The Great Doctor Girl

The next day, as usual, I slowly pushed open the old and mottled door of the clinic.

However, my heart felt like it was being mercilessly burned by fire, and I was anxiously awaiting Huang Junze's investigation results.

Every second of waiting seemed like a long and cruel torture, which gradually wore away my patience and plunged me into endless torment.

Finally, a series of rapid and heavy footsteps, as if carrying the judgment of fate, broke the suffocating silence.

Huang Junze hurried over with his assistant. Their figures were looming in the dim light, like a ray of dawn in the darkness, but with a solemnity that was hard to ignore.

"This is information we've painstakingly sourced," Huang Junze said, his voice filled with both exhaustion and anxiety. He trembled as he handed me the document, which seemed to carry the weight of the world.

I eagerly took the document, my eyes burning like fire as I quickly scanned every line. Suddenly, the shock in my heart surged like a surging wave, nearly swallowing me whole.

It turned out that in 2011, a real estate company called Yixiang International Group quietly stepped into the mainland like a ghost and quietly started its strange real estate development operations.

The background of this company is like a deep, dark, bottomless night, mysterious and creepy, as if shrouded in layer upon layer of fog. The public legal person information seems plain, but in fact it contains hidden mysteries.

What is puzzling is that after entering the mainland, this company did not hesitate to abandon the prosperous and economically thriving eastern coastal cities that are like shining pearls.

Instead, they headed straight for the mountainous region of Canglan Spiritual Vein, a place so poorly connected and seemingly forgotten by the world. There, they began extensive construction, using the false pretense of pristine ecological environments, absorbing the essence of nature and earth, and being suitable for retirement, to construct so-called high-end villas for well-being and well-being.

If this were simply an eco-friendly retirement project, why would they covertly hire nine Japanese Yin-Yang masters to orchestrate it? The enormous sums expended on this project are like pouring countless treasures into a bottomless, dark abyss. Yet, the disparity between input and output is staggering. This extremely unusual situation is shrouded in mystery, as if it conceals countless unspeakable secrets.

During the construction of the villas, the developer was so ruthless that he implemented an airtight blockade on the construction site. It was so tight that even the local native villagers were ruthlessly blocked outside and were strictly prohibited from getting close.

This mysterious behavior is undoubtedly full of weirdness and strangeness, which instantly gives rise to countless doubts in people's hearts, spreading wildly like weeds.

In order to conceal its true purpose, the developer resorted to extremely despicable means, using the pretext of giving villagers a 1000 yuan subsidy every month to buy people's hearts and minds, in an attempt to silence the public. It is really puzzling.

Moreover, in order to conceal their true intentions, they openly named this villa area Hanfeng County, brazenly claiming that it was to boost the surrounding economic development, and even shamelessly used the hypocritical banner of ecological protection and health preservation.

Furthermore, those sinister Yin-Yangists invested vast amounts of manpower, material resources, and financial resources to establish five-colored altars along the Canglan Spiritual Vein: blue, yellow, red, white, and black. Following the direction of the dragon vein, they meticulously placed a series of stone charms and talismans, like demonic curses.

These five strange altars correspond to the four directions of Canglan Mountain, namely east, west, south, north and center. They are enclosed together like a gloomy and terrifying cage emitting the breath of death, trapping the dragon veins, as if to ruthlessly strangle the vitality and hope of China. Their intentions are so sinister that it makes people shudder.

According to the theory of Feng Shui, such a cruel and inhumane act seriously interfered with the originally positive aura and energy flow of the Canglan Dragon Vein, and was very likely to have immeasurable and irreparable adverse effects on China's national destiny. It was like inserting an extremely sharp blade that exuded the breath of death into China's lifeline, which could bring unexpected misfortune to the entire China at any time.

The more I watched, the more terrified I became. My hands trembled unconsciously like leaves in the autumn wind. Such abnormal behavior could never be just ordinary business competition. There must be a bottomless, chilling and terrifying huge conspiracy hidden behind it.

"What is the name of this company? What is its development history?" I asked anxiously, my voice full of anxiety and anger, like a volcano about to erupt.

"Wait a moment, I'll check it right away." The assistant beside Huang Junze responded quickly, his fingers sliding across the tablet as fast as the wind.

"Canglan Mountain is not an ordinary mountain range. It is the dragon vein of the entire China." I looked at Huang Junze with a solemn expression, and said with deep worry and unswerving determination in my eyes.

