I Can Recognize Everything, But the Information is Wrong

"No, if those who draw the black sign are captured and turned into dry corpses, then how could this guy have recorded these words down in the Corpse Well?"

Tian Lin glanced toward the corners of the wall, where there were several broken jars and crockery. Among them, he recognized not only rice bowls and chamber pots but also saw candlesticks and other tools.

These things couldn't possibly belong to the dry corpses. Surely, no one would be so bored as to come to this Land of Corpse Nourishment for a picnic, right?

"However, if the person who wrote this didn't die, where is their body?"

Tian Lin searched around the well but indeed found no extra bodies apart from those in the coffins, nor did he find more remaining writing.

In a corner of the well, however, Tian Lin spotted a ghostly drawing of a peach talisman, its meaning completely unknown.

Ordinarily, such ghostly drawings are likely just products of boredom and shouldn't be taken seriously.

But with just one glance at this ghostly drawing, Tian Lin felt it was extraordinary.

For he had seen this ghostly drawing before — it was exactly the same as the one he saw while placing the Array Flag beneath the Corpse Well in South Suburb Town!

Tian Lin slapped his Storage Bag and retrieved the ghostly drawing impression he had taken back then.

He spread out the impression on a bed sheet, comparing it to the ghostly drawing on the wall corner.

Sure enough, while the colors of the ghostly drawing on the wall corner and the one on the bed sheet were different, each stroke was identical, seemingly created by the same person.

This discovery truly shocked Tian Lin: "So, the ghostly drawing in Jiaonan Town may not have been drawn by the person from Jiaonan Town — what is the connection between the ghostly drawing in Jiaonan Town and the one here?"

Tian Lin had initially believed that the ghostly drawing was something unusual, and now, seeing it again beneath the Corpse Well in Taiping Village, he was even more convinced of its significance.

He put the bed sheet back into the Storage Bag, took out a talisman pen, and planned to draw a similar ghostly drawing on the wall.

At first, the first stroke was fine, but by the fourth or fifth stroke, Tian Lin found the ghostly drawing drained his True Qi so quickly from within him that his strokes began to falter.

Such a situation Tian Lin had only encountered while initially learning to create talismans. However, given his current cultivation and understanding of talismans, it shouldn't be possible for him to be exhausted after just a few strokes.

"This ghostly drawing really has something special to it!"

Tian Lin was now convinced of the drawing's extraordinariness. Moreover, he boldly speculated that this ghostly drawing held the secrets to the way South Suburb Town and Taiping Village had ended up as they were.

Unfortunately, though he suspected the ghostly drawing as some kind of talisman script, he did not understand its meaning and function.

"This ghostly drawing must be important, perhaps crucial to breaking the situation — but even with the aid of Cold Fragrance Leaf, how could I decipher this ghostly drawing within just ten days?"

Fascinated by the ghostly drawing, Tian Lin, after attempting a few more times, eventually threw away the talisman pen.

He strained his ears to listen outside, vaguely hearing sounds of fighting.

Without further hesitation, Tian Lin used the Earth Escape Skill and merged into the soil, moving toward another household.

Within moments, Tian Lin had appeared in another Corpse Well.

He first did as usual, using the Array Plate inside the previous well to gather the Corpse Qi, then absorbed it completely.

He then looked toward the well opening of this Land of Corpse Nourishment, and sure enough, he saw the door boards placed by Mei Xiangu and the others.

With the door boards sealing the well opening, Tian Lin was relieved not having to take the door boards from his Storage Bag to seal it himself.

By then, he dared to boldly direct his gaze toward the coffin inside the well.

This Corpse Well was slightly smaller than the previous one, only just able to hold three coffins.

All three coffins were black. Based on the coffins alone, Tian Lin suspected that the highest level within was just dry corpses.

He placed the Array Flag in front of the three black coffins as a precaution, then proceeded to open the first black coffin.

As the coffin lid was removed, Corpse Qi from the black coffin erupted instantly.

Tian Lin took just one look at the dry corpse in the black coffin, then moved on to open the second black coffin.

As he expected, both black coffins contained dry corpses, neither of notably high quality.

Tian Lin patted both hands as the two dry corpses fell on his back.

Using the Sticky Word Technique, he securely controlled the two dry corpses. In just a moment, he had completely refined them both into waste.

"Indeed, as long as you don't fear Corpse Qi, directly carrying corpses enhances the Cultivation Technique faster than consuming Cold Fragrance Leaf."

Tian Lin placed a hand on the third coffin, proceeding to carry the corpse in the third black coffin as he had with the ordinary ones.

He decisively reduced the three corpses to powder and quickly surveyed the walls of the Corpse Well.

Unfortunately, the walls inside this Corpse Well held no ghostly drawings or any last words.

Tian Lin didn't stay longer, taking the Array Flag and moving toward the next Corpse Well —

As Tian Lin shuttled back and forth inside the Corpse Wells, in the old watchman's guest room, tensions ran high, much like they were in the Corpse Well.

Now, Mei Xiangu and the others' room was teetering on collapse, with several layers of boards nailed inside and out.

But even with those efforts, the dilapidated house couldn't be patched up indefinitely.

"If we don't start striking, I'm afraid the battle will soon destroy this house entirely."

Du Qiping couldn't help but plead with Zhou Ting: "Let's strike the bamboo clapper, let daylight scare off those soldier Evil Spirits. That way, we'll have time to start repairing the house."

Zhou Ting replied, "No rush, let the house utterly collapse, then we strike the clapper — whatever happens, we must give Junior Brother Tian the time to absorb the Corpse Qi."

The old Village Chief would force them to inspect the corpses during the day, but those corpses were all Droughts, and they were not easy to deal with.

He would choose to strike the clapper only as coffins were pulled from the pond, so the so-called daytime was only during those villagers' coffin retrieval times.

And he had calculated carefully that the villagers' coffin retrieval, at most, wouldn't take more than an hour.

That means so-called daytime lasts not for six hours, but only an hour.

What can be done in an hour? Even if the time is doubled, it's not enough for Tian Lin to absorb the Corpse Qi from a few corpses.

Therefore, they had to lengthen the night to gain more time for Tian Lin to absorb Corpse Qi. They hoped that in ten days, Tian Lin could fully absorb all the Corpse Qi — in that case, the Evil Spirit in the village would have no dry corpses to use against them.

"If the house gets completely destroyed, it won't be repairable. Then where do we hide from the soldier Evil Spirits?"

Zhou Ting gazed intensely at another True Disciple who posed the question: "At worst, we'll switch rooms; who said we officials only have to stay in the guest room? There are bound to be spare rooms in this village, and as long as the Door Gods are present, staying in any room works the same."

He continued, "Besides, compared to Junior Brother Tian, what danger can we face staying indoors? In this desperate place, only by putting ourselves in harm's way can we survive. Otherwise, the more we fear death, the sooner it will come."

Though he spoke such words, Zhou Ting hadn't disclosed that his bamboo clapper and gong had already cracked with numerous fissures. Just a few more strikes, and they would disintegrate into pieces.