Chapter 61

As Qin Yu's words drew everyone's attention to the jade carving on the ground, they saw that the originally lustrous jade carving had been shattered, with the dragon head and turtle body completely separated. The turtle body was broken into pieces, lying on the ground as if telling the story of the cruel hands that had damaged it.

"Huh, why is this part black?"

Zhang Hua, with his sharp eyes, noticed that inside one of the broken pieces of the jade carving, there were black, blurry lines, as if the entire interior of the jade carving had been stained with ink.

"What's going on? Why are there so many black lines?" Zhang Hua's discovery surprised Li Weijun. He then picked up a piece of jade carving from the ground and found that it also had black lines inside. He picked up a few more pieces and found that each one had these black lines.

"Wei Jun, let me see."

Meng Feng's face, which had been pale, now turned to one of confusion. The dragon-turtle jade carving was a gift from a friend, and he had personally seen the quality of the jade, which was why he had asked a jade carver to sculpt it into a dragon-turtle ornament. How could it now have these thick black lines?

"Could this be fake jade?" Zhang Hua voiced his opinion, knowing that many counterfeiters use other materials and special chemical processes to make them look like jade, making it hard for ordinary people to tell the difference.

"This is top-quality Lantian seed jade, it's not fake." Li Weijun immediately dismissed Zhang Hua's suggestion. As a wealthy tycoon, he had bought many good pieces of jade and knew a lot about them. The jade carving felt smooth and had excellent quality, confirming that it was genuine Lantian seed jade.

"Master Qin, what's going on? Did you see that the dragon-turtle had these black lines inside?"

Li Weijun asked Qin Yu, while Meng Feng, who had been somewhat arrogant earlier, now couldn't bring himself to ask. Li Weijun, being a shrewd person, asked on Meng Feng's behalf.

Qin Yu glanced at the armed guard, and Meng Feng was also staring at him, waiting for his answer. Seeing Qin Yu's gaze, Meng Feng waved his hand and said to the guard, "Xiao Zhang, you can go out. There's nothing here."

"Yes, sir!" The guard saluted Meng Feng and turned to leave.

"I don't know why the dragon-turtle has black lines inside." Qin Yu shook his head and replied.

"You don't know!"

Meng Feng's voice rose, and the guard, who had just reached the door, paused for a moment before continuing to the guard post.

"You didn't know, and you still dared to smash my dragon-turtle." Meng Feng's tone was accusatory.

"Although I didn't know about the black lines, I knew there was something wrong with the dragon-turtle."

Qin Yu replied calmly. To be honest, he was a bit annoyed with the high official in front of him. He wasn't here for his own benefit, and he wasn't here to see the official show off his power. If it weren't for the people of GZ, he wouldn't have smashed the dragon-turtle even if they paid him.

"Something wrong with the dragon-turtle? What do you mean?"

"Secretary Meng, I'm not a criminal, so why are you speaking to me like you're interrogating me?"

Qin Yu was annoyed by Meng Feng's tone and retorted. This made Li Weijun and Zhang Hua nervous, and they secretly glanced at Meng Feng's expression, which was stern but showed no other signs of emotion. This lack of expression made them even more afraid.

"Good lad, it's been a long time since anyone has spoken to me like that." Meng Feng suddenly slapped his thigh and laughed, startling Li Weijun and Zhang Hua, who then joined in his laughter.

"That's because they either need something from you or fear you. I don't need anything from you, and your position, no matter how high, doesn't matter to me."

Qin Yu smirked. He had already anticipated Meng Feng's reaction. These officials are always calculating, and every move and decision is carefully thought out.

In the current situation, it was clear that Meng Feng knew the reason for the dragon-turtle's abnormality. Instead of being confrontational, his primary concern was to understand why the black lines appeared in the dragon-turtle.

Qin Yu understood this and decided to be firm. If the black lines hadn't appeared in the dragon-turtle, he could have found a way to explain himself, but he wouldn't have been as confident.

"Master Qin, just tell us," Li Weijun gave Qin Yu a look, signaling him to stop.

"Xiao Yu, tell us why the dragon-turtle has these black lines inside, and what you mean by saying it has a ghost?" Zhang Hua wiped the sweat from his forehead and urged his cousin, grateful that Secretary Meng was being lenient and not pursuing the matter further.

"Try burning the part of the jade carving with the black lines." Qin Yu didn't answer directly.

"Burn it?"

Li Weijun took out a famous ZIOP lighter from his pocket and placed a piece of the jade carving over the flame.

Except for Qin Yu, the other three watched the piece of jade on the flame. They saw the black lines slowly disappear as the flame touched them, and black smoke began to gather. To their shock, the black smoke gradually formed a round face, like a ghost with fangs, lunging toward Li Weijun.

"Whoosh!"

Just as the ghost face was about to hit Li Weijun, a hand quickly blocked it. The hand flipped and pinched, trapping the entire black smoke in the palm. The fingers slowly crushed it, and when the hand opened, a black liquid lay quietly in the palm.

"Master Qin, what is this?"

The hand belonged to Qin Yu, who had acted quickly.

"This is a ghost head line. As you saw, when burned, it forms a ghost face. If someone is hit by this ghost face, they will gradually lose their mental clarity, and their face will eventually become as gaunt as a ghost's, with no human color left."

"Ghost head line? How did this get inside the dragon-turtle?" Meng Feng asked, his attitude much better than before. Qin Yu's performance had earned his respect, and he was now more concerned about the presence of this ominous object in the dragon-turtle he had been worshiping.

"The dragon-turtle is one of the nine sons of the dragon. According to legend, the dragon has nine sons, one of which has a dragon's head and a turtle's body, symbolizing the dragon and turtle deities. It has been one of the four auspicious animals in China since ancient times. In our feng shui practice, there is a saying: 'To prosper quickly, overcome the three sha.' The dragon-turtle has the power to neutralize the three sha."

Qin Yu explained the origin and function of the dragon-turtle and then looked at Meng Feng. "The placement of this dragon-turtle should have been determined by a master based on your birth date and the house's orientation. Placed on this shelf, it should enhance your fortune."

"That's right. My friend did indeed use my birth date to determine the placement of the dragon-turtle." Meng Feng nodded, acknowledging this. Admitting to using a feng shui master in front of others might affect his reputation, but in the high official circles, knowledge of feng shui and metaphysics is more common, and it's not considered superstitious or politically incorrect to consult a feng shui master.

Back in the day, when the founder and the leader of Taiwan were vying for power, there was a fierce battle over feng shui. The leader of Taiwan sent feng shui masters to dig up the founder's ancestral graves to cut off his dragon veins.

During the fourth encirclement and suppression campaign, Chiang Kai-shek sent a unit led by a feng shui master to dig up the founder's ancestral graves. However, the Mao clan had already removed the tombstones, making it impossible to find the graves without a guide. To mislead Chiang Kai-shek, the Mao clan set up a fake tomb with the founder's tombstones. Chiang Kai-shek's men believed it and dug up the fake tomb, proudly reporting their success to Chiang Kai-shek.

Although the founder's ancestral graves were not dug up, Peng Dehuai's ancestral graves were, and the bodies were left exposed. Peng Dehuai's later downfall was partly due to the destruction of his ancestral graves, which undermined his foundation and made him vulnerable.

Let's get back to the topic. After explaining the origin and function of the dragon-turtle, Qin Yu picked up another piece of the jade carving and said, "The master calculated everything, but he forgot one important thing."

"What is it?" Meng Feng asked, now completely under Qin Yu's influence, having lost his initial authority.

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