Reborn back to the day I descended the mountain, Miss Ji, I will take responsibility for you!

"Master, save me!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Huang San knelt down in front of Ye Chen with a thud.

The surrounding customers were all bewildered by what they saw, wondering what had happened.

Ye Chen hadn't expected Huang San to react so strongly after opening his third eye.

It's not surprising that Huang San reacted so strongly; any normal person would be scared half to death if they saw this scene.

Moreover, Huang San also saw his own reflection in the mirror next to him.

The black aura surrounding him was condensed and did not dissipate, and his face was pale, as if he were dead.

He might have had some doubts about Ye Chen before, but after seeing it with his own eyes, he naturally believed it.

Ye Chen quickly helped Huang San up, saying, "Boss Huang, please get up."

"Master, if you don't save me, I won't get up." Huang San simply lay down on the ground.

Everyone around was stunned. What was going on? Why did Boss Huang suddenly kneel down?

Ye Chen said calmly, "I've already done more than enough by pointing out your problems."

"I don't know who set up this feng shui arrangement, and as for saving you, I have no interest in it."

"If you like kneeling, then kneel."

As Ye Chen was about to leave with Su Mengyao, Huang San grabbed Ye Chen's trouser leg.

He pleaded, "Master, I'll do anything you ask if you're willing to save me."

"I could give you even this Green Bamboo Pavilion."

Upon hearing this, everyone around gasped.

Just kidding, Cuizhuxuan is now undoubtedly the number one on this antique and collectible street.

The monthly turnover is at least over 100 million yuan, and in some special circumstances, it could even reach 1 billion yuan a month.

After deducting costs, the net profit for a month is probably in the tens of millions or even hundreds of millions.

How could Ye Chen give away such a shop so easily? What is it about him that makes him so appealing?

Su Mengyao, who was standing to the side, was also stunned. Ye Chen didn't know the value of Cuizhu Pavilion, but he knew a little about it.

Moreover, he had been standing by the side the whole time, and he knew that Huang San clearly didn't believe it at first.

Why did Huang San's attitude change so drastically after Ye Chen tapped his forehead?

Moreover, just now, he seemed to have seen a golden light, and Su Mengyao was certain that he wasn't seeing things.

What exactly happened? Su Mengyao was filled with questions.

However, judging from Huang San's reaction, it was as if he had seen something terrifying.

Could it be that what Ye Chen said was true? But how could that be?

Su Mengyao has practiced martial arts since childhood and is a staunch atheist, although he has heard of some feng shui theories.

But he felt that all of that was a lie. It just seems that there are aspects of this world that he didn't know about.

Ye Chen looked at Huang San, who was pleading desperately, and then glanced at the plaque that bore the mark of merit.

Now, Huang San is the only son left in the Huang family.

If Huang San dies, this family of meritorious officials will likely die out.

With a sigh, Ye Chen said, "I can help you, but I have one condition that you must agree to."

Huang San quickly replied, "Master, please tell me. I will agree to anything I can do."

Ye Chen said, "I don't want your Green Bamboo Pavilion. I saved you not for money, but because you are a descendant of meritorious officials."

"My condition is very simple: you must go to the Martyrs' Cemetery to pay your respects on the first and fifteenth of every lunar month."

“Every month, you must donate 10% of your store’s profits.”

"Whether it's donating to Project Hope or to a martyrs' cemetery, it's still doing good deeds. Can you agree to that?"

Huang San quickly replied, "No problem, Master. I donate to the Red Cross every month."

After a moment of silence, Ye Chen said, "It's good that you have this intention, but you shouldn't donate to the Red Cross anymore. Donate to other places instead."

Huang San was a little confused. Aren't these all charitable organizations? Is there some difference between them?

Ye Chen didn't offer much explanation, then asked, "This is an antique shop, you should have Five Emperors Coins, right?"

Huang San quickly replied, "Yes, yes."

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Then go and get me ten Five Emperors Coins, and then get a red string. I'll wait for you at the door."

Huang San nodded repeatedly, then hurriedly ran to get his things, while Ye Chen led Su Mengyao to the door.

To be honest, the feng shui layout of Cuizhu Pavilion is fundamentally sound.

The mistake was the large water vat at the entrance and the two tomb guardian beasts.

Ye Chen stood at the door for a moment and then walked to the water tank, looking at the bottom of it.

