What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

I stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window.

It was completely dark outside, and the streetlights in the distance could only illuminate an area of ​​a few meters.

"Li Qing".

As I looked out at the pitch-black night, the unease in my heart grew stronger and stronger.

"I'm worried about Zhao Tianhao."

"You're afraid..." Li Qing walked to my side, her brows furrowing.

"The person who taught him evil magic."

I turned around, my voice low.

"Zhao Tianhao is a spoiled brat. He couldn't possibly have figured out such a scheme to kill off his family and the art of raising corpses on his own."

There must be someone behind him.

Now that the plan has been exposed and Zhao Tianhao is a prisoner, if you were the mastermind, what would you do?

Li Qing made a throat-slitting gesture: "The dead are the best at keeping secrets."

"That's right."

I nodded. "Zhao Jianguo is soft-hearted now and refuses to use torture. He hasn't even increased security."

If Zhao Tianhao were to die suddenly tonight, this lead would be completely cut off.

Moreover... I always felt that the person behind it all had much bigger ambitions.

"Let's go take a look."

Li Qing was also a man of action, and immediately made the decision.

Jin Wanliang originally wanted to go back to his room to sleep, but when he heard that we were going to do something, he was afraid that it would be unsafe for him to be alone, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow us.

……

The Zhao family's basement was very large and was originally used as a wine cellar and storage room.

Zhao Tianhao was locked in the innermost completely enclosed room, with two burly men guarding the door.

When they saw us coming, the bodyguards did not stop us.

After all, Zhao Jianguo had instructed us that we could move freely within the Zhao family's household.

The air in the basement was very stuffy. Even through the heavy iron door, I could hear Zhao Tianhao's hysterical curses and the sound of him kicking and banging on the door.

"Zhao Jianguo! You old bastard! If you have the guts, kill me!!"

"Once I get out of here, I'll tear you all to pieces! I'll feed all your bones to the dogs!!"

Hearing the loud and forceful curse, Jin Wanliang shrank back: "Wow, this young master Zhao has quite the energy."

"Open the door," I said to the bodyguard.

The bodyguard hesitated for a moment, then took out his key and opened the viewing window on the door.

I leaned over and took a look.

Only one dim light was on in the room.

Zhao Tianhao was tied to a specially made iron chair, his hands and feet were fixed with leather straps.

When he saw my face appear in the viewing window, he lunged forward. Although he was pulled back by the belt, he still slammed hard against the back of the chair with a loud bang.

"It's you!! You surnamed Chen!!"

He stared intently at me.

"You ruined my plans... You'll get your comeuppance! The master won't let you get away with this! Just wait to be turned into a corpse puppet! Hahahaha!!"

"Another master?"

I keenly caught the word.

I had heard this word from Zhao Zhenghao's mouth before, when Zhao Jianguo confronted him in the living room.

I asked, "Which master? Where is he?"

"Pooh!"

Zhao Tianhao spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the viewing window: "Trying to trick me into telling you anything? Dream on! You're all going to die! Tonight... tonight is your death day!"

I frowned and closed the viewing window.

Judging from his current state, it's impossible to have a proper conversation with him.

"Li Qing, set up a formation."

I turned to Li Qing and said, "It doesn't need to be too complicated, just enough to provide an early warning."

If anything tries to approach him, or if his vital signs suddenly disappear, we need to know immediately.

"clear."

Li Qing nodded and took out a cloth bag from his pocket, which contained a few copper coins, a roll of red thread, and several yellow talismans.

Without alerting the bodyguards at the door, he secretly slipped a few copper coins into the gaps in the iron gate frame, using his body as cover.

Then, a very well-hidden knot was tied around the doorknob with red thread.

Finally, he pasted a talisman folded into a triangle at the very top of the door frame, in a blind spot.

"This is a connection made by a single thread."

After doing all this, Li Qing clapped his hands and whispered to me.

"This red thread is connected to my compass. Whenever this door is opened abnormally, or the life force inside is suddenly cut off, causing a fluctuation in the energy field, my compass will ring."

"Moreover, this talisman is a manifestation talisman; if a spirit tries to pass through the wall, the talisman will spontaneously combust."

Seeing that Li Qing had finished arranging all of this, I felt a little more at ease.

"Let's go back to our room. Be on your guard tonight."

……

It was already past 11 p.m. when I got back to my room in the inn.

I didn't turn on the lights, nor did I sleep.

I sat cross-legged on the bed, with the scalpel resting on my knees.

The malevolent energy within my body flowed slowly through my meridians, and with each cycle, it made my mind more focused.

Jin Wanliang had long since gone back to his room and was sleeping like a log; I could hear his snoring even through the wall.

Li Qing was next door, and I could tell he wasn't asleep yet; I wondered what he was fiddling with.

Time passed by, second by second.

Sudden.

"Zheng—!"

A faint sound of a string snapping suddenly pierced my eardrums.

That was the sound of the red thread that Li Qing had arranged breaking!

Almost at the same time, Li Qing exclaimed from next door, "Oh no!"

I suddenly opened my eyes, grabbed the scalpel, and dashed out of the room like lightning.

In the corridor, Li Qing also rushed out, his face looking frighteningly pale, and he was holding a compass in his hand.

"Something's happened! Zhao Tianhao's presence... vanished instantly!"

"Walk!"

I gave a low shout, and the two of us, like two whirlwinds, flipped and leaped down the second-floor stair railing, rushing towards the basement of the main villa.

Outside the villa, the Zhao family's patrolling bodyguards seemed unaware of anything amiss and were still diligently conducting their patrols.

But as we rushed into the main villa’s hall, a faint smell of blood wafted up through the ventilation ducts.

At the stairwell leading to the basement, two bodyguards who should have been guarding the area were now leaning against the wall, their eyes closed, clearly having been knocked unconscious.

"A master."

I glanced at the hand chop mark on the bodyguard's neck. The force was perfectly controlled, enough to knock someone unconscious without killing them, and the movement was swift and clean.

We didn't stop, we rushed straight to the deepest part of the basement.

The heavy iron gate remained tightly shut.

However, the copper coins that Li Qing had stuffed into the crack in the door had all turned black and crumbled into powder on the ground.

The image symbol pasted on the top of the door frame had also turned into ashes.

There was a deathly silence inside.

Zhao Tianhao's previously loud and forceful cursing had vanished without a trace.

"Get out of the way!"

I shoved Li Qing aside as he tried to reach for his keys, and with a surge of murderous intent in my right hand, I slammed my palm down on the door lock.

"Bang!"

The sturdy door lock was deformed and broken under the impact of the evil energy.

I kicked open the iron gate and rushed inside.