Yin Yang Rogue

  Because the sky had darkened and it was almost time for dinner, from outside, in the center of the courtyard there is a persimmon tree that is probably tens of years old. As soon as I and Crazy entered the big yard, we felt something was off. Beijing's summer temperatures of 30-40 degrees are normal, although it had darkened, but during the hottest part of the day, the air was stiflingly humid, however, once inside this courtyard, it's hard to describe, but it was exceptionally cool.

  This coolness is not ordinary, the weather is still sultry, but there's a chill in my bones. What's strange is that I feel it most deeply in my chin, right between my lower lip and chin, icy cool.

  At the same time I stood still, the madman also stopped. I turned my head to look at him and found that something was wrong with him too. As I watched, his elbow changed - what kind of change? It was a chicken skin pimple on the outside of his elbow, from top to bottom, standing up in an instant, visible to the naked eye.

  The madman raised his head and exchanged a glance with me, neither of us spoke. Having experienced this kind of thing many times, even an idiot would know that there's something wrong with this courtyard. Specifically, whose problem it is, if I'm not mistaken, it's the Lin family that the madman had seen before.

  "The madman pointed to a door beside him and said: 'The last time I looked it was in this house.'"

  I nodded and raised my hand to knock on the door. After a while, a woman's hesitant voice came from inside the house: "Who is it?"

  I gave the madman a glance, and the madman cleared his throat and shouted: "Sister-in-law, Lin Ge's friend."

  Right after that, someone came to open the door. I saw that the woman who opened the door was only in her thirties and looked well-maintained, but she had a sharp gaze with an upward glance, giving off an aura of being difficult to deal with.

  The woman gave me a sideways glance, her eyes wary, seeing a madman, and asked with an unnatural expression: "What are you doing here?"

  At that time, the man with the surname Lin asked a madman to watch his house. It was because his wife and old grandfather always quarreled. In Beijing, people often marry late, and Lin Bin was no exception. He got married in his thirties. Since there was only one old grandfather in Lin Bin's family, the couple didn't buy a house and lived with him instead.

  Unexpectedly, before marriage, everything was fine, but after marriage, the old man and his daughter-in-law quarreled every day. Lin Bin had no choice but to ask his elder brother to find a geomancer to arrange a harmonious home layout, but who knew that just a few days later, the old man passed away.

  Because of this, the madman was beaten again. The madman knew why Lin Bin's family asked him to set up a bureau, so it was inevitable that Lin's wife would see the madman with some embarrassment after the old man passed away.

  The madman pursed his lips, looked at me and I hastily said: "Oh, sister, it's like this. The madman told me about your family matters, I feel that something is not quite right, so I came to see if there's anything I can help with. This brother of mine is just a geomancer, while I'm a Taoist, so maybe we can be of some assistance."

  Lin's daughter-in-law looked at me hesitantly and sized me up: "How old are you? Are you a Taoist?"

  I was a bit embarrassed and it took me half a day to squeeze out a sentence: "Ambition is not limited by age, right?"

  Lin's wife let out a snort of laughter: "Your ambition is really something special."

  I rubbed my head and didn't speak, thinking she would let us in. But this woman was indeed troublesome, with her hands on her chest and leaning against the door frame, asking: "Speak up, what are you here for? I don't believe there are still good people like you in Beijing who buy insurance but can't get a refund, or those who come to sell after-sales service. And our family hasn't even given him money yet."

  I think this woman is quite shrewd, so I didn't hide it either. Honestly, I said: "Sister, it's like this. This friend of mine doesn't know who he offended, three months ago, as long as he looked at a house, there would definitely be problems. But the problem isn't with him, many houses that he clearly arranged well, in key positions, some things that break the layout will appear.

  Feng shui is a mysterious thing, off by a hair's breadth and wrong by a thousand miles. Sometimes it's clearly a very auspicious situation, but with just a slight change, it becomes a disastrous sign. So this time I came to confirm whether someone has really altered his situation. If there are problems in your home, I'll also help to rectify them, so that everyone can live in peace.

  Lin's wife raised an eyebrow and asked me, "What have you figured out now?"

  I exchanged a glance with the madman, and he chuckled: "Sister, your home is quite cold, isn't it cool in the summer?"

  Lin's daughter-in-law listened and her face looked a bit ugly, she also didn't put on airs, made way for him and said: "Come in and speak."

  The two of us followed her into the house. The furnishings inside looked like those of an ordinary family. The structure of the house was old-fashioned, with beams overhead. I took a glance around and pulled out my compass to check the orientation. The orientation was fine; in the eastern corner of the room was placed a jade lily, and when I looked at the madman, he nodded at me.

  I know this is his handwriting, obviously doing a good job of Feng Shui, only then would he put lilies in the small sky well of the house, and everything goes smoothly at home. There are skylights in the house that bring natural light into the living room, making it spacious and bright. The Feng Shui layout of this house's living room is flawless. Moreover, the crazy person has placed the skylight in a particularly clever position, and the effect should be unexpectedly good.

