Chapter 208 The Layout

"When are you going down?"

Lawyer An asked.

His legs were already numb from walking. He had walked back to South Street from Zhongnan Road with this red-nosed old man.

The old man didn't care anyway. He was going down soon. This body was useless. Even if his legs ached, he could bear it. He wouldn't be using it a second time anyway.

Next time he came up, he would just pick another body.

But Lawyer An couldn't do that. He cherished this body. He was still waiting for the vegetable garden next door to fix his arm.

But the red-nosed old man said he wanted to walk around the city.

Lawyer An could only grit his teeth and accept it.

Fine.

He would serve him.

Anyway, they had talked about everything they needed to talk about, and arranged everything that needed to be arranged, like turning the other side into a spy for their side.

At this time, he naturally had to care for him, love him, and protect him.

Finally,

the Late Night Bookstore was right in front of them.

The red-nosed old man squatted down, took out a small jar of wine from his pocket, took a sip, and said,

"Actually, I've always been curious. You told me that that person not only has the master of the Underworld Sea in his body, but also the Mount Tai phantom, but I always felt like you left something out.

And that feeling is getting stronger and stronger now."

"Because the feeling is enough."

Lawyer An didn't answer directly.

"Heh, that's right, it's indeed enough."

The red-nosed old man stretched out his arms and yawned, then pointed to the pharmacy on the left and said,

"But this layout is too far-reaching. I originally thought it was the handsome man who set up the array.

But now I feel like

it's not his doing.

He can't achieve this seamlessness,

because I was sealed by him once. He's very talented, and his array techniques are very unorthodox, even inspiring me, but he doesn't have such a grand vision."

"What's wrong with the pharmacy?"

Lawyer An remembered that this pharmacy was set up by that Doctor Lin, purely for his boss to play with.

After all,

there's no law saying women can't find a gigolo or knock a man unconscious with money.

But hearing the red-nosed old man say this, Lawyer An felt a little strange. Could it be that Doctor Lin had other problems?

That didn't seem right.

Lawyer An met Doctor Lin first. No, at that time she was already Director Lin.

Then he met Zhou Ze for the first time in Director Lin's car.

Director Lin, there shouldn't be any problems.

"Heh, the methods are too drawn out. It's like they're always thinking about leaving a way out, hoping to meet again in the future. Really, there's no need for that."

"Come on, tell me specifically."

Lawyer An squatted down in front of the red-nosed old man,

and lit a cigarette.

He knew that this old thing was ordered to guard the nineteenth floor of the prison back then, similar to the city prison at the moment.

The prisoners inside were all giants of hell. Ordinary souls weren't qualified to be imprisoned there.

So, the old thing learned a lot back then. Among them, the most powerful was this "Observation".

He might not be able to break the array, and his array techniques might not be so advanced,

but his understanding of arrays

had reached an extremely high level.

"What else can I say? Oh, you can't see it. Heh, this layout is directly channeling the luck from the left to the center. Do you know what that means?"

"Luck channeling?"

"Yeah, it's the same principle as invading someone's ancestral tomb and seizing their feng shui, but it's really strange that there's something in this pharmacy on the left that can keep supplying it.

Who exactly is in the pharmacy?

Even someone who used to win five million purely by luck before the crackdown on corruption

couldn't withstand two days of being drained, right?"

Who lives in the pharmacy?

Lawyer An thought for a moment,

and then he thought of a favored son of heaven who had been beaten up, blown up, burned, and then knocked away.

Lawyer An's eyes suddenly widened,

and his breathing began to become heavy.

It was that Gou Xin.

He was making Nanfu power rings there!

Wasn't one better than six?

"In ancient times, the imperial family's palaces and even the mausoleums of the emperors were all carefully planned. The imperial family valued their inheritance the most, so they often made it their duty to plunder the luck of the world.

But the technique in front of me is not inferior at all, and this subtle technique is more like doing a Daoist ritual in a snail shell, even more extraordinary."

"Tsk tsk." Lawyer An then pointed to the vegetable garden on the right and said, "What about this side?"

"It's plundering vitality. The pharmacy on the left is channeling luck, and the right side is transferring vitality.

In short,

the location of this bookstore in the middle

is a recessed place,

constantly gathering things from both sides!

This is definitely not the work of that handsome man.

He can't do it!

Moreover, this technique is ingenious, without the slightest bit of artificiality, yet it's seamless, wonderful, wonderful, indescribable!

To be honest, I really want to find the person who created this layout to learn from him.

Plundering on one side, suppressing on one side, extracting on one side,

while also giving people a chance to breathe and recover, recycling, heh.

