Seeing this, Lu Ban felt like there were even more ants on his eyes.

Those tiny, dense ants crawled all over his eyeballs, poking the lens with their antennae and occasionally tearing the fragile nerves and muscles of the eyes with their teeth.

"The knowledge of Taoist Heming comes from Xuanjun. This Xuanjun refers to the ancestor of the Nine Classes. They fight for Xuanjun every ten years?"

"Xuan Jun should be from this world. His knowledge is from this world. In other words, the knowledge from this world has polluted Heming Taoist and made him a serious source of pollution in the Wasted City?"

"The silt monster in the waste city was also summoned by the Heming Sect's descendants through a ritual. The silt monster was summoned and bound at the Nanhua Private Renji Hospital decades ago. Does this mean that the pollution in this world may be more profound than it seems?"

Lu Ban took a quick look at the technique of resurrection in the first chapter.

Good job.

Lu Ban exclaimed "Wow" before he even finished reading it.

This art of resurrection is about using the mud monster to absorb the spirit, abandon the body, and thus turn people into zombies.

If we follow the above steps, the situation will become like that of Nan Hua Private Renji Hospital.

Later on, the ritual of becoming a ghoul is also quite bloody, requiring some operations that would be turned into asterisks if spoken out, and is extremely cruel.

As for the means of controlling exotic monsters and traveling to alien lands, each one is more anti-human than the other.

Lu Ban felt that it would be better if this thing was not shown to others.

Closing the book again, Lu Ban glanced at Tang Que sitting opposite him.

The lady didn't really come over, but just stared at Lu Ban with interest.

"So, did you find anything?"

Tang Que asked.

"This thing is really harmful and should be destroyed immediately."

Lu Ban answered immediately.

"You are such an interesting person."

Tang Que looked at Lu Ban with a look a bit like a hungry wolf looking at a lamb.

Lu Ban placed the book on the altar.

"The person who put this book here must have some intention. Xuanjun's position is not that simple."

He said again.

"Ms. Tang, do you know what happened to the previous Xuan Jun?"

"I'm not sure about that. The previous Xuanjun was probably from the group Banshan Xunlong, or maybe a relative of Master Qi."

Tang Que glanced outside the door.

There was already noise outside.

Lu Ban and Tang Que went out and saw Dai Yuanyang and He Chong fighting again, but they were quickly stopped by others.

"I don't know what secret manuals are. If I have that thing, why should I keep it for myself or take it back to the university's research lab? Why should I give it to you?"

Dai Yuanyang said, and it seemed to make sense.

"That book has serious problems. I just checked it. It's best not to read it casually. For safety reasons, I will carry it with me."

Lu Ban turned around and picked up the booklet on the altar.

Suddenly, Lu Ban felt something was wrong.

He looked up.

He found that the eyes of the strange statue of Fang Geng were staring at him. The gaze was so sharp, like a real blade, that it made Lu Ban feel a chill on the back of his neck.

“Is there something wrong with this statue?”

Lu Ban asked.

Tang Que and Shi Buwen walked in and were also a little surprised.

Lu Ban's [True Vision] swept across the statue, but found no clues. It was just a stone statue.

"It may not be peaceful tonight."

Shi Buwen said in a deep voice.

He looked at the strange statue as if he could see through time.

…

evening.

After dinner, night fell over Jiangcheng Mountain.

For Lu Ban, who lives and grew up in the city, the nights in the mountains are very dark.

There are no street lights here, nor any lights from other buildings. In this gloom where even the moonlight is shrouded by dark clouds, darkness grows.

Human beings' fear of darkness is instinctive. It is the fear of the unknown and danger.

Lu Ban did not feel fear, he just felt it was very dark. Only the light in the courtyard gave him some warmth.

He went to the Taoist temple to take another look and saw that the statue was staring at the altar, motionless.

The nine sects have already started looking for the whereabouts of the jade pendant.

There are eight people and nine jade pendants. If you can find one, you can at least guarantee one point, and the extra ones will give you the lead.

For example, if Dai Yuanyang obtained two pieces and Lu Ban did not find any, his score would surpass Lu Ban and he would become the current number one.

Of course, if someone is particularly capable and gets nine jade pendant fragments at once, then he can slack off in at least two projects without falling behind.

"Seventh Master, I heard that the last Xuanjun was from your lineage of moving mountains and seeking dragons. Do you know any details?"

With the help of moonlight, Lu Ban found Qi Ye who was lighting his pipe outside the door.

"Oh, that's true. The last Xuanjun is my cousin. We all call him San'er because he ranks third in this generation of the family."

Mr. Qi took a deep breath of the foul gas from the burning tobacco in the pipe, and slowly exhaled after it soaked his lungs. His eyes were blurred for a moment.

"What happened after he became Xuanjun?"

Lu Ban asked.

"I'm not sure. Anyway, he returned home and died of illness a few years later. He was in Northeast China at the time, and it was not convenient for me to go there."

Qi Ye said as he recalled.

"Xuan Jun will die?"

Lu Ban asked subconsciously.

"Of course he will die. Everyone dies. It is said that Xuan Jun can inherit some methods of immortality, but I think that is bullshit. If Xuan Jun can really live forever, there is no need for us to come here every ten years."

The Seventh Master said in a gentle and easy-going manner.

"Speaking of which, what happened to the previous Xuanjuns?"

Lu Ban suddenly asked again.

"I'm not sure about this, but they should all be dead."

The Seventh Master smiled.

"Could it be that Xuan Jun was tricked into going up the mountain, and then tied up and burned to death in the cave as a sacrifice to the mountain god in exchange for peace?"

Lu Ban said something without any context.

"...Brother Lu, you have such a vivid imagination. Those who have become Xuanjun are all fine. At most, they have learned some of those so-called secret techniques and become possessed. They will be fine."

Seventh Master soothed.

"That's good."

Lu Ban nodded and then walked into the darkness.

He visited several buildings here from the afternoon to the evening.

After a quick check of the locations of the five jade pendant fragments, Lu Ban had no interest in the remaining four. Anyway, as long as he got five pieces, he could guarantee first place, so it wouldn't be a big problem.

Seeing that others were still searching, Lu Ban went straight to the hall where the ink paintings were hanging without saying a word.

He planned to take the piece hidden here first.

But when he walked in, he found that Blind Zhang was sitting here, stroking a piece of emerald green stone in his hand.

When he saw that thing, the brushstrokes of the ink painting in Lu Ban's vision twisted into the cold and indifferent words of the system.

[Found item: Fate Jade 1/9]