The White Tiger opens its mouth

mall role with lines.In general, all the displays of extravagance feel a bit like the vulgarity associated with a low-class reputation."Well, I hadn't seen her in ages. I just looked at her chat photo...Attics are common in older and custom-built homes.

In northern courtyards, the main house usually has two wing rooms on either side. In the south, they are more common in rural areas. Southern regions have historically valued commerce and geomancy more. Houses that prioritize these aspects rarely feature self-built wing rooms like this one.

This single-room hut was built on the east side of the main hall. There's a saying: "A small room at the east end of the main hall, means damage to people and livestock."

In some impoverished regions, even the mud-brick houses are not well-built. The houses have sloping ear rooms on both sides, and there is no courtyard or wall surrounding them. This type of double-ear room doesn't cost much to build for officials.

There's also "Gu Sha," a type of shape-sha. "Shape-sha" refers to the evil energy produced by visible objects.

Gù shà is a term that refers to the age of a house. Although the buildings in this small courtyard have obviously been renovated, the stone platform and sunken blue bricks on the ground still reveal their age. At the very least, it's a house that's several decades old.

Such an old house should have hosted funerals. Over time, if the yin energy isn't dispelled promptly, it's easy for it to accumulate in the dwelling and affect the residents.

I took out my compass and looked at the direction. There was still a small door on the east side, which should be a side door to the courtyard.

The "White Tiger's Mouth" or "Opening of the White Tiger," as it is known, is a very unfavorable position. If the Five Yellow Misfortune happens to fall in this direction during a particular year and you are unlucky enough to start construction there, it will definitely have a significant impact on your household.

This house has terrible feng shui...

I glanced at Jiang Qiyun. He kept his gaze fixed on that ear room. I too sensed a heaviness in the air there, but the room was decorated with a certain charm—a round moon carved into the windowpane.

“Last time, a guest came. He booked the room on his phone using a travel app with his girlfriend. They stayed for four days and afterwards, he said he got sick, claiming there was something wrong with our house. It’s so funny! When he was staying here, he didn’t mention anything about wanting to change rooms at all.” Teacher Xiaowang pouted: “He must be trying to scam us.”

"Teacher Xiao Wang, who did you buy this house from" I didn't rush to tell her my conclusion first, so I asked her about it.

She said this was something a friend saw online. This is a tourist area, where land is expensive. The woman selling the house is middle-aged, her husband passed away, and she sold the house to take the money to join her son.

Because it was a rush sale, it was much cheaper than the surrounding buildings. Teacher Xiao Wang finally bought it for less than two million and felt it was a great deal.

That single-eared room and the small door at its entrance were originally there; they weren't built by Mr. Xiao Wang.

"We basically didn't change any of the decorations or furniture here. After we had someone clean it up, we just put it online as a guesthouse, and business has been pretty good." Teacher Xiaowang said, "You guys can play around here tonight, there are two other rooms left, you want—"

"I want that small room." Jiang Qiyun suddenly spoke, pointing at the room.

Teacher Xiao Wang smiled: "That room is empty tonight. The person who complained to us was staying there with his girlfriend for several nights, so I didn't have the heart to put it on the homepage... It's the most romantic room, just the ceiling is a little low. You are so tall, will you feel cramped"

Jiang Qiyun didn't even glance at her, saying in a flat tone, "It doesn't matter, as long as there's a bed."

Teacher Xiao Wang gave me a mischievous smile. I knew she was thinking something naughty.

Jiang Qiyun would take the initiative to speak up, it must be that she had discovered something amiss.

We originally planned to stay for one night. Teacher Xiaowang called her husband out, and I saw that her husband was a thin man wearing glasses, also in his thirties. He looked quite scholarly.

Appearances can be deceiving, I didn't expect him to like that kind of rough love. Teacher Xiao Wang seems quite into him, it looks like the two of them are a good match.

She and her husband went to prepare a room for us, checking the water and electricity, opening windows for ventilation, and so on.

I and Jiang Qiyun were temporarily idle. He was inspecting every corner of the courtyard, while I listened to the bustling voices and lilting melodies from outside the wall. I couldn't help but steal a glance at the door.

"What are you looking at" he asked.

"Just looking around."

"Let's go out for a walk," he said casually.

I was stunned. He actually pulled me out.

"Qiyun, you're being a little too gentle. What got into you" I asked with a smile.

He let out a cold snort. “I’m not as terrifying as you think I am, you’re just scared **less.”

Around us, people were eating, drinking, and having fun. My companion and I walked along the riverbank, passing one bridge after another in a quiet and solitary manner. There were fewer people there, so we went wherever we pleased.

"Can you see the problem with that house" he asked.

"Hmm," I nodded. "The single-room east of the main hall, with six casualties; the entrance facing south, White Tiger opening its mouth; and the old house's former evil... In my opinion, the feng shui is very bad. It would be alright as an inn, but if it were a home, there would definitely be many worries."

He pulled me to a bridge, facing Teacher Xiao Wang's courtyard.

"Have another look. This courtyard is lower than the surrounding houses, thankfully not too much so that it's a fatal flaw, but it does affect the living conditions... plus..."

He frowned: "You say these two people committed the taboo of adultery, leaving behind a bad aura, coupled with the inherent negative energy of the house, over time, there will be a blood disaster."

"...then I'll let Teacher Xiaowang know and ask her to come to my shop at home to get some tools to dispel bad luck, right"

Jiang Qiyundian nodded and smiled, “Let’s stay in that ear room for a night before we talk about it.”

I thought he had some new discovery with that attitude, but as soon as I walked in, I felt something was wrong.

This room feels a little cold even when the windows and doors are open.

"Well, here you go, with red silk bedspreads and high-end bedding at your headboard," Teacher Xiaowang winked at me and left, shutting the door behind her.

She had placed several of a certain brand's "ultra-thin" small squares on her bedside table. The small basket also contained some ice and fire *aids for intimacy*, unopened *intimacy products*, and a bundle of red cotton rope.

"What's this for" I said, a little confused. This long rope is to tie back the curtains

"This is to keep you from moving around," Jiang Qiyun replied nonchalantly, going to the restroom to check himself out.

The bedroom door is directly across from the window, partially overlapping. This violates a principle of feng shui architecture.

Previously, Lin Yanqin's room had ghosts walking the Yin road because her door and window overlapped slightly, forming a small "穿堂煞" (a type of Feng Shui imbalance).

This tiny room couldn't be expected to have good Feng Shui, with pink gauze curtains hanging over the bed. This room must be for couples to live in

"This room, it should be used to house those on the brink of death."

Pff!

You...

"You chose this kind of room, how am I supposed to sleep!" I was just about to get into bed!

Now I don't even want my feet to touch the ground.

Jiang Qiyun sneered: "What are you afraid of with me here The one left behind should be a sick ghost—"carved bedposts were struck by purple lightning, bursting into a shower of sparks.The old fox fairy let out a shrill cry, roaring: “Quickly come people!! Quickly come people!!!”The door behind me was...