I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Chapter 4216 9 Songs Holding the Moon

As Yuan Kong and I walked, we observed the feng shui layout of Zhang Qing'an's ancestral graves.

This plot of land was chosen by Zhang Qing'an's master, the senior Liu Fangyao. The feng shui layout is definitely not a problem. Although it is not a particularly good feng shui dragon vein, it still surpasses most yin house layouts. After all, due to the limitations of the region, there are not many good yin houses to be found nearby. This is already the best yin house in the surrounding villages.

Yuan Kong and I first arrived at the location of Zhang Qing'an's ancestral graves. The rest of us dispersed and stood in different positions, cautiously looking around to see if there were any ambushes.

Yuan Kong and I walked carefully to the tombstone. It was strange; everything seemed normal about the tomb, and we couldn't sense any change in the Qi field, let alone any magic array.

I always thought that the other party must have tampered with Zhang Qing'an's ancestral graves to cause his son and grandson to turn out that way.

But when we arrived, we didn't find anything unusual around the ancestral graves, which was rather strange.

Could it be that Huo Qingfeng set up a feng shui formation that was so ingenious and hidden that even someone with my level of cultivation couldn't see it?

Yuan Kong and I are both practitioners of feng shui. After each of us walked around the cemetery twice, we met again, and I asked, "Yuan Kong, do you see anything wrong?"

Yuan Kong also looked puzzled: "Brother Wu, I don't see it. It seems that no one has ever touched the ancestral grave of Elder Zhang Qing'an. There isn't even a trace of it being disturbed."

“I also noticed something. I only found one problem in their house before, but that small feng shui arrangement couldn’t possibly have such a powerful effect. There must be something wrong with it that we didn’t notice. Let’s take a closer look.”

With a solemn expression, I once again wandered around Zhang Qing'an's ancestral grave with Yuan Kong. This time, we checked even more carefully, leaving no stone unturned. It was an absolute carpet search. I even took out my compass and dug up some soil to see if the grave had been disturbed.

Generally, if ancestral graves are tampered with, there will definitely be some clues left behind. Even if the tampering happened a month or two ago, the soil will be disturbed, and some clues can be seen. This time, Yuan Kong and I searched through Zhang Qing'an's ancestral graves for more than two hours, but in the end, we found nothing.

Seeing us busy, the slovenly Taoist priest and the others who were responsible for scouting the surroundings also came over.

Zhang Qing'an, in particular, was extremely anxious: "Xiao Jie, a whole day has passed. You gave my son and grandson the life-saving pills. If this continues, they probably won't survive. Have you found anything here?"

"No, neither Yuan Kong nor I found anything wrong with your family's ancestral graves. It's really strange. If there were no problems with the ancestral graves, your son and grandson wouldn't be in that situation." I was extremely frustrated.

"Hurry up and think of a solution. I can only rely on the two of you. In the whole world, the only one more skilled than you two in feng shui is your master, Li Xuantong," Zhang Qing'an sighed.

"Senior Zhang, don't worry, let me think of another way. If it really was Huo Qingfeng who did it, he must have done it very secretly. Give me and Yuan Kong a little more time, and we'll definitely be able to figure something out." I reassured Zhang Qing'an again.

At this moment, Yuan Kong looked around, his brows furrowed, as if deep in thought.

"Yuankong, have you discovered something?" I quickly went over and asked.

Yuan Kong shook his head and said, "Brother Wu, since we haven't found anything wrong with the ancestral graves of Elder Zhang's family, we should take a longer view. Perhaps it's the larger feng shui arrangement that's at play, rather than something done directly to the Zhang family's ancestral graves. What do you think?"

Yuan Kong's words suddenly reminded me.

I took my compass and started walking towards a small hill not far away. That place was higher up, so I could see further.

When Yuan Kong and I arrived at the small hill, we looked around and saw a river winding around the Zhang family ancestral graves.

After a while, Yuan Kong said to me, "Brother Wu, the winding river encircles the ancestral graves of Elder Zhang Qing'an. Look at the orientation of his ancestral graves; it resembles a crescent moon. This auspicious feng shui site should be the 'Nine-Bend Embracing the Moon' burial site. Although it's not an exceptionally good feng shui site, it's still considered superior. It can protect the Zhang family's descendants, ensuring they are free from illness and disaster, and that they will enjoy wealth and prosperity for generations. Let's work backward. If we were to set up a feng shui formation to damage Elder Zhang Qing'an's ancestral graves without anyone noticing, how would we do it?"

"Yuan Kong, you're quite thoughtful, aren't you? You're very meticulous." I smiled and looked at Yuan Kong.

"Brother Wu, don't joke with me. If it weren't for saving Senior Zhang, I wouldn't have thought so much. Saving lives is the priority." Yuan Kong clasped his hands together, looking compassionate.

I glanced at the overall feng shui layout again, thinking of all sorts of underhanded ways to disrupt the Nine-Bend Embracing the Moon acupoint without letting anyone see it. I went through almost all the methods that Old Li had taught me over the past eight years.

In an instant, a thought flashed through my mind, and I immediately came up with a question.

At this moment, Yuan Kong's tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

It seems we've both thought of the same thing.

“Yuan Kong, you must have come up with a solution. Tell me about it,” I said, a little excited.

“Brother Wu, you must have thought of that too. You go first. You’re definitely more thorough than I am, after all, your master is the King of Feng Shui in China.” Yuan Kong smiled and looked at me.

“If I wanted to disrupt the feng shui of Elder Zhang Qing’an’s ancestral graves, I would have to start with that river. This river, which encircles Elder Zhang Qing’an’s ancestral graves, has nine bends. Each bend points in the direction of the Zhang family’s ancestral graves. This is what is called ‘water gathering in the bright hall,’ which gathers wealth and energy. As the saying goes, ‘what brings success can also bring failure.’ If I wanted to tamper with it without being easily discovered, I would have to start with the nine bends of that river.” I looked at Yuan Kong.

Yuan Kong nodded, and for the first time flattered me: "As expected of Brother Wu, the top disciple of the Feng Shui King, your vision is more accurate and far-sighted than mine. Disrupting the Feng Shui arrangement of Elder Zhang's house is actually quite troublesome. It requires making arrangements at each of the nine bends, altering the Feng Shui arrangement at the nine bends. At that time, it will no longer be Nine Bends Embracing the Moon, but Nine Bends to the Yellow Springs. Once this formation is activated, Elder Zhang's grandson will suffer first, then his son, and finally Elder Zhang himself. Moreover, it will come true within a few days."