Old Master Yang’s residence is a typical Jiangnan garden. It is not large in scale, but it is very good in terms of layout and scenery.

The entire garden is built in a relatively secluded corner of the city, surrounded by old alleys and old streets. Walking in it is like returning to the past.

Old Master Yang did not believe in Feng Shui during his lifetime, so the design of the garden was not participated by Feng Shui masters, and everything was mainly low-key.

This kind of low-key is done very well. If it weren't for the sudden emergence of a large number of luxury cars after Mr. Yang passed away, people living in this area would not have known that such a big man would live here.

Because there were too many luxury cars, the alleys leading to the old man's residence were very congested. Chen Jiangtao, who was sitting in the car, was able to observe the layout along the road calmly.

From entering this area, Chen Jiangtao found that the atmosphere of life in the whole place suddenly became different from other urban areas, not so busy and chaotic, but very peaceful.

The construction of this atmosphere requires most of the urban area to remain unchanged for a long time before it can be cultivated.

In this era of reform tide, it is hard to imagine that such a paradise actually exists in this bustling city.

Chen Jiangtao asked Yang Tao tentatively. After knowing some of the situation, he was shocked.

Why does this urban area always maintain its old feeling? It is because the Yang family bought the entire area, but did not make any development changes, and there is only one purpose: to support Mr. Yang who lives here.

It turns out that true wealth is like this. When people in this area are unconscious, they are already the background of Mr. Yang's retirement.

Although Old Master Yang only lives in that garden in name only, this entire urban area can be said to be his courtyard.

This completely overturned Chen Jiangtao's understanding of Feng Shui.

If you have money, you can really do whatever you want.

Feng Shui depends on cultivation, which is undoubtedly the best way to cultivate Feng Shui.

When you enter the garden where Mr. Yang lives, the Feng Shui inside is not good. It can only be the combination of the five elements and the eight trigrams, which does not cause Feng Shui to conflict.

What surprised Chen Jiangtao was that everything was normal here, not like Zhang Zheng’s villa, where the yin energy was filled as soon as he entered the door.

There were sad people standing everywhere in the garden. When many people saw Yang Tao approaching, they greeted him politely.

Xing Tao had tears in her eyes and walked to a courtyard in the garden. There were not as many people here as outside. When she got close, Chen Jiangtao smelled a slight stench.

When they entered it, the smell became rich. After smelling it, Miao Li and Zhang Min felt nauseous and annoyed, so they went into the bathroom next to vomit.

Someone handed over a mask next to him. After putting on Yang Tao and Shen Jiangtao, they entered a room in the courtyard.

A disinfection cloth was placed on an old bed in the room. Next to it, several air conditioners were slowly spraying out a faint mist-like air conditioner. Several people in disinfectant suits were standing there.

The disinfection cloth on the bed was covered with a body; around the disinfection cloth, there was also black oil seeping out, which looked a bit scary.

Several forensics were examining the deceased. After a while, one of the old forensic doctors with silver hair came over and said to a middle-aged man next to him: "The deceased's death is very strange, and we must take it back to the hospital for further examination."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a while, discussed with the few people next to him, and then walked into a room next to him, where the sound of crying and arguing came from inside.

After a while, the middle-aged man covered his face with some bruised and scratched scars and solemnly said to the old forensic doctor: "That's true, I'm working hard. Please restore the body as much as possible after the examination."

The old forensic doctor nodded: "Please rest assured that this is the case. We will complete the examination as soon as possible, and then restore the smallest wound surface, and let the most professional embalmer in China make the final makeup tool for the old man."

"So, thank you." The middle-aged man bowed respectfully to the old forensic doctor.

The forensic doctors took the old man's body out, and there were crying sounds coming from outside.

The middle-aged man looked at Yang Tao beside him and asked with a slightly relieved expression: "Xiao Tao, haven't your dad been here yet?"

Yang Tao shook her head and asked, "Uncle Fifth, grandpa... what's wrong with grandpa?"

The middle-aged man in front of him was Yang Tao's fifth uncle Yang Hua, the youngest of Yang Tao's father and five brothers, and he has been staying in Suzhou to accompany the old man.

Yang Hua sighed, his eyes full of astonishment, and he said with great doubts: "I don't know either. I went to eat mixed noodles with the old man yesterday, but today...ah!"

"Grandpa is in such good health, why did he suddenly..." Yang Tao sobbed in the middle of speaking, and Yang Hua patted her shoulder and comforted her.

Old Master Yang is a soldier who participated in real wars. He had a very tough physique during his lifetime. Although he was over 80 years old, he was very energetic.

For his health, hospitals come to the door for examination every month, but no abnormal indicators appear.

Old Master Yang's death was abnormal. Based on the influence of the Yang family, the local relevant departments immediately investigated the scope of Mr. Yang's activities in the past six months and investigated them one by one.

Like the noodle restaurant where I went to eat fried noodles with Yang Hua yesterday, the staff had all controlled it, and all the ingredients were sent to the test as soon as possible, and no problems were found.

Yang Hua roughly talked about the situation yesterday. At around four o'clock in the morning, Old Master Yang, who was sleeping peacefully, suddenly screamed. Yang Hua got up to check and found that spots began to appear on his body, and soon ulcerated and black liquid flowed out.

At first, Yang Hua thought it was a bleeding symptom, so he immediately called the resident doctor in the garden. After careful examination, he found that it was a sticky oil, emitting a foul smell. After a period of time, Old Master Yang became unconscious and his body ulceration further intensified.

The resident doctor was helpless and immediately called the emergency number.

Yang Hua also called the local military in particular. After using online video to diagnose, the military immediately sent a plane to send the experts here, but still failed to rescue them.

Yang Tao listened, sobbing and feeling sad.

While listening to Yang Hua's story, Shen Jiangtao carefully observed the layout of the room while thinking in his mind.

After coming here, the series of things encountered seemed to be beyond my understanding. The villa of the second uncle, the nine palace flying star, the flying star counterattack...

Yu Xu may have met the mortals, and all this seems unusual.

I carefully looked at the layout of Mr. Yang's room. From the Feng Shui layout, it was very reasonable and there was no conflict. But such a strange death situation would definitely not be a normal death.
Chapter completed!