Xia Liang raised an eyebrow.
"This feng shui should be an auspicious layout meant to bless the descendants. How could it..."
The feng shui of the Lin Family's burial site was ingeniously designed. The entire cemetery was suffused with a dense metallic energy, clearly a first-rate arrangement.
But... with a layout like this, how could anything go wrong?
Xia Liang's brow furrowed ever tighter.
Upon hearing this, Lin Xiaolan's expression darkened. "Taoist Priest Cha said the same thing."
At that thought, Lin Xiaolan grew even more sorrowful. Back then, Taoist Priest Cha had also said there was no issue with the feng shui before leaving, helpless. Could it be that in Xia Liang's eyes, the result would be the same?
She sighed softly.
Xia Liang shook his head. "Could the problem be elsewhere? Your residence, perhaps, or even your street? After all, I've only examined the feng shui of the antique shop so far." Stroking his chin, he speculated slowly.