It's just that the method is too drawn out. This isn't good. Since we've already torn our faces, we should use the kingly way and directly draw out the tendons and peel off the skin, sucking it full in one go.

Otherwise, it seems like we're boiling a frog in warm water, but aren't we ourselves in a bigger pot?"

"Who is it then? To be honest, in our bookstore, only that man who's prettier than a woman knows arrays. The rest of us don't understand."

"Who decorated your bookstore?"

The red-nosed old man suddenly asked.

Lawyer An closed his eyes, touched his chin without saying a word, then stood up and said,

"You should go down now."

"Heh, An Buqi, do you still not trust me?"

"I trust you. Although you have a bad temper, I believe you're a man of your word."

"Then you..."

"But some things, even I can't say clearly, you understand?"

"Alright, I understand."

"Go and do your job properly. Whether your old Zhang family can change its always glorious pattern depends on this time.

The Ten Kings of Hell,

heh,

believe it or not, in ten years,

your old Zhang family will have two Kings of Hell in one family?"

The red-nosed old man laughed loudly,

reached out and patted Lawyer An's shoulder.

"Too much hype is meaningless."

"Your great-grandson's position, your position, you have to fight for it yourself."

The red-nosed old man shook his head and said,

"I don't care about any position, and I don't care about having two Kings of Hell in one family.

An Buqi,

honestly,

you know,

in this bookstore,

the person I'm most worried about

isn't anyone else,

it's actually you."

"Me?" Lawyer An pointed to his nose in amusement. "Are you out of your mind?"

"To achieve a great goal, it's indeed inevitable to use some less than great means.

But the great goal can never be corrupted, otherwise, it will definitely end in a bleak ending.

Your desire for fame and fortune is too strong, too strong, really."

"Then how do I need to change?" Lawyer An looked at the red-nosed old man with a non-smiling expression.

The red-nosed old man chuckled,

drank the wine in one gulp,

and shouted in a hoarse voice:

"May Yin and Yang be separated again, may humans and ghosts forever be on different paths!"

"I'm not as great as you, and I can't be as great as you."

Lawyer An shook his head and didn't bother to shout any slogans.

"I'm just saying. You say, what's the point of replacing one mess with another?

The underworld ship is going to sink, but is it interesting or necessary for us to jump from one broken ship to another?"

"But every new ship that comes out thinks it will stand forever and never sink."

Lawyer An retorted.

"Alright, you have your own set of arguments, but to be honest, don't be too clever for your own good, or in the end, everything will be in vain."

The red-nosed old man walked to the alley in front, looked around, and confirmed that no one was nearby, and then said:

"I'm leaving, take care of my great-grandson for me!"

He turned his body to the side,

and his soul went underground.

The body lay on the ground, motionless.

Lawyer An picked up the snakeskin bag he had prepared long ago and put the corpse in it.

"Sigh."

After packing the corpse, he went straight out of the alley, threw the corpse into the bookstore, went behind the bar, and poured himself a super-sized cup.

He drank with a "glug glug" sound.

Lawyer An put down the cup,

took out a napkin, wiped his mouth,

looked left again,

looked right again,

covered his mouth, and began to laugh.

Who decorated the shop?

It was the old Daoist.

But as he laughed, Lawyer An's expression turned gloomy again, because he suddenly felt a little confused.

It seemed that

only he himself, since entering the bookstore, seemed to have been busy with many things and arranged many things, but it seemed that he was really spinning his wheels, only him!

What exactly was going on?

Lawyer An covered his head.

This discovery

shocked him.

Why did everyone else have their own opportunities, changing, and progressing, but not him?

Was it because he was too profit-driven?

Then,

how to change?

Like the boss,

do nothing after getting up in the morning, lie down face to face, drink coffee and read the newspaper?

What a joke!

Everyone practice non-action together?

And then wait for pie to fall from the sky?

Suddenly,

he then remembered something,

ran upstairs,

and found that neither the old Daoist nor the monkey were in the room.

He ran to the boss's room again,

and found that Yingying was sitting there playing games.

Sensing that Lawyer An had entered, Yingying took off her headphones, turned to look at Lawyer An,

"What's the matter?"

"Where did the old Daoist go?"

"It seems that the old Daoist was caught by the police for soliciting prostitutes, and the boss went to pick him up."

"Huh?"

Lawyer An was surprised for a moment, and nodded.

"It's nothing, Yingying, you continue playing."

Yingying immediately stood up, walked quickly to Lawyer An, and asked:

"Lawyer An, you haven't eaten yet, right?"

"I chatted with that old man for so long, I haven't had time to..."

Lawyer An immediately bit his tongue,

and immediately declared solemnly as if he were swearing:

"I ate, burp!!!"