"My wrist was swollen after I came back, and I felt dizzy and had nightmares. I dreamed that the person following us that day was Lord Huo."

He Jixing's face was full of fear, and he was obviously very scared.

"You should have a good rest."

After Gu Feirui finished speaking, he and Gu Lingze stood up and walked towards the door.

"I know the mansion that He Jixing is talking about. Let's go there now."

The two men jumped on their horses and ran quickly towards the south of the city.

When they got there, there was silence all around. Gu Feirui looked at the dark door and felt that it was like a wild beast, with its mouth open, waiting for them to go in.

He couldn't help but think of the time when he saw Qi Yixuan being "excited" and felt a sharp pain in his calves.

"Second brother, what are you standing there for? Come in." After saying this, Gu Lingze pushed open the door and stepped in.

Gu Feirui had a wry smile on his face. If he had known this would happen, he should have stayed in the camp for questioning. But it was too late to regret now. He could only quickly follow Gu Lingze inside.

As soon as Gu Lingze entered, he knew that this was a haunted house. He looked at the headless ghost floating in the air and asked, "Where is that thing?"

Gu Feirui thought Gu Lingze was talking to him and was about to ask what he meant, but he saw that the other party was looking up into the air, and he suddenly felt like crying.

"If you tell me, I will send you to reincarnate. If you don't tell me, I will send you to reincarnate." Gu Lingze produced a talisman paper in his hand and raised it, "You decide for yourself."

It’s not that Gu Lingze doesn’t want to look for it himself, but after the Rakshasa crawls out of the ground, it will absorb all the yin energy nearby. Now that three days have passed, that place has probably become so ordinary that it can’t be more ordinary.

Unless he dug deep into the entire mansion, he probably wouldn't be able to find it.

The headless ghost thought about it and made a gesture of invitation to him in the air.

Gu Lingze had just taken two steps when he felt his sleeve being pulled.

"Lingze, I beg you, can we come back during the day?"

Gu Lingze patted his shoulder and said, "Second brother, if you really feel uncomfortable, go to the door and wait for me. I will be out soon."

Waiting alone at the door? Wouldn't that be even more terrifying! Gu Feirui was so upset that he could only force himself to walk inside with Gu Lingze.

Because no one had lived there for decades, the bricks and stones on the road had become bumpy. The two men didn't bring lanterns, so Gu Lingze took out a fire talisman to help them light the way.

When they reached the back of a side courtyard, the headless ghost pointed there and Gu Lingze walked forward to take a look.

"Brother, do you have a dagger?"

Gu Feirui nodded with a bitter face. Gu Lingze also took out a dagger from his boots, pointed at that place and said, "Dig."

The two of them squatted in the backyard of the haunted house in the middle of the night, digging the soil with daggers. After digging for about a quarter of an hour, they suddenly heard a "dang" sound, and Gu Feirui's dagger seemed to hit something hard.

Gu Feirui suddenly became stiff all over and didn't dare to move, for fear of seeing something he shouldn't see.

"Brother, move aside."

After Gu Feirui moved over, Gu Lingze squatted at the place where he had just dug and dug twice more, digging out a round stone from the soil.

He narrowed his eyes as he looked at the words above. He was really wrong before. It was Cheng Jiao who did it.

Gu Lingze waved the dagger and dug out the remaining stones. Gu Feirui bravely went over to take a look. Each stone was covered with a bright red patch and no one knew what was painted on them.

"Ba Yin Dou." Gu Lingze sneered. No wonder the Rakshasa was so powerful. It turned out that Cheng Jiao had buried a Shi Gen formation on this fire land.

'Gen' is one of the Eight Trigrams, representing a mountain. It also means strong or hard. It is pure yang and also contains extreme yin.

To gather the Yin energy, first use pure Yang objects to set up a "Yin-pulling bowl" to absorb the Yin energy hidden in the ground.

These round stones represent the roundness of the sky and the squareness of the earth, and the corners of the formation are drawn on them with the blood of rooster combs. The Yin energy drawn out by the Yin Bowl will continuously provide Yin energy to the corpses underground. Within five years, the Rakshasa will not only be able to break out of the ground, but his strength will also be extremely powerful.

Gu Lingze called Gu Feirui over to continue digging, and soon they found a coffin.

Just as he was about to open the coffin lid, the wronged ghosts around him scattered and ran away to no one knew where.

It seems that the person lying in the coffin is the murderer who killed everyone in this mansion. Cheng Jiao did everything he could to suppress them and prevent them from reincarnation even after their death.

Gu Lingze held his breath and opened the coffin lid. Inside was a skeleton covered with red hair.

If one is not a very evil person during his lifetime, he will not become a Rakshasa after his death. No matter whether he is a human or a ghost, he is full of evil.

He sat cross-legged with his palms facing each other, his right index finger and little finger overlapping on his left index finger and little finger respectively, and his left and right middle fingers and ring fingers placed side by side.

"Thunder is the key to heaven and earth."

A continuous aura suddenly surged from Gu Lingze's body. He injected a stream of spiritual energy into the tips of his middle fingers and chanted a spell.

"The Supreme Jade Purity King governs the thirty-six heavens. In the Nine Heavens, he transforms into the ten directions. With his hair untied, he rides a unicorn, walks barefoot on layers of ice, controls the nine heavens with his hands, and whips the wind and thunder."

As soon as Gu Lingze finished speaking, there was a flash of lightning and thunder in the sky. A loud thunderclap exploded, making Gu Feirui's ears buzz.

A flash of thunder streaked across the sky, making it as bright as day. Strong winds blew around and loud rumbling noises were heard in the sky.

The rolling clouds spit out a dazzling white light, and a long, jagged streak of lightning slashed down like a sharp sword. The flashing electric sparks hit the coffin in front of Gu Lingze heavily.

The wooden board immediately broke into pieces and exploded, emitting countless sparks.

Eighteen bolts of lightning lashed down like whips, and the skeleton in the pit had already turned into ashes and dissipated.

Gu Feirui had become a clay or wooden sculpture standing nearby, staring in amazement at everything that was happening before his eyes.

Gu Lingze stood up, and the rolling thunder in the clouds gradually dissipated. After a while, the layers of dark clouds also dispersed, revealing the bright moon in the sky.

"I have avenged you. This person has been reduced to ashes and will never be reincarnated again. You can go and be reborn."

After saying that, he took out three incense sticks and stuck them into the ground like last time.

A breeze blew by, and Gu Lingze breathed a sigh of relief. After being busy all night, he finally got everything done.

"Brother, let's go."

Gu Lingze took a few steps forward and found that Gu Feirui was still standing there in a daze.

He walked over and waved his hand in front of Gu Feirui, "Second brother, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Feirui grabbed his wrist and looked at him intently, "Is it that every time there is thunder, it is God striking these things?"

Gu Lingze suddenly felt like teasing him, so he shrugged and said, "Not necessarily. Maybe it's the thunder tribulation for cultivators like us. So every time there's thunder, we shout, 'Which fellow cultivator is going through the tribulation here?' If it's someone from the same path, we'll respond."