bookbashuk Chapter 453 Cultural Heritage Protection Organizations 2
Chapter 453 Cultural Heritage Protection Organizations 2
"They fabricate history, sever cultural ties, and damage the land's natural order, indirectly affecting the economic and political stability of some regions. Their destruction is both insidious and extensive!"
The White Dragon King continued speaking.
"Uncle Nan, do you mean this matter is related to this so-called global cultural heritage protection organization?" Fatty Lin interrupted.
"That's right!"
The White Dragon King said.
"Uncle Nan, please continue!" Fatty Lin said after thinking for a moment.
"As you all know, Hong Kong Island is known as the Pearl of the Orient, the vital energy gateway of the southern land vein of Great Xia, connecting the Pearl River dragon vein with the fortune of the South China Sea. Some people believe that as long as the feng shui of Hong Kong Island is disrupted and the negative energy is amplified, the land vein of Hong Kong Island can be broken, thereby affecting the fortune of the entire South China and even the entire Great Xia!"
The White Dragon King spoke slowly.
"Hong Kong Island connects Lotus Hill, Lantau Island, and the Pearl River. From a feng shui perspective, it is the stabilizing pearl of the southern land vein of the Great Xia Dynasty. Destroying this pearl will indeed affect the fortune of South China. This idea is not wrong!"
"I think for a moment and then I say," said Fatty Lin.
This reminds me of the feng shui problem we dealt with a few days ago at the Pengcheng Central Bookstore. In essence, the purpose of the Japanese setting up the Four Soul-Draining Array is no different from what the White Dragon King said.
"Indeed, there's no problem. That's what they thought, and that's what they did!" said the White Dragon King.
"Uncle Nan, the Xuanmen Association, isn't that what they're keeping?" I asked.
"Whether they are raising them or not, I don't know. All I know is that the Xuanmen Association receives large donations from them every year!" said the White Dragon King.
"How big is 'big pen'?" I asked.
"I don't know the exact amount, but I do know it was a lot. More than ten years ago, when I was still in the association, I received subsidies for several years in a row!" said the White Dragon King.
"Uncle Nan, did you take it too?" I asked.
"At first I didn't know where the money came from. The association's directors said it was from social donations, specifically to subsidize the association's members!" the White Dragon King said.
"Uncle Nan, how much money is this?" I asked.
"One million a year!" the White Dragon King said after a moment of silence.
"One million?"
I was a little surprised. "That's really generous!"
That was one million in the early 1990s, not one million now. Even now, one million is a lot!
Of course, this may be related to the White Dragon King's status; ordinary members probably wouldn't receive that much.
"They're very generous!"
The White Dragon King exhaled and said, "At first, I didn't know what the money was for. Later, the then-chairman and directors hinted at it to me twice, either openly or subtly!"
"Later, after being in this circle for a while, I learned who donated the money and their motives!"
"My choice at the time was to donate the money I had received over the previous years, but pretend I knew nothing about what they were doing; I didn't want to get involved!"
"Uncle Nan, does that mean that everyone in the Xuanmen Association has taken money from that global cultural heritage protection organization?" I asked.
"Some people just took the money and didn't know the tricks involved!" said the White Dragon King.
"Ordinary members might not know, but surely those in positions of authority would know?" I said.
The White Dragon King remained silent.
"Uncle Nan, what else do you know?" I asked.
"Why!"
The White Dragon King sighed and said, "I don't know the exact amount the Cultural Heritage Protection Association donates each year, but I do know it's over HK$100 million. Besides that, they also provide intelligence support!"
"John Bull has ruled Hong Kong Island for a century; he knows everything, from the most important geographical features to the inner workings of wealthy families!"
"Some directors of the Xuanmen Association will set up certain magic arrays according to the requirements of the Cultural Heritage Protection Association!"
"Some of those board members understand, some pretend not to, and some are genuinely stupid!"
"Take the Cai family matter for example. As far as I know, Cai Baoqing's reputation is ruined by more than half, and the seven maids died tragically. Some directors, with the intention of acting on behalf of Heaven, set up the Seven Fiends Soul-Locking Array!"
"They really thought they were acting on behalf of Heaven, but they ended up falling into a trap set by someone else, is that what you mean, Uncle Nan?" Fatty Lin asked.
"yes!"
The White Dragon King gave an affirmative answer.
Fatty Lin and I exchanged a glance, both of us seeing disbelief in each other's eyes.
It's obvious that the White Dragon King is trying to excuse some people.
Unlike other professions, there are no fools in the field of metaphysics, and no fool could do it.
In the short term, some people may indeed be misled, but over time, upon reflection, most will understand.
In particular, people in our line of work have a kind of sixth sense or intuition.
Therefore, I don't believe any of that nonsense about being misled.
It's simply that they gave too much money; they're just fooling themselves.
Donations exceeding HK$100 million annually, whether in the 1990s or now, constitute a huge sum.
This money can do so many things.
"As far as I know, many wealthy families in Hong Kong Island have fallen into a similar predicament to the Choi family!" the White Dragon King continued.
"For example, the Yu family, the Medicine King, or the Liang family, the Textile King, right?" I said.
"That's right!"
The White Dragon King sighed again and said, "Yuen Long, Tai Chi Leng, Wan Chai, Causeway Bay, the New Territories—many places, or rather, some core geological nodes on Hong Kong Island, have been tampered with!"
"Those who can occupy these core ley lines must be powerful families!" I said.
"Raising pigs!" Fatty Lin pondered for a moment and blurted out these three words.
"Yes, in the eyes of the old Western aristocracy, these wealthy families in Hong Kong are actually just pigs, fattened up and then slaughtered or bled dry!" said the White Dragon King.
This reminds me of the famous deals that propelled Li Gua to fame. He borrowed money from HSBC and then used that money to buy HSBC's core assets.
This seems bizarre. HSBC is losing money to gain publicity. Is there really such a good thing in the world?
There's a saying that goes like this: every gift comes with a hidden price tag.
Why do Hong Kong's wealthy families so firmly believe in feng shui? While there are historical reasons, a large part of the reason lies in their guidance and influence!
Having said that, the White Dragon King's concerns lessened considerably, and he continued speaking.
"They exploit the wealthy families' reliance on feng shui, amplify internal conflicts, and guide them to resort to sorcery to solve problems, providing them with considerable convenience in doing so!"
"Where did the numerous Guru temples on Hong Kong Island come from?"
"Without approval or even permission from above, how could those gurus possibly come to Hong Kong Island?"
"Over the years, many of the key geological nodes on Hong Kong Island have developed problems!"
"Their goal is actually very simple: to let the evil energy backfire on the earth's veins, thereby causing economic recession and social unrest in Hong Kong, and at the same time severing the connection between China and the South China Sea!"