Chapter 147 Reckless man!

Yan Qing had a strong affinity for metals and had already learned how to refine instruments. With the help of Lin Du, who could draw the drawings and give explanations on the spot, he made rapid progress with the help of his brainpower and effort.

Xia Tianwu and Ni Jinxuan were already standing outside the courtyard gate, always on guard against the flying ghost-faced bats.

Two men were fiddling with a weird little jammer in front of everyone.

A swarm of bats was approaching outside the door, and two people inside were squatting on the ground, fiddling with something inexplicable.

Ni Jinxuan widened her eyes and watched as a rolling, sticky black cloud came over, flying very low, densely packed, and with subtle vibrating sounds.

It is called the ghost-faced bat because its face looks like a ferocious demon when viewed from the front, and its flapping wings look like a muddy black sea with an eerie luster.

Ni Jinxuan subconsciously felt that it was difficult to breathe, as if the air had become muddy, thick and dark.

Xia Tian instinctively wanted to use fire, but thinking of Lin Du's instructions, he drew the soft sword from his waist.

Ni Jinxuan swung her whip and threw the bat that was already close to the yard away.

The whip made a crisp sound in the air, followed by a burst of blood mist.

But this could not stop the arrival of the large group of ghost-faced bats. When they were about to arrive in large groups, like a huge black tile, covering the courtyard, the group of bats suddenly changed direction strangely, and suddenly the group was in chaos, scattering, bumping into each other, and turning their heads.

The sound of flapping wings in the air turned into the sound of friction and collision, which stopped the first batch of bats that were about to climb over the wall halfway.

Lin Du stood up and rubbed his stiff and sore neck. "Yuan Ye, watch here. The others, follow me out to look for clues. If there is anything, send us a message and we will come back in time."

Yuan Ye was a little scared, but he had to obey his junior master's order. He simply took out his erhu and sat on the coffin.

Before leaving, Yan Qing patted Yuan Ye on the shoulder and said, "Brother, don't be afraid. There is nothing to be afraid of. You have to believe in yourself. This is the coffin you nailed with your own hands."

Yuan Ye said with a bitter face, "I wouldn't believe it even if I nailed it with my own hands!"

Yan Qing: ...

He silently pulled out the knife from his back and said, "Then you should hold the coffin lid tight. The meat cannot grow in vain, and the food cannot be eaten in vain."

Lin Du had already walked into the courtyard opposite. When she opened the door, she was greeted by dust. Fortunately, she was well prepared and covered her mouth and nose with a scarf, so no one would notice.

It just makes me look a bit like a bandit, but there are no other side effects.

Ni Jinxuan followed suit. This yard had been vacant for a long time, so Lin Du simply released his consciousness and carefully explored the entire city.

This is truly an empty town, with no living people. Many courtyards are like this small courtyard, having been abandoned for a long time and covered with countless dust.

However, there are a few mansions that are somewhat strange, with obvious barriers that prevent exploration inside, indicating that there is energy inside.

Lin Du took a look at the three people. Formation is the most difficult skill to learn among cultivators. Since cultivators have so much to learn and it is difficult to take care of everything, at their age, they don’t know much about formation, so it is better for them to study together.

She was like an old hen with her chicks, with three little chicks following behind her, running towards the direction of the abnormality as fast as possible.

Several people followed Lin Du's example. They dared to walk the same path as Lin Du did, not daring to take a wrong step in order to avoid affecting something that should not be provoked.

This time the courtyard was bigger than the previous one. The previous one was just bigger in size, but there was a stone lion at the gate, which clearly showed that it was a family of status.

Lin Du stretched out his hand and pushed the door open, strangely, he did not feel any evil energy.

Several people walked in one after another. From the mottled glazed tiles, blue brick floors, and carved beams and painted buildings, one could still see the grandeur and magnificence of the original mansion.

However, the vegetation in the garden was no longer lush. There were only a few dead flowers and trees that turned into mud at the slightest touch, obviously having been dried up by the wind for a long time.

Xia Tian frowned, "These plants...seem to have had their vitality sucked out of them."

According to the laws of nature, no matter how isolated a city is, it will gradually become wild after people leave. Even in the desert Gobi, the remaining ruins of ancient cities will have stubborn weeds growing on them.

But this place is an absolute dead city.

