After returning to Qingyang Temple, I practiced every day as usual.
Zhang Rong left Qingyang Temple the next day, apparently heading down the mountain to take care of something else.
As for Huang Zhang, the Feng Shui practitioner Shen Jun had mentioned, Zhang Rong also told Grandmaster and the others about him. I had no idea how they dealt with it.
I was only an ordinary disciple at Qingyang Temple, and a newcomer at that. Unless my elders assigned me work, I couldn't really ask too many questions about other matters.
About a week later, while playing on my phone as I took a shit, I happened across a local news report.
It was a police incident bulletin.
The police had received a report yesterday morning that a man had been found hacked to death in his home. He had been discovered because his front door was ajar and the smell of blood had drifted out.
The victim's surname was Huang. Since his real name couldn't be disclosed, the report only called him "Huang."
If the person involved had a three-character name, they would call him "Huang XX."
The bulletin immediately caught my attention, not because the victim happened to be surnamed Huang, but because, along with his surname, it also reported that he had been engaging in feudal superstitious activities.
The rest of the bulletin reminded everyone not to believe in such feudal superstitions.
After reading the whole bulletin, I immediately thought of Huang Zhang, the Feng Shui practitioner.
Shen Jun had told us about this man, and Zhang Rong had gone down the mountain the next day.
Then someone in that circle surnamed Huang had suddenly died...
This wasn't just a coincidence. It was far too much of a coincidence.
Even more coincidentally, I saw the news the