"The masterpiece of an architect is really different."

Mingfeng sighed with emotion.

"Uh, does it matter?" I asked.

Don’t architects always design a house and build it from scratch?

"Excellent architects not only have to design a house that is unique and durable, but also pay attention to local conditions, Feng Shui, the Five Elements and Bagua, etc. They are very particular.[

It feels like the things here are arranged according to the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams, and the plants planted are all famous products.”

Mingfeng seemed to be fascinated, sniffing the flower and pinching the leaves, and entered the Grand View Garden like Grandma Liu.

The path was winding and twisting, with the sound of gurgling water. After walking only a few steps, I left the wall and felt as if I was in a paradise. The artistic conception cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

In silence and serenity, I said:

"I heard that Taiwanese people pay more attention to things like Feng Shui and gossip."

Mingfeng shrugged and said disapprovingly:

“That belongs to Chinese culture and is found in places with Chinese culture.

If you don’t believe me, ask Tina. There are many Chinatowns in the United States, and they can be quite useful sometimes.

You see, being able to create such a grand feeling in such a small place is much better than your home, right? It’s really strange that Mr. Yu didn’t learn any design skills at all.”

Oh, the courtyard in the old county town looks pretty good. Apart from the better feng shui, there is really no merit in the architectural design.

Eh, wrong? Yu Hu Bing? Is this really Grandma Yu Hu Bing’s yard? It’s only been a few years, and the feeling has changed a lot; or was it that I was just near the front of the house, so I didn’t know? Or that?

When I was young, I was too ignorant to appreciate it?

Suddenly, the air suddenly cooled down.

Well, the garden here is full of green, whether it is pine or bamboo, it is tall and shaded by green trees; but this kind of coldness is definitely not caused by the shade of the trees. On the contrary, it is a bit like snow in June. The temperature suddenly drops. People who understand

Shivering.

I looked around hurriedly, but Mingfeng was gone, the flowers and grass were still there, and the sun was still leaking from the treetops above me. So what was the reason?

After going round and round, under the albizia tree and in front of the plum tree, there stood a man, sharpening his knife, waiting for me to slam into the door and be slaughtered.

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Chapter completed!