Chapter 99

"Xiao Tang, are you sure about this?"

After the two entered the room, Old Ye saw Tang Zhendong plop down on the sofa. He neither started preparing for the array nor did any preliminary work, but instead rested first. Old Ye couldn't help but ask.

"Or, shall I do it?"

Old Ye quickly waved his hands and also plopped down on the sofa. He looked at Qian Wenmei lying on the bed and said, "I see you're not in a hurry to start after coming in. This is a matter of life and death. I'm afraid we might mess it up."

"You see, you're losing confidence in me at this moment. When you received Qian Wenchang's call, you lacked confidence, and it would have been better to directly refuse him. Now it's too late. I'll take a nap first. Remember to wake me up for lunch." Tang Zhendong actually fell asleep on the sofa.

Seeing this, Old Ye thought, "If you can sleep, I can sleep too." He also lay down on a small sofa and closed his eyes to rest.

The two inside the room slept soundly, while Qian Wenchang and Shen Fuhua outside were extremely anxious, unable to sit still.

"Wenchang, how is it? Have the masters eaten their meal?" Shen Fuhua asked anxiously.

"Not yet. I just checked the hallway, and the food is still there, untouched." Qian Wenchang immediately thought that the masters might be so busy inside that they forgot to eat. He couldn't help but feel moved.

Hearing Qian Wenchang's deduction, Shen Fuhua was also deeply moved. She thought about how dedicated they were to their family's affairs, what a spirit, a communist spirit, a spirit like Norman Bethune. Shen Fuhua silently prayed for her daughter's good fortune and also for the two masters to have good karma.

Just as Shen Fuhua was praying for the two masters to have good karma, Tang Zhendong stretched and got up.

Was Tang Zhendong really sleeping? Yes, he was. However, it wasn't because he was irresponsible, but because he had chatted and drank with Yu Qingying until late last night, and he had slept very little. Then, he went to exercise in the morning, and he was really tired.

Actually, being tired wasn't the main issue. The best time to set up the array was not during the day, as the yang energy during the day was too strong, and the soul, being yin in nature, faced the greatest obstacle in entering the body. It was necessary to wait until night, preferably until midnight, when the yin energy was strongest. Then, using the yang energy from the Five Emperors' coins, which had been touched by thousands of people, to guide Qian Wenmei's soul back to life. This was in line with the principle in Tai Chi that when yin reaches its extreme, yang is born, and all things come back to life. A bit of yang energy in the midst of yin would guide the soul's return to life.

Tang Zhendong looked at Old Ye, who was really sleeping soundly. He didn't wake Old Ye up. Instead, he set up an Eight Trigram Array on the bed where Qian Wenmei was lying, leaving only the Life Gate open for her soul to enter and exit.

While Tang Zhendong was setting up the room, Old Ye woke up. He came over and saw Tang Zhendong lying on Qian Wenmei's bed, looking like he was about to molest her.

"Xiao Tang, what are you doing? We are respectable people. Although we earn money by looking at feng shui, we do it honestly. You can't ruin your reputation in one moment of weakness!"

Seeing Old Ye's serious expression, Tang Zhendong couldn't help but turn around and smile, "Go to hell, come and help me quickly. I've never seen you so idle, Master."

"The Life Gate must be opened at the head, and this copper coin must be placed at the Baihui acupoint on the head. This is the Shock Gate, this is the Harm Gate, yes, this is the Block Gate. Once placed, don't move them." Tang Zhendong instructed Old Ye while setting up the array.

Actually, Old Ye was just joking with Tang Zhendong. He knew that Tang Zhendong wasn't a lecherous person, but his actions were too ambiguous, making Old Ye think the worst. Mainly, Qian Wenmei had a kind of delicate beauty, even though she looked pale and sickly, but one white can cover a hundred flaws. The whiter a woman is, the more beautiful she appears.

It wasn't that Old Ye didn't trust Tang Zhendong, but the temptation he had to resist was too great. Although Tang Zhendong had an extremely beautiful girlfriend, Old Ye also regretted suggesting that Tang Zhendong become a live-in son-in-law. Now, thinking back, if he had directly agreed to Tang Zhendong's request at that time, it would have been better. Although Tang Zhendong didn't ask him that way, Old Ye stubbornly believed that Tang Zhendong was crying and begging to become a live-in son-in-law, but he didn't agree.

Just now, Tang Zhendong's posture on Qian Wenmei's body was indeed too ambiguous. It was hard to ensure that Tang Zhendong didn't have any dirty thoughts, but now Old Ye clearly knew that even if Tang Zhendong had any dirty thoughts, he was using them as an excuse for work. Old Ye felt relieved.

Tang Zhendong, of course, didn't know what was going through Old Ye's mind. He was strictly calculating the positions, which was the most crucial part of the soul-returning array.

Twenty minutes later, Tang Zhendong clapped his hands, "Done, just wait for the array to activate at midnight."

"Done?" Old Ye saw only a few copper coins on the bed and didn't see what was so good about it. "Is this it? So simple?"

"Simple?" Tang Zhendong thought, "Simple, you try it?" Setting up a feng shui array, like feng shui divination, required extremely precise calculations. Although it looked simple, each position had undergone extremely complex calculations, which were the most critical part of the feng shui array.

"Hungry to death, did Qian Wenchang bring any food?" Tang Zhendong had just undergone a massive mental effort, consuming many brain cells, so he felt particularly hungry once he was done.

"Supposedly it's at the door, let me check." Old Ye opened the door and saw, "There's food, but it's cold."

"Cold is fine, bring it in quickly. Oh, they have a microwave, perfect for heating it up."

Unfortunately, neither Tang Zhendong nor Old Ye knew how to use a microwave, so they had to eat the cold food. However, even cold, the eight signature dishes of Hai Cheng Grand Hotel were still delicious. Tang Zhendong and Old Ye ate heartily, but the only downside was that the portions were a bit small. They ate eight dishes and two bowls of rice each. Old Ye was full, but Tang Zhendong was still a bit hungry.

Tang Zhendong looked at the large wall clock in the Qian family's house, "It's almost six. I guess Qian Wenchang will bring dinner soon. You just ate, can you still eat dinner?"

Old Ye finally realized, shook his head, and sighed, "I see you were eating slowly just now, you really are a master now. I'm getting old."