The woman fell from the twelfth floor and landed face up with a smile on her face.
The police determined that he committed suicide, his family collected the body and cremated it, and the case was closed. But Wu Yue stared at the photos of the scene three times, with questions in his mind. Was the window closed from the outside? Did this person turn over in the air when he jumped? Everything was normal at home, there was no other person, except that half of the water in the fish tank was inexplicably missing, and he couldn't understand anything.
That night, a line of water stains appeared on his sink: "The case will be solved within three days. Otherwise, I will pay for her life first."
The next second, a simple token flew out and hit him in the forehead: "You can't even understand the fish tank, how can you say you understand Feng Shui? You are so stupid and stable."
The Yin Yang Zhao Xue Ling, a magic weapon from the underworld, has an unforgiving mouth, and when it hurts others, it can be compared to a retired old leader. It doesn't give him the ability yet, but he can point out the feng shui blind spots that Chen Yue can't see.
Wu Yue bit the bullet and took on various cases arranged by Zhao Xue Ling. Slowly rely on family feng shui to identify the pattern, and use the voices left by the dead souls to find clues to solve various feng shui murderous situations.
As more cases are solved, it is gradually discovered that each seemingly independent murder plot is vaguely connected by the same hand. Some Feng Shui killing methods are not something ordinary people can set up. Someone is using Feng Shui to control cause and effect, and his father's disappearance is also related to all this.
It was never a coincidence that Zhaoxue Ling found him, but a plan laid out by others for decades. Who could use the underworld magic weapon to lay the plan for him?
