C51 (1/2)

There was only one central cemetery, located on a mountain in the northern suburbs of the county city. In this small place, one could easily find the location of the cemetery, but it was impossible to find a taxi there in the middle of the night. After stopping many cars, they all shook their heads and refused upon hearing that they were going there.

”If I had known, I would have brought my own car here!” Sun Yong was very angry. Previously, there was a driver who was unwilling to go to the mausoleum garden.

I deliberately wanted to see Sun Yong become a joke, because I am very dissatisfied with his performance today.

Of course, we still had to do it. After letting Sun Yong eat until he had enough, I brought him to the bus stop, and then called over the people driving the black car, who would be willing to pay, no one would be willing to go. The people driving the black car would definitely hesitate, but there weren't many who were cowardly enough to drive a black car.

After ten minutes or so, we arrived at the mausoleum garden. We had the black chauffeur wait for us at the foot of the mountain. This matter won't be able to be resolved soon.

”Holy shit, there are so many people here?” I took out the compass and saw that the needle of the compass was waving about.

As we raised our heads to look at the mausoleum's garden, the atmosphere was really scary. The tombstones stood there like figures as they split up and blew over. The rustling of leaves could be heard in the distance, bringing to our ears another wave of weird noises.

If it wasn't for the series of events that I'd experienced before, I felt like my legs would be cramping right now. Not just work, but not walking back would be a problem.

”This Yin Qi is way too heavy,” Sun Yong muttered.

I naturally felt the exceptionally dense Yin Qi here as well, and followed up with, ”This mausoleum garden is very strange. Listen, other than the sound of the wind, there's no other sound. It's too quiet, isn't it?”

Virescence was definitely possible. Grass and trees were essential, and there were also birds, beasts and bugs in the grass and trees. However, nothing could be heard here, which was a bit too strange.

”Let's go, we'll find a high vantage point and see what's wrong with it.” Sun Yong naturally discovered that something was wrong, so we'll find a vantage point to see how the Feng Shui of the mausoleum looked like.

On the highest hillside of the mausoleum, there was a pavilion. Its position was very easy to identify, so after climbing up the pavilion, more than half of the mausoleum was within his line of sight.

”Open your eyes, look at what the ghost is,” Sun Yong said indifferently. Then, both of his hands formed a seal as he recited, ”Heaven's method is clear, earth spirit magic, yin and yang essence forming, water spirit forming … ”Hmm, following True Lord San Mao's orders, anxious like the law!”

After finishing the hand seal and chanting the mantra, Sun Yong's fingers touched his eyes and a strange light immediately shone out of his eyes.

There were many ways to open one's eyes, but definitely not the same as in the folklore. There was a strict method and a chant, which required a little Cultivation Level, or else it would be completely useless. What Sun Yong was using right now was the simplest way to open one's eyes.

When Sun Yong opened his eyes, I naturally did the same. With the Yin Yang Eyes, the scene in the mausoleum garden instantly changed, but when I saw the scene in the mausoleum garden, my expression changed greatly.

”This, this, what is this?” I asked Sun Yong, aghast.

Sun Yong's expression became even more solemn, and said, ”If I'm not wrong, this is either a ghost market or a ghost cave, I hope it's a ghost market.”

After Sun Yong finished speaking, he turned around to look at a valley in the center of the mausoleum garden. There, the Yin Qi was dense, but the heads were moving.

There were many records in the history of the Ghost Market, but Sun Yong's Ghost Market was obviously different from the one in the records. In the ancient records, the Ghost Market was actually just a smuggling market, to come in the middle of the night, and then disperse at dawn. It was commonly known as the Ghost Market, but the Ghost Market that Sun Yong spoke of was a place where ghosts gather.

As the name implied, the place was filled with ghosts, and the conditions for this kind of place to be formed were even more harsh. The first was that the Yin Qi would gather, and this kind of place was also a gathering place of yin energy.

In the ancient times, only war and chaos were possible, because at that time, there were too many people who had died. The world was chaotic, and it was very easy to form a ghost cave around some cemetery or battlefield, but Golden Age was very rare, because the existence of the ghost cave had a great impact on the living, and it was very easy to get rid of it.

”What do we do now, do we go down and take a look, or wait for tomorrow?” I asked Sun Yong, but in my heart, I wasn't confident at all. I had never encountered this kind of problem before, and if we waited until daylight, the situation would be much better.

”It's too late. If we wait for daybreak, An Xin will definitely die. If nothing goes wrong, then An Xin has offended the ghost that went into her body,” Sun Yong said.

I frowned, it seemed like An Hai and the rest did not say anything about this situation, it was extremely important, whether there is enmity or not, our methods are different.

”I understand, but your body …” I said worriedly. Sun Yong's injuries were really too severe last time, and he had only recovered for over a month, so he could only get out of bed a few days ago.