Chapter 17: Agree and understand (3)

In a small farmhouse in Shanbo Province, Wang Wufeng rolled on the floor due to unbearable pain. Hearing the movement inside the room, a young man in his early 20's rushed in and helped Wang Wufeng, who had fallen to the floor, go back to the bed, with panic and anxiety on his face: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Wufeng gritted his teeth and gasped before saying: "My formation must have been moved. Bring my mobile phone here. I want to call Zhang Wu and ask him what's going on."

Wang Wufeng was a cunning man. He doesn't believe Zhang Zuo, his apprentice. Even his mobile phone has a password and a fingerprint lock. He was afraid that he will see his secrets. So even if he was in pain, he was not at ease to let him make a call for him. Zhang Zuo has long been accustomed to this. He obeyed Wang Wufeng's words and served him carefully every day. He never seemed dissatisfied with him.

Zhang Zuo took the mobile phone inside the cabinet and handed it respectfully to Wang Wufeng. In the past, Wang Wufeng always let Zhang Zuo stay outside when he talked on the phone. But today, he felt so uncomfortable, as if ten thousand ants were devouring his heart. He could only speak because of his strong will, so he didn't care about Zhang Zuo.

Wang Wufeng didn't say to go out, so Zhang Zuo stood aside. Zhang Wu seemed to be expecting Wang Wufeng to call, he picked it up after the ring rang twice.

"Master Wang, this is the first time you contact me on your initiative for so many years." Zhang Wu smiled over the phone and said with hate: "I don't know how Master Wang is doing now?"

Wang Wufeng had no intention to beat around the bush. He gritted his teeth and asked: "Did you move your ancestral grave? You must remember that once you moved your ancestral grave, your daughter’s condition will deteriorate rapidly and will not last even for 2 hours."

Zhang Wu looked at the watch on his wrist and laughed: "To be honest, I just had a video call with my daughter, and she looks more energetic than yesterday. And my family's ancestral grave… …" He paused on purpose. It took a while before he continued: "The excavation began at 5 o'clock this morning, and now 5 coffins have been removed. By the way, I also burned that evil thing you buried. It smells so bad. I don't know if you have smelled it?"

Wang Wufeng stood up fiercely from the bed and even hit his head on the ceiling: "Impossible, I set up a deadly formation there. Once someone destroys it, it will backlash. It's impossible for you to successfully move your ancestral grave. "

When Zhang Wu heard this, he couldn't help but rejoice that he had invited the right person. If he invited someone who didn't know the depth of this formation, he might not only endanger his daughter's life but also face a lawsuit.

"Master Wang, there are many people outside the mountain. Your formation didn't even enter the eyes of the master I invited." A trace of hatred flashed in Zhang Wu's eyes: "You have ruined the feng shui of our family's ancestral grave and killed my son. I will watch how you will suffer from retribution with my own eyes."

When Wang Wufeng heard the beeping sound from the phone, a trace of despair flashed across his face. Others didn't know what formation he has set up, but he knew it clearly in his heart. He knew the consequences of being backlashed by this big formation.

Wang Wufeng knew that he had a short life span when he learned Feng Shui from his master. He knew that he could only live up to 60 years. Everyone yearns to live a long life, Wang Wufeng was no exception. It's just, ordinary people just think about it, but Wang Wufeng not only dared to think about it but also dared to do it.

Since the day he knew his fate, he had been looking for a way to continue his life. After looking for more than 10 years, he found a method. However, this method was very insidious. He needed to bury eighteen corpses of the same origin into a deadly land. After setting up the deadly formation, using the corpses as the foundation, and using the descendant as the carrier, he can nourish back his life essence. Although the effect was slow, it can indeed prolong one's life.

Only a few people know this method, after all, it's quite difficult to implement. First, there were very few deadly lands with many evil spirits. And even if you found one, it's very difficult to find 18 corpses of the same origin. Meaning, they must be a family of the same blood.

People like this can only be found in places where they have ancestral tombs. Mostly, the ancestral tombs only have 2 to 3 generations. What's more, people with ancestral tombs attached great importance to feng shui very much. They pay attention to the safety of the land and will not easily move their ancestor's coffins. And even if there was a compelling reason to move the graves, they will look for a respectable Feng Shui Master to find them a good place for the prosperity of their descendants. People with brains will not move their ancestral grave to a dead land.

