The small building had been constructed in a stylish, modern design, with expansive floor-to-ceiling windows, a water feature in the courtyard, and strips of lights.
Though the house was beautifully renovated and quite new,
the moment I entered the courtyard, I sensed a heavy aura of death.
Almost every plant in the yard was withering, barely alive. Quite a few had already turned yellow and dried up completely.
From a Feng Shui perspective, widespread withered plants in a courtyard were not a good omen.
When this happened, it usually meant the household was plagued by misfortune.
I looked around, but aside from the dying vegetation, I sensed nothing else unusual.
I said nothing and simply followed the man named Gao Zheng into his home.
As soon as we entered, I saw two elderly people standing inside.
They appeared to be Gao Zheng's parents.
Both looked sickly. Gao Zheng's father held a wooden stick as a cane, coughing, "Cough, cough, cough," every so often.
His mother had a fever patch on her forehead and looked utterly listless.
"Dad, Mom! My classmate brought the master over."
As he spoke, he began introducing me.
"This is Jiang Ning, Master Jiang. He's quite famous in Mountain City, and he's also a good friend of my classmate..."
The two elders both looked at me.
"Master!"
"M-Master!"
I smiled faintly and nodded in greeting.
But as I observed the two elders, other than their weakness and feeble Yang energy, there was nothing else abnormal.
There was no Yin ghost aura clinging to them.
That meant it was not caused by some sinister entity...
Could it really be that their time was nearing its end? Or was there something wrong with the Feng Shui of this village and house?
*Was that why the elderly people throughout the