Twin female zombies come to the door: My lord, please have mercy!

On the octagonal table in the lobby on the first floor, a large sheepskin map was spread out.

The early autumn sunlight slanted in through the threshold, casting dappled shadows on the surface of the drawings.

Lin Ye held a carbon pen in his hand and quickly sketched lines on the paper.

With over 100 million yuan in its account, this long-neglected funeral parlor has a chance for a complete renovation.

"The old man left a good foundation. The layout of 'four waters returning to the hall' cannot be changed. The front hall is responsible for welcoming guests and warding off evil spirits, so it must be widened."

Lin Ye drew a circle in front of the drawing with the tip of his pen.

"There's a ley line beneath the courtyard in the backyard. I plan to dig ten meters down and build a fully enclosed basement using obsidian and lightning-struck wood. Combined with a Xuan-level Yin-gathering array, I'll transform it into an excellent meditation room."

Fatty Wang sat opposite him with his legs crossed, a limited-edition cigar dangling from his mouth.

He puffed on his cigarette and nodded repeatedly, "Yezi, money is no problem. We can dig as deep as we want for the basement. But what about the living area on the second floor?"

Lin Ye moved his pen upwards, drawing out two large areas in the space representing the second floor.

"Open up the entire second floor and remove those obstructive partitions."

Lin Ye didn't even look up.

"The master bedroom has been tripled in size, with enough space in the center for the three-meter-wide bed. The area next to the window has been raised by half a meter to create a tatami bay window, and the rest of the space has been dedicated to the bathroom and walk-in closet."

A faint rustling sound of fabric came from beside me.

Leng Yue wore a plain black fitted cheongsam with several dark red spider lilies embroidered on the neckline.

The cheongsam clung tightly to her curvaceous body, with a slit revealing a section of her snow-white calves.

She leaned slightly forward, her gaze falling on the blueprints.

A unique, cool fragrance of red spider lilies immediately entered Lin Ye's nostrils.

"My lord, the design of the bathroom needs to be changed."

Leng Yue's voice was clear and cold, with a touch of the gentle, melodious Wu dialect.

She extended her fair index finger and pointed it at the corner of the bathroom in the blueprint.

The fingertips felt slightly cool, and they brushed against the back of Lin Ye's hand holding the pen.

"I am not accustomed to those Western-style tiled bathtubs. I have reserved an open space of two zhang in diameter here, and I have found the finest Phoebe zhennan wood to make a large, round-bottomed wooden tub that can accommodate three people. The bottom of the tub should be engraved with a miniature fire array to retain heat, which will be convenient for daily medicinal baths."

Lin Ye turned his head, and the two were very close.

Leng Yue's long, silver eyelashes were almost within reach, and a hint of hidden spring passion lingered in her eyes.

Lin Ye recalled the enchanting scene of bathing together through the screen that night, his Adam's apple bobbing slightly, and a surge of heat rising in his lower abdomen.

"As you wish."

Lin Ye's voice was slightly hoarse as he heavily circled the area on the drawing with his carbon pen.

"A nanmu wood barrel, a fire array carved on it, plenty of money, and the best materials must be used."

Froststar poked half of her body out of the freezer compartment of the double-door refrigerator, a few frosty flakes hanging on her silver-blue twin tails.

The little girl was holding half a watermelon and eating it in big bites.

"Brother-in-law! Where's my room?! I want an icebox a hundred times colder than this big iron box! And it needs to be filled with beautiful bones!"

She waved her spoon and protested loudly.

"I'll set up a separate room for you next to the underground meditation room. The entire room will be covered with deep-sea ice stones, guaranteed to make your teeth chatter from the cold." Lin Ye arranged everything without turning his head.

The drawings are beginning to take shape.

The fat man stubbed out his cigar in the ashtray and took out his phone to check the time.

"Yezi, now that we have the blueprints, we need to get the construction team and designers on board. I've also used my connections to contact the most famous design institute in Jiangzhou, 'Tianzhu Design Institute.'"

"Their chief architect, Su Qinghan, is a top talent who has won international awards. Judging by the time, he should be arriving soon."

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a crisp, clear tapping sound of high heels came from outside the door.

"Da, da, da."

The glass door of the funeral parlor was pushed open.

A young woman with shoulder-length short hair, dressed in a well-tailored white women's suit, strode in.

She wore a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on her nose, had a beautiful face, and exuded the sharp and aloof aura of a powerful career woman.

She was carrying a silver metal briefcase, and her gaze quickly swept over the colorful paper figures in the hall. Her delicate eyebrows immediately furrowed tightly.

"Mr. Wang?"

Su Qinghan looked directly at the fat man, her tone businesslike.

"My name is Su Qinghan. I only have one hour to survey the site. My design fee starts at three thousand per square meter. I hope your budget is sufficient."

The fat man quickly stood up and pointed at Lin Ye:

"Designer Su, this is the real money-maker, Lin Ye."

Su Qinghan turned to look at Lin Ye, her gaze lingering on Lin Ye's casual work clothes for two seconds, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes.

Then, she saw Leng Yue standing beside Lin Ye.

