I use the fox fairy to suppress all ghosts

Master Zhou had taken a look beforehand and said there was a problem with the southeast acupoint. Even Master Zhou could see the problem, which means the problem was already quite obvious.

A truly powerful feng shui master's arrangement should be subtle and unassuming, so that no one can tell where the problem lies; only then can it be considered truly skillful.

I noticed it too; there's a tower in the southeast direction, some distance from Mr. Zhou's ancestral graves.

When the Zhou family chose their ancestral graves, they didn't pay any attention to the tower in the distance, but this sowed the seeds of future trouble.

Generally speaking, the ancestral grave site should not be near garbage dumps, slaughterhouses, hospital morgues, prisons, or even ancient battlefields or mass graves, which are places with heavy yin energy, bad luck, and resentment. If the grave is near such a place, the entire family will be prone to illness, strange occurrences, depression, and a very low fortune.

That crematorium was similar to the places mentioned above, and it was supposed to be far away, so it shouldn't have much impact on the Zhou family's ancestral graves.

However, a skilled feng shui master will utilize everything available in the surrounding area to arrange the feng shui layout.

After careful observation, I realized that if I were to set up a harmful feng shui arrangement myself, I would definitely make use of the tower of that abandoned crematorium.

Based on this situation, I began to repeatedly deduce the location of the formation's core.

I can generate at least seven or eight different feng shui formations using the abandoned crematorium tower.

The location of the key point of each magic array is different, which makes it somewhat difficult.

Then I'll go with the most inauspicious feng shui formation. In this way, I quickly determined the location of the key point of the formation. I measured it with my feet and pointed to a spot in the middle of several graves, saying, "Here, dig down one meter and see if there's anything there."

As I spoke, I took out a hoe and a shovel from the dragon and tiger mirror and handed them to Uncle Tiger and Little Fatty respectively.

The two men took the tools, walked to the spot, and began digging.

When Little Fatty swung his hoe, his body swayed slightly, and he felt somewhat unsteady on his feet.

But soon, the chubby boy muttered, "Ouch, I guess I'm not full. I feel a little dizzy."

As he was saying this, Little Fatty was about to start digging again when I realized things were going badly and quickly waved my hand, "Wait a minute..."

Little Fatty and Uncle Tiger looked at me with puzzled expressions.

"What's wrong, Xiao Jie?"

I activated my third eye and glanced at the spot where Little Fatty had just dug with his hoe. I saw that the pit he had dug was emanating a very dense aura of malevolence. This aura was blackish-purple, and it was definitely not ordinary in its ferocity.

"Little Fatty, come here!" I called out.

Little Fatty, looking confused, walked towards me with a nervous expression: "What's wrong?"

"You've been affected by the talisman buried below. You might end up like Master Zhou, coughing up blood soon."

As I spoke, I took out the Heavenly Gang Seal and slapped it directly onto Little Fatty's back, then took out the Eight-Foot Jade Ornament and placed it over his head.

This malevolent energy entering the body is no joke. We must eliminate it as soon as possible before it spreads throughout Xiao Pang's body to prevent future troubles.

Afterwards, I went to that place again, observed it carefully, and looked up at Master Zhou: "Master Zhou, did you stay here for a long time before?"

Master Zhou was taken aback, then nodded and said, "That's right, I feel something's strange here, but I can't quite put my finger on it, so I've been standing here thinking about it for a long time..."

“That’s right, you were also struck by evil energy. It’s even more powerful than a curse, but it’s alright. I’ll break the core of this formation and everything will be fine,” I said seriously.

"With such a strong malevolent aura, why haven't they dug it up?" Master Zhou said with some concern.

"It's alright." With that, I had Uncle Tiger and Little Fatty hand over the hoe and shovel. I tied the peach wood nails that my master had left me to the shovel and the hoe respectively, and then pasted talismans to suppress evil energy on them.

In this way, the evil energy will not spread to the two of them.

The peach wood nails were handcrafted by my master, and they inherently possess the ability to block evil energy.

After that was done, I let Uncle Tiger and Little Fatty continue digging.

The two of them started digging, and the rest of us stood by and watched. After about half an hour of digging, Uncle Hu excitedly shouted, "Young Master, we've dug something up!"

I looked inside and saw a tattered cloth with some dried black blood on it.

The tattered cloth was bulging, and it looked like there was something wrapped inside.

Uncle Tiger and Little Fatty are both very experienced; they know that these kinds of protective objects shouldn't be touched lightly, or you might get hurt.

Master Zhou was so struck by the malevolent energy that he coughed up blood just by standing on it, which shows that this talisman is no ordinary evil.

Seeing the talisman buried underneath, I took out rubber gloves from the Dragon and Tiger Mirror, intending to retrieve it myself.

"Young Master, let me do it. How can I let you do this kind of work?" With that, Uncle Hu reached out to take my rubber gloves.

"No need, I can do it myself, it's dangerous." I waved my hand, put on rubber gloves, jumped into the pit, and lifted the rag and the contents inside out from the pit, placing it on the ground.

“Young Master Wu, this rag doesn’t look simple. It looks like a shroud, and a refined one at that. It’s been exposed to the sun on the grave for at least many days,” Master Zhou said.

"Master Zhou has a good eye. This is a shroud, and it looks quite old."

As I spoke, I gently opened the shroud, and sure enough, it contained some strange-looking things. The first thing was a piece of wood, which was completely rotten, but there were some strange runes on it.

Beneath that piece of wood hung a piece of ancient jade with natural blood stains.

Besides these two items, there was also a bronze cone, a three-edged bronze cone, with the characters for plague, disease, and disaster engraved on it, all in seal script.

Seeing these things gave me goosebumps.

Within one of the array's cores, four extremely malevolent creatures were placed, demonstrating that the Zhou family was left with absolutely no chance of survival.

Looking at these strange things, Master Zhou couldn't help but ask, "Young Master Wu, I only recognize a shroud. What are the rest of these?"

"This piece of rotten wood is called the 'Crossing Calamity Yin Sha Stake.' It's a decayed coffin taken from an ancient tomb that's hundreds of years old. The runes on it are 'Funeral Script,' a script used in ancient times specifically for burying the dead. When burying this 'Crossing Calamity Yin Sha Stake,' it needs to be done at the extreme Yin time of Hai hour (9-11 PM - 1 AM) when the top of the stake is aligned with a specific direction, which is the direction of the tower at the abandoned crematorium." I patiently explained to Master Zhou.

"Young Master Wu is truly amazing. I've never even heard of the Calamity-Crossing Yin Sha Stake before." Master Zhou gave me a thumbs up.