C35 (1/2)

This was no ordinary Marble, there were actually traces of red on it.

That should be blood or cinnabar, but Marble were metal.

The metal did not have Yin and Yang energy, so when something with yang energy was applied to the metal, it would be able to cause all the positives on it to evaporate.

I looked at the broken window. After the window was broken, the dark room actually started to shine brighter.

At this moment, I finally understood why the room was so dark. It turned out that the room was shrouded in yin energy, and even the windows were covered.

Ordinary people could not see it with their naked eyes, but they could feel the darkness.

And exactly because of the condensation of the yin energy, Liu Qing was unable to open the door when he was outside.

This situation was caused by the accumulation of Miasma, but it could also be understood to be caused by ghosts.

Since the door could not be opened, it would be impossible for him to knock on the window using ordinary methods.

They could only use this kind of Marble to shatter the glass, but …

What method did this Liu Qing use to calm the surrounding aura?

It seemed like he was the one who had come to pay his respects or to try his best during this period of time.

He was clearly dressed like a city man, running to such a remote place, and even going to Aunt Zhang's house?

Who is this, and what role is he playing?

At this moment, everything quieted down, and I didn't leave immediately. Just now, when that thing was grabbing my neck, I thought of a few clues.

Returning to the position where my foster father's corpse was that day, I looked in the direction where he was lying on the ground.

That day, the body of the foster father seemed to have been moved, suddenly changing from lying down to lying down, and in a licking position on the ground.

Actually, I misunderstood my father's death was due to him sticking out his tongue, and the actual meaning behind that gesture …

It should be a very pious kowtow.

Kneeling on the ground, in a prostrate position, if I remember correctly, those widened eyes of mine were staring straight at a certain direction …

I took a deep breath and kowtowed to her, looking in that direction …

Now that he thought about it, his foster father's eyes had been directed toward the door of the house, which was the center of the yard.

There was nothing in the courtyard except for some weeds and broken stones.

I wandered around the yard, trying to find something of value.

Suddenly, I saw something different in the middle of the courtyard …

There were also some weeds in the middle of the yard. However, the color of the soil underneath the weeds seemed to be different from the normal soil.

I frowned slightly and walked over. I picked up a handful of soil and found that the soil here was slightly dark red compared to other places.

The earth on our side was black, and this dark red was so close to black that it would have been impossible to see if we hadn't looked at it closely.

After looking at them carefully, he realized that these dark red things … It felt rough, but it didn't feel like earth …

Instead, it looked like … After the wood was broken into pieces, it began to rot on the ground, forming a faint fragrance.

I was startled. I never knew that there was such a wood in the village. From an early age, what kind of wood there was in the village was something that I knew quite well.

In fact … I've never heard of such a plant before...

I picked up a shovel and started to dig along the dark red soil.

After digging about fifty centimeters deep, I suddenly discovered something buried deep within the ground. It vaguely took the form of a human.

I hastily picked up the item and placed it in my hand to wipe off the dirt on it.

Sure enough, it was a little person carved from wood. The little person's appearance was subtle and perky, but because it had been buried in the ground for too long, its facial features were already blurry.