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Chapitre 1

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Feng shui takes the terrain as its body, springs as its blood vessels, the land as its skin, vegetation as its hair, houses as its clothes, and doors as its crown and belt. If it is done in this way, it is a refined and elegant practice.

The night was dark and the wind was high; the moon was obscured by clouds.

The Mei family's old house is surrounded by mountains and dense forests. The old house is located in a mountain valley, and the walls are covered with mountain vines. It looks like it has not been visited by anyone for more than a hundred years.

Two ancient tombs stand in the back garden of the old house. Every year at midnight on the 14th of the seventh lunar month, three evil spirits hover around the roof of the house, frightening wild animals from the mountains and forests.

There were no living things within a ten-mile radius, only lush plants, and the old house was always shrouded in yin energy, which could not be penetrated by sunlight.

Therefore, this place was given the elegant name "Plum Garden" (also known as "Mold Garden").

The tombstone in front of the grave is inscribed with six large characters in seal script: "Wind is easy to feel cold" and "Water is clear in autumn." The brushstrokes exude a feeling that is both gentle and strong. I wonder who in the world can simultaneously imprint two completely different meanings in the brushstrokes.

Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew by, and rain began to fall from the sky. A beam of moonlight shone straight from the dark clouds onto the Mei family's old house.

The entire old house trembled, and a blue figure flew from the back garden of the old house into the sky along with the moonlight, and the moonlight disappeared behind the figure.

The wind grew stronger and the rain became heavier, and the old Mei family house began to crumble and weather away.

A bolt of blue lightning struck the Mei family's old house from the dark clouds, completely enveloping it in a layer of green light before vanishing instantly. The old house had disappeared from the valley, leaving only two solitary graves on the flat ground.

2004-12-7 12:55:00

Chapter One: Soul Capture

Li Qiu, a 22-year-old woman, is a freelance white-collar worker in the city. She lives alone in a 15-square-meter "spacious" room, spending all her time staring at a broken computer. She eats, drinks, and relieves herself all in this room, which she calls "SOHO".

Li Qiu moved here a week ago. These past few days, Li Qiu has suddenly felt unwell, experiencing aches and weakness all over her body, along with occasional abdominal pain. At first, she thought it was her period, but after calculating that it was a few days late, she dismissed that thought.

The small room wasn't as tidy and clean as other young girls' rooms. Leftover instant noodles, empty wine bottles, magazines, books, used toilet paper, bread crumbs, and cigarette butts were scattered everywhere. A bonsai tree left by the landlord stood in the corner, never seeing the sun, but its leaves were unusually lush.

Li Qiu couldn't understand it, because she rarely watered the bonsai.

She was completely unaware that the various pieces of trash scattered throughout the house had actually formed a reversed Yin-Yang Bagua formation. The computer desk was located in the very center of this reversed formation, a place considered an extremely Yin death spot in Feng Shui. The bed was positioned at the Yang fish eye position, while the bonsai was at the Yin fish eye position.

This feng shui formation is an extremely deadly place.

Li Qiu grew increasingly thin, his body becoming unrecognizable, resembling a skeleton, completely unaware that he was trapped in the Land of Extreme Death.

Three days later, Li Qiuxiang perished in front of her computer, her body reduced to nothing but skin and bones.

Since Li Qiu's death, an evil aura has always lingered in the house, making it dark and gloomy even during the day. The landlord abandoned the house there, and no one has dared to rent it since.

Six months later, a young man took the keys from the landlord and moved into the house, which was considered a yin dwelling by feng shui. The rent was 60 yuan per year.

He looked to be around twenty-six years old, with short, choppy hair, delicate features, a fair complexion, and an unfathomable gaze in his eyes, as bright and striking as a firefly in the dark night.

Because Li Qiu's death was suspicious and there were no signs of a struggle inside, the police simply lifted Li Qiu's body, leaving the furnishings in the house untouched, just as they were when Li Qiu died. The homeowner had wanted to clean up, but the eerie atmosphere inside prevented him from stepping back into the house.

As the young man opened the door, a wave of yin energy rushed out and impacted his body.

"Since you're dead, why not return to dust and ashes?" the young man chuckled.

There was no one in the room, but the young man's words were not spoken to himself.

A ghastly green shadow appeared before the young man; it was none other than the already deceased Li Qiu. Li Qiu looked even more haggard now, though not emaciated; his eyes were filled with pain and despair.

"I also want to be reincarnated in peace, but I can't leave this house. It's been half a year, and I don't even know how I died." A voice like a ghost's wail came from Li Qiu's body.

The young man shook his head helplessly, a hint of disdainful mockery appearing on his face. His unfathomable eyes radiated a gaze that seemed to pierce through the soul, as deep as the void of the universe.

"Do you know why?" the young man asked.

Li Qiu shook her head blankly.

"It seems you weren't a very clean girl when you were alive. Your death was entirely of your own making. Do you know anything about feng shui?" the young man asked.

Li Qiu's eyes looked even more blank as she continued to shake her head.

