"What is it?"
Duan Chenfeng rushed out immediately.
He saw a nanny responsible for cleaning upstairs stumbling down the stairs, coincidentally kneeling three meters in front of Duan Chenfeng!
"Mr. Duan! Something's happened, something's happened! Someone's dead on the third floor!"
The nanny saw Duan Chenfeng and screamed repeatedly while kneeling on the ground, completely unable to stand. Clearly, she was quite shaken.
"Someone's dead on the third floor? How could that be? Who's dead?"
Duan Chenfeng's face grew even more somber.
This commotion not only drew Lin Shuainan and Ling Feng out, but also some servants of the Duan family. Butler Wu Bo was the first to reach Duan Chenfeng's side.
"Mr. Duan, it is my negligence that has caused you to be alarmed!"
Duan Chenfeng waved his hand, "Butler Wu, quickly take people upstairs to see what's going on!"
"Yes, I will go up now!"
Butler Wu responded, called a few young and strong security personnel, and headed for the third floor.
Duan Chenfeng thought for a moment and also quickly followed.
"Brother, what's going on? Could it be that You Kun is dead?"
Lin Shuainan asked with curiosity.
Ling Feng smiled faintly, "If you say he's dead, he's definitely dead."
"Why?"
"Because you have a jinxed mouth."
"..." Lin Shuainan was speechless.
The two also followed Duan Chenfeng upstairs quickly. Upon reaching the third floor, they heard Butler Wu's reprimand from inside the room: "Don't move, don't touch the body!"
"Bastard, it really is You Kun's resting room!"
Duan Chenfeng cursed from the doorway, showing no discomfort from the death inside, and walked directly in!
"Wow, he's really dead? Brother, you be my witness, I didn't say he was dead first, he died first, and then I said it!"
Lin Shuainan grinned when he saw the dead man lying on the bed, and tugged at Ling Feng's sleeve.
Ling Feng ignored him and stared at the corpse on the bed!
You Kun's death was extremely terrifying. His eyes were bulging, wide open to the extreme, as if they were about to pop out of their sockets at any moment.
His mouth was open, appearing to be in a state of oxygen deprivation.
His hands were stretched straight towards the ceiling, scratching, a sign of struggle.
Clearly, You Kun died in considerable pain and extreme fear. There was no unwillingness in his eyes, only fear!
"He, how did he die?"
Duan Chenfeng glanced at You Kun's deathly appearance, then quickly turned away, not daring to look any further. It was too frightening.
The other security personnel in the room were all huddled together, not daring to approach.
Only Butler Wu stood by the bed and reached out to touch the corpse's mouth.
"Mr. Duan, he, he seems to have died from excessive fright!"
Butler Wu explained with a grim expression and then raised his finger towards Duan Chenfeng.
Duan Chenfeng immediately dodged, "Hey, what are you doing? Why are you touching the dead person's saliva?"
"Mr. Duan, this saliva is green, not just saliva, but also bile. This is evidence of death from excessive fright. His gallbladder burst from fear. Another possibility is poisoning."
Butler Wu seemed very knowledgeable about the deceased's state of death.
Duan Chenfeng then looked at Ling Feng. He noticed that besides Butler Wu, only Ling Feng and Lin Shuainan were not afraid of the corpse. Ling Feng was currently examining the corpse's condition.
"Mr. Ling, can you tell what's going on?"
Ling Feng heard this, shook his head, brushed past Duan Chenfeng, and said in a voice only Duan Chenfeng could hear, "Let's talk downstairs."
Duan Chenfeng was slightly stunned, then calmly turned to follow Ling Feng.
At the same time, he said, "No one is to disturb the scene. Butler Wu, you stay here and watch!"
"Yes, Mr. Duan!" Butler Wu responded and began to instruct others to secure the scene.
Lin Shuainan also followed Ling Feng with curiosity.
"Brother, this guy's death looks a bit strange. He seems to have died of fright, but he was fine and dandy before. How could he have been scared to death lying motionless on the bed?"
"The way he's reaching out, it looks like he's trying to grab something?"
Ling Feng did not respond to Lin Shuainan's words, but led the group back to Duan Chenfeng's bedroom.
"Shuainan, close the door!"
After Duan Chenfeng also entered, Ling Feng called out.
Lin Shuainan quickly closed the door. He vaguely felt that the atmosphere was somewhat off.
"Mr. Ling, what exactly is going on? Is it possible that You Kun is not an adulterer? Or perhaps... Ma Suyuan herself understands feng shui secret arts?"
Duan Chenfeng was indeed very intelligent, but at this moment, his intelligence could easily lead him astray, and his mind began to wander.
"She doesn't."
Ling Feng stated definitively. Seeing Duan Chenfeng's confusion deepen, Ling Feng then said in a low voice, "Currently, only this room is safe."
"Ah? What does that mean?"
Duan Chenfeng trembled all over, feeling his pores open.
"There is a master who understands Xuanmen feng shui secret arts here!"
Ling Feng's expression was also somewhat grim. As he spoke, he looked at Lin Shuainan.
"Shuainan, how much do you know about feng shui?"
"Ah? Brother, you're asking this so suddenly. I actually... know a little, just a little."
Lin Shuainan was a bit embarrassed. He had been bluffing before. He truly only knew a little. Now, saying this wasn't humility, but admitting his lack of skill in front of an employer was too embarrassing.
Duan Chenfeng naturally shook his head repeatedly, "Master Lin, how can you say you only know a little! I know you're just being modest!"
Lin Shuainan felt even more embarrassed. What was going on in this era? No one believed him when he told the truth?
Ling Feng, having a general understanding of Lin Shuainan's skill level, then said in a low voice, "I had a slight premonition just now. In fact, the entire old mansion is surrounded by a feng shui layout, and the skill of such a master is clearly much higher than You Kun's!"
Duan Chenfeng was slightly stunned upon hearing this and nodded repeatedly.
"Mr. Ling is right. My old mansion was indeed inspected for feng shui. Every time it was renovated, Butler Wu would invite feng shui masters. The last one I remember was a very famous feng shui master from Modu." xxs壹贰
Ling Feng shook his head, "This feng shui layout is not just about prosperity and good fortune. It also contains hidden killing intent!"
Hearing this, Duan Chenfeng's eyes widened in shock.
Lin Shuainan clapped his hands and said, "Oh, I understand, Brother. You mean that You Kun was also killed by someone else who understood feng shui!"
Duan Chenfeng gasped, "Hiss, no wonder his death looked so strange. So this is what it's like to be killed by feng shui!"