After entering the villa, Lu Chen glanced at the servants who were still working in the villa, and said in a low voice: "Elder Fang, why don't you let these servants take a day off today?"

Hearing this, Old Man Fang nodded slightly, knowing the truth that there are many people, so he ordered Qi Jun to let the servants rest for a day.

After these servants left, Lu Chen and Qi Jun closed all the doors and windows of the entire villa, and then took out the missing compass from their backpacks.

"Although I don't know anything about feng shui, just using the method of identifying antiques is enough to judge that Mr. Lu's compass should be extraordinary. ”

Although Old Man Fang had already learned from his precious granddaughter that Lu Chen had found a magic weapon compass, he couldn't help but be a little surprised when he saw it today.

The missing compass in Lu Chen's hand, although it looks inconspicuous, but in the eyes of people like him who like to collect antiques, it exudes a unique vicissitudes of life, and what can give him this feeling has a history of at least five hundred years.

And the font on the compass surprised him even more.

As a collector focusing on the field of painting and calligraphy, he can see at a glance that the font on it is written in thin gold font, which is agile and fast, and the handwriting is thin and strong, so that it is thin without losing its flesh. In every sense of the word, these words are perfect and highly collectible.

Although he did not know who wrote it, the words alone were enough to prove the calligrapher's calligraphy skills. If it weren't for the fact that the owner of this compass was Lu Chen, I am afraid that he would have to bid for it and put it in his study for daily observation.

"Ask Elder Fang to sit on the sofa and wait for the dead air to appear. ”

Lu Chen asked Old Man Fang to sit down, and at the same time instructed Fang Yingling and Qi Jun to stand behind him and not to move.

In this process, he slowly injected the true qi in his body into the compass. And after receiving the infusion of true qi, the magnetic needle located in the inner disk heavenly pool began to rotate rapidly, and the multi-layered words on the inner disk also released a faint light.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yingling and Qi Jun, who were standing behind Lu Chen, all involuntarily grew their mouths with an expression of disbelief.

Lu Chen held his breath and condensed, constantly injecting true qi into the compass, because this missing compass had not been used for many years, and if he wanted to activate it completely, he had to infuse it with a large amount of true qi before he could wake it up.

In general, Feng Shui masters who have real talents like to use their own specific compass. This is because in the long-term use, one's own true qi and the compass have been merged into one, and they are completely integrated, and there is no barrier to use, and the result is twice the result with half the effort.

If it is replaced by an unfamiliar compass, the first job is like Lu Chen, constantly infusing true qi, slowly awakening the compass, and deepening the familiarity between each other. Of course, it is not easy to do this, at least you have to have thirty or forty years of skill, otherwise before you wake up the compass, the true qi in your body will be drained.

As the descendant of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, Lu Chen cultivated the "Heavenly Mandate Xuangong" that had been passed down for thousands of years in the door. Although after worshipping the Heavenly Mandate Sect, it is necessary to suffer five evils and three shortcomings, but there must be gains and losses, and the practice of the Heavenly Mandate Sect on this day is enough to withstand the practice of ordinary sects for a month.

So don't look at Lu Chen's young age, his skill is so deep that he is not below those old-timers in the feng shui world at all.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, Wan Qi Root, Ding!"

Lu Chen lightly spit out the mantra in the door, and with a little compass Tianchi in his right hand, the rapidly rotating magnetic needle immediately stopped.

"Hoo ......"

After exhaling a long breath of turbidity, he looked at Old Man Fang on the sofa and said slightly apologetically, "Old Man Fang, please wait for more than ten minutes." ”

"It's okay, Mr. Lu is arbitrary. ”

Old Man Fang waved his hand and smiled, he had seen many feng shui masters cast spells before, but it was the first time he had seen such an astonishing momentum as Lu Chen, and he couldn't help but feel a little more curious in his heart.

In the midst of the long wait, the magnetic needle, which had been quiet, suddenly began to rotate.

Fang Yingling stood for a while, snorting, but when she saw this scene, her eyes immediately lit up, and she hurriedly came to Lu Chen's side.

"It's coming!"

Lu Chen watched the magnetic needle spin, and a smile appeared on his face.

Compared to Old Man Fang's nervousness and Fang Yingling's curiosity, he was not in a hurry, quietly waited until the magnetic needle stabilized, and designated a direction before he spoke: "I have locked the source of the dead qi, do you want to go with me too?"

As soon as the words fell, Fang Yingling said excitedly: "I'm going to follow you to have a look." ”

After hesitating slightly, Old Man Fang also nodded and said, "I'll go and have a look too." ”

The strange corpse spots on his chest have been tormenting him for nearly three months, and he almost killed him twice, so he also wants to see what it is that makes him look like this.

The grandfathers and grandchildren of the Fang family all nodded, how could Qi Jun, as a bodyguard, refuse?

"Well, you follow me, and don't act on your own, lest any surprises arise. ”

After Lu Chen told the three of them, he left the living room with the three of them.

Although the area of the Fang family's villa was large, with the assistance of the compass, Lu Chen was able to easily lock the source of the dead qi, so he took the three of them all the way to the basement of the negative second floor below the villa.

This luxury lakeside villa is divided into six floors, four above ground and two underground.

"Does this basement on the second floor often come to you?"

Lu Chen took advantage of the gap between Qi Jun looking for the basement key, turned his head and asked Fang Yingling on the side.

Fang Yingling shook her head lightly, frowned and replied: "Few people have come to this basement on the second floor, and it is mainly used to place sundries. And grandpa had also specifically instructed before not to let those servants enter and leave here casually. ”

As she spoke, she turned her gaze to her grandfather.

Lu Chen also caught something from her words, and also looked at Old Man Fang.

Under the gaze of the two juniors, Old Man Fang couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, and just as he was about to open his mouth to explain, Qi Jun walked down with a bunch of keys.

"Squeak......

After unlocking the door with the key, he gently pushed the door, and suddenly a damp and moldy smell rushed into the noses of the four people.

"Ahem...... What does this smell like?"

Fang Yingling was choked and coughed loudly, frowning, and couldn't help but complain.

"I think it's been too long since I saw the sun, and something has mildew. ”

Lu Chen turned on the chandelier switch on the wall, and found that in the basement of the second floor, no one had been here for a long time, and the ash on the ground had accumulated a thick layer, and there were also large cobwebs in the surrounding corners.

However, when he was observing the basement, his eyes were inadvertently catching some unnatural expressions on Old Man Fang's face.