Chapter 3

In fact, when Old Ye took another look, apart from the bed, Tang Zhendong's room only had an old table. Although the paint on the table was peeling and some parts were worn down to the wood, it was very clean and spotless.

This was not the most critical part. The most critical part was the few books on the table, which instantly added a scholarly atmosphere to the room. The most eye-catching feature was a pot of narcissus on the table.

The narcissus was beautiful but not gaudy, elegant but not vulgar, and it had a calming effect on people.

One could say that the presence of this pot of flowers in Tang Zhendong's room made it stand out, filling the entire room with vitality and energy.

This was Old Ye's first impression upon entering Tang Zhendong's room. In fact, apart from the bed and the table, there was not much else in the room. However, this simple arrangement made Old Ye feel refreshed and renewed. The room stood in stark contrast to the dirty and messy village.

No wonder this kid came home early whenever he had the chance; it turned out that his home was a hidden paradise.

What Old Ye didn't know was that Tang Zhendong came home early before it got dark not because his home was particularly comfortable. It was because daylight was conducive to gathering visible wealth, while darkness was more likely to bring hidden wealth.

However, hidden wealth often came with many problems, making it easy to invite trouble. For example, if someone bought fruit at night after drinking too much, they might easily spend 100 yuan thinking it was 10 yuan. This would be a hidden gain. But if the drunk person suddenly remembered and was still sober, they might not care. However, if they were petty, they might gather a few friends who had been drinking with them, and in their drunken state, they might smash the stall and run away, leaving no place to seek justice.

Moreover, Tang Zhendong didn't place too much importance on money. By coming home early in the evening, he could read books, practice qigong, go to bed early, and wake up at three or four in the morning to go to the fruit wholesale market to buy fresh fruit. After returning at five, he could go to the nearby square to practice boxing.

Tang Zhendong was indeed bullied a lot when he first entered prison. As a newcomer, he didn't know the rules, but he wasn't stupid. With his hard fists and willingness to fight, he managed to carve out a place for himself despite having no money.

For someone without money and not a gang leader, it was extremely difficult to make a name in prison. However, Tang Zhendong managed to become the leader of his cell in just three months.

The leader of a cell was the absolute boss. Not only did they have to be good at fighting, but they also had to be skilled at handling various relationships. The leader of a cell was always recognized by the guards.

Tang Zhendong's feng shui, physiognomy, and qigong were all taught to him by his master in prison, who had learned them from the secret teachings of the Ghost Valley. However, the old man's knowledge was incomplete, and he only taught Tang Zhendong what he knew.

Tang Zhendong was exceptionally smart from a young age, so he learned quickly. Despite learning quickly, it still took him about six years to master everything.

Whether it was feng shui, physiognomy, or Ghost Valley qigong, they were all profound and extensive.

Old Ye's physiognomy was purely deceptive. When he saw the scene in Tang Zhendong's room, he only saw the surface and the general impression.

Tang Zhendong, of course, wouldn't tell Old Ye that his room was arranged according to feng shui principles. The focal point of the feng shui array was not the refreshing pot of narcissus but a smooth pebble on the second shelf of a wooden washstand in the corner of the room.

Using a pebble as the focal point of the array was not very effective, but with Tang Zhendong's current level, he could only use a pebble. The best material for the focal point was jade, and the specific type of jade depended on the specific array. However, Tang Zhendong's array was mainly for aesthetic pleasure and a good mood, and it hardly attracted any beneficial qi from heaven and earth.

Given Tang Zhendong's current living conditions, he could only set up such an array to make himself feel good and cultivate his mind and spirit.

Tang Zhendong parked his fruit cart, covered the fruit with a thin blanket to keep it warm and protect it from dew. After Old Ye finished looking around the room, he moved outside. "It's very strange. Your room looks ordinary, but upon closer inspection, it's different in many ways."

Old Ye nodded and shook his head, evaluating the yard and the room. Although he noticed the difference, he couldn't pinpoint what exactly made it different.

In fact, Tang Zhendong had also placed a few pebbles in the corners of the yard, forming a small array. This array was similar to the one inside the room, but the focal point was a cactus on the windowsill of Tang Zhendong's small room.

The cactus was a very spiritual plant. Inside the room, it could absorb radiation from various electrical appliances, but outside, it could attract ultraviolet light, gathering beneficial light. The focal point was the most important, but it couldn't function without the eight pebbles placed by Tang Zhendong.

These eight pebbles gathered the light, which then accumulated on the cactus and dispersed throughout the yard.

If Old Ye lived in the village, he would have noticed that Tang Zhendong's yard was slightly brighter and the light was softer than in other yards.

This was the subtlety of the feng shui array.

However, these things couldn't be practiced in prison. Tang Zhendong had to figure them out and study them after his release.

After finishing up, Tang Zhendong picked some fresh and good-looking fruits and left with Old Ye, who was still looking around with interest. They took the bus to Old Ye's home in the southern part of the city.

Old Ye's home was in an old district, while the place where Tang Zhendong rented was a shantytown. Although the old district was old, it was still considered part of the city. The buildings were not tall, but they were buildings, which was a common feature of the old district.

Old Ye's building faced south, with a very central position. It was a five-story building, and the buildings on either side were similar. However, there was a small hill to the southwest with a small tower on it.

From Tang Zhendong's perspective, there was a small hole in the middle of the tower, and light passed through it, indicating a clear feng shui pattern of disease and misfortune.

Good feng shui emphasizes facing south, with the left side (Green Dragon) and the right side (White Tiger) being prominent, and a wide view in front. The left Green Dragon should be a tall building, and the right White Tiger should also be a prominent building, with both sides supporting each other. However, the Green Dragon should be slightly higher than the White Tiger for the perfect feng shui pattern.

If the Green Dragon is lower than the White Tiger, it suggests that the women in the family are stronger than the men. If the Green Dragon is higher than the White Tiger, it suggests that the men are stronger than the women.

In a typical family, the man is the breadwinner, and the woman manages the home, with the man being slightly stronger. This means the left Green Dragon should be slightly higher than the right White Tiger.

However, Old Ye's home was different. The building on the left Green Dragon was clearly lower than the tower on the right White Tiger, indicating that the women in Old Ye's family were stronger. This also suggested that Old Ye's wife was more dominant.

However, being too strong can lead to problems. From the tower with the hole to the southwest, Tang Zhendong could tell that Old Ye's wife likely had health issues, particularly heart problems.

This was based on the feng shui knowledge he had, but Tang Zhendong had little practical experience. He wouldn't make random claims, as it could offend people if Old Ye's wife was actually fine.

"Old building, the hallway is dark, be careful," Old Ye said as he walked, reminding Tang Zhendong.

"Oh, okay, okay."

Tang Zhendong had an instinctive liking for the dark, possibly because he had been in prison, where both the prisoners and the guards were dark.

His master often taught him, "Although darkness makes it hard to see things, it also makes it hard for others to see you." Tang Zhendong often practiced with his master in the dark after the lights were turned off.

If Tang Zhendong's feng shui and physiognomy skills were untested, his martial arts were honed by his master, move by move.

"Knock, knock, knock," Old Ye didn't use his key but knocked on the door, "Daughter, your father is back."

The door opened with a "whoosh," and a beautiful and pure girl's face appeared.

"Dad, you're back!" The girl was wearing a sports T-shirt and jeans, which nicely outlined her figure.

She jumped up and hugged Old Ye.

Old Ye patted his daughter's shoulder, "We have a guest," he said, making her let go and stepping aside, "This is my colleague, Tang." He then pointed to the girl, "This is my daughter, Ye Xian."

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