembered that Da Rong didn't mention Feng Shui, her father considered Feng Shui to be an evil path, so she just smiled and remained silent, lest she draw a tiger but end up with the likeness of a dog.