"When you look in that direction, do you notice anything different?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"That direction?" Liu Xuesong frowned slightly. He looked up at the direction of the mass grave, stared for a long time, but couldn't figure it out. He shook his head and said, "I can't see anything different."
"Concentrate and watch carefully," Ye Xingchen guided him.
Liu Xuesong closed his eyes, then opened them a moment later, and looked in that direction again. This time he focused intently on the look, and after just one glance, his pupils contracted slightly.
Although Liu Xuesong was still unable to see anything with his mortal eyes, he still noticed something when he focused intently on a place of extreme yin.
Although it was still dark before my eyes, there seemed to be countless shadows surging within the darkness. These shadows sometimes gathered into human shapes, and sometimes condensed into a ball of air.
In that instant, Liu Xuesong understood the origin of these shadows. He couldn't help but gasp and turned to look at Ye Xingchen: "Are they all those things?"
“That’s right, it’s all of these things.” Ye Xingchen nodded solemnly.
"This is too... terrifying." Liu Xuesong was taken aback.
Although invisible to the naked eye, there were thousands upon thousands of shadows surging in that place. If they were all the ghosts left behind from the mass grave, then... it was truly terrifying.
"Shall I open your third eye for you?" Ye Xingchen glanced at Liu Xuesong.
"Okay." Liu Xuesong nodded in agreement without hesitation.
"Really?" Ye Xingchen chuckled. "Have you thought this through? Ordinary people may never see these things in their entire lives, and they are extremely terrifying. If you do see them, it is very likely that you will be traumatized."
"Hey, I've been in the army for over ten years, and I've been stationed on the border for nearly ten years." Liu Xuesong smiled and said, "Although I wouldn't dare call myself a ruthless person, I've at least taken a few lives from thugs. Don't worry, I'm not afraid."
"Alright, I'll open your third eye." Ye Xingchen nodded, ran his finger across Liu Xuesong's eyes, and Liu Xuesong took a deep breath and opened his eyes.
When he opened his eyes, his pupils deepened slightly, and his gaze was filled with shock.
Because in his field of vision, at the site of the mass grave, layers upon layers of translucent black and white figures were crammed together, like sardines in a can.
The ground below was littered with severed limbs, and these people were incomplete; some had lost most of their faces, while others had their hands and feet mutated.
Many more people were stripped bare and subjected to all sorts of cruel treatment.
They gathered around the mass grave, surging outwards incessantly, their mouths agape in silent wailing. They seemed to want to escape that place, but the area appeared to be protected by an invisible barrier, preventing them from leaving no matter what they did.
"This..." Liu Xuesong stared in shock at the scene before him, speechless for a long time.
"Those mercenaries broke the restrictions there; someone instructed them to do so." Ye Xingchen frowned slightly.
"What do you mean? Where is the restriction?" Wang Jin was taken aback.
"The Japanese were also afraid of the revenge of ghosts. At that time, they captured living people here to conduct experiments, built crematoriums, and burned the people who died from the experiments, so that their souls would fall into hell."
Ye Xingchen said, "But because there were too many people, their crematoriums probably couldn't keep up, so they dug pits and threw people into them. Because they were afraid that the resentment of the dead would affect their laboratory, they asked a feng shui master from the Jiuju lineage to set up a talisman array to imprison the dead here forever."
Ye Xingchen pointed to the transparent air wall surrounding the mass grave: "That invisible wall traps these dead people here forever, never to be reborn."
"Jinluo City knew about this, so the mercenaries stationed here, destroyed the talisman array, and were about to release the ghosts that had been imprisoned in the mass grave for many years."
"What will be the consequences if they are released?" Liu Xuesong asked.
"When a hundred ghosts roam at night, the surrounding area stretches for thousands of miles, turning it into a living hell." Ye Xingchen said solemnly.
"Ah, they succeeded?" Wang Jin was also surprised.
“It wasn’t completely successful, but look, these spirits are all gathering in the due north direction. If I’m not mistaken, that’s the weakest point in the array.” Ye Xingchen pointed to the due north.
Sure enough, all the transparent shadows were crowding in that direction, indicating that the base of the array in that area was already in grave danger.
"Ye Xingchen, you have to think of something." Liu Xuesong said seriously, "If this formation breaks, it will be a real problem."
"This..." Ye Xingchen looked embarrassed: "It's not my forte. If these things come out, I can do my best to kill a batch of them."
"But the number of vengeful spirits in the mass grave is far more than tens of thousands. My strength is limited. The best way is to repair the array base and then find a way to release all the vengeful spirits."
"Then what should we do? Who is good at this?" Wang Jin asked.
“I have a suitable candidate. Dawn has broken in the east. As soon as it gets light, these vengeful spirits will stop attacking the array base and return to the mass grave. They will move out again at midnight tonight,” Ye Xingchen said. “I’ll find a way to get him to come over.”
As soon as Ye Xingchen finished speaking, a faint light appeared in the east, and dawn was approaching.
As the first rays of sunlight touched the earth, countless vengeful spirits in the mass grave wailed in despair before returning to the grave, and the area returned to tranquility.
"You said you have a suitable candidate? Who is he?" Liu Xuesong asked. "Would he be difficult to invite?"
"It's not hard to ask him, I'll contact him," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"Misfortune may be a blessing in disguise, and a blessing may be a misfortune in disguise." Just then, a clear voice rang out from afar, the sound drawn out and growing closer.
The person speaking seemed both far away and very close.
"Look, speak of the devil, and he appears." Ye Xingchen looked north: "He's here?"
"Haha, do you want to contact me?" With a loud laugh, Zhang Shihao's figure appeared in the distance, and then he took a few steps and was in front of everyone.
It had been a few months since I last saw him. He had changed into a Taoist robe, and his eyes were bright but not revealing. Clearly, his cultivation level had improved considerably.
Moreover, the distance of several hundred meters was covered in an instant, thanks to the Taoist technique of shrinking lightning to the size of an inch.
"Let me introduce you. This is Zhang Shihao, a highly accomplished disciple of Zhang Guangling, the contemporary Celestial Master of the Xuan Yi Sect." Ye Xingchen smiled slightly and gestured for the introduction.
"A master from the Xuan Yi Sect?" Wang Jin was quite surprised.
The Xuan Yi School is the orthodox school of Taoism, and its great reputation goes without saying. Moreover, the contemporary Celestial Master Zhang Guangling is revered as a living immortal by the world. Qiwu Mountain is a famous place with flourishing incense offerings. Many people go there hoping to see Celestial Master Zhang, but they never have the chance. Unexpectedly, his esteemed disciple has appeared here.
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