"It's been half a year already. Haven't you noticed that the leaves of that bonsai in the corner are becoming more and more lush, and have even turned dark purple?" the young man chuckled.

Only then did Li Qiu notice that the bonsai in the corner was indeed different. Its large leaves had turned completely dark purple, exuding an eerie beauty, with a faint sinister aura lingering among the flowers and leaves.

This building was originally built on an extremely yin site, and the room where Li Qiu lived was on the second floor. In front of it was an eighteen-story commercial building that blocked the view. Only the afterglow of the setting sun could barely shine on the outer wall. In front of the building, there was a large tree that blocked Li Qiu's window. Its lush branches and leaves completely blocked the afterglow of the setting sun.

The young man looked around at the various untouched furnishings in the room.

A huge cabinet was right next to Li Qiu's bed, and it looked like it was about to collapse. Power strips were crisscrossed under the bed, and various electrical appliances were scattered everywhere. The walls were covered with photos of celebrities, completely obscuring the original color of the walls.

These are all major taboos in Feng Shui. A cabinet placed in front of the bed indicates physical weakness; tangled power cords and messy appliance placement indicate headaches and difficulty concentrating; and posters of idols on the walls indicate mental confusion, nightmares, and paranoia. Moreover, Li Qiu not only used this room as a bedroom but also as a study, which further violated the Feng Shui taboos, making it difficult for him to avoid death.

Even more outrageous is that there is a half-meter square mirror behind Li Qiu's computer. The placement of this mirror is exactly the "soul-capturing mirror" placement method mentioned in Feng Shui.

“Modern people pay less and less attention to their living environment. Your house was originally located in an extremely yin place, but without these furnishings, it could be considered an ordinary yang dwelling. However, you arranged them incorrectly and without any order. You have unintentionally created a feng shui formation that is extremely deadly for yourself,” the young man said with a helpless bitter smile.

"The Feng Shui Formation of the Land of Extreme Death?" Li Qiu exclaimed in horror.

"Fine, you're already dead. Meeting me is fate, so I'll help you out. Do you know why your soul can't be reincarnated in the underworld? It's because this Soul-Capturing Mirror has been locking your two souls and four spirits, and the reverse Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation formed by all the trash you threw away completely blocks the path to life. Even a cockroach can't survive in there, let alone a living person like you. This has caused your other soul and two spirits to be suppressed in the center of this extremely deadly place. And the bonsai is located in this extremely deadly place, absorbing Yin energy, which is why its leaves have changed color. Your one soul and two spirits have been almost completely absorbed," the young man said coldly.

"How could this be? Why did it turn out like this?" Li Qiu was on the verge of a mental breakdown, shouting frantically.

The young man said nothing more, because provoking a dead ghost was not a fun thing to do.

Gently raising his right hand, a ball of azure light appeared, transforming into thirty-six azure talismans that flew to various parts of the room, forming six hexagrams that echoed each other. Suddenly, a black dagger, about fifteen inches long, appeared in the young man's hand. He closed his eyes, chanting incantations, and a black light emanated from the dagger. Suddenly, the young man opened his eyes, and a beam of azure light shot from them, striking one of the six hexagrams formed by the talismans. This azure light quickly spread to the other five hexagrams, forming a larger hexagram, with Li Qiu positioned at its center.

All of this left Li Qiu completely dumbfounded, standing there stunned and at a loss for what to do.

The young man swung his black dagger toward the "Soul-Capturing Mirror," but to his surprise, the dagger disappeared into it and was absorbed by the "Soul-Capturing Mirror." The young man was momentarily stunned.

"So that's how it is. I didn't expect it was a demon causing trouble," the young man said with sudden realization.

Suddenly, the young man's figure became ethereal, transforming into a streak of blue light that flew towards the "Soul-Capturing Mirror" and disappeared within it.

Suddenly, the six-pointed star array formed by cyan talismans in the room shone brightly, enveloping Li Qiu's soul and two spirits. The surrounding walls twisted and deformed, and the entire room was completely shrouded in darkness. The evil yin energy intensified, and the bonsai located at the eye of the inverted Eight Trigrams Yin Fish seemed to come alive. Its huge dark purple leaves swayed wildly, and its stems lengthened, completely covering the entire room, with the six-pointed star array enveloped within its leaves.

"Where exactly is this place?" Li Qiu asked in a trembling voice.

"The Boundless Demon Realm." A very deep voice muffledly entered Li Qiu's ears.

The house came to life, and a face exuding an evil aura appeared on the wall. The Soul-Capturing Mirror was positioned right at the mouth of this face.

2004-12-7 13:01:00

Chapter Two: Feng Shui

The other side of the mirror is a distorted alternate dimension, surrounded by a dazzling array of distorted, multicolored light.

The young man's black short blade seemed to be pulled by a thread, flying straight into the depths of space.

The young man looked around at everything, but did not follow the direction of the short blade. He simply floated in the alternate dimension and carefully observed everything.

"Come out, there's no point in making all this mess," the young man said with a disdainful laugh.

