Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Please the Land God
 

Master Ren ran wildly in the direction indicated by the compass, laughing triumphantly as he went.

This compass was specially made by his master, who was renowned as the chief Feng Shui Master of the Harbour Island. It had remarkable abilities in spirit detection and Feng Shui surveying, with effects far superior to any average compass on the market.

Now that the compass had detected something, he might have found the location that was destroying the Feng Shui of this land!

“Hehe The ‘Five Sons Mirror’ and ‘Leijin Talisman’ are mine to take! Hahaha!” Master Ren thought to himself. With these precious items, he could replace his master’s position and become the most badass Feng Shui Master on the Harbour Island, commanding wind and rain and reaching the pinnacle of life.

“Little Long…” Lin Jing stood next to Huang Xiaolong, her pretty face showing a trace of worry.

“Teacher, why not, we could also go and have a look.” Lin Zicong said, also feeling heavy-hearted.

Lin Jianfeng and the others were deeply anxious, afraid that the treasures held in their hands would be snatched away by this shameless Feng Shui Master from Harbour Island.

But Huang Xiaolong calmly said, “Alright, you guys stop worrying, this guy is just celebrating a bit too soon.”

At this moment, Master Ren was running when, all of a sudden!

The compass in his hand stopped moving, then, its pointer swung slightly towards the northwest…

“Eh… the direction changed?” Master Ren was slightly stunned, but believed that the compass could not possibly be wrong, so he ran in the northwest direction.

After running for a few minutes, the pointer changed direction again, this time pointing towards the southwest…

Master Ren had no choice but to run towards the southwest.

Like this…

He looked like a headless fly scrambling around the construction site, with no clear direction.

The laborers around the construction site laughed loudly at the spectacle.

The Lin family members also smiled.

“Little Long, this guy seems to have no real skills, just a fraud. It’s been so long, he can’t even determine a direction.” Lin Jianfeng slightly shook his head, a faint disappointment on his face. “Originally, our Lin family had high expectations of him, and planned to let him solve the Feng Shui problem of this land.”

After almost half an hour, Master Ren ended up returning to Huang Xiaolong’s side, huffing and puffing, his tongue sticking out, looking like a wretched dog.

Just then, the compass in Master Ren’s hand started spinning incessantly, showing signs of instability.

“Damn it! This… This compass broke down at a critical moment!” Master Ren cursed.

“Hahahaha” Upon hearing this, Huang Xiaolong couldn’t hold back his laughter. “The compass is fine, it’s the person who has a problem.”

“You!” Master Ren lifted his venomous eyes, glaring at Huang Xiaolong. “If you are so capable, why don’t you give it a try!”

“Idiot” Huang Xiaolong looked disdainfully at Master Ren, then glanced at the compass whose needle was swaying from side to side, and calmly said. “The non-stop movement of the needle suggests imminent death for the master, the presence of Yin spirit, and frequent funeral rituals. Generally, when a compass pointer rotates incessantly and can’t deduce a direction, it means that an evil spirit resides in this place. If a person stays here for a long time, they will die quickly. If the situation is severe, funeral flags would have to be raised every day, holding funeral ceremonies, until all people are dead…”

Having said this, Huang Xiaolong looked up at the workers around the construction site.

“Little Long, what should we do now?” Lin Jing asked Huang Xiaolong anxiously.

“Sister Jing, don’t worry.” Huang Xiaolong smiled coolly. “Such a small problem is not challenging at all for me. I don’t even need a compass. If we want to know what’s wrong with this plot of land, we just need to ask the Land Spirit here.”

“Teacher, what is a Land Spirit?” Lin Zicong looked confused on the side.

All eyes were on Huang Xiaolong.

Huang Xiaolong casually explained. “The Land Spirit, also known as ‘Fudezhengshen’ or ‘Tudigong’, is one of the most commonly worshipped deities in the folk religion. Temples built for it are called ‘Earth Temple’ or ‘Fude Zhengshen Temple’. It is a low-ranking deity among all the gods.”

