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

I stood before the hole, feeling the deathly stillness and desolation faintly emanating from the endless white bones, and my brain began to work at lightning speed.

If this is a mass grave, then based on all the clues we have so far, Li Qing's previous speculations about it might have been wrong from the start.

During the day, Li Qing determined that this ancient well was the place with the heaviest yin energy in the entire construction site, and the source of all evil.

But now it seems that this well, its sturdy blue brick walls, and the stone platform in the center of the well that is covered with runes are not a breeding ground for evil spirits at all.

On the contrary, this well is very likely a sealing center specially built by a senior master to suppress this vast dead land!

And this black sword in my hand, which I have just tamed, is undoubtedly the core object suppressing this sealing formation.

If you follow this logic further, many things that you couldn't understand before suddenly become clear.

Why have strange things been happening frequently at this construction site that should have been peaceful?

It may have even spawned the kind of complex evil spirit that appeared last night?

The answer is simple: the seal was broken.

I looked up and glanced at the wellhead, which was more than ten meters above me.

Li Qing said that the bluestone manhole cover was already in a damaged state when it was dug out by the excavator.

This kind of feng shui formation used to suppress mass graves emphasizes a unified and ever-renewing structure.

As a sealing "lid", if the manhole cover is damaged, the integrity of the entire suppression system will be compromised.

It's like a pressure cooker with a broken valve, causing the resentment and gloom that have been building up inside for hundreds of years to leak out through the cracks.

This affected the entire construction site, leading to a series of strange occurrences.

However, there is still a huge question here.

Since this is a mass grave, logically speaking, this place of burial should be a deadly place filled with yin energy and endless malevolent aura.

But before the excavator dug out this well, apart from the occasional minor accident, the overall feng shui of this construction site seemed quite ordinary.

Even Li Qing, a disciple of a geomancer, couldn't see much of a clue before the excavation began.

Why is it that the mass grave itself doesn't exude any yin energy, but instead all the yin energy is concentrated in this ancient well?

I lowered my head slightly and focused my gaze on the black knife I was gripping tightly in my right hand.

This mysterious longsword, over a meter long and entirely black, rests quietly in my hand.

Inside the blade, my jade-colored killing intent still flowed, making it appear unusually docile.

But recalling the immense yin energy and sharp, bloodthirsty aura it had just unleashed, a bold guess gradually formed in my mind.

The reason why the well is filled with such heavy yin energy, while the surrounding dead ground is so ordinary, is definitely related to this knife.

It is highly likely that most of the yin energy, resentment, and evil energy that have accumulated in this mass grave over the past few hundred years have been stored in this black knife.

I speculate that there are two possible reasons for this result.

The first possibility is that after the seal on the well cover was broken, the malevolent energy in the outer mass grave was no longer restrained and began to instinctively invade and flow back into the ancient well, which served as the core of the formation.

Because no one knows exactly when the bluestone manhole cover cracked.

Maybe it was decades ago, maybe it was hundreds of years ago.

Over the long years, the yin energy that poured in had nowhere to go.

Ultimately, it was passively absorbed by the black sword used as a talisman, causing it to transform into a malevolent weapon filled with malevolent energy.

Under the dual erosion of Yin energy and time, this original talisman lost its original effect, resulting in the leakage of Yin energy and the transformation into an extremely ferocious object.

This also explains why I was attacked by it as soon as I went down the well.

The second possibility is even more alarming.

That is, this black knife itself has the function of absorbing and transforming Yin energy!

The master who set up the seal back then did not simply use this knife to "suppress" the dead land, but rather used it as a "container".

He used the formation to continuously draw out the resentment from the mass grave and gather it into the blade, thereby ensuring the feng shui of the outer soil layer was peaceful.

If the second possibility is true, then the origin and grade of this knife are probably extraordinary.

However, now is not the time to delve into the origins of this knife.

There are no other clues left at the bottom of the well; any further contemplation will only lead to guesswork.

Moreover, there is a hole right next to it that could collapse again at any time, making the environment full of too much uncertainty.

A wise person does not stand under a dangerous wall; one should not linger in such a place.

I just made such a commotion, Old Jin and Li Qing upstairs must still be worried sick.

After thinking for a moment, I held the black knife horizontally, and then used my left hand to untie a spare safety rope from my waist and tie the black knife firmly to my back.

After confirming that the blade was securely fixed and would not slip during the ascent, I reached out and pressed the wireless intercom at my collar.

"Old Jin, can you hear me?"

I spoke into the microphone.

"I have a basic understanding of the situation here."

A slight hissing sound came from the walkie-talkie, followed by Jin Wanliang's voice:

"I can hear you! I can hear you!"

Brother Chen, what's the situation on your end?

That commotion really scared us! Did you find the source of the yin energy?

"Found it. This well might be a seal; the problem isn't with it."

I answered slowly, my gaze sweeping over the scattered skeletons at my feet.

Things are a bit more complicated than we thought.

Beneath this lies a mass grave, possibly even a grave with thousands of people buried.

Silence fell instantly on the other end of the walkie-talkie.

Four or five seconds passed before Li Qing's voice came through:

A mass grave?!

Holy crap, what kind of infamous, dangerous land did Boss Wang buy?!

Chen Yang, are you sure you didn't see that wrong?

"The bones have slid right up to my feet, there's no mistake."

I replied.

"The spatial structure at the bottom of the well may be somewhat unstable right now, and it's not convenient for me to go into details while I'm here."

"Old Jin, ask the crane operator to start the equipment and pull me up first."

"Okay! Okay! Hold on tight, I'll have him pull the rope right away!"

Jin Wanliang's voice carried a hint of solemnity.

Soon, the low rumble of the crane motor restarting came from above.

I put the flashlight back on my waist, grabbed the steel cable in front of me with both hands, and felt the tension as the cable gradually tightened.

As the crane operated, my feet slowly left the bottom of the well, which was covered with broken bricks and mud.