I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

Tian Lin doesn't know how to recognize people by their three dimensions, but Wang Yuanji's large chest indeed left a deep impression on him.

Aside from this, the bracelet on Wang Yuanji's wrist is also not unfamiliar to Tian Lin.

Approximately the day before yesterday, when he, along with Zhou Ting, followed the old Village Chief to the pond, Wang Yuanji was traveling with Mei Xiangu and others.

However, when Mei Xiangu and others returned from investigating the Corpse Well in the village, Wang Yuanji was missing.

Seeing Wang Yuanji's corpse here now, Tian Lin wasn't particularly surprised.

"It seems that not all the Evil Spirits in the village are Droughts. It's just that the old Village Chief wants to revive those Droughts, so he made me select the most formidable ones during the corpse inspection.

In this way, my task is greatly lightened."

Thinking this, Tian Lin once again grabbed Wang Yuanji's shoulder and dragged her out of the coffin.

Previously, when alive, Wang Yuanji was already corrupted by Corpse Qi, transforming her beautiful appearance into a bizarre visage.

Now, as a dry corpse, she has instead regained her beautiful face due to the internal Corpse Qi.

However, despite his youthful vigor, Tian Lin is appeased by the sisters Cui'er. Furthermore, with cultivation reaching his level, how could he be swayed by beauty?

Just like handling Xiangxi Sect disciples, Tian Lin locked Wang Yuanji's arms and legs onto his shoulders and waist.

Wang Yuanji had just absorbed Tian Lin's living aura, but before she could successfully feign death, she was weakened by Tian Lin's Corpse Carrying Skill.

Tian Lin furrowed his brow, feeling a cold, damp air on his back.

Without overthinking, he strived to absorb the Corpse Qi from Wang Yuanji and deepen the grade of his Corpse Carrying Skill.

Frankly speaking, Tian Lin has been cultivating, relying consistently on entries to enhance his Cultivation Technique's grade.

Even his Seasonal Dao often makes use of Cold Fragrance Leaf for assistance.

It's only this Corpse Carrying Skill—well, thanks to the entries aiding in digesting Corpse Qi, otherwise he'd never be able to unscrupulously enhance this Corpse Carrying Skill.

Compared to the Xiangxi Sect disciple, Wang Yuanji's performance is even worse. In less than half an hour, she's already a sludge.

Tian Lin incinerated the remains and proceeded to open the third coffin.

The third coffin's quality is noticeably higher than that of the Xiangxi Sect disciple and Wang Yuanji, but ultimately it hasn't escaped the category of Undead.

To affirm his hypothesis, Tian Lin boldly opened the fourth coffin.

As expected, the fourth coffin also contained an Undead.

"So to say, apart from the two Corpse Wells that the old Village Chief took me to, the rest mostly only house Undead level. As long as I visit those Corpse Wells, there should be no major danger and I can take the opportunity to enhance my Corpse Carrying Skill."

Up to now, he still doesn't see the Corpse Carrying Skill as a necessary Divine Skill, but in tackling Droughts, Sealing Earth Skill isn't as effective as the Corpse Carrying Skill.

Having figured out the next step, Tian Lin clapped the two dark coffins with both hands, causing the two Undead within to spring up.

Without wasting words, with a simple wave of his hand, both Undead fell onto his back.

One Undead landed on his back first; the other entwined itself around the first.

"Stick!"

With the Corpse Carrying Skill's Sticky Word Technique, there's naturally power to adhere the Undead on his back, preventing it from falling off.

However, the Sticky Word Technique has a downside: the meridian gates in his body open wide, allowing the Corpse Qi within the Undead to enter his body without obstruction.

Yet, Tian Lin is fearless, this rather speeds up his absorption of Corpse Qi.

"Two Undead, seems to be my limit!"

The Corpse Qi from two Undead is significant but doesn't reach the limit of what Tian Lin's body can withstand.

But after becoming dry and undead, not only is their power remarkably strong, but their weight is extraordinarily exaggerated.

Now, Tian Lin is akin to carrying a mountain. Calculating this weight, he can manage two, but may struggle to cope with the weight of three overlapping.

"Disperse for me!"

Half an hour passed, Tian Lin's forehead bulging veins poured sweat. At his loud shout, a series of crackles echoed as the Undead on his back twisted their heads, eyes burst.

The two Undead were utterly reduced to ordinary corpses, and the mountain-like pressure vanished instantly.

Tian Lin tossed the two corpses with a snort and then shot two fireballs at them.

The corpses, already flammable, were further engulfed by Tian Lin's unusual flames.

In mere moments, the corpses turned to charcoal, no longer able to rise and wreak havoc.

Looking at the charred remains on the ground, Tian Lin waved his hand, causing the charcoal to instantly turn to ash.

He then made several gestures in the void, True Qi transformed into Sword Qi, swiftly disrupting the layout of the Land of Corpse Nourishment.

At this point, the Land of Corpse Nourishment had entirely transformed into an underground space unable to sustain corpses.

Only then did Tian Lin finally have leisure to carefully examine the entire underground space.

In fact, there's not much to see in the Land of Corpse Nourishment, an area meant purely for nurturing corpses, not leaving traces of humans.

But soon, Tian Lin noticed a patch of graffiti within the underground space.

The graffiti is clearly painted by humans, with lines of writing.

"Twenty-one, the new county master is notorious. Under his orders, taxes on thirteen dry corpses increased by two more. In a year of disaster, it's bearable, but claims now during peaceful times—where are so many corpses found?"

"Twenty-two, it's heard the villagers from the neighboring village will file a complaint to the state official. But the new county master captured and killed those complaining villagers. How dare he that? Doesn't he fear the court's wrath?"

"Twenty-three, Grandfather Village Chief advised against imitating the neighboring village's call on the state official. Such act offends the county master. Each family must find ways to meet the county master's demands, only then can they survive."

"Twenty-four, just two days ago Hua Hualang sister suddenly lost her track. Tonight, I overheard mother saying that Hua Hualang sister was killed by Grandfather Village Chief and others. Worse yet, before death, Hua Hualang was housed, what is housing?"

"Grandfather Village Chief stated, any Hua Hualang discovered among visitors henceforth must be killed. If not, fulfilling the dry corpse numbers becomes daunting and the county master will slaughter the village."

"—The county received five official dignitaries, yet they're different in attire and persons from previous years. These officials clad in armor—so imposing—I vow to become a soldier someday!"

"—Father claims these dignitaries aren't from the county, they belong to some troops. I'm confused what troops are, but father says these soldiers demand excessive dry corpses, rendering the village unable to supply, hence selection of villagers for dry corpses—"

"Tomorrow the village draws lots, whoever picks the black lot shall become a dry corpse—Grandfather Village Chief says it's unavoidable. Though we forsake a neighbor, it usurps official's task, sparing the village from annihilation, a worthy sacrifice. I too think this approach prudent."

"I picked the black lot—why am I chosen with the black lot?"