As a woman herself, Su Qinghan has always been confident in her beauty and temperament.

Faced with Leng Yue's stunningly beautiful and aloof face, and her innate aura of authority, he was immediately struck by her presence.

A sense of shame and defeat welled up inside her.

Su Qinghan suppressed her discomfort, opened the metal combination lock box in her hand, and took out a high-precision infrared laser rangefinder.

"Mr. Lin, I have seen the exterior of this old house. It is a typical brick and wood structure from the 1980s, with extremely poor ventilation and almost zero natural light."

While projecting infrared beams onto the wall, Su Qinghan unleashed a barrage of professional attacks:

"My initial suggestion is to demolish the load-bearing wall in the backyard, completely open up the enclosed courtyard, and introduce plenty of natural light."

"These wooden pillars in the lobby must be replaced with steel structures, and the design language of the entire building should move towards a minimalist industrial style, abandoning these meaningless superstitious decorations."

She pointed to a corner of the ceiling with the rangefinder:

"Furthermore, the crossbeams on the second floor are severely rotten, and the load-bearing structure is a complete mess. If you insist on preserving the original layout, it will definitely collapse within three years. This is the result of not believing in science."

Lin Ye sat in the chair and listened quietly as she finished speaking.

He picked up his teacup, took a sip, and a mocking glint appeared in his eyes.

"Smash down the backyard patio? Break through the load-bearing wall?"

Lin Ye put down his teacup, his voice cold and deep.

"Designer Su, are these blueprints meant for living people or dead people?"

Su Qinghan's expression changed, and anger flashed in her eyes:

"Mr. Lin, please respect my profession. Modern architecture emphasizes space utilization and ergonomics. Your old house is dark, damp, and teeming with bacteria; it's a place fit for the dead!"

"major?"

Lin Ye stood up and pointed to the load-bearing wall that Su Qinghan had pointed out.

"My wall stands in the Kan position, which is due north, and the courtyard in the backyard corresponds to the outlet of the earth's yin energy. This is called the 'Xuanwu Repelling Corpse' formation."

He took two steps forward, and the invisible aura emanating from his Pure Yang Dao Body firmly suppressed the other party's arrogance.

"You smashed that wall with a hammer, and the yin energy from the ground, now unobstructed, will flood into the front hall. Not only this shop, but everyone living on the entire Taiping Old Street will die within half a month from exhaustion of yang energy. You're talking to me about science? Can your science stop this malevolent energy from taking lives?!"

Su Qinghan was so intimidated by Lin Ye's aura that she stumbled backward, her back hitting the glass counter.

"Absurd! Utter nonsense!"

She gritted her teeth and retorted, stubbornly upholding the bottom line of materialism.

"There's no such thing as evil spirits in this world! It's all just tricks used by you charlatans to make money!"

"So? Did I lie to you?"

"It's not like we're not paying you. If you don't want to take the job, you can leave anytime. We're not the only designer."

Lin Ye stopped in his tracks. Since the other party didn't give him a friendly look, he didn't need to respect them either.

"besides……"

Lin Ye did not argue with the other party any further.

He secretly channeled his pure Yang energy into his eyes, and immediately activated the art of observing Qi.

Our vision penetrates the surface and strikes at the source.

Lin Ye's gaze fell on Su Qinghan's snow-white nape.

A dark gray aura of resentment was firmly coiled around her cervical vertebrae.

The resentment condensed into a black centipede phantom with a hundred legs.

The centipede's mouthparts were tightly gripping her Dazhui acupoint.

Thin, dark lines spread down her spine, frantically draining the life force from her body.

Centipede Soul Devourer!

This woman must have recently visited some extremely dangerous and ominous place, and been cursed by evil spirits.

A shimmering light flowed before my retina, and the system's mechanical voice echoed crisply in my mind.

"Ding! System notification: The stubborn architect has been detected to be under a curse of evil cultivation. His materialistic beliefs are crumbling. Please determine a response strategy within three minutes and give this modern elite a profound and unforgettable lesson in metaphysics!"

The light screen unfolds, clearly listing three options:

Option A: Observe coldly – ​​chuckle three times, wave the guest away. Shout, "If you don't believe in metaphysics, go back and wait to die."

[Reward: Heart of Stone Medal. Consequence: Su Qinghan will die suddenly on the street in three days. You have lost a top designer, and the renovation plan for the funeral parlor has been forced to be shelved.]

Option B: Beg for her help – Put aside your authority, plead with her to stay and design, and promise to exorcise evil spirits and cure her illness for free.

[Reward: A "good guy" card. Consequence: The other party will see you as a charlatan with ulterior motives, not only refusing to cooperate but also reporting you to the Bureau of Industry and Commerce for practicing medicine illegally. Your prestige will be utterly shattered.]

Option C: A wake-up call, forceful elimination—Without further ado, directly reveal her recent near-death symptoms, and seize the moment when the death curse erupts to forcefully suppress it with pure Yang lightning and fire! Completely reshape her worldview in the Yang fire!

[Reward: 300 Official Points, obtain the Mystic-Rank "Guiding Bee" magic artifact, and waive the design fee of tens of millions.]