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On the Lake Heart Island, Huang Rulong and Chen Fuhua, the two Feng Shui masters, along with their apprentices, knelt in front of a hexagonal well. They gazed up at the night sky, eyes vacant and hollow as if engaged in some ancient ritual.
Their expressions sent shivers down people's spines, chilling to the bone.
"Weren't there eight people before? Why are there only six now?"
"And what are they doing?" Zhou Jian looked gravely serious. He was an atheist, yet now he faintly felt the world might not be as simple as he imagined.
Jin Lingqiang had a look of schadenfreude: "I told you not to go to the island before, now you regret it!"
"No matter if you brought so-called Feng Shui masters, the waters here run deep, they simply can't intervene."
Jin Jianyuan spoke with indifference, "Although their behavior is very strange, they have not lost their lives."
"Now, the only thing you can do is bring Doctor Xu over, otherwise, these six people will die soon."