This explanation left everyone even more confused.

Master Ren sneered. “Keep bluffing, I want to see how you are going to summon the Land Spirit… Do you think this is a drama?”

Huang Xiaolong didn’t say anything more. He formed a mudra with each hand, muttering the words—”The Earth of Five Elements, blessing all beings, God of Land, Fudezhengshen, today I am here to slay evil spirits, quickly show me the way!”

The words had just fallen!

Wuu

In all directions, a violent wind sprung up!

The next moment, a bundle of multicoloured rosy cloud began to steadily rise from the ground beneath!

Within the rosy cloud, one could faintly see a kindly, benevolent old man, with white beard and hair, and a Taoist aura surrounding him. His body was emitting a brilliant light that was overwhelming to behold!

At this moment, Lin Jing, Lin Jianfeng and others, felt their legs go weak, with an urge to kneel down towards the bundle of rosy cloud!

From all corners, the onlookers, mostly workers, many of them fell onto their knees, ceaselessly kowtowing, chanting, “A god! A god! Land God!”

In the blink of an eye, the multicoloured rosy cloud transformed into a tornado and drifted towards a direction on the construction site.

“Alright, thank you. This is a small token of appreciation.” Huang Xiaolong grinned, took out a stack of ghost money from his canvas bag, flicked his wrist, and the ghost money spontaneously combusted.

Well, after asking for help from the Land God, here’s a tip!

“Sister Jing, I’ve found the problem area. Let’s go take a look.” Huang Xiaolong gave Lin Jing a smile, then chased after the bundle of multicoloured rosy cloud.

Everyone hesitated for a moment, then followed Huang Xiaolong.

Even Master Ren trotted over with his eyes wide and tongue-tied.

The multicoloured cloud had dispersed, Huang Xiaolong and others, stood in the place where the lights had disappeared.

Surprisingly, the area was run-down with overgrown weeds, and nothing out of the ordinary could be seen at first glance.

“See, here lies the source of the ominous spiritual energy and death essence of this construction site. Standing here, don’t you feel like you’re standing in a cemetery?” Huang Xiaolong grinned at everyone.

“Yes…there… there really is such a feeling… my spine is freezing.” Yang Kai’s forehead was covered in cold sweat.

The others also nodded their agreement.

“I guess, there probably used to be a mass grave here.” Huang Xiaolong chuckled. “Alright, now let’s dig this place up.”

After speaking, Huang Xiaolong took out an exorcism talisman from his bag, flicked his wrist, and the talisman self-ignited, then threw it into the ground.

Boom

The fire flash, and the light quickly disappeared into the ground.

“There’s no problem now, start digging…someone, Young Master Lin, Yang Kai, you two lead the digging,” Huang Xiaolong said grinning at Lin Zicong and Yang Kai.

Both of their faces showed a hint of fear.

“Don’t be afraid, dig. Nothing is going to go wrong. I’ll reward you after we are done,” Huang Xiaolong encouraged.

Hearing about the reward, Lin Zicong thought, the things Teacher rewards are definitely not ordinary, so he gritted his teeth. “Teacher, I will go get a hoe immediately. I will dig!”

“I’ll dig too! Master Long, do I also get a reward?” A teenager from the third generation of the Lin Family, excitedly looked at Huang Xiaolong.

“Dig, everyone gets a reward.” Huang Xiaolong nodded and smiled.

With a reward offered, people are sure to be brave. So, led by Lin Zicong and Yang Kai, a large group of people from the Lin Family, wielding hoes and shovels, began to dig up the land vigorously.

“Little Long, what kind of quirky things will we dig out, do you reckon?” Lin Jing whispered in Huang Xiaolong’s ear.

“Well… Sister Jing, I really don’t know. It could be an ancient, thousand-year-old ghost, or a zombie, or even a female ghost…” Huang Xiaolong grinned.

“Nonsense!” Lin Jing scoffed, but couldn’t help but lean a little bit closer to Huang Xiaolong.