"But unfortunately, why do you need to build this pavilion in the middle of the garden?" Jiang Mengyun pointed to the very exquisite pavilion in the middle of the garden and said with regret.

"Madam, don't you think this pavilion is the finishing touch of this work? Standing on this pavilion, you can see all the beauty, and the gathering of all directions here can make the whole garden full of spirituality." Plath said in a very exaggerated tone.

"On the clear, it is indeed correct to build a pavilion here, which can activate the spiritual energy of the entire garden. However, as Senior Ji said, this is only a tangible momentum, but it seriously violates the invisible momentum of the entire garden. The light and spiritual energy that could have surrounded the entire garden was blocked here and then turned back, which made the locations of the garden feel very depressing, especially this location."

Jiang Mengyun walked to the front of the screen, pointed to the position north of the pavilion and said, "If there was no such pavilion, this should be the real soul of the entire garden, but now the pavilion has forcibly stolen the limelight. Various momentums are mixed and entangled here, making the whole momentum chaotic. Then it becomes the mad eye of the entire garden. People who walk here will have varying degrees of mental disorder, especially at the hour of Mao, where the chaos here will reach its peak. People who appear here at this time may go crazy directly."

After hearing Jiang Mengyun's words, Plas's eyes were as bright as those of the cow's eyes, because it was true. According to Gaudi's original design, he wanted to plant a sea of ​​flowers on the north side of the pavilion, but no matter what kind of flowers they plant, they could not survive anywhere. Even the flowers with the strongest vitality, although they could survive, had lost their ability to bloom.

This strange phenomenon made Gaudi very crazy. He didn't understand what was going on until he died. This also became a heart disease in his later years, and even more so that he became ill. If it weren't for this, he might have lived for a few more years.

If things were really as simple as Jiang Mengyun said, Plas felt frustrated for his master. Now the north of the pavilion has become a forbidden area in the garden. The court used a steel wire mesh to isolate the place, and the surroundings were written in eye-catching fonts: "Danger, please do not get close!"

But as for the danger, the court could not say, because the existence of this forbidden area greatly reduced the reputation of Dream Garden. Otherwise, it would be called the greatest design in history, no doubt about it.

"Mr. Plath, Mr. Plath!" Seeing Plath fall into deep thought, Brandt patted his arm and shouted softly.

"Ah...what's going on?" Plath suddenly woke up and asked quickly.

"What this lady said just now is not true, right?" Brandt looked at Plath with anticipation. He didn't believe Jiang Mengyun's words at all, but he knew that Dream Garden had a restricted area.

"When...of course not, the restricted area was because a worker unfortunately died there during the construction period. In order to commemorate the worker and let the deceased rest in peace, we deliberately marked out this restricted area."

Of course Plass couldn't admit that Jiang Mengyun was right, so wouldn't he become worthless?

Moreover, he never believed that Jiang Mengyun, who was unknown, had the ability to see a problem that even a master who was like a god could not solve.

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Chapter completed!