I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan

"Is there still hope?" Liu Piaopiao asked, a surprised expression on her face. Xia Liang nodded and began to explain.

"If the Golden Dragon can't reach the water, it's a failing setup. But you can make it possible for it to reach the water, and then won't it come alive? As for that bronze wind chime, it's Metal, which overcomes Wood. Meanwhile, Wood feeds Fire, creating a conflicting arrangement. But if you change the bronze wind chime to a wooden one, wouldn't that be like adding flowers to a brocade?"

As soon as Xia Liang finished speaking, Liu Piaopiao asked with adoring eyes, "And then? Master, what should I do?"

Xia Liang took a deep breath and said slowly, "First, you need to order eight large water jars. After filling them with water, arrange them according to the positions of the Five Elements and the Bagua. This will form the Golden Dragon Water-Continuation Formation. Then, during the Midnight Hour, hang the wooden wind chimes in the four cardinal directions. Because the Midnight Hour belongs to Yin, it helps the Golden Dragon draw water. Do all that, and your Golden Dragon Wealth-Attracting and Water-Continuation Formation will be brought to life."

"Thank you, Master. I'll arrange for it immediately."

Xia Liang gave a relaxed "HMM..." in acknowledgement. This should repay her favor, he thought, then spoke. "Miss Liu, if there's nothing else, I'll be on my way."

"Wait, Master." At this, Liu Piaopiao immediately called over a young woman.

"Boss, you called for me?"

"Accompany Master Xia to look at the house. If anything is missing, go and buy it immediately."

"Understood."

After Xia Liang left, the murderous glint in Liu Piaopiao's eyes seemed to grow purer.

"How dare you play tricks on me? It seems you've grown tired of living. I'll dig three feet into the earth to unearth you if I must."

The "you" Liu Piaopiao referred to was the Feng Shui Master Shitian Dao. He was the most famous Feng Shui Master in the city, known for being sinister and cunning. He ran a Fortune-telling House on Yanjiang Road and charged a pittance for each session. He also peddled so-called spiritual talismans, engaging in all sorts of swindles and stopping at nothing. Behind the scenes, he even dabbled in the illicit trade of funerary artifacts, keeping a gang of grave-robbing hooligans on his payroll who routinely committed malicious deeds that harmed others without benefiting himself.

「Meanwhile」

After arriving at the villa, Xia Liang nodded in complete satisfaction. However, he had no intention of letting Little Liu Lian live there. He'd been given a villa and wasn't even going to live in it. Heh, just for the fun of it.

After giving Little Liu Lian a tour, Xia Liang left, ready to set up his stall.

By the time he reached his destination, a long line had already formed. Before Xia Liang could even get his stall set up, a female TV reporter suddenly appeared before him. Her name was Wei Xiaodie, and she was in her twenties with a Sassoon-style haircut. One look was enough to tell she was a competitive career woman who lived by the clock.

Upon seeing Xia Liang, she wasted no time running up to him and thrusting a microphone in his face. "Excuse me, are you Master Xia? I'm Xiao Wei from Yunzhong Television Station."

Xia Liang nodded and offered a token greeting. "Hello."

"Master Xia, our television station has received feedback from the public that your fortune-telling is extremely accurate and your prices are very reasonable. Could you please tell us, which school do you belong to? Thank you."

At that moment, a very advanced camera was pointed directly at Xia Liang.

"Master, please look at the camera. We're broadcasting live. Please try not to move out of the frame, thank you."

It seemed Xia Liang had no interest in their interview, treating them as if they were thin air and not even deigning to glance their way. "Excuse me, please make way," he said. "Don't frighten the child. You're blocking my path."

Standing directly in front of him was a middle-aged man in a yellow Taoist Robe. It was apparent he was up to no good. This was none other than the Feng Shui Master Shitian Dao, the one who had set up the Golden Dragon Wealth-Attracting Formation for Liu Piaopiao. He wasn't tall, but his face was suffused with killing intent.

