As the veteran thief spoke, he smiled and looked at the dormitory teacher who was lying on the fire bed. The latter suddenly shivered.

The veteran thief approached the opponent step by step: "I've wronged you! Old devil! Use your methods."

Ye Laogui picked him up like an eagle catching a chicken: "Look at you!"

The veteran thief said to Shi Qi outside: "Girl! Go call Yuan Zheng and the others and tell them about the situation here."

I soon received a call from Shi Qi, and I frowned greatly: "It seems that this school is haunted in more than one place. We need to find the school's design drawings as soon as possible."

Jun Zian said: "Do you need aerial photos? I can find someone to use a drone to take a panoramic view of the area."

"That's better!" My eyes suddenly lit up: "When can we get the things?"

"It'll be done in a moment!" Jun Zian quickly obtained the aerial photos of No. 13 Middle School.

I took a look at the aerial photo and frowned: "Ye Huan, come over and take a look. Is there anything missing in this Feng Shui formation?"

Ye Huan took a few glances and said: "Yes! The school here is an incomplete Feng Shui array, only two-thirds of it. Where did the other third go?"

Ye Huan drew on the computer screen with his hand: "According to the normal layout of the formation, the remaining part should be outside the school wall. But it is a residential building!"

What Ye Huan said is what I find strange. Jun Zian said: "Could the remaining part of the formation be in a residential building?"

"Impossible!" Ye Huan shook his head and said: "The Feng Shui array is not a magical array, it must be based on the surrounding environment. In other words, those buildings may be part of the Feng Shui array, and the array will never be hidden in the buildings.

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I pondered for a moment and said, "Is there a mysterious mysterious place hidden outside the school?"

Since I came back last time, I have been studying the mysterious ghost world.

Just like what the veteran thief said, few people in the art world know the existence of the mysterious realm of ghosts. At least, the people in Taiping Street only have the concept of the underworld and the underworld.

Even if they encounter a ghostly and mysterious place, they will think it is the underworld.

"It's possible!" Ye Huan pointed to the aerial photo and said, "This is where you saw Xu Wenxing. That intersection might lead to the mysterious ghost realm."

Ye Huan's words gave me a flash of inspiration: "I know, Xu Wenxing wanted to run out of the ghost space. That place was the gap."

"Let's go over and have a look!"

Ye Huan said with a serious expression: "It's me this time, you can't get hurt again."

"No! You don't know how to use the 'Spirit-seeking Technique'" I ignored Ye Huan's objections and dragged the two of them to the back of the school. I cut my finger and dripped blood and recited the "Spirit-seeking Technique" on the ground.

Last time, I used the spirit-seeking technique at Bailongkou. I used the skull of a tomb robber, so I had a specific target.

This time, I am blindly capturing the true spirit. I am not sure whether I can succeed or not.

I watched the blood droplets dripping on the ground motionless, and just when I was about to let go, I saw the blood droplets on the ground seemed to have evaporated, turning into thin blood mist and floating into the void.

A true spirit has come!

The moment I relaxed my mind, I suddenly felt a trance in front of my eyes. The scenery around me also changed rapidly like light and shadow. The buildings surrounding the school quietly disappeared and were replaced by dense forests on the hillside.

A group of shackled prisoners and five or six government officials holding water and fire sticks also appeared around me.

My soul search was successful!

I took the opportunity to look at myself and found that I was also shackled.

The true spirit I found should be a prisoner who was sent away or exiled.

In Soul Searching Art, I could only see the original owner of the true spirit and what happened in the past. I couldn't see the panoramic view of the surrounding area from the perspective of a bystander. I could only follow a group of prisoners and walk up the mountain step by step.

After a while, I heard someone from behind the team shouting: "Master, someone here is in trouble. Why are there rashes all over his body..."

When I turned around and looked behind me, I saw a prisoner foaming at the mouth and lying on the ground twitching. There were purple blood spots everywhere on his face and hands.

The leading yamen officer ran over, took a look and said, "This is a plague."

The man pointed at the two prisoners casually: "You two carry them up and follow them."

The man pointed to another government official: "Hurry up and go to the county to find an adult and ask him to send a doctor over."

"Everyone, listen up. There is a plague in our team and we cannot go to the county ahead. If we bring the plague into the county, we will all lose our heads."

"Everyone, follow me to the inn below. Wait in the inn for the doctor sent by the county government to come to the rescue. Anyone who dares to escape will be killed on the spot."

The leading yamen officer drew his sword and shook it a few times. The remaining yamen officers also drew their swords one after another, escorted the prisoners, turned into a pass between two mountains, and walked down the mountain.

When I saw the inn built at the foot of the mountain, my heart suddenly trembled.

The two-story inn building was built in the shape of a swallow's tail. It bifurcated outwards and faced the narrow road that the prisoner walked through just now. The tip of the swallow's tail pointed backwards towards the mountain in the distance.

The mountain was surrounded by forest, but there were only a few inches of white-tipped weeds growing on the mountain.

That mountain bun is clearly a tomb!

Because there is a lot of space inside the big tomb, and trees cannot take root, so only grass grows on the tomb, not trees.

The grass is no bigger than a foot and the tips of the grass are white, which is more terrifying than the grave without any grass.

If the Yin Qi inside the coffin leaks out, the grave will be barren of grass. But if white-tipped grass grows on the grave, it means that the coffin in the grave is no longer in the middle of the tomb.

There are no living people outside the cemetery, and the dead are pushing coffins inside the cemetery. That means the things in the coffins are trying to escape the restrictions around the cemetery and find ways to escape.

I didn't go to Shanbaozi, so I couldn't see clearly whether someone had planted sunwood or driven jujube wood stakes into the ground.

But I could see the building in front of me clearly.

The layout of the inn and the mountain road together is called "arrows from the sky shooting at the dragons on the earth". The swallow tail in front of the building is the tip of the arrow, facing the head of the dead person in the grave.

When the sun rises in the morning, the sunlight first shines through the corridor, facing the bifurcation of the swallow's tail, the arrow shaft and the arrow tip are all present. This arrow can hit the dead man's forehead.

At night, the shadow formed by the mountain path can still be aimed at the tip of the arrow, which is the second arrow shot towards the tomb.

I don’t know what kind of hatred the person who built this Feng Shui bureau has against the owner of the tomb. Not only did he trap him in the tomb, but he also used the yin and yang of nature to shoot him with an arrow in the morning and evening, so that the people in the tomb would never die.

peaceful.

However, I know that this house in front of me must not be entered.

The dead person in the tomb cannot come out, but his resentment can backfire on the Feng Shui Bureau and turn the house into a place that can kill people.

Resentment attracts ghosts, and yin energy breeds monsters. Even if you can't see anyone in the inn now, it might already be full of people.
Chapter completed!