This city has its own rules, but most people don't see them.
I can see it. There must be one car accident per month at the intersection, otherwise the "heart-piercing evil" will spread. In that Internet celebrity apartment, the woman who is about to get married cannot look in the mirror.
My job is to use the ancestral "look, smell, ask, and feel" to diagnose these lesions, and use Feng Shui and the I Ching to restore the distorted rules to normal.
But in this latest case, there is only one rule: whoever cures the city will become the next target.