"Hahahaha, you really are a master. You saw through my illusion array at a glance." A shrill female voice drifted from all around.

She wore a pure white traditional Japanese kimono, her long, silky hair was neatly coiled at the back of her head, and she had the typical pale face, short eyebrows, and red lips of a Japanese stage actor. She looked like a very beautiful woman.

"Did you not ask the name of the expert?" the woman asked in a shrill voice.

"Feng shui," the young man said.

"As expected of a master, even your name has such meaning. I am Fujiwara Mihide," the woman introduced herself.

"Hehe, Fujiwara Mihide? You wouldn't happen to be Fujiwara Sadako's older sister, would you?" Feng Shui chuckled.

There's an excellent Japanese horror film called "The Ring," starring Sadako Fujiwara. The Japanese woman in the "soul-capturing mirror" also shares the surname Fujiwara, allowing the power of feng shui to be "extraordinarily" utilized.

“No, I’m her sister,” Fujiwara Mihide said with a ladylike smile.

Japanese women are indeed different; the delicacy and gentleness of a homebody woman are perfectly rendered in this gentle smile, without a trace of affectation.

"Nice to meet you. However, with your skill level, it's impossible for you to create the Reverse Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation," Feng Shui said.

Because he had already sensed from Fujiwara Mihide that there was a world of difference in energy levels between them, and that someone capable of creating the Reverse Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation could not possibly possess only the power of Fujiwara Mihide.

“I never expected there to be such a master in the human realm. You’re right. With my power, it’s impossible for me to create such a deadly reverse Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Formation, because I have an accomplice.” Fujiwara Mishu’s eyes suddenly turned incredibly evil.

With her arms outstretched, the huge sleeves of her kimono spread out like wings, and her long hair, which had been coiled behind her head, also came loose, drifting ethereally behind her. Her eyes emitted a dark purple light, and an immense, sinister aura emanated from her body.

"So you're that bonsai tree." Feng Shui had already discerned her identity from the dark purple light in Fujiwara Miho's eyes.

Without saying much, Fujiwara Mihide launched her attack, her pale, claw-like hands reaching for the feng shui.

Inside the room, the dark purple bonsai's stems and leaves suddenly withered, and the dark purple color on the leaves faded completely, leaving only a lifeless black circle around the six-pointed star. Suddenly, the six-pointed star's color intensified, and a luminous green light pierced through the withered leaves, dyeing the entire room a vibrant green.

The "soul-capturing mirror" on the wall suddenly shattered into powder, shimmering with a pure white crystalline light in the glowing green glow.

At the same time, a cyan figure shot out from the shattered "Soul-Capturing Mirror" and stood steadily in front of the six-pointed star.

The feng shui man wore a disdainful smile, holding a disheveled woman in a kimono in his right hand. The woman was exhausted, slumped like a dead fish, her long black hair obscuring her face, making it impossible to tell if she was still alive.

"What exactly are you?" Feng Shui asked coldly, staring at the wall.

No one answered him. A murderous glint appeared in Feng Shui's eyes. He stretched out his free left hand towards the wall, and a ball of blue light reappeared, surrounded by shimmering green lightning.

"Three seconds left. If you don't answer, you die." Feng Shui's voice suddenly turned icy cold.

"One, two, three!" Before a second had even passed, Feng Shui had already counted to three.

The blue light from his left hand struck the wall, and the surrounding walls suddenly trembled and undulated like waves.

With a muffled thud, several streaks of blue light emerged from the wall, and a dark shadow appeared from the top of the ceiling, crashing heavily in front of the feng shui.

"Didn't you say you'd count to three? You cheated!" the dark figure on the ground said aggrievedly.

The dark figure turned out to be a boy who looked only sixteen years old, with a round face and a pair of bright, big eyes that were twice the size of his older sister "Little Swallow's" eyes, making him look exactly like a Japanese cartoon character.

"Who are you?" Feng Shui asked the boy on the ground in front of him with some curiosity.

"And who are you?" the boy asked defiantly.

"Feng Shui," Feng Shui said coldly.

"Grass ash," the boy said with a dissatisfied expression.

Feng Shui reached out his left hand to the boy sitting on the ground. The boy glared at Feng Shui and swatted his hand away. He slowly got up, stood opposite Feng Shui, and glared at him angrily.

Feng Shui's left hand was still outstretched, pointing at him. A hint of fear appeared in the boy's eyes, because it was this left hand that had just driven him out of the array he had set up.

"I'm already out, what else do you want?" the boy asked fearfully.

"Give it to me," Feng Shui said coldly.

The boy opened his mouth in grievance, and two red and four green orbs of light floated out, gently held in Feng Shui's left hand. Feng Shui chanted a few inaudible incantations into his left hand, then turned and threw the six orbs of light towards Li Qiu. The six orbs of light quickly merged into Li Qiu's spiritual body, and a shimmering white light enveloped Li Qiu's entire spiritual body.

Li Qiu's face turned pale, no longer the gloomy green it had been before, and finally transformed into a complete spiritual body with three souls and six spirits, also known as a complete spiritual body.