  Could it be... the problem is in the bedroom? Thinking of this, I went to the bedroom again. But the layout of the bedroom was also simple and crude, directly affecting the living room's feng shui, without any problems at all?

  At this time, Lin's wife was watching me from the side, wanting to speak but hesitating. I put away the compass and said to her: "If there's anything you want to say, just say it. If I can help, I will. The lunatic's situation is not a problem."

  Lin's wife looked a bit displeased and said in a low voice: "Our family...has not been very peaceful lately. Can you really help us?"

  I frowned and said: "It's not peaceful. We felt it as soon as we entered the yard, but I'd like to hear you describe the phenomenon so that we can make a judgment."

  Listen to me, Lin's wife rolled her eyes and said with some dissatisfaction: "Actually, everyone understands the principle of not spreading ugliness outside, but my husband's dead father is too capable of making trouble, I'm a bit unbearable."

  The madman thought for a moment and then asked directly: "What does your husband do?"

  Lin's daughter-in-law pouted: "Where is Babaoshan?"

  I and the madman were both stunned, the madman sneered: "Kneel?"

  Lin's daughter-in-law let out a few snorts, glared fiercely at the madman: "You're dead, aren't you? It's still related to the unrest in our family."

  I coughed awkwardly twice and said, "Sister, you'd better start from the beginning. After all, we're here to help. We don't have any interest in gossiping about you, so just say what's on your mind."

  Lin's wife seemed reassured by what I said and began to speak in a gentle tone.

  According to Lin's daughter-in-law, Old Man Lin's death was just the beginning. Let me sort out the general outline of events, and the timeline starts from when the madman came to read the feng shui.

  When Lin Bin got married, because of the different living habits and ideas between the two generations, his wife and old man Lin did not get along. They always quarreled endlessly. Lin Bin couldn't take it anymore, so he got a message from Tiao Ge and got to know a geomancer in Panjia Garden. This person was a madman. The madman came and set up a harmonious home situation, this time it was good, the quarrel stopped, because not long after, old man Lin passed away.

  It wasn't until after Old Master Lin passed away that something strange happened. At the time, Lin Bin had a dream on the seventh day after Old Master Lin's passing. In the dream, Old Master Lin came back, his face looking particularly awful. Lin Bin asked: "Dad, didn't you go already? Why have you come back?"

  Mr. Lin rushed into the house, first rummaging through the cupboard and entering the kitchen, his eyes somewhat dazed with a look of panic. He grabbed whatever he could eat, shoving anything he saw into his mouth. He kept shouting at his son, "I'm starving!"

  Before Lin Bin could react, the remaining dishes on the table were swept away in an instant. Old Man Lin's greedy eyes fixed on Lin Bin, giving him a sense of horror.

  "I'm hungry, I'm starving... Give me something to eat..." The old man's voice trembled, his eyes gleaming with a greenish light.

  Lin Bin didn't dare to slack off, and quickly took out various snacks from the refrigerator. As he took them out, his voice trembled with concern: "Dad, what's wrong with you? Our family's offerings have never been lacking since you left, how did you become so hungry?"

  But Mr. Lin didn't care about him, he was desperately eating, while looking around nervously, as if afraid of something. He looked very scared. While eating, he muttered with his mouth full: "If others eat the food, how can I get to eat it?"

  Was eaten by others? How is that possible? The tribute of one's own family, openly provided for one's own father, how can others eat it?

  Lin Bin made a mistake, and at the moment of confusion, Old Man Lin was like a starving ghost reincarnated, another gust of wind swept away the remaining food. Soon, there was nothing left to eat. However, the old man still looked very hungry, anxiously asking Lin Bin if he had any more. From time to time, he would look up at the door, as if afraid that something would come in and take him away.

  At first, Lin Bin was confused and dizzy, but now he's getting a little scared. He doesn't know if it's possible for ghosts to burst their stomachs from eating too much, but this way of eating just doesn't seem right. Old Man Lin is urging him anxiously, and Lin Bin can't think about it anymore. All the cold dishes on top of the fridge have been eaten, leaving only some raw chicken and meat in the freezer.

  Lin Bin hastily took out the raw meat from the freezer and said: "Dad, dad, wait a minute, I'll cook it for you right away."

  As he spoke, Lin Bin was cutting the meat, preparing to stir-fry it. However, just as he had cut halfway through, he saw Old Man Lin unable to resist any longer, stretching out his hand to grab a piece of meat from the chopping board and tossing it into his mouth. The raw meat was at low temperature and slightly thawed, with blood, and it flowed down the edge of Old Man Lin's mouth. Without thinking, the old man picked up a second piece and was about to stuff it into his mouth.

  Lin Bin was startled and quickly intercepted him, saying: "Dad, I'm coming right away, don't eat raw food."