In the "Friendship Palace" on his face, there was a black mole from which sprouted several long, dark hairs. He had bushy eyebrows, small eyes, and a sharp chin. According to the books of physiognomy, such features indicated a person of ill intent and poor companionship, one destined to betray their closest relations. The final prognosis for such a person was that they would end up either dead or crippled.

"I am Shitian Dao, a disciple of Yushan Gate, specializing in Feng Shui and Yin-Yang arts," the man announced. "May I ask, what mountain did you descend from, which lineage did you enter, and whose water did you drink?"

Hearing this, Xia Liang's face filled with scorn. Daoist practitioners loathed it when others were so direct and pried into their origins.

"Are you done? Move aside. You're blocking my stall."

Shitian Dao was completely dumbfounded, suddenly feeling at a loss. He had been talking for a while, only to realize he was being treated like a fool, utterly ignored by the other party.

In an attempt to save face in front of the television cameras, he deliberately raised his voice an octave, hoping to publicly humiliate Xia Liang. "Kid, I think you're just putting on an act! You have no real skill. Today, I'm going to make a bet with you and expose your scam in front of everyone!"

Shitian Dao's aggression was becoming rather oppressive, and some people in the crowd were starting to feel uncomfortable.

Hearing her master being insulted, Little Liu Lian could no longer hold back. She suddenly strode forward, planted her hands on her hips, and unleashed a torrent of abuse at Shitian Dao. "You smelly Taoist! With your pathetic level of skill, you aren't worthy of competing with my master! If you think you've got what it takes, then bring it on with me!"

It was a line she'd learned from a cartoon, and Little Liu Lian finally had a chance to use it. Her little face, flushed red, instantly won her a large number of fans.

"Well done, little sister, keep it up!"

"Go for it!"

Shitian Dao was so infuriated that smoke seemed to billow from his seven orifices. But no matter what a scoundrel he was, he wouldn't dare pick a fight with a little girl in public. If he did, the audience's scorn—and spit—would be enough to drown him. "Step aside, little girl! If your master has no skill, he'll kneel and kowtow to me three times. Otherwise, he can get out of Qingyun City!"

Shitian Dao aimed his challenge directly at Xia Liang. It was clear there would be no peace until a winner was decided. "Well, kid? Do you dare bet with me? Show me what you've got, don't hide like a tortoise in its shell."

With things having come to this, Xia Liang simply nodded. "Fine. What's the contest?"

Shitian Dao smiled insidiously. He had been waiting for those words. His eagerness to embarrass Xia Liang was so obvious that even the live broadcast crew began to feel uneasy.

"Master Xia should compete with him! Show him that there's always someone better out there!" a supporter yelled from the crowd.

"Right! He's got guts!" another chimed in.

Shitian Dao looked up at the sky, and a devious plan formed in his mind. He deliberately raised his voice so everyone could hear him boast, "You, with the surname Xia! I cast a divination this morning, and the trigrams showed clear skies for miles with no rain! If you can make it rain within half an hour, I'll kowtow to you three times. Otherwise, you kowtow to me!"

The proposition was so outrageous that a chorus of curses immediately erupted from the crowd. Even the countless viewers watching on their televisions felt it was completely unfair.

"You stinky Taoist! If you're so capable, you make it rain!"

"Yeah, that bet is totally unfair to Master Xia!"

"That's right, pick something else!"

A smug expression crept onto Shitian Dao's face. Even though it was October, everyone in the city knew rain was impossible. The weather forecast had even said that high temperatures would persist for the next week. Shitian Dao deliberately struck a pose for the camera, thoroughly enjoying his moment in the spotlight.

"Xia, if you don't dare to accept, then kneel and give me three kowtows!"

This was going too far. Xia Liang glanced up at the sky. It was clear and bright, the sun shining without a single cloud in sight, let alone a chance of rain within half an hour. It seemed Shitian Dao was determined to make things difficult for him.

If I don't teach you a lesson after all this, then my surname isn't Xia!