With Thunder, Shatter the Darkness

In the corridor, Dongfang Shuye's gaze finally fell upon Shouzhen and the other two again. This time, his eyes brooked no doubt.

"Now, can you tell me who you really are?"

Xia Zhi, who had been silent all along, was the first to speak.

"Pengcheng Branch, missing person from the safe house incident, Xia Zhi."

"Chunyang Temple in Yangcheng, Shouzhen."

Dongfang Shuye had naturally read the files. He looked at Shouzhen and shook his head. "You are not Shouzhen. I have seen the file of Shouzhen from Chunyang Temple."

Shouzhen hastily explained, "I am currently using a disguise technique, but I can't undo it myself. I can only rely on Layman Lin to help me undo it."

Dongfang Shuye remained noncommittal. He turned his head to look at Ma Wenlong.

"Then you must be Ma Wenlong, right?"

Shouzhen immediately explained, "He is a mole, but he has already been subdued by Layman Lin. Right now, they are just four wooden figures."

Stringing these few keywords together, Dongfang Shuye instantly figured out the connection.

So he had deduced that everyone, including that guy named Lin Mo, were Liu Zheng's people.

"This Liu Zheng, just how many things is he hiding from us?"

Xia Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Everything Group Leader Dongfang wants to know, we will explain one by one later."

"Alright, I hope you aren't here to deceive me."

Saying this, he walked towards the door number provided by Rose.

Meanwhile, Lin Mo was also continuously ascending in the elevator.

This building had at most twenty floors.

However, the screen in the elevator currently displayed the thirty-second floor.

Ding!

The doors opened.

A heavy stench of decay mixed with incense, accompanied by a piercingly cold, ghostly wind, violently poured in from outside.

Outside the door, it was pitch black, so dark one couldn't see their own fingers.

Beneath his feet, thick clouds and mist churned, as if taking a single step out would mean falling into a bottomless abyss.

For any normal person, the consequence of taking this step would be a free fall from a hundred meters high, ultimately resulting in an intimate encounter with the ground, smashing into an unrecognizable pile of mush.

Yet, Lin Mo hovered steadily in mid-air.

He looked down, only to see the entire residential complex enveloped in a dense, visible yin energy, like a massive black tumor entrenched in the corner of the city.

As for feng shui theories, Lin Mo couldn't be bothered to delve deeply into them.

But among the seventy-two divine abilities he had mastered, there happened to be a technique called Earth Discernment.

Without needing a compass or asking about the Eight Trigrams, he could see through the essence of mountains, rivers, and earth veins at a single glance.

Even without understanding feng shui, he could easily use this divine ability to identify what kind of place this residential complex below him was.

This was a land of shaded yin.

Continuous mountain ranges happened to encircle it in their embrace, but they also blocked out the vast majority of sunlight.

Only at noon could the sun struggle to cast a few rays of light through the gaps in the mountain ranges; for the rest of the time, this place was shrouded in shadows.

In ordinary yin lands, the yin energy was impure and mixed, making it unsuitable for burials.

But the marvel of this place was that it happened to have a layout surrounded by mountains and embraced by water.

Although the yin energy was heavy, it was combed through and made pure and mild by the flowing water veins. Using it as a yin dwelling for the dead was actually a rather good choice.

Presumably, those columbarium apartments emerged precisely because of this.

However, the living and the dead sharing the same space was ultimately not a good thing.

Yang energy and yin energy clashed day and night. Over time, if another resident were to die a violent death here, their unyielding resentment, under the condition of flourishing yin and declining yang, would very normally spawn some unclean things.

Lin Mo hadn't expected to encounter such a place midway.

With a movement of his body, he silently descended from mid-air, his feet landing on the cold concrete floor of the rooftop.

There were no lights here, only a grayish mist lingering all around, compressing the visibility to within three meters. This mist was not water vapor; it carried a sticky, greasy texture, slowly squirming against the skin.

If it were an ordinary person, they wouldn't even be able to see this mist.

Lin Mo frowned somewhat impatiently.

He raised his right hand, spread his five fingers, and casually grabbed at the thick fog in front of him.

The surrounding gray mist seemed to be drawn by some invisible force, frantically converging towards Lin Mo's palm, emitting waves of shrill, mournful shrieks.

The mist was forcefully compressed and kneaded, eventually forming a blurry humanoid shape.

"Heh heh heh!"

The humanoid figure let out a hoarse sound like a broken bellows, its facial features twisted, a pair of hollow eye sockets staring fixedly at Lin Mo.

Lin Mo tilted his head to appraise it, and spoke indifferently, "Do you have grievances?"

The humanoid figure didn't answer, only uttering meaningless roars from its throat. Its gaping mouth was empty, containing only continuously churning gray mist.

"So it's a lingering remnant whose wishes have been fulfilled, yet still covets the mortal realm and refuses to dissipate."

Lin Mo instantly understood.

This kind of thing could no longer be considered a sentient evil spirit, but merely an aggregate of malice acting on instinct.

Keeping it around would only be a menace.

He couldn't be bothered to waste any more breath, and his right hand holding the humanoid figure suddenly tightened.

Poof.

A soft sound, as if popping a water blister.

That humanoid figure formed of thick fog didn't even have time to let out a scream before it instantly collapsed, turning into the purest particles and completely dissipating between heaven and earth.

It was all about being clean and efficient, reducing it to ashes.

Lin Mo clapped his hands, as if merely brushing off a speck of insignificant dust.

"Since you were unwilling to disperse, this True Man will send you on your way. You're welcome."

He looked around. With the dissipation of that thing, the mist on the rooftop had noticeably thinned out a bit, but the distance was still shrouded in thick fog.

The corners of Lin Mo's mouth twitched.

"Are they coexisting so harmoniously? Just how many people have died in this place?"

Just as he finished speaking, a wave of resentment several times stronger than the previous entity suddenly shot up into the sky from another building.

However, its momentum was nowhere near as formidable as the billowing black smoke at Lilin Plaza.

Lin Mo drew a yellow talisman from his pocket and flicked it out with his finger.

A silver-white lightning bolt that could illuminate the entire sky shot out from the yellow talisman.

Boom!

Cube leaned against the wall, watching the situation outside the window.

Rose was also leaning against the wall.

Sitting in the chairs were Xia Zhi and his companions.

Including Liu Zheng and Old Bai, they were all sitting across from Dongfang Shuye.

The man beside Dongfang Shuye kept nodding as he listened to Shouzhen's words.

"It's all the truth."

This interrogator transferred from out of town was essentially a living polygraph.

His ability was not just lie detection; he could also sense the scene at the time based on what the other party was saying.

After all, some people could manage to speak nothing but the truth, but under his ability, whether it was the truth or a lie, he could distinguish it clearly through scene simulation.

Dongfang Shuye rested his chin on his hand, thinking. If this was the case, the other party might still be worried whether he was a bad guy.

"Let's drop it for now, I won't delve any deeper. However, we must know where Ning Qingcheng is right now."

He scanned the four people opposite him.

As for Ma Wenlong and the Frozen Killer, neither of them could say anything, so it was completely impossible to interrogate them.

Cube and Rose also didn't know that the interrogator Dongfang Shuye had brought had this kind of ability.

At this moment, Shouzhen and Xia Zhi looked at each other in dismay.

"Uh... the only ones who might know Ning Qingcheng's location are True Man Beixuan and Layman Lin."