Judging from the soil, this place is not a desert, nor is it a barren land.

"Another coffin." Lin Du's voice was calm.

But this is not an iron coffin, but an ordinary black coffin. Because it has been so long, the paint on it has already shown mottled cracks, but there is a talisman pasted on the coffin board, and after so many years, it is still as new as ever.

Lin Du stood in front of the coffin in the main hall for a while.

"Master Junior, are there any evil spirits in here? Should we be more careful?"

Lin Du shook his head, "No, there is no evil spirit."

Not only are there no evil spirits, but even resentment and negative energy are gone.

She took out a compass, walked around the main courtyard for a while, and then took out a plow.

"Master Junior, are you setting a trap again?"

Lin Du didn't say anything, but dug faster and faster. He was very familiar with digging, and soon there was a ding sound, and the head of the plow collided with something.

Xia Tianwu's eyes were quick, "Is that... a magic spell?"

"It is a magical stone that has passed through the hands of thousands of people and has been stained by Tongzimei's spiritual stone."

Lin Du dug faster and faster, and dug out a total of seventeen Tongmei. These seventeen Tongmei just formed a small seven-level barrier on the ground.

She lowered her eyes for a while, then turned to look at the coffin, "Soul Sealing Formation."

Compared to the formation in the yard just now, this formation is more punitive.

It is equivalent to trapping the resentful soul inside, unable to get out forever.

Lin Du held the plow, as if he was making a decision. He rarely smiled, but instead slightly frowned and lowered his eyebrows.

"Master Junior... I just walked around the entire mansion, and there is almost no... property inside. Even the bookshelves are empty, as if they have moved. Only the shells are left."

Xia Tianwu and Ni Jinxuan had already searched the entire mansion and found no clues.

"It's not just this mansion, other courtyards are like this too. Only the shells are left." Lin Du was still in deep thought, speaking without any tone.

"How can we find out the secret of this ancient city?" Ni Jinxuan also frowned, "Isn't this embarrassing? This level must be worth tens of thousands of points, right?"

"The absence of evidence itself is the greatest evidence." Lin Du raised his head, "This has already shown that the people in this city are migrating collectively on a large scale, or even abandoning the city en masse."

Ni Jinxuan followed this line of thought, "Large-scale migration is rare, and there is no spiritual energy in this city anymore. Maybe the spiritual energy has been exhausted? And it can't be a natural disaster. If it was a natural disaster, the house would not be intact."

Lin Du nodded. "This reminds me of a record of the migration of an entire city in history."

She looked at Yan Qing, who nodded, "Yes, but that should have been more than a thousand years ago."

Two thousand years ago, there was a town called Liyang. It was a small border town, but it was relatively prosperous. There was a lot of trade and the town was relatively wealthy. However, overnight, it became an isolated city.

Anecdotes from the world of cultivation once recorded that this was one of the ten unsolved mysteries of nearly a thousand years.

"So what do you mean, little master?"

"If this is really Liyang Town, or a one-to-one replica, that would be interesting." Lin Du looked at the huge black coffin.

"I was just wondering what kind of evil spirit would use such a cruel soul-sealing formation to prevent a person from reincarnating during the funeral procession."

Lin Du rubbed his hands and said, "I kind of... want to open the coffin."

The four of us looked at each other and asked, "How about... opening the coffin?"

"What if the resentment hasn't dissipated yet and the ghost returns to the body?"

"Then..." Yan Qing also rubbed his hands, "Beat him?"

"Beat him!" Ni Jinxuan raised the whip.

Lin Du looked at the three people in front of him with emotion. Since when did the disciples of the Supreme Sect become so reckless?

What a bunch of rough guys. Looks like she'll have to tie them up with a rope.

She held the fan in her hand, walked up to the three of them, and knocked on Yan Qing's head with a thump, "Reckless man! Reckless man! You too... reckless man!"

Yan Qing's eyes widened, "Master Junior! Why did you only hit my head? What about the other two?"

Lin Du walked into the main hall with his hands behind his back, "Jinxuan, you won't grow taller if you hit your head. Grow taller."

"No, what about Second Senior Sister?"

"You dare to knock her?"

"..." Yan Qing silently hugged his knife, "嘤."

If Yuan Ye were here, he would have endured it with him.