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

"We're almost there," Jin Wanliang said, pointing to a huge outline in the darkness ahead.

Following the direction of his finger, I saw a large area enclosed by blue sheet metal fencing.

This is the suburban construction site that Boss Wang acquired at great expense.

At that moment, there was not a single light on the construction site.

The enormous tower cranes, like black steel giants, stand silently in the night sky.

Jin Wanliang drove his car closer, following behind Boss Lei's convoy, and slowly stopped outside the construction site gate.

As soon as I stepped out of the car, I keenly sensed something unusual about my surroundings.

The temperature here is significantly lower than in the city.

A night breeze blew by, carrying a chill that seemed to seep into one's bones.

I squinted slightly, and the cool sensation between my brows rippled out like water, instantly elevating my senses to a new level.

Although I didn't see any real ghostly figures in my field of vision.

But I could clearly sense that a complex and dense yin energy was continuously emanating from beneath this construction site, which was enclosed by fences.

There might be something that has actually grown into a force to be reckoned with buried down there.

"Chen Yang, this place..."

Li Qing also got out of the car at some point, his brows furrowed tightly.

"The energy here is a complete mess!"

I didn't say anything, I just nodded silently.

Just as we were observing in secret, we heard a commotion ahead.

The rusty iron gate of the construction site was pushed open from the inside by several trembling security guards.

In the open space outside the gate, besides Boss Lei and Boss Wang's convoy, there were also two white Iveco vans parked.

The carriage door was open, and several young men dressed in gray Taoist priest uniforms were busily unloading things from the train.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that all the items that had been moved down were costumes used in religious ceremonies.

There was a huge soul-summoning banner that was more than two people tall, a solid wood offering table with intricate carvings, and boxes of bright yellow talismans, cinnabar, and black dog blood.

There were even several peach wood swords and copper coin swords that looked quite old.

Seeing this display of force, I couldn't help but nod in approval to myself.

It seems my previous guess was correct.

Although this Master Qingyunzi is most likely a fraud without any internal energy, his appearance and preparations are indeed very thorough.

Not only is there a dedicated team responsible for logistics, but all kinds of magical artifacts and props are also readily available.

No wonder Boss Lei and Boss Wang were so easily fooled by him.

With this outfit on display, who wouldn't be confused?

"Master, where do you think would be a suitable location to set up this altar?"

Boss Wang rubbed his hands together, jogged over to Qingyunzi, and asked respectfully.

Qingyunzi, holding a whisk, stood at the entrance of the construction site and pretended to experience it with his eyes closed.

Then, he stretched out his hand and pointed to the foundation pit in the center of the construction site, which was half-excavated and had several broken cement piles driven into it.

"Right there."

Qingyunzi opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them, and said in a loud voice.

"That place is where the yin energy is heaviest on the entire piece of land, and it is also the focal point where the evil energy gathers."

"Tonight, I will set up an altar there, summoning heavenly thunder and earthly fire to wipe out all the evil spirits below!"

"Excellent! What spirit!"

Boss Lei nodded in satisfaction and waved his hand.

"Xiao Wang, have the people on the construction site cooperate with the master's disciple to quickly set up the altar."

Don't miss the auspicious hour of midnight.

"Yes, yes, I'll arrange it right away!"

Boss Wang nodded repeatedly and beckoned the security guards to come and help move the things.

"Let's go, Mr. Li and Mr. Chen."

Jin Wanliang leaned closer to us and said in a low voice.

"Let's go in too."

Find a safe place with a good view. The big show is about to begin tonight.

I nodded slightly and withdrew my senses.

They strode forward, following Jin Wanliang and Li Qing, and entered the eerie construction site.

During the two hours of waiting for midnight, the atmosphere on the construction site was particularly oppressive.

All around was quiet, except for the whistling sound of the night wind blowing through the piles of building materials.

Qingyunzi's young disciples were quite quick and efficient.

In less than half an hour, a fairly large altar was erected next to the abandoned foundation pit.

The altar has two levels, covered with yellow silk cloth.

The table was filled with incense burners, candlesticks, sacrificial offerings of three kinds of animals, and various yellow papers covered with cinnabar runes.

Under the illumination of several high-powered searchlights, the altar looked magnificent and exuded a solemn and dignified aura.

This completely stunned Boss Lei and Boss Wang, who were standing at a distance.

Li Qing, Jin Wanliang, and I did not go over to join the fun, but stayed about 30 meters away from the foundation pit.

He found a safe corner where cement pipes were piled up and secretly observed them.

This distance allows for a clear view of what's happening on the other side of the altar, while also providing sufficient reaction time in case of emergencies.

"Old Chen, something's not right with that old man's altar."

Li Qingshou's gaze pierced through the night, fixed on the distant altar, and he said to me.

"Oh? Something's not right?"

I leaned against the cold cement pipe and asked him.

"The overall layout of that altar was simply a hodgepodge."

Li Qing pursed his lips.

"He haphazardly pieced together the altars of the Zhengyi School, the Maoshan School, and some folk unorthodox practices."

The arrangement is only superficially similar to the original, failing to achieve even the most basic energy circulation, and has no real effect whatsoever.

However, this is consistent with his status as a counterfeit product; it's purely for aesthetic purposes, meant to fool laymen.

At this point, Li Qing changed the subject, his brows furrowing slightly.

"However, there seems to be something special about those things placed on the altar."

Li Qing pointed to the second level of the altar.

"Look at that black wooden memorial tablet, the small bowl next to it, and the three long black incense sticks stuck in the bowl."

The placement and shape of these items are not for warding off evil spirits.

This is clearly a shady method used to summon spirits and ghosts!

Upon hearing Li Qing's analysis, I narrowed my eyes slightly and focused my gaze toward the altar.

Sure enough, with the help of the cool air, I could clearly see that the three unlit black incense sticks were surrounded by a faint, chilly aura.

This was completely out of place with the chaotic arrangement of the surrounding altar.

It seems that although this Master Qingyunzi has no internal energy and cannot be considered a true cultivator, he is by no means the kind of pure swindler who only tricks old ladies on the street into buying health products.

He does indeed possess some unorthodox methods, or rather, he has several special magical artifacts.

This explains why he dared to take on this job, which was clearly haunted, even after inspecting the site.

In the past, he probably relied on these unorthodox methods to solve some minor problems, thus making a name for himself in the wealthy circles of Jiangcheng.

"No matter what methods he uses, let's wait and see."

I looked away and whispered instructions to Li Qing and Jin Wanliang.

"As long as he doesn't cause any major trouble, we'll pretend we didn't see anything."

If something really goes wrong, I will step in.