"I didn't expect that there was such a huge conspiracy behind this!" Huang Junze, who has always been calm and composed and could remain calm even in the face of collapse, could not help but look worried at this moment. His usual calmness disappeared without a trace, replaced by a face full of solemnity and anxiety, as if shrouded in a thick haze.

"Please investigate further. Have there been any other unusual incidents here?" I pressed on, my voice trembling like a candle flickering in the wind. "Like casualties, strange illnesses, and so on. This formation has been in existence for at least eight or nine years, and possibly as many as twelve."

"Fortunately, your project just touched the edge of Hanfeng County." I breathed a sigh of relief, but the haze in my heart did not dissipate at all. Instead, it was like a heavy lead block, pressing me so hard that I could hardly breathe.

At this time, the assistant showed us the detailed information he had found.

"Hanfeng County was developed by Yixiang International Group and registered in Hong Kong. Apart from this, it has no other projects in mainland China. Its behind-the-scenes boss is actually Japanese, and one of its ancestors was a war criminal officer who participated in the brutal war of aggression against China. This is all we can find out at the moment." After the assistant finished speaking, he looked at me with a look of anxiety and fear in his eyes.

"Japanese?" This answer once again hit my heart like a heavy hammer, deeply deepening my doubts and worries.

My brows were furrowed, like two deep, unbridgeable ravines. The uneasiness in my heart grew stronger and stronger, as difficult to control as a surging tide, as if it was going to swallow me whole.

After a moment's thought, I trembled as I pulled out the old cell phone I'd brought down from the mountain. It was completely different from the sophisticated, smart, and dazzling phones of today. It was extremely simple in appearance, even inferior to the toy phones of today's children. Its only function was to make calls.

I took a deep breath, as if gathering my last bit of courage, and casually dialed the number that my master had saved in my phone. I felt uneasy, as if groping in the dark, not sure if anyone would actually answer.

beep-

The sound was particularly abrupt and harsh in the room that was as quiet as a tomb. Compared with the pleasant and heavenly ringtones of modern times, it was completely out of tune, like a curse from another world.

Just as I was about to hang up in despair, an old man's steady voice came from the other end of the line.

"Hello!"

"Hello, is this Mr. Chen? I am Luo Shu, Mr. Ping's last disciple." I was so anxious that my voice was trembling, as if I had grabbed the last straw, and my voice was full of pleading and expectation.

"Master told me to call you if there is an emergency." I said it in one breath, afraid of being interrupted, as if time froze at this moment.

"A Hong Kong developer spent over ten years laying out the 72 Wind and Thunder Nail Formation along the Canglan Spiritual Vein, creating a complex of recreational villas. Many strange things have occurred here one after another, and I'm afraid that if this formation isn't solved, it might be detrimental to China's national destiny. The boss behind this is Japanese."

The other party was silent...

There was a brief silence on the other end of the phone, but this brief silence made me feel as if a long century had passed, and every second was a torment to my soul.

A minute later, Elder Chen's voice rang out again: "I understand. Now find a way to temporarily control the situation and make sure no casualties occur. I'll make the arrangements."

"Okay." I responded. After hanging up the phone, my heart became heavier as if a thousand-pound lead block was weighing on me, as if the whole world was pressing on my shoulders.

"It seems that the Chaos Pearl we worked so hard to obtain from Taoist Master Yiyun yesterday may not be able to completely break this formation." I muttered to myself, my eyes filled with despair and unwillingness, as if I were in endless darkness.

"What should we do now?" Huang Junze knew the seriousness of the problem and asked me, who was so nervous that I almost collapsed.

"What do you need me to do?" He looked at me firmly, as if giving me the final support and courage.

"We have to go deeper inside now, investigate thoroughly and start breaking the formation." I gritted my teeth, a trace of determination flashed in my eyes, as if I had made up my mind to die.

"This is too dangerous!" Huang Junze exclaimed, his voice filled with fear and worry.

"But this is our only chance." I took a deep breath. "Even if there's only a glimmer of hope, we must try our best."

Huang Junze was silent for a moment, as if he was fighting a final battle with his inner fear, then he nodded heavily: "Okay, let's go together!"

Our eyes met, and we saw determination and resolve in each other's eyes. This battle against the forces of darkness has only just begun...

In the face of this huge crisis and conspiracy, our personal problems seem so small, as insignificant as dust.