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

"What? Do the formations of the geomancer lineage need the malevolent energy of us corpse stitchers to activate them?"

I walked over and made a joke, but still extended my right hand as instructed.

Dark jade-colored malevolent energy condensed at my fingertips, carrying a faint aura of thunder and fire.

"You don't know anything."

Li Qing didn't even look up, pointing to the newly carved rune.

"This is called the balance of Yin and Yang. My White Tiger Killing Formation is mainly for killing and drawing upon the Geng metal energy from the ground."

However, the three evil spirits are currently hanging upside down outside, and the yin energy is too heavy, making it easy for the pure Geng metal energy to be eroded.

Your malevolent aura carries the properties of thunder and fire to ward off evil, which is perfect as the catalyst for the formation's core.

Anyone who dares to force their way in will be instantly ignited by the murderous aura of thunder and fire, which will be enough to give them a hard time.

"Okay, whatever you say."

I precisely channeled the malevolent energy from my fingertips into that rune.

As the malevolent energy was injected, the originally lifeless wooden rune seemed to come alive, flashing a dark light before disappearing completely into the wood grain.

All afternoon, I was like a hired hand, following Li Qinglou up and down the stairs.

He was responsible for inscribing the array patterns and embedding the magical artifacts, while I was responsible for injecting malevolent energy at key points.

In this process, I also gained a deeper understanding of the geomancer's application of "qi".

They are not forcibly controlling power, but rather following the natural patterns of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers, and acting in accordance with the prevailing forces.

This is similar to my understanding of the concept that "stitching a corpse is repairing and rebuilding".

Around 6 PM.

It was completely dark by then.

The wind and rain outside did not lessen; instead, they became even more violent, accompanied by thunder.

I was sitting on a chair by the courtyard, closing my eyes to regulate the slightly active evil energy within my body, which had been continuously released throughout the afternoon.

The cool sensation between my brows flowed gently, allowing my five senses to remain highly acute even under the cover of the downpour.

Suddenly, the bronze compass that Li Qing had placed in the center of the bill emitted a very faint "humming".

The compass needle began to tremble violently, finally pointing firmly towards the direction of the Tingyuxuan gate.

Jin Wanliang, who had been typing on the keyboard, suddenly looked up and ripped off his headphones: "Something's up?"

Li Qing put down the vermilion pen in his hand, and his eyes instantly sharpened.

He strode to the bill, placed his hands on the table, closed his eyes, and felt the weight of it.

"They're here." Li Qing sneered.

"They acted quite quickly. The outer edge of the maze has been triggered."

I slowly opened my eyes, stood up, and asked calmly, "How many people?"

Five.

Li Qing opened his eyes, a hint of disdain flashing in them.

"His steps were unsteady, and his energy was disordered."

It seems this was just a probe sent by the other side to test the waters of our Listening Rain Pavilion.

"Since they are exploratory stones, there's no need to leave them alive."

I walked to a carved wooden window next to the gate and looked out through the crack.

The alleyway, paved with bluestone, was pitch black.

But in my perception, there were indeed five cold, sinister auras quietly approaching through the rain.

They walked cautiously, clearly sensing that something was off about the atmosphere in the alley.

"Leave it to me."

Li Qing walked behind the bill and made a strange hand seal with both hands.

"Since they're here, let them see the appetizer of my White Tiger Killing Formation."

Outside the alley.

Five figures dressed in black raincoats were creeping towards Tingyuxuan, close to the wall.

"Boss, this alley is a bit eerie."

One of the tall, thin men said in a low voice.

"The compass is completely malfunctioning here, and I always feel like there's a pair of eyes watching us."

The burly man in the lead snorted coldly: "If you take someone's money, you have to solve their problems."

The employer said that as long as we find out how many people are in this wooden building and what their cultivation level is, the final payment will be doubled.

"Cheer up, everyone! Don't scare yourselves!"

Just as they were less than ten meters from the entrance of Tingyuxuan, Li Qing suddenly stomped his foot inside the house.

"Charge!"

With a low shout from Li Qing, a very subtle ripple suddenly appeared on the bluestone pavement surrounding Tingyu Pavilion.

The five men in black felt a blur before their eyes, and the once straight alley suddenly became distorted.

The sound of rain around us vanished instantly, replaced by a chilling howling sound, as if countless invisible blades were slicing through the air.

"Not good, it's a feng shui killing formation! Retreat!"

The burly man leading the group changed his expression drastically and immediately roared, wanting to turn back the way he came.

But it was too late.

Once the maze is activated, the sense of direction will be completely disrupted.

They were clearly moving backward, but in reality, they were spinning in circles, even getting closer and closer to the gate of Tingyuxuan.

Immediately afterwards, the power of the White Tiger Killing Formation began to manifest.

"ah--!"

A scream shattered the silence of the alley.

The tall, thin man at the very back suddenly clutched his throat and collapsed painfully into the puddle.

A deep, bone-revealing wound had appeared on his neck at some unknown time.

Blood gushed out, but was instantly washed away by the rain.

And this is just the beginning.

Under Li Qing's control, the free-floating metal energy in the air transformed into an invisible meat grinder.

"Pfft!"

"Snap!"

The sounds of sharp blades slicing through flesh and bones breaking rang out one after another.

The five men in black were like blind people caught in a meat grinder, unable to see where the attack was coming from.

All they could do was frantically wave their weapons and roar in despair.

I watched this scene quietly from behind the window.

Li Qing's formation was indeed domineering; in less than two minutes, all of these men in black died.

They didn't even get close to the door of Tingyuxuan.

This gave me a more intuitive understanding of the destructive power of feng shui formations.

This gave me a clearer understanding of the Feng Shui lineage.

That means you should never challenge a feng shui master to a duel.

At this moment, the alley returned to deathly silence, with only the dull thud of the rain pounding on the five corpses.

"Done." Li Qing released the spell and breathed a sigh of relief.

"These bastards really think my Listening to the Rain Pavilion is a public toilet, that they can come and go as they please."

I left the window, walked back to the armchair, and sat down, looking at Jin Wanliang: "Old Jin, these corpses are too conspicuous to leave outside."

"Lu Yan's side is definitely short-handed, so let's not bother her with this for now."

I'll have to trouble you to find a few reliable guys to clean the alleyway thoroughly while it's raining heavily, making sure there are no traces left.

Let the Bureau of Folklore handle this after this whole mess has passed.

At this point, I paused, as if remembering something, and continued, "Also, please take care of those few I left in the unfinished building last night."

"Don't worry, I've got your back."

Jin Wanliang picked up his phone and quickly dialed a number.

"I have experience in handling these kinds of beginnings and endings."