It took me a long time to recover from this sudden grievous news. I didn't have the time to think about whether or not there was anything strange about this matter. I directly pulled this person over and asked, "Since it was a massacre, did Zhang Kanwen and Zhang Wenfei also meet with misfortune?"
The person was surprised. Then, he shook his head. "You misunderstood. Uncle Zhao had a younger brother and two nephews. They usually lived together, but they were all killed this time.
As for Uncle Zhao's two outstanding disciples, one was at the Metaphysics Union in the capital, and the other had left to travel a few days ago. I don't think they were involved. "
I heaved a sigh of relief. However, I was still a little suspicious. At the beginning of the exchange competition, Zhang Kanwen had returned to Guangdong. And, a few days ago, the two of them had rushed to Meizhou through the night. Did the people here not know about this?
After sorting out my thoughts, I asked this person, "Do you know the secret behind Grandpa Zhao's death? Or, have you heard any rumors?"
After hearing my question, the person shook his head. "I don't know anything." Then, he hurriedly left.
Whether it was the young man from before or the middle-aged man, when they talked about this matter, their expressions became strange. Although they didn't say anything, their expressions proved that there was a secret behind this matter.
Since I was at the Meizhou branch, I guessed that I wouldn't get any results even if I continued to ask. I stood up and left. After meeting up with Wang Kun outside, I called a taxi to return to the hotel. I asked Wang Kun to drive the car and stay here to observe the movements of the Meizhou branch.
A few days ago, during the exchange competition, I had used up a lot of the talismans I had on hand. After returning to the hotel, I didn't dare to waste any more time. I worked overnight to make enough talismans. Then, I used the True Dragon's vein in the jade bracelet to replenish my Dao energy. After the sun rose the next day, I hurried back to the Meizhou branch.
Halfway there, Wang Kun called me. He told me that the people of the Meizhou branch were carrying a coffin out of the door. It seemed that they were going to send a funeral.
I felt strange. Yesterday, we held a memorial service. Today, we have to take the coffin out of the coffin. Isn't that a bit too hasty?
According to the funeral rites of the Hakka, after holding the funeral in the mourning hall, monks and Taoists should be invited to chant sutras, burn money and do vegetarian rituals to expiate souls. It usually takes a few days before it is time to take the coffin out. Although Fengshui Masters don't need monks or Taoists to expiate souls, it is normal for the body to be kept for a few days to receive more worship. It is really inappropriate to take the coffin out in such a hurry. What's more, it is only seven or eight o 'clock in the morning.
After pondering for a while, I got Wang Kun to drive up to them first. Don't hang up the phone. Tell me the address at any time. I'll rush over here.
When I met up with Wang Kun, half an hour had passed. The funeral procession had left the city and was moving slowly on a quiet road in the suburbs.
Since there weren't many people and carriages in the suburbs, we didn't dare to follow too closely. We stayed far behind them until they entered a cemetery. We didn't dare to follow them, so we had to stop outside.
After stopping the car, I looked at the cemetery in front of me. I felt a little sad.
As a Fengshui Master, he had spent his whole life searching for the dragon's acupoints. He had to prepare a few good places to protect his descendants after he died.
It was a pity that Mr. Zhao had suffered a great calamity. After he died, he could only be buried in this cemetery.
There were not many good graves with good Fengshui. Moreover, in a good Fengshui place, there were only one or two places that could be used as acupoints. In a cemetery where hundreds or even thousands of people were buried, the Fengshui wouldn't be good.
As a Fengshui Master, he couldn't find a good place to rest after he died. It was really sad.
I guessed the funeral procession wouldn't come out for a while. We had to wait outside in silence.
As Wang Kun had stayed up all night, he couldn't stand it anymore. I asked him to go to the back of the car to sleep. I sat there alone and waited.
The Hakka people paid attention to funerals. When they were buried, there were many procedures. However, Mr. Zhao's funeral procession was simple. At noon, the procession that had entered the cemetery left.
I hid there and observed for a long time. Since I wasn't familiar with the people in the Meizhou branch, I didn't find any valuable clues.
Wang Kun woke up around dusk. We went to get something to eat then returned to the cemetery. Wang Kun drove the car to wait for me outside while I sneaked into the cemetery.
Although there were graves everywhere, the newly deceased had a different aura. Soon, I found Mr. Zhao's grave.
When I reached the gravestone, I used my Dao energy to isolate the surroundings. Then, I sat cross-legged and took out a talisman I had prepared last night. I wanted to use it to summon Mr. Zhao's soul.
It was a plan I had come up with yesterday. No matter what the reason was, Mr. Zhao would know. Instead of blindly investigating, it was better to summon his soul and ask.
A feng shui master's soul was much stronger than an ordinary person's. That was why it was much more difficult to summon his soul. Fortunately, Mr. Zhao was different. He hadn't comprehended the Dao energy to enter the Earth Master Realm. He was just an ordinary feng shui master. Although his soul was stronger than an ordinary person's, it wasn't difficult for me to summon his soul.
