**Chapter 42: The Forbidden Art of Three Corpses Blocking Wealth (Part 4)**
**The Three Ruins Day**
A *Three Ruins Day* (三破日)—marked by ruin of wealth, health, and fortune—is considered one of the most inauspicious dates in the Chinese metaphysical calendar. Those born under this day are warned to stay indoors, fast, or seek refuge in temples to avoid calamity. Li Chengfeng chose this day precisely for its destabilizing energy: it would amplify the *Three Corpses Blocking Wealth* curse, ensuring the target's financial collapse, physical harm, and irreversible bad luck.
Wang Bin scoffed. "Three dead animals can ruin someone's life? That's insane!"
Li Chengfeng sighed. "You wouldn't understand."
But Wang Bin pressed him. Reluctantly, Li Chengfeng delved deeper:
*"The Yellow Emperor's Yin Scripture* says: *'Fish live in water but do not see water; humans live in qi but do not see qi; ghosts live in earth but do not see earth.'* Just as water shapes a fish's life, and soil defines a ghost's realm, *qi*—whether auspicious, toxic, or decaying—dictates human fate. This curse twists a place's *qi*, turning wealth into rot."
Wang Bin's eyes glazed over, but he grasped enough: the ritual weaponized unseen forces.
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**A Final Warning**
Despite his anger, Li Chengfeng wanted to give Sheng Hai Jewelry a chance. "Spare others when you can," he murmured, hailing a taxi instead of the usual bus.
At Sheng Hai's gleaming storefront, security guards blocked them. "Scram, conman!" one sneered.
Manager Han Lili strode over, smirking. "Back again? Should I call the police?"
"You stole 800,000 yuan from him!" Wang Bin shouted.
Han Lili laughed. "So what? Our CEO, Deng Sihai, owns the cops *and* the courts. Got proof? Try suing us."
Her brazenness stunned them. Wang Bin lunged forward, but Li Chengfeng dragged him back. "Not here. Not now."
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**Preparing the Curse**
Back at *Serendipity Hall*, Li Chengfeng bound the three animal corpses with hemp ropes—symbolic nooses to strangle Sheng Hai's prosperity. "Tonight," he said coldly.
The ritual required no elaborate tools. The corpses themselves—a diseased cat, a featherless crow, a starved bat—were vessels of decay. Under the Three Ruins Day's fractured sky, their malice would fester.
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