Chapter 157
Sealing the Gate, Wind Gate
Chapter 157 Sealing the Gate, Wind Gate
A ventilation door, not a sealing door?
Qi Ning and Zhong Cai, who arrived at the scene, were also somewhat surprised by this discovery.
"So this is Fengmen Village. I always thought it was a closed-off place."
Zhong Cai said.
In fact, it wasn't just him; most people, upon hearing about the customs of Fengmen Village, would imagine "Fengmen" as "Fengmen" (sealed gate).
The 'sealing the door' in 'sealing the door and eliminating all descendants' means to 'seal the door and prevent future generations from living in poverty'.
Now, seeing the written words for the first time, everyone understands the true name of Fengmen Village.
Why is it called a wind gate?
Qi Ning asked.
No one knew the answer to this, but Chen Miao did have some guesses.
Speculation about the second feng shui arrangement.
He viewed those nodes as 'pumps', and the same logic applies if the nodes are replaced with 'blowers'.
In this way, the airflow through this air vent can be connected.
Chen Miao didn't dwell on the village's name. He looked at Qi Ning and Zhong Cai and said, "I sensed a strong yin energy emanating from this stone. This stone is very likely the core of the second feng shui formation!"
Zhong Cai was startled and immediately went to the edge of the rock to check.
Zhong Cai did not possess Chen Miao's ability to gather yin energy, but he pulled up the sleeve of his left arm, revealing a tattoo in the middle of his left arm.
The tattoo was a traditional Chinese character for "corpse".
Zhong Cai pressed his left arm against the stone, and after a moment, he quickly removed it.
"Sure enough, the stone is filled with a lot of yin energy!"
Zhong Cai's discovery also piqued Qi Ning's curiosity.
However, his watch couldn't detect the yin energy inside the stone.
Putting away his watch, Qi Ning looked at Zhong Cai.
"Is that a yin-pattern tattoo?"
"Yes, I once met a tattoo artist specializing in yin tattoos. I had him do the tattoos for me, and I could sense yin energy."
When Chen Miao heard Zhong Cai say this, he felt a pang of sympathy for Zhong Cai's decades of wandering.
It seems quite exciting.
I encountered a feng shui master and a tattoo artist specializing in yin-style tattoos.
Most importantly, Zhong Cai was able to befriend them and gain benefits from them.
Chen Miao knew he didn't have that ability.
After sighing, Chen Miao suddenly spoke up while the two were examining the stone.
“I might know about this feng shui arrangement.”
With just one sentence, Chen Miao attracted their attention.
“I hadn’t thought of it before when I was in the house, but after seeing this stone and feeling the yin energy in it, I suddenly remembered a passage from a book I had read before.”
"I don't remember the specifics, and I don't know the name of the feng shui arrangement, but the effect of this feng shui arrangement was roughly like this..."
Chen Miao shared what he had learned from the book about the characteristics of the second feng shui formation.
He then shared his speculations about the two feng shui arrangements.
The sudden news was hard for both of them to process.
Chen Miao did not interrupt the two and waited quietly.
Whether they can understand or not, all Chen Miao needs is the say in what to do next.
Only with the power to act could Chen Miao test the feasibility of his next plan and see the changed content in the book.
Not long after, Zhong Cai spoke first.
“Your guess is very convincing. If the two feng shui arrangements influence and are nested together, it can explain many of my questions.”
"But what exactly is the purpose of this feng shui arrangement? Why is it necessary for the corpse energy of those zombies to circulate underground? What's the point? Does this mean that the zombies will learn to cook after all this?"
Chen Miao looked at Zhong Cai and asked, "Brother Zhong, do you know of any method to nourish a corpse with corpse energy?"
Chen Miao's words stunned Zhong Cai. "You mean the purpose of these two feng shui arrangements is... to raise a corpse? But which corpse are you raising?"
Chen Miao nodded: "Actually, when I rescued you, I vaguely sensed that there was something under that open space to the west, but given how little we knew about Fengmen Village, I didn't think about touching it."
"Now that these two feng shui formations have appeared, I have a rough idea of what that thing is."
"There's a good chance a zombie is buried there!"
"A zombie that the entire village nurtured for perhaps more than fifty years."
Chen Miao looked at Zhong Cai, whose face had turned pale, and asked, "Brother Zhong, under these circumstances, what level of zombie can you raise?"
Zhong Cai opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.
According to the orthodox Zhong family method of raising corpses, a white zombie can be formed in one year, a black zombie in three years, a jumping zombie in ten years or more, and fifty years...
Zhong Cai didn't know; it might still be a jumping zombie, or it might be a flying zombie!
Zhong Cai felt that there was a high probability that it was a flying zombie.
Although fifty years may not be enough, and even a hundred years may not be enough to raise flying zombies, the situation in Fengmen Village is not that of an ordinary place for raising corpses.
In this facility, nearly thirty zombies provide corpse energy to the thing underground every year.
In fifty years, how much corpse energy did that thing absorb?
Zhong Cai dared not even think about it.
For the first time, Zhong Cai felt a sense of powerlessness.
As a descendant of the corpse-driving lineage, no one understood better than him what flying zombies meant.
Previously, when they encountered the half-finished jumping zombie created by Zhong Fa at the Tianmen Funeral Home, he had to work together with Chen Miao to deal with it.
If they had encountered a real zombie, their fates would have been uncertain.
Not to mention this zombie that has been nurtured for fifty years and absorbed so much corpse energy.
Even if it wasn't a flying zombie, a jumping zombie like that was something those three henchmen couldn't handle.
Chen Miao noticed Zhong Cai's distraught state and understood his feelings.
After all, he had died many times at the hands of that flying zombie; even a half-finished one was enough to kill them instantly.
However, Zhong Cai was not in a good state at the moment, so Chen Miao continued, "If you really keep a zombie, that zombie must be very powerful."
"However, since he hasn't come out yet, it means he hasn't achieved his goal."
"In that case, he is a half-finished product. If we can weaken this half-finished product further, the three of us might not be unable to put up a fight."
Chen Miao's words drew Zhong Cai's attention.
He meant that unless the flying zombies, which were only half-finished, were weakened by 90%, they would still die.
But seeing Chen Miao's determined face, Zhong Cai didn't say anything discouraging.
Not trying will definitely kill you, trying might kill you.
Which one to choose is obvious at a glance.
Qi Ning naturally understood the special circumstances and immediately placed his full trust in Chen Miao.
"Chen Miao, now that you say so, you must have a solution. Tell me, what should we do? We'll cooperate!"
Chen Miao nodded upon hearing this.
"I do have a method I can try, but I don't know how effective it will be."
"I don't want to just wait to die without trying, and I'm sure you two feel the same way."
"Then let's try my method."
As he spoke, Chen Miao looked at Qi Ning.
“Brother Qi, I need you to stay here with a spirit tablet to ward off evil spirits. You may have to be alone for a while.”
"May I?"
Chen Miao looked at Qi Ning.
He smiled after Qi Ning nodded.
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(End of this chapter)