Chapter 10 (2/2)

The chilliness he felt was as though summer had suddenly turned to autumn.

Right now, Chen Hao could also feel warmth at his wrist area. And then, the chilliness seizing his body quickly dissipated.

Chen Hao revealed a satisfied smile.

The efforts he went through to bless those magical artifacts didn’t go to waste. It had a solid defense power.

He strolled to an area on the construction site where no sunlight entered.

On the ground, wisps of black energies undetectable by the human eye floated about, looking pretty scary.

Chen Hao hesitated a moment, before reaching out to touch that black energy.

The next moment, Chen Hao could feel a piercing coldness agitating his skin.

He hurriedly retracted his hand, then brought his blessed bracelet close to that black energy.

This time, the black energy retreated as though it had seen its mortal enemy.

Chen Hao forcibly touched the black energy with the blessed bracelet, and the black energy evaporated into thin air instantly.

It worked!

Chen Hao nodded, then kept away his blessed bracelet and stopped experimenting.

Chen Hao started tracing the black energy back to its origin.

A moment later, Chen Hao stood steadily in an area filled with several large holes.

This was the place where the iron nails were rumored to be found.

There were six holes, each about five meters deep. The sun was illuminating the earth right now. He couldn’t tell that there was anything in the holes, and it didn’t even give off a sinister feeling.

But according to the movement of the black energy, Chen Hao was certain that these holes were where the black energies originated.

That meant that the abnormality here came from under the holes.

Too bad Chen Hao wasn’t a fengshui master and didn’t know what the six holes and the six iron nails were about.

But Chen Hao had some criticisms about this place.

If they wanted to develop this place, they could go ahead and develop it. But why did they have to dig out the setup left behind by their forefathers? After all, this didn’t get in their way. Surely they weren’t greedy for that little bit of money from selling the iron?

They only had themselves to blame for their predicament.

Chen Hao shook his head and continued observing other spots.

This time, Chen Hao didn’t discover anything else. It was evident that the abnormalities in Stream Mountain were caused by this black energy.

But as to what this black energy was, and the effect of those iron nails, Chen Hao had no idea. Naturally, Chen Hao had no solution for this issue.

“Indeed. Different professions required different skills. I can only earn a living by helping ghosts.”

Chen Hao turned around and was planning to leave.

He had originally come here out of curiosity and thought it was best if he could resolve the issue, but it was fine if he couldn’t. He wouldn’t force himself to come up with a solution.

He had just turned around when he halted in his steps and looked towards a spot on the side.

This was the famous centuries-old temple in Stream Mountain, Spring Temple.

It was said that this temple existed since the Ming Dynasty, which was around four to five hundred years ago. It definitely qualified as ancient architecture and was worthy of conservation.

Too bad, with the catastrophe, even ghosts and monsters had to take a beating, much less a mere temple.

Someone even maliciously set fire to the temple back then. If it hadn’t been discovered early, half of Stream Mountain would have been destroyed.

Even then, half of Spring Temple was burned, and all that remained was the main hall that was still trying its best to withstand the battering of the winds and rain.

After pausing for a moment, Chen Hao still walked towards Spring Temple.

An odd idea suddenly struck him. He wanted to verify if his thinking was correct.