Jiang Cheng neither admitted nor denied it. "Your instincts are right. Those two really have been deliberately prompting everyone else to point out the problem beneath the threshold. But as for why, I can't figure that out either."
"I have two theories. Hear me out. First, they want all of us to realize there's something wrong beneath the threshold and hint that something important is hidden there. That might lure some reckless person into testing the waters for them. That would explain why the two old men made an excuse to go back and rest after dinner, leaving us an opening."
"Second, this might involve feng shui formations. I once heard that every feng shui formation has an eye, and the more sinister the formation, the more dangerous its eye. The process of identifying it is called 'seeing through' the formation, and some particularly unusual formations can even retaliate against the person who finds their eye."
"The first possibility is less likely. The second is more likely."
Jiang Cheng was helping the Fatty work it out. His tone was calm, with a hint of detachment. It wasn't that he didn't care about the Fatty; it was just that, with things having come this far, he didn't want him falling into inexplicable panic.
The Fatty immediately understood that the doctor had a point. "So... I've been targeted by the... the resentful infants in the formation's eye?"
Remembering the twisted corpse of the woman in the coffin, and the young master's corpse he'd seen at dawn, its intestines and guts picked clean, the Fatty felt chills crawling up the back of his head.
"It's too soon to say. But whatever happens, I'll stand by you. Also, Luo Tianhe said you have a rainbow between your brows and great fortune. He probably wasn't