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

However, instead of retreating, I advanced, my whole body like a taut bow, suddenly shooting out.

Instead of waiting for the enemy to attack, we should take the initiative!

It raised its hands in the direction I was charging from, seemingly intending to intercept me halfway.

However, with the enhancement of the evil energy, I was as fast as lightning!

Before its iron-like arms could even close, I had already lunged into its embrace.

With both hands, the willow-leaf knives were thrust out simultaneously, piercing into its left and right collarbones respectively!

"Kneel down!"

I roared, unleashing my killing intent, and simultaneously exerted force with both arms, pressing down sharply.

The corpse aura of the military officer was instantly dissipated by the baleful aura emanating from my body, and at the same time, a crisp sound rang out.

quack!

That was the sound of bones cracking.

I managed to disarm the burly military officer corpse, causing its knees to buckle and it to collapse to its knees.

At that very moment, Li Qing, who had been sitting cross-legged on the ground, suddenly opened his eyes.

Two golden lights seemed to flash in his eyes, and the copper coin sword in his hand emitted a buzzing vibration.

"Found it! The gate of life is inside the gate of death!"

Li Qing roared and sprang to his feet, the copper coin sword in his hand transforming into a streak of light.

A streak of light flashed and plunged fiercely into the skull of the walking corpse whose arms I had just dislocated!

"break--!"

puff!

The copper coin sword pierced the corpse's head without any resistance, and instantly a thick black aura shot up from the top of the corpse's head!

Immediately afterwards, countless fine cracks began to appear in the surrounding space, like a shattered mirror.

When I blinked again, I found that the scene in front of me had completely changed.

The scattered corpses of the zombies vanished instantly; there was no wasteland, no zombie horde.

We were still standing on that path leading to the back of the mountain, with muddy yellow earth under our feet and lush pine forests all around us.

Not far away, the tomb stood quietly.

That's Grandpa's grave.

"Huff... huff..."

Li Qing plopped down on the ground, panting heavily.

His face was as white as a sheet, but his eyes shone with a frightening light: "Damn it, that was close! This Yin-Yang Reversal Dragon Trapping Formation almost trapped us to death inside."

I sheathed my twin swords and glanced at my feet.

There were no military officer corpses there, only half a withered tree stump with Li Qing's copper coin sword stuck in it.

"Hallucination?" I asked, puzzled.

"Half true, half false." Li Qing drew his copper coin sword and carefully wiped the mud off it.

"If we had died inside, we would have truly died. Once the spirit is extinguished, the body dies along with it."

He struggled to his feet, pointed to the graves ahead, and said, "However, since the formation has been broken, it means that the person who set it up is not far from us."

I nodded: "We can't let our guard down. We've encountered Gu worms and illusion arrays along the way. Who knows what other tricks they have up their sleeves?"

Li Qing chuckled: "That's true. I almost lost half my life following you here, but we've finally arrived at our destination."

"Let's go see what kind of 'dead man's trap' your grandfather left behind."

After saying that, Li Qing picked up the compass and strode forward.

But I walked rather cautiously, afraid that some enemies might suddenly appear along the way.

Judging from this display of force, the other side definitely has more than just these methods.

When I arrived at my grandfather's grave, Li Qing had already been circling the grave several times with a compass in hand.

Suddenly, he seemed to discover something, and instead of holding the compass upright, he held it up and moved it inch by inch along the ground.

I didn't dare to disturb them, I just stood there silently watching.

At this moment, Li Qing suddenly spoke up.

"Chen Yang, come here."

Li Qing's voice trembled slightly as he pointed to a protruding rock behind the grave. "Look at the shape of this rock, what does it look like?"

I went closer to take a look. The stone was grayish-white, long and narrow, thick at one end and thin at the other.

"Like... a tooth?" I said uncertainly, "a canine tooth?"

"No, they're tiger teeth. To be precise, they're white tiger teeth!"

Li Qing took a deep breath, turned around and pointed to the valley directly opposite the tomb, "Left is the Azure Dragon, right is the White Tiger. But the Azure Dragon position of this back mountain is that mountain ridge."

If I'm not mistaken, that place was struck by lightning decades ago and is now a headless dragon.

However, the White Tiger position remains exceptionally fierce; this rock is the tiger's tooth, directly facing your grandfather's grave.

He paused, then continued, "Your grandfather's burial site is definitely not a good site that brings blessings to his descendants; it's a site that will kill off his family line!"

The ominous formation he left behind is called "White Tiger Carrying a Corpse," an extremely unlucky formation!

"A terrible omen?" I narrowed my eyes, my fingers gently tracing the ink line inside my sleeve. "Grandpa was a man of great propriety; how could he have buried himself in such a desolate place?"

"Because he wasn't doing it to bury himself."

Li Qing suddenly raised his head and stared intently at the mound. "This grave... is a nail."

"nail?"

"Yes, nails." Li Qing explained very quickly, "The headless dragon is dead, and the white tiger's evil aura is the strongest."

Your grandfather used this overwhelming malevolent energy, combined with his own corpse, to transform himself into a seal. He wasn't seeking peace, but rather... suppressing.

At this point, Li Qing couldn't help but swallow, his voice extremely low: "Chen Yang, you guessed right, there really is something under this ancestral grave."

But it's an extremely terrifying thing. Your grandfather is using his own soul and corpse to suppress it, preventing it from escaping.

A mountain breeze blew by, swirling up a few withered leaves.

Just as I suspected, there was indeed something pressing down under the ancestral grave.

Li Qing's discovery also explains what the scarred man reminded me of that night.

All of this was probably arranged by Grandpa before he died.

The purpose was to create this "White Tiger Carrying Corpse" formation.

However, I suspect that what Grandpa didn't expect was that his own son, my second uncle, had already gotten involved with a group of people in southern Xinjiang.

Even before his death, they used a curse on him, and after failing to get the "Chen Family's Heavenly Garment Strategy" from him, they took away the copper coin sword left by his grandfather, and even tried to take away the rattle drum.

Left with no other choice, Grandpa used his last breath of life to activate the evil energy on his body, protecting the rattle drum in his hand from anyone getting close.

That's why they were able to wait for my arrival.

Thinking about this, a complex emotion welled up inside me.

"Can you find out what's down there?"

I looked up at Li Qing, my tone still calm, but my eyes had sharpened. "Is it alive, or dead?"

Some mysteries have been solved, but the functions of the rattle drum and the copper coin sword remain a mystery.

To figure this out, the only answer is probably to look at the ancestral graves.

Upon hearing this, Li Qing raised his head and was about to speak when he was interrupted by a burst of clear laughter.

"Hehehe... You really do have some skill; you can actually see through the appearance of the white tiger carrying a corpse."

That sound...

My pupils contracted sharply, my body tensed instantly, and the scalpel slid back into my palm.