Suddenly noticing something, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and muttered to himself, "So that's how it is."

Just then, Huang San arrived at the door with a bundle of red thread and a money box in his hand.

"Master, is this enough for you?"

As he spoke, Huang San handed over the red thread and the money.

The red thread is made of high-quality red cotton and has been soaked in cinnabar.

The money container was filled with coins from the Five Emperors, numbering at least several hundred.

Ye Chen nodded and said, "We don't need that much."

As he spoke, Ye Chen took out ten Five Emperors Coins from the money box and walked to the door.

He raised his hand and placed a five-emperor coin on the head of the tomb guardian beast.

In addition, a five-emperor coin was placed at each of the four corners of the tomb guardian beast.

After placing the items on both sides, Ye Chen recited a spell and then drew talismans in the air.

After a brief flash of light, a cracking sound could be faintly heard from the Five Emperors Coins, but it was not clear.

Ye Chen watched as the malevolent aura emanating from the two tomb guardian beasts was dispelled by the Five Emperors Coins.

He nodded slightly and said, "In a moment, cover the two tomb guardian beasts with a red cloth and then donate them to the martyrs' cemetery."

"Then you should go and get a pair of stone lions to put at the entrance."

"Before setting them up, place five coins of the Five Emperors under each stone lion."

Upon hearing this, Huang San nodded and said, "Yes, Master." He then immediately began making phone calls and making arrangements.

Ye Chen walked up to the water tank and touched the end of the red line with his finger.

Then take one end of the red thread, suspend it in the center of the water tank, and lower it down little by little.

What happened next made Su Mengyao cover her mouth.

The red rope plunged straight down into the water, which seemed very illogical.

Logically, cotton thread, being so light, should float, but it didn't.

What's even more illogical is what happened next: when the cotton thread reached the bottom of the water tank...

The water in the entire tank suddenly seemed to boil, churning and bubbling continuously.

You can faintly hear something roaring.

The sound was very sharp, sending chills down one's spine.

Seeing this, Ye Chen sneered, "In front of me, all your struggles are futile. Come out here!"

As he spoke, Ye Chen pulled hard, and the cotton thread in his hand instantly tightened, as if it had tied up something heavy.

But Su Mengyao had just looked at that water vat, and there was nothing inside except water.

Is this some kind of magic trick? Su Mengyao was completely confused.

Some of the merchants who had come out to watch the spectacle were also filled with surprise and uncertainty.

After all, compared to atheists like Su Mengyao, they actually believe in some things to some extent.

Just then, Ye Chen pulled the red rope up little by little, and the ripples on the water became more and more violent.

It was as if something inside was struggling violently, but all its efforts were in vain in front of Ye Chen.

With a sudden burst of strength, Ye Chen pulled a pitch-black object out of the water.

It was a carp carved from a black stone, and at that moment a red rope was threading through its mouth.

Ye Chen lifted it out of the water tank as if he were fishing.

Huang San was completely astonished when he saw the black fish; he had personally placed the water tank there.

The water inside was rainwater that had accumulated over the past few days. He had never seen this black fish stone sculpture in a water tank before.

Ye Chen held the black fish in his hand, and suddenly felt something. He looked at the black fish with a strange expression.

However, Ye Chen didn't make many moves in front of so many people.

Instead, he used the red rope in his hand to tie up the blackfish.

"Alright, have someone move the water tank away in a bit. If possible, plant some potted plants here to bring some life into the house."

"But let me make this clear first, this might affect some business, but it will allow you to survive longer."

Upon hearing this, Huang San did not hesitate at all. He made a phone call to order potted plants. Compared to life, that little bit of money was not important.

After giving his instructions, Ye Chen picked up the black fish in his hand and said, "I'll take this with me. There's something strange about it that you can't handle."

Upon hearing this, Huang San immediately said respectfully, "Thank you for your trouble, Master."

Ye Chen said, "It's no trouble. Don't call me Master, just call me Young Master Ye."

"Please send the Buddhist prayer beads and bracelet I requested to this address once they are ready."

Ye Chen left an address, and Huang San naturally assured him that he would do his best to handle it.

Ye Chen nodded, ignoring the surrounding merchants' discussions, and left Cuizhu Pavilion with Su Mengyao.

Throughout the journey, Su Mengyao's gaze towards Ye Chen held an indescribable quality.