He wouldn't have come to this godforsaken place if Lu Fan hadn't asked him to.
Not only was there no food, but the environment was also terrible, and more importantly, it was eerie, making one shiver involuntarily.
Lu Fan ate peanuts and listened to the music with great leisure.
Seeing that it was already dark, Fatty Chen hurried to light candles. In these deep mountains and old forests, there was no electricity, so candles or oil lamps were generally used, making it appear exceptionally dilapidated.
As the sky gradually darkened, looking at the eerie wind outside, Fatty Chen felt a chill.
Lu Fan was powerful. He had just seen that Huang Daxian's complexion was dark, and something was bound to happen tonight, which made him a little worried.
In such a poor and remote place, such incidents were most likely to occur.
"What are you thinking about over there?" Lu Fan glanced at him, "I said his complexion was dark and he would encounter something, but it wouldn't be enough to cost him his life. How could someone who becomes a Feng Shui master be an ordinary person!"
"Does your Excellency mean that Huang Daxian will be alright?" Fatty Chen quickly asked.
"He will probably suffer some injuries, but it shouldn't be too serious," Lu Fan waved his hand. "Tomorrow we have to go to Niutou Mountain to see your ancestral grave. You should go to bed early! After all, your luck has been poor recently, which is not a good thing."
Fatty Chen quickly nodded and walked into the house.
Although Grandpa Wang's house was bare, there were a few dilapidated rooms. Each of them got one, which was not a problem.
Boss Chu came into the room and looked at the arrangement with a helpless expression. As a prominent boss, he found it difficult to get used to living in a thatched hut.
Especially when the cool breeze blew inside, making him feel eerie and frightened.
On Niutou Mountain, Huang Daxian was walking through the forest carrying an oil lamp, drinking old wine, and shouting along the way, looking refreshed.
Within a ten-mile radius, he was the only one who dared to venture into Niutou Mountain alone at night. However, to go to the next village, one had to pass through Niutou Mountain. He had often taken this road, and nothing had ever happened.
He didn't know if it was because he had drunk too much or if his eyesight was failing, but as Huang Daxian walked, he felt lost. No matter how he walked, he couldn't leave the original path.
He shook his head vigorously, and Huang Daxian exclaimed, "Not good, I've encountered something unclean!"
After speaking, Huang Daxian took out incense and bowed three times to the surroundings: "I, Huang, am a Feng Shui master, and my destiny is bestowed by heaven. All you demons and ghosts, do not block my path!"
As soon as he finished speaking, an eerie wind blew past. Huang Daxian felt a chill on his back, as if something was holding him. He struggled but couldn't break free, his face turning ashen.
When the next morning arrived, as soon as the sky lit up and the village chickens began to crow, Lu Fan woke up early, enjoying the pastoral scenery.
Fatty Chen and the others also woke up one after another, seeming to have not rested well. They found it difficult to tolerate such an environment.
"Your Excellency, you are in great spirits," Boss Chu stepped forward and smiled. "You are still so energetic in this environment."
"It's good enough to have a bed to sleep in!" Lu Fan said frankly, "When I was on the mountain before, I didn't even have a bed!"
"No bed at all?"
Boss Chu was slightly surprised, then quickly smiled, "He who endures hardships becomes a superior person. Your Excellency is truly a hero among men!"
Lu Fan paid no attention to such flattery and turned to Fatty Chen, "How about it, can we set off now?"
"Of course!" Fatty Chen nodded. "Let's go to Niutou Mountain now."
As they walked out of the room, Grandpa Wang hurriedly ran over from outside: "Tie Zhu! You can't go to Niutou Mountain today, something big has happened there!"
"What's wrong, Grandpa Wang?" Fatty Chen quickly said, "What happened to Niutou Mountain again?"
"I don't know what happened, but after Huang Daxian left last night, he returned from Niutou Mountain, and almost lost his life," Grandpa Wang said quickly. "Huang Daxian almost fell from Niutou Mountain. If he hadn't been caught by the vines, his life would have been in danger."
"Grandpa Wang, you are always so jumpy," Boss Chu smiled. "I saw Huang Daxian was drunk and didn't see clearly when walking at night, so he almost fell, right?"
"If only it were that simple!" Grandpa Wang shook his head. "Huang Daxian kept saying that someone was holding him, and he was quite frightened. He is a famous Feng Shui master in the ten-mile radius and would never talk nonsense."
"Could it be that what Your Excellency said came true!" Fatty Chen muttered, looking even more respectful towards Lu Fan.
"If you walk by the river often, you're bound to get your shoes wet," Lu Fan smiled faintly. "Although his fate is strong, he walks at night all year round, and it's Niutou Mountain. Naturally, he can't avoid being entangled by unclean things."
"Young brother, you are right," Grandpa Wang nodded. "Niutou Mountain has been very strange recently. Why don't you go up there? As for the ancestral grave matter, let's wait for some time."
"Your Excellency is very busy, and it's already a great favor that he came here," Boss Chu said. "If Your Excellency leaves this time, he won't come again!"
Fatty Chen also nodded solemnly, "Don't worry, Grandpa Wang. With Your Excellency here, nothing will happen."
Seeing their confidence, Grandpa Wang didn't say much, but he had a high opinion of Lu Fan.
If Lu Fan hadn't intervened last night, his old wife would have already gone to the King of Hell. Just for this, he believed Lu Fan implicitly.
"I'm not very familiar with the terrain of Niutou Mountain. It seems we need to go to Huang Daxian's house," Lu Fan said frankly. "He is the most famous Feng Shui master in the ten-mile radius and must understand the terrain of Niutou Mountain."
Fatty Chen nodded and led Lu Fan towards Huang Daxian's house.
Not long after, Fatty Chen arrived under the eaves and called out to Huang Daxian a few times, but there was no response. Everyone then forced the door open.
Huang Daxian was lying on the bed, his breath very weak, and his face was somewhat festered, as if he had been bitten by something.
Seeing Fatty Chen and the others arrive, he frowned.
"Huang Daxian, are you alright?" Fatty Chen asked, "I heard you had an incident last night?"
"It's all that kid's bad mouth!" Huang Daxian glanced at Lu Fan. "I've walked at night for so many years, and nothing has ever happened, but last night..."
At this point, Huang Daxian's body trembled. He seemed extremely frightened by what happened last night and didn't even dare to speak loudly.
"What exactly happened last night?" Fatty Chen quickly said, "Huang Daxian, tell me."
"Perhaps I drank too much and was a bit drunk," Huang Daxian waved his hand. "I kept losing my balance, so I almost fell!"
Fatty Chen clearly didn't believe him but didn't dare to ask directly.