Wang Wufeng searched for more than 20 years and traveled all over the country before he met Zhang Wu, a big fool. If he failed to use such a person,  Wang Wufeng will feel sorry for his hard work for so many years!

Since he set up this deadly formation, nothing happened for 10 years. Wang Wufeng originally thought he would have no problem living up to 70 or 80 years, but Zhang Wuju regretted it. The most annoying thing was that he found someone better than him. This Feng Shui Master broke his formation.

Suddenly, there was another wave of unbearable pain eating his heart. Wang Wufeng's leg softened and he fell heavily on the bed. He tried to sit up, but his palm slipped. Only then he realized blood slipping out his skin.

"Open my box." Wang Wufeng rubbed the blood in his palm and looked at Zhang Zuo with red eyes: "There is a small lacquered wood jar in the box. Take it out."

"Alright, Master." Zhang Zuo took a bunch of brass keys from Wang Wufeng's belt and carefully opened the lock on the box under the bed.

There was not much in the box, only a few tattered books, a compass, 3 porcelain bottles with medicine, a stack of talisman paper, and a black lacquered wood jar.

At this time, Wang Wufeng, who was half-sitting on the bed, collapsed on the bed again. Blood kept flowing out of his body and spread on the bed. He was in so much pain that he didn't even have the strength to reach out his hand. He weakly urged Zhang Zuo: "Hurry up!"

Zhang Zuo put his hand into the box, but instead of taking the lacquered wood jar, he took out the books next to it and looked at them, page by page.

Wang Wufeng's eyes widened in pain, he had a hideous expression on his face as he exhausted all his strength, saying: "I…ask…you…take…jar…"

Zhang Zuo flipped through the book slowly. It didn't take him a long time to find what he was looking for. There was a small lacquered wood jar painted on the book, which looked exactly like the one in the box.

"Double body method…" Zhang Zuo chuckled lightly and waved the book in his hand at Wang Wufeng: "Are you people in this field only think about harming others? I think it's a waste for you to use this good thing. It's better to leave this to your apprentice."

Seeing Wang Wufeng's eyes widening in disbelief, Zhang Zuo laughed and used the key to open another cabinet in the room. There were stacks of cash inside.

"Master, I really have to thank you for not trusting even the bank. Otherwise, I would have to take your card in there to withdraw money." After putting all the money in the suitcase, Zhang Zuo also put all the talisman, porcelain bottle, and lacquered wooden jar in it. And then, continued to look through the old books: "Does your book say that you will die in a few days? Or that I will set up a fire and burn you? There is no one here, you will turn into ashes before anyone finds out about it."

Wang Wufeng was completely speechless at this time. His eyes were bulging like a goldfish while staring at Zhang Zuo fiercely, and there was a gurgling noise in his throat.

"Can't speak so soon? Did your throat turn into water?" Zhang Zuo looked at his distorted face and laughed happily: "This is great ah. I didn't expect to see you like this in this life. You have been using me like a servant. Today, I will show you which of us is the real master."

Zhang Zuo pushed inside the 50 kilograms of liquor in the kitchen. This liquor was bought from a nearby village this year. It has a full 60 degrees of alcohol. Wang Wufeng drinks 2 cups of it every day.

"Don't you like to drink? I will feed you well today!" Zhang Zuo scooped out the liquor and poured it on Wang Wufeng's body. When the strong wine fell on his body, it damaged his skin and slightly made a slight tingling sound, which made Wang Wufeng's conscious again in pain.

Aside from pouring liquor to Wang Wufeng's body, Zhang Zuo sprinkled it all over the house. Zhang Zuo looked at Wang Wufeng, whose eyes were wide opened and could only gasp, then waved his hand happily: "Master Wang, goodbye."

When the lit match fell on Wang Wufeng's body, Zhang Zuo ran outside. After he got out of the yard, he took out a piece of talisman and folded it into a paper plane, then threw it into the window. In an instant, the farm courtyard was surrounded by a sea of ​​fire.