novelden Chapter 4211 Too Many Enemies
Chapter 4211 Too Many Enemies
Zhang Qing'an was extremely anxious. His son and grandson were the apple of his eye, and he would be devastated if they were gone.
Being a江湖 (jianghu, a term referring to the martial arts world) is not an easy thing. Many people do not understand the rules of the江湖, and the principle of not harming one's family is not something that all江湖 people will abide by.
In the current situation, it's clear that Lao Zhang is being targeted. The other party can't do anything to us, and Zhang Qing'an is the only one who is relatively easy to deal with compared to us.
I followed Zhang Qing'an to a bedroom on the first floor. There was a double bed in the bedroom, and a man who was almost fifty years old was lying on the bed. A middle-aged woman, who was in her forties, was sitting next to him, wiping away tears.
Zhang Qing'an originally had a grandson who died, and now his son has a child late in life. Now this situation has arisen, and Zhang Qing'an must feel like the sky has fallen.
Reaching the bedside, Zhang Qing'an sighed and said, "Xiao Jie, you have to help me. If they're gone, I don't want to live anymore."
"Senior Zhang, don't talk nonsense. I'm here. What are you afraid of? No matter what happens, we'll face it together."
As I spoke, I lifted the blanket on the bed. Zhang Qing'an's son, Zhang Dapeng, and his grandson, Zhang Jincheng, looked basically the same.
Red spots resembling snakes coiling around the waist appeared on their waists and continued to spread. Some areas had already begun to rot, with pus oozing out. The stench that had been smelled outside the yard earlier was coming from the father and son.
When I looked at the condition of the father and son, Zhang Qing'an said, "Xiao Jie, the symptoms on their bodies are neither evil nor yin. If they were, I could handle it myself. I originally thought that the decoction made from the leaves of the Zhaoyao tree would work, but it only worked for one day. The next day, the symptoms would relapse, and it seemed to be even more serious than before. So I dared not use it. This matter is definitely not simple."
“Senior Zhang, this matter is definitely not simple. My initial deduction is that some enemy wants to harm us and deal with the rest of us. He doesn’t dare to make a move, mainly because he doesn’t have the opportunity. But dealing with you is much easier. You live in the village and have no security. The rest of us either live in Yanbei or in the Maoshan Sect. Even if the other party wants to make a move, he will have to consider whether he can leave alive. Compared to us, you are the easiest one to target.”
“But we have too many enemies, like the Nine Chrysanthemums First Class, the One Pass Dao, the Black Water Holy Spirit, the Black Demon Sect… and the Spiritual Cultivation Sect we offended some time ago. Maybe there are still some spies from the Spiritual Cultivation Sect that we haven’t finished dealing with. It’s too hard to guess.” Zhang Qing’an was extremely frustrated.
“No matter what, this incident has taught us a lesson. You can’t live here anymore. Either buy a courtyard house in Yanbei and become my neighbor, or do what Brother Gu did and move your whole family to Maoshan Sect. That way, your family won’t suffer because of you,” I reminded him.
“Once you enter the world of martial arts, there’s no turning back. I’ll listen to you. Let’s save my son and grandson first, and we can talk about the rest later,” Zhang Qing’an said.
I looked at the father and son again. Their condition did not show any signs of poisoning or curses, nor did it involve any evil spirits. That left only one possibility: it was caused by the feng shui arrangement.
I have handled many similar situations. I remember back in Northeast China, I handled a case where an ex-wife murdered her ex-husband. The solution was to manipulate the feng shui of their home. The employer and his son were both severely affected by the negative energy. The only way to resolve this was to break the feng shui arrangement.
After I covered myself with the quilt, I called Zhang Qing'an out of the house and into the yard.
Looking back at their three-story house, he asked, "Grandpa Zhang, when was this house built? It wasn't even built when your grandson was born."
“Construction started a few months ago, and I just moved in after returning from Singapore. Then this happened. Did someone tamper with my newly built house?” Zhang Qingan began to examine his house more closely.
“It’s not impossible, but you’re being too high-profile. Building this building in the village, aren’t the villagers envious?” I looked at Zhang Qing’an.
“I had no choice. Actually, my son and daughter-in-law don’t know how much money I have. Every now and then, I give them a sum of money, like 100,000 or 200,000 yuan. A while ago, my son asked me to build a big house. At first, I disagreed, but then my son said that the old house was too dilapidated and that my grandson would never be able to find a wife, so it was time to improve our living conditions. I thought it wouldn’t cost much, so I let him build the house. I never expected that this kid would build such a nice house,” Zhang Qingan explained to me.
By this time, I had already taken my compass and started wandering around the newly built three-story house in Zhang Qing'an's home.
I carefully circled the compass from the outside in, from top to bottom, but found nothing unusual.
As I was turning the compass, Zhang Qing'an followed behind me. More than half an hour later, I returned to the courtyard, wondering what had gone wrong.
"Xiao Jie, do you suspect that someone has tampered with my newly built house?" Zhang Qing'an asked hurriedly.
"I'm not sure. So far, I haven't seen anything wrong with your house. Although there's no good feng shui arrangement, it's not enough to cause strange illnesses in your family."
“Since there’s no problem with the house, then it must be a problem with the ancestral graves. Why don’t I take you to my family’s ancestral graves to take a look? My master even helped me choose a place for my family’s ancestral graves. When my father passed away, I moved the ancestral graves there,” Zhang Qing’an said.
Since it was Zhang Qing'an's master, Liu Fangyao, who chose the burial site, there probably isn't any major problem.
Those who practice Taoism will know some metaphysical arts to some extent, even a slovenly Taoist priest knows a little bit.
With the skills of a slovenly Taoist priest, helping people choose a burial site and a date is more than enough for him.
The main reason is that Liu Fangyao is highly skilled in cultivation. As soon as I heard that he was the one who chose the burial site, I felt very reassured.
However, it cannot be ruled out that someone has tampered with Zhang Qing'an's ancestral graves recently.
I hesitated for a moment and said, "Senior Zhang, this is no joke. Your ancestral graves must be quite far from this village, right? And are there any people around here?"
“That’s right, it’s quite far from the village. Are you worried that someone might ambush us at our ancestral graves?” Zhang Qing’an’s expression immediately turned serious.
“That’s right, you’ve forgotten what happened with Yuan Kong last time… The enemy is very likely using a strategy of besieging a point to attack reinforcements, defeating us one by one. I think it’s necessary to call all the brothers over.” I said seriously.