Legend has it that the graves here have existed for more than half a century.
Every time the government wants to plan a relocation, some supernatural events always occur.
As time went on, the rumors became more and more bizarre.
No one has cared about that piece of land for nearly twenty years.
That piece of land is actually a Feng Shui treasure land.
It is said that this was once the old residence of the Shangguan family, a prominent warlord family in Kyoto many years ago.
The Shangguan family was once as wealthy as a country.
In one night, the entire family was slaughtered, and all 32 members of the family were burned to death.
The fire burned for a whole day and night. When they searched for the remains, only thirty-two charred bodies were left.
Everyone died horribly.
This incident caused a sensation.
Even though decades have passed, some of the older generation still occasionally bring up this matter.
Whenever one mentions the Shangguan family, one will sigh, as all their wealth and glory are gone in the blink of an eye.
But the world doesn't know.
Li Yunting has already built a villa here.
The villa is very big, as big as Wuthering Heights.
The luxury of the villa forms a sharp contrast with the cold and gloomy surroundings.
The manor villa standing among countless graves is like an isolated island surrounded by the dead, shrouded in the shadows of the raised tombs. In this strange place where yin and yang intertwine, the manor villa is like a lonely nobleman, witnessing the end and impermanence of life, submerged in the torrent of time, and turned into a speck of historical dust.
Li Yunting hasn't been here for a long time.
Probably... a year.
Li Yunting entered the room.
There is only one housekeeper here.
Seeing Li Yunting coming, he hurried forward to meet him.
He looked very surprised: "Young Master, you're back."
Li Yunting nodded: "How is he?"
The housekeeper only said: "...not dead yet."
Li Yunting said, "I'll go take a look."
Li Yunting entered the manor villa.
He didn't go up.
Instead, he went to the basement.
The basement is dark and damp.
It turned out to be a water dungeon.
In the center of the huge dungeon, there is an iron cage.
The iron cage was locked with 1,080 locks on all sides.
䀴The iron cage is hung by an iron chain.
Behind the iron chain is an automatic elevator.
They had to endure the torture of being immersed in a water dungeon and drowning several times a day.
Inside the cage sat an old man with a gray beard.
At this time, the cage was slowly floating out of the water.
The old man also surfaced at this moment, and the water on his body slowly receded.
He was sitting in a meditative posture, motionless.
There was no struggle, not even a mess of clothes.
Aside from being soaking wet, he looked like a monk in trance.
There was no trace of pain or struggle on his face.
Unspeakably calm and composed.
Li Yunting walked along the slowly rising bridge inside the water prison.
As soon as he walked to the front of the iron cage.
At this moment, the iron cage was just emerging from the water and appeared right in front of him.
The people inside also heard the footsteps.
Slowly open your eyes.
"Master's physique is truly astonishing. Even at his age, he can actually withstand the torture of this water dungeon."
After the person inside opened his eyes, his gaze was fixed on Li Yunting.
Although his hair and beard are shattered, he doesn't look like an octogenarian at all.
His eyes were sharp, even revealing a murderous intent.
His back is also straight, as if he is in a meditative posture.
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