Two days later, at the break of dawn, Luo Feng found himself beside a creek, busily roasting a domestic rabbit for his meal. It was important to note that hunting wild rabbits was off the table; in China, they were a protected species.
Once Luo Feng made sure everyone was well-fed, he slung his Swallowtail Hoe over his shoulder, prepared for yet another day of labor.
The ancient bamboo slips left by Zhuge Liang hinted that their destination was merely five miles past the creek. As dusk enveloped the sky around 8:30 pm, Luo Feng arrived at the estimated location.
He found the fengshui of this spot to be extraordinary. Despite initial doubts about Boss Cao adhering to such traditions, the tombs he had unearthed thus far were undeniably of high fengshui standards — not quite on par with emperors, but definitely rivaling that of princes and generals.
"Initiate level three scanning!" he ordered.
