Yan Chiyu scanned the laboratory again, scrutinizing every detail. As if he had spotted something, he stopped in front of a withered plant, the only clean spot, free of dust and tangled webs.
I could vaguely see a figure cleaning. The shadow flickered, and I couldn't make out its exact shape, but it looked like a guy with a bent body wearing a foreign military uniform.
He narrowed his eyes, then flicked out a talisman to disperse the afterimage of the repetitive sweeping motion. He was about to turn and move away.
"Don't move!"
Wu Yue suddenly called out to Yan Chiyu.
The young man looked up, puzzled.
Wu Yue frowned. "The place where you are seems to be the center of the formation."
Upon hearing this, Yan Chiyu stopped moving and listened attentively to Wu Yue's explanation, occasionally chiming in with his own thoughts.
"Do you remember the old lady we met at the Xiang family's house last time?"
"I remember her name was Kurikawa."
“Yes. Madam Xiang used a Yin-Yang talisman to save Liuguang. The Yin-Yang talisman is different from the yellow talisman you used, and the smell is different too. I smelled it, although it was very faint, but the smell was definitely that of the Yin-Yang talisman... Moreover, there was more than one of these Yin-Yang talismans. There were four corners.”
Yan Chiyu understood, "You mean—the entire laboratory is actually a formation carrier."
"That's right."
Wu Yue walked to the center of the laboratory and crouched down.
She stretched out her hand, palm down, and unleashed a burst of golden light.
Immediately afterwards, a black magic circle suddenly rose from beneath the laboratory. The black magic circle had an eerie color, and wisps of black smoke were drawn into it, leaping and bounding like weasels in a melon field, desperately trying to escape the area of the magic circle, but they were pulled back as soon as they poked out halfway.
All that could be heard were broken, shrill screams.
Wu Yue retreated, her face pale, the chill emanating from her almost causing her to lose her footing.
Yan Chiyu, being in a position, could clearly see all these changes.
What black smoke! That's people's souls, their resentment!
"Help!"
"It hurts! No! Don't touch me!"
"Uncle, can I go home after I get the medicine?"
"Test subject No. 59 died, No. 60 died, and No. 70 died."
"Sir, that crater is full, and many corpses have spilled out."
"Father, Mother, boohoo, I'm scared..."
"It is your honor to dedicate yourselves to a great experiment."
"Master, set up an array for me. Even the dead can be used for experiments, right?"
"I want them to serve me for all eternity."
...
These people not only experimented on living people, but also set up arrays after their deaths to trap their souls there forever, repeatedly using them to achieve their own purposes.
The villagers of Lingyan Village are as if they have been cursed.
They cannot be reincarnated, nor can they be brought back to life.
They are the vengeful spirits of the night, the living dead of the day.
They live like zombies, generation after generation.
Wu Yue's face flushed red with anger, "I want to dig up the graves of these culprits and whip their corpses!"
“They’ve already turned into dust; you can’t find them even if you try.” Yan Chiyu’s cold eyes narrowed. After a pause, he continued, “Since they are heinous criminals, I believe the King of Hell will send them to the eighteenth level of hell for a proper education. What we need to do now is to set these people free.”
The young man sighed.
"Alright, let's break this damn formation first."
Wu Yue reached out her hand, already impatient.
Yan Chiyu tossed a small black stone where he was standing and said, "Go outside first, then we'll make our move."
"Yes, yes, I was almost driven crazy with anger." The girl grabbed Yan Chiyu's sleeve, and the two of them only stepped out together after confirming that Tie Zhu and Cui Hua had taken all the documents.
...
The entrance to Lingyan Village.
Cheng Pingxi and Uncle Min stood in front of the wooden gate of the courtyard. Cheng Pingxi pointed to the distant mountain and stared in disbelief: "Uncle Min, look, didn't that mountain explode? Smoke is billowing and strange flames are shooting into the sky."
Uncle Min took out his reading glasses from his pocket, looked at them, and then nodded seriously, "It seems that the Second Young Master and Miss Wu Yue have succeeded."
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