Dragon-Tiger Exorcism Acupoint

Everyone froze at those words.

Huzi's face darkened, and he said coldly, "Our young master came to help your Zhang Family out of kindness, and this is how you treat him? We don't need this job. Young master, let's go."

My expression turned cold too, and I was about to turn and leave with Uncle Huzi.

Just then, Zhang Yunyao stepped in front of us and said anxiously, "Young Master Wu, please don't be angry. My brother has been like this since he was little. He has a bad temper. Please don't stoop to his level."

Zhang Yucheng was furious too. He went straight over and slapped Zhang Yunliang across the face, making him stagger and nearly fall to the ground. "You little bastard! Do you know how hard it was for me to get Young Master Wu here? Not only are you refusing to help, you're making trouble for me! I'll beat you to death..."

Zhang Yucheng moved to hit him again, but several workers nearby held him back.

Still defiant, Zhang Yunliang said, "Dad, that kid is definitely here to swindle us. How is he any different from the others? Those so-called experts who came before were at least older and looked somewhat convincing. This one doesn't even look like an adult. He's obviously a fraud."

"Still running your mouth? I'll beat you to death today!" Enraged, Zhang Yucheng snatched a shovel from the ground and chased after Zhang Yunliang.

Seeing that things were going badly, Zhang Yunliang turned and ran.

To my surprise, Zhang Yucheng suddenly swayed and dropped to the ground, gasping for breath as though he were about to faint.

Zhang Yunyao hurried over, took out some medicine, and gave it to Zhang Yucheng. After a while, his condition improved considerably.

Uncle Huzi and I stood there feeling rather awkward. We hadn't expected to run into such an unpleasant mess before we had even done anything, let alone encounter a shameless troublemaker like Zhang Yunliang.

We had come in their car, so even if we wanted to leave now, we couldn't.

This place was out in the remote mountains, without even a passing car.

After taking the medicine, Zhang Yucheng caught his breath. With Zhang Yunyao supporting him, he came over to us and apologized repeatedly. "I'm sorry, Young Master Wu. That ungrateful son got me so worked up that my high blood pressure flared up. He's lacked discipline since childhood and can be a bit extreme. He doesn't know who you are, and a few feng shui practitioners really did come here before and just go through the motions. That's why he said those outrageous things. Please be the bigger man and forgive him. Don't take it to heart."

"Yes, Young Master Wu, please don't be angry. My brother has been having frequent nightmares lately, and they've left him in a terrible mood. That's why..." Zhang Yunyao said hesitantly.

"Enough. Let's look at the ancestral graves first," I said gravely.

I decided to stay only for the money. After all, I had already accepted the deposit, and I really did need the payment.

Besides, I had already spent some of that money. No matter how unpleasant this job was, I had to grit my teeth and see it through.

With my old temper, I would have turned around and left on the spot.

The father and daughter were naturally grateful beyond words and led me straight into the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard.

The moment I entered the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard, I frowned. Many pines and cypresses had been planted around it, and they were clearly recent additions.

Yet every one of them had withered and died. They were dried out, their leaves yellow.

Beside me, Zhang Yucheng explained, "Young Master Wu, these pines and cypresses were only planted yesterday. They were perfectly healthy when they arrived, but the day after we planted them here, they ended up like this. Even if trees wither and die, surely it should take some time? For them to end up like this in a single day, there must be something wrong with the ancestral graves."

I nodded without saying anything and had Huzi follow me to a small hill nearby.

It was the highest point in the area, giving me a view of the entire feng shui configuration of the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard.

Green mountains rose in overlapping ridges in the distance, with formations like a coiled dragon and a crouching tiger. A river flowed slowly past the southwestern side of the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard. There was nothing wrong with the overall feng shui layout: it sheltered the site from wind and gathered qi, with mountains behind it and water nearby.

On closer inspection, I noticed a few more clues.

Not far from the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard was a hillside shaped like a reclining dragon, its body poised to move and its head raised high.

To the southeast of the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard stood another hill, shaped like a charging tiger with its broad jaws open.

Together, they formed an extremely rare feng shui acupoint called the dragon-tiger exorcism acupoint.

The Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard lay within this dragon-and-tiger formation, as though a dragon and a tiger were competing for the site.

Although this auspicious feng shui site was not particularly exceptional, it was already very good compared with ordinary auspicious sites.

It seemed the old Taoist who had chosen the Zhang Family's ancestral burial ground back then really had known his trade.

There was nothing wrong with the feng shui. The sudden trouble at the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard had to have another cause.

Soon, I returned to the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard and began walking among the graves.

When he saw me return, Zhang Yucheng approached again and asked cautiously, "Young Master Wu, have you found anything wrong?"

"Not yet," I said.

Zhang Yucheng fell silent and followed me around the burial ground.

The Zhang Family was certainly wealthy. Even the gravestones were made from top-quality stone, each inscribed with the names of their ancestors.

There were more than a dozen gravestones in the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard, and several marked joint graves.

Zhang Yunyao's grandfather was also buried there.

After making a circuit, I walked to the northwestern corner of the Zhang Family Ancestral Graveyard, stamped my foot three times near a grave mound, and told Zhang Yucheng, "Have someone dig one meter down here."

Zhang Yucheng immediately called over two workers, who began digging.

When they reached a depth of one meter, something eerie happened. Bloody water really did seep out of the ground, and before long, a large patch of soil had turned red.

The workers' faces changed in fright at the sight.

Seeing this gave me some idea of what was going on. I walked over to another grave mound, paced out a spot, and told Zhang Yucheng, "Dig one and a half meters down here."

The two workers were frightened now and didn't dare dig again. What burial ground would have bloody water welling up for no reason? They feared they might disturb something unclean.

"I'll pay extra!" Zhang Yucheng said bluntly.

As soon as the two workers heard that, they perked up and started digging again.

After some time, when they reached a depth of one and a half meters, not only did bloody water seep out of the ground, but they also unearthed something.

It was a square wooden box, exquisitely crafted and covered with a layer of black cloth, which the workers pulled off.

The wooden box was densely covered in strange carved symbols.

I glanced at the wooden box and said, "Take it out."

"I'll pay extra. Take it out." Zhang Yucheng resorted to his usual tactic of throwing money at the problem. Though the two workers didn't want to touch the box, they had no choice but to comply.