It was different from the time I had summoned Tong Tong's mother's soul. At that time, I hadn't comprehended the Dao energy yet. I could only use the blood of the deceased as a guide and the soul-summoning spell.
But now, I didn't need to do that. I just needed a talisman to summon his soul.
After I guided the Dao energy in my hand, the soul-summoning talisman glowed and turned into ashes, falling on Mr. Zhao's gravestone. At the same time, an ash-gray light diffused and seeped into the soil under the gravestone.
Everything seemed to be going well. However, after a few minutes, I furrowed my brows.
Mr. Zhao's soul hadn't appeared. The soul-summoning talisman had failed. How could it be?
Mr. Zhao had just died, and his soul was still connected to his body. If I were to summon his soul in front of his grave, it should have been easy. I had never thought that something like this would happen.
After thinking for a while, I understood something. No matter what, Mr. Zhao was a Metaphysician. Although he didn't understand the Dao, the geomancy masters around him were all cultivators. I guessed the enemy who had destroyed his family wasn't a good person.
To hide something, the murderer had thought of the soul-summoning method. He had used some tricks to seal or scatter Mr. Zhao's soul. He had directly cut off the possibility of summoning his soul.
After understanding this, I couldn't help but feel dispirited. I sat there and pondered for a while. Then, I cleaned the ashes of the talismans in front of the gravestone and left the public cemetery. I went with Wang Kun to the city to rest.
The next morning, I went to the Meizhou branch again. Today, the place had returned to normal. There was no mourning hall. Of course, I couldn't sneak in. So, I asked Wang Kun to pretend that I was here to find someone to check the geomancy. After asking around in the shops for a long time and spending a lot of money, I finally got the address of Mr. Zhao's former residence.
Then, we followed the address. The branch in Meizhou was close to the outskirts of the city. It didn't take us long to find the address. It was a small villa in the outskirts of the city.
Although it was a villa, the house in the courtyard was a traditional Hakka building. It was simple and unadorned. It looked more like a warm farm house.
Since I didn't know the situation, I asked Wang Kun to stop the car far away. Then, I sneaked into the house alone.
The courtyard's door wasn't locked and was only ajar. I frowned and didn't dare to directly push the door open. Instead, I hid my aura and climbed up the wall. After confirming that there was no one in the courtyard, I silently jumped down and walked towards the three storey building.
As soon as I reached the end of the corridor, I sensed that there were people in the room. There was also a fluctuation of Dao energy. There should be a feng shui master here. Based on the complexity of the auras, there was more than one person.
Previously, the person from the branch in Meizhou had said that Mr. Zhao's family had been annihilated. Why was there a feng shui master in his former residence?
I was even more careful. Following the fluctuation of Dao energy, I held my breath and focused until I reached an ajar door on the second floor. I peeked through the crack of the door.
There were a total of four people in the room. They were sitting cross-legged in a circle. All of them had their eyes closed. Their hands were folded in front of their abdomens. Looking at their appearances, it was clear that they were using their Dao energy to do something.
As I got closer, I was able to clearly sense the ripples of their powers of the Way. I was also able to determine their level of cultivation. Two of them were about the same level as me, at the later stage of the Sealing Acupoint Realm. As for the other two, I could clearly sense that one of them was at the great circle of the Sealing Acupoint Realm.
The last person made me frown. I couldn't accurately sense this person's realm. However, based on the dense Dao energy fluctuations on his body, I could roughly determine that he was at the Glory Consciousness realm.
With my cultivation realm, I would have been sensed by these people the moment I entered the courtyard.
Fortunately, the dark green energy was concealing me. That was why I was able to make my way to the door.
According to the rules and regulations of the Metaphysics Society, the branch would normally only have one person at the Glory Consciousness realm as the president. Furthermore, that person would be older when they reached the Glory Consciousness realm and would have almost no room for improvement. As for those with better talent who had reached the Glory Consciousness realm, they would almost all be transferred to the headquarters to take on the position of a director. On one hand, it would increase the headquarters' power. On the other hand, it would provide a better cultivation environment for these people.
Under this kind of system, a mere Meizhou branch would have to send out all of their elites if they wanted to put together such a lineup.
Perhaps these people weren't even from the Meizhou branch. Instead, they were local Metaphysics families or sects.
I didn't have the time to think about their backgrounds. I stuck my head out to take a look. I noticed that there seemed to be something in the center of the group of people. However, I couldn't see it clearly from my angle. Helpless, I could only hide at the door and silently wait.
After around twenty minutes, an old man with his back facing me suddenly coughed painfully a few times. He even coughed out a mouthful of blood. After he calmed down, he stood up and said in a flustered and exasperated manner, "The highest realm of that Zhao Dingwu's lineage is only at the intermediate stage of Glorious Memory. Why is this restriction so powerful that we can't break it even with the combined strength of the four of us?"
I didn't pay too much attention to his grumbling. As he stood up, the thing in the center of the group of four was finally revealed to me.
I was extremely familiar with this item. I had personally used it several times. It was Zhang Wenfei's personal magic tool, the Yin Yang Yama Luo Brush!