The Feng Shui Treasure Appraiser

87: Chapter 87 A Shy Beauty Unable to Withstand the Cool BreezeHan Jingyang nodded slightly.

Before he entered the trap, he remembered Tongtong’s position; she was right under the flower wall to the left of the villa’s front door, only about half a meter away from it.

If he could find the right direction, he would be able to feel his way to the door.

The difficulty now was how to find the right direction and ensure that the two of them wouldn’t lose their way again within this half-meter distance.

Could it be done?

Han Jingyang thought carefully for a few minutes, then said to Tongtong, ”Sit on the ground.”

Tongtong sat down in a duck squat position.

However, she was wearing a small suit and skirt today, so it was inevitable that she would reveal a bit of a view when squatting.

Han Jingyang glanced at her, then quickly averted his gaze.

Once Tongtong was in position, he grabbed one of her arms and solemnly instructed, ”No matter what happens, you must not let go. Understand?”

”Mm,” Tongtong also nodded solemnly.

Han Jingyang gripped Tongtong’s palm tightly, closed his eyes, and slowly felt his way forward until Tongtong’s arm was fully extended and the distance between them was at its maximum. Only then did he begin to walk in a circle around Tongtong.

From the moment she woke up until now, Tongtong hadn’t moved even a centimeter, which meant that by drawing a circle with Tongtong as the center, he had a chance to feel his way to the door.

And this thing called a Ghost Wall...

Although I haven’t seen it before, the principle must be similar to a feng shui trap. As long as it is a feng shui trap, it has its own range of coverage. Similarly, buildings have their own traps and their own range of coverage.

Unless this Ghost Wall is powerful enough to directly envelop the entire villa, the doorway must be the dividing line.

Therefore, as long as the location of the doorway is found, it will be easy to escape.

It was fortunate that there were two people. If it were just one person, they would really be trapped here to death.

This Ghost Wall was quite formidable.

However, I still found its weakness. Perhaps it was because I had fifth and sixth-grade protective items on me, so I didn’t completely become blind. After coming into contact with Tongtong’s body, I was able to shake off a portion of the interference, allowing me to see Tongtong and communicate with her normally.

It couldn’t be that me talking to and holding hands with Tongtong right now were also hallucinations, could it?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

If this Ghost Wall were really that powerful, then I shouldn’t do anything right now; I should just jump up and down and shout for help. Saving face or whatever just wouldn’t be important at all.

Of course, making a phone call was also a method. Tongtong could call me, so naturally, I could call others too. But that would be even more embarrassing.

If I jumped around asking for help, the ones who would come would most likely be property security, police, or firefighters, and the embarrassment would be limited.

But if I called for help, the ones who would come would definitely be my acquaintances and friends. By then, the embarrassment would spread to my social circle, which would be no different from social death.

Han Jingyang pulled Tongtong’s hand and slowly turned in a circle.

He was determined not to let Tongtong move even half an inch.

After turning about twenty degrees, Han Jingyang suddenly stopped.

What is this thing? Why is it so soft? It feels like bread.

Wait, this bread is quite big, and it’s quite flat, too. Could it be...

Han Jingyang hesitated for half a second, then raised his hand and smashed it against the soft, bread-like thing he was touching.

Hiss— That hurts like hell! But I guessed right! It really was a wall.

I knew it. No matter how powerful this Ghost Wall was, it was only similar to an illusion. It couldn’t make non-existent things disappear; it could only disrupt my sensory system.

But I didn’t trust my sensory system anymore. I only believed in things that existed in reality. What could you, a Ghost Wall, do to me?

Regardless of whether what I touched was a soft, big loaf of bread or some scorching hot iron plate, as long as I knew and was convinced that there was only a wall within a one-meter radius around me, that was enough.

Moreover, the real feedback of skin breaking and flesh tearing after throwing a punch couldn’t be faked.

However, one still couldn’t be careless.

Han Jingyang took a deep breath and walked forward while feeling this soft, big loaf of bread.

Take two steps, throw a punch. Skin broken and flesh torn? Good, continue.

After three punches, he poked his head forward, and suddenly everything cleared up; the previously vanished villa reappeared.

Han Jingyang let out a sigh of relief and gave a sharp tug on the hand of Tongtong, who was in his grip.

Tongtong let out a startled cry, stumbled out of the Ghost Wall, and threw herself directly into Han Jingyang’s arms.

A moment later, Tongtong realized, ”We’re out?”

”Mm, we’re out.”

”This isn’t still an illusion, is it?”

”No, your villa occupies a large area and naturally has its own aura, forming its own trap. I even simply adjusted it for you the other day, so it won’t be interfered with under ordinary circumstances.”

”That’s good, that’s good. But how do we get out?”

”Small matter.”

Han Jingyang called Liu Jing: ”Liu Jing, find a drone and help me deliver some things.”

Liu Jing was very surprised: ”Boss, what’s the situation?”

”Don’t ask so much, hurry up.”

”Oh, I’ll go look for one.”

These days, drones could be easy to find, yet also difficult to find. There are many photography drones that ordinary people play with, but drones capable of carrying weight are rare. Those who use drones for heavy lifting are basically people in industries like agriculture or construction.

Therefore, it wasn’t until after twelve o’clock that Liu Jing called back: ”Boss, I’ve found a drone. What things do you need?”

”compass, sanqing bell, tianpeng ruler, bagua mirror, a bronze sword, and a copper-gilt guanyin statue.”

”Boss, who are you trying to kill? Or are you going to war with some faction? You’re using so many ruthless items.”

”Don’t talk nonsense, hurry up.”

”Alright, Boss, you wait. I’ll go to the shop to get the things right now; I’ll be there in forty minutes.”

”Be careful.”

”Don’t worry, Boss.”

Hanging up the phone, Han Jingyang shrugged at Tongtong: ”Wait a little longer, it will be ready soon.”

Tongtong quickly thanked him: ”Thank you, thank you so much. If it weren’t for you, I, I might have...”

”You’re welcome, I’m not doing this for free.”

”I know, but I still have to thank you. After all, besides you, I, I don’t know who else I could ask for help.”

Tongtong’s face suddenly flushed red as she said this, and she lowered her head, no longer speaking.

Han Jingyang’s heart rate accelerated slightly.

How did that line go again? The gentleness of that lowered head is just like the bashfulness of not withstanding the cool breeze.

That little verse is really good. It fits really well here.

Although this woman was in a sorry state, covered in mud and grass clippings, with messy hair, a large wound on her forehead, and a face filled with exhaustion, her features remained exquisite and her figure remained upright. In fact, in this wretched situation, she appeared even more beautiful. Mm, this must be what people often call contrast beauty.

No wonder everyone likes browsing the contrast sections. *Ahem*.

But this woman’s conditions were really good—pretty face and good figure, plus she had money. A proper wealthy and beautiful woman. Young, with good temperament too. I wonder which bastard will end up benefiting from her in the end.

While sighing with emotion, Han Jingyang chatted with Tongtong intermittently.

An hour later, he frowned slightly.

Why hadn’t Liu Jing arrived yet? On the road? Forget it, wait a bit longer; maybe she’s driving.

Another thirty minutes passed.

Han Jingyang stood up abruptly and dialed Liu Jing’s number directly, but it could no longer be connected.

Something happened? Damn! I hope nothing really happened! It would be best if it were just a false alarm.

While praying, Han Jingyang called Xu Xin: ”Old Xu, do me a favor. It’s urgent, and there is a certain degree of danger.”