Miao Qi Miao
Chapter 457 Someone in the Well
However, what I saw was just an empty courtyard. There wasn't a well to be found, not even a wider-than-usual crack between the bricks.
I circled the courtyard several times before stopping. Bai Hanfei had beaten me to the punch again.
Bai Hanfei understood the Wang family very well. I suspected he knew what mission I would receive even before the Yin Division issued the secret decree.
Otherwise, Bai Hanfei wouldn't have been able to turn the black cat beside Wang Butcher against him in advance. Nor could he have set up such a near-perfect killing scheme in just a few days.
He must have anticipated the outcome after the assassination attempt on Wang Butcher failed, and he must have calculated where Wang Butcher's soul would hide.
This was why Bai Hanfei destroyed the black cat's inner core in advance, because the black cat was the key to opening the well. He was afraid that the black cat wouldn't be able to withstand my interrogation and would defect again, helping me find Wang Butcher.
When I entered the Wang family's mountain gate, it was a Xuan Wu (Black Tortoise) formation composed of a turtle and a snake, pushing the millstone in the courtyard and leading us into the Wang family's mountain gate. The Wang family's method of concealing the well should be the same as the Xuan Wu pushing the door. The Wang family's only spirit beast was that black cat.
Now that the black cat was crippled, who else could help me open the door?
If I wanted to go down the well, I would have to force my way in!
The result of doing so would be that I would become a living target for the Wang family's traps first!
This was a tricky situation!
I took a deep breath in the middle of the courtyard and then laughed at myself!
Why was I so caught up in life and death? It was simply that I couldn't swallow the fact that I had been outsmarted by Bai Hanfei.
If I didn't open the secret realm, I would never get over it.
Besides, why should I care about the Wang family's affairs? It was because Undead Jiang owed the Wang family a debt of gratitude.
A debt owed by the master must be repaid by the disciple – that was only right and proper.
Although my master, Qu Mo, never told me why the Nine Ghosts went down the mountain and never returned, I could guess that it was to help me avert disaster.
If the Nine Ghosts were willing to perish for me, why couldn't I gamble my life for them!
Undead Jiang was also my master!
After the words "Undead Jiang" flashed through my mind, my eyes lit up.
If I couldn't enter the underground secret burial, why not try Undead Jiang's soul-shifting secret technique?
If there was also a zombie at the bottom of the Wang family's well, I could completely switch my soul into its body.
Although the probability of this was too low, soul-shifting was my only way to enter the secret chamber.
After deducing it several times, I stood in what I thought was the most likely location of the wellhead, formed a hand seal, raised my right foot high, and stomped it down hard on the ground.
Dust and smoke rose around my feet, and the bluestone bricks on the ground cracked in all directions, centered on my foot. The true qi emanating from the center of my foot went straight into the ground, and my soul also遁入 (dun ru – escaped into) the underground along with the true qi.
With my soul separated from my body, all that remained on the ground was a shell with its hands forming a hand seal and its foot planted on the ground.
At the same time, a red figure wearing a cheongsam appeared silently outside the courtyard gate.
The other person stood in a straight line with my body, but remained silent and motionless, their eyes scanning me up and down with a cold gaze, as if judging whether or not my soul had really left my body.
After a few seconds, the red figure outside the door suddenly raised its head, locking onto its target with eyes as sharp as knives. In the next moment, the red figure flashed away in front of the door. However, my body left on the ground slightly shifted its toes, and the ten fingers forming the hand seal also moved away from their original positions one by one.
Before long, my body turned around in the courtyard and walked lightly towards the gate, but with an unprecedentedly cold look in its eyes.
Anyone with discerning eyes would know that the abnormalities on my body were all signs of a Yin spirit possessing it.
However, this phenomenon could only last for a moment. Once the Yin spirit adapted to the new body, even a sorcerer would find it difficult to see the anomaly without using pupil techniques.
Just as the person reached the door, Ye Yang appeared at the entrance with his hands behind his back: "Li Po, have you found anyone yet?"
The person was startled, but quickly regained composure. Because he saw that Ye Yang's hands behind his back were holding the middle section of a long sword, holding the sword horizontally behind him.
Swordsmen only hold their swords like this when meeting friends. It not only shows their absolute trust in their friends, but also a very relaxed posture.
Although Ye Yang never left his sword, he always held it in front of me like this when he didn't have a mission.
The person deliberately lowered his head and said, "I was measuring the courtyard. I looked in the wrong place just now. The wellhead wasn't where I stepped. I guess I measured wrong."
"Let me take a look!" As Ye Yang walked towards the footprint I had made, the other person quietly drew a dagger behind Ye Yang, silently raising the dagger high above his head, the tip of the knife pointing directly at Ye Yang's back.
However, Ye Yang lowered his head at this moment: "The position of your foot is correct, the mechanism is probably..."
As Ye Yang completely exposed his back to the other person, the knife in the other person's hand first sank downwards, and then immediately retracted its strength – he was afraid that the sound of the dagger piercing down would alert Ye Yang, so he changed it to slowly pressing down the blade.