One black jar after another, in the filthy and disordered room, emitted a strong stench of decay.
Lu Fei hid in the narrow space between the black jars, watching as the old legs gradually moved closer, covering the small black dog's mouth and holding his own breath.
Some practitioners can sense the presence of others nearby through their breathing and aura.
This person knew the art of raising corpses, clearly an evil practitioner. Before understanding the depth of his strength, it was best not to startle him.
The man entered the room and stopped by one of the black jars, looking at something unknown.
The dirty black cloth shoes were less than a meter away from Lu Fei, and he remained completely still, trying to reduce his presence as much as possible.
The man stood quietly for a moment, then his body moved, and his legs began to bend, as if he was about to squat down.
Lu Fei frowned and prepared himself.
Just at that moment.
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! Help..."
Suddenly, a terrified cry from the parrot sounded outside the window.
The man was startled, straightened up, glanced outside, and immediately rushed out.
Hearing the footsteps fade away.
Lu Fei then opened the door with the small black dog and quietly left the foul-smelling house.
After a while.
He saw an old man staggering back, seemingly having discovered nothing, and entered the house in a fit of anger.
When the house quieted down, Lu Fei went to find Jia Banxian.
The small black dog led Lu Fei through several disorderly alleys, sniffing and searching as they went.
Circling around several dilapidated buildings, they arrived at a pitch-black alley.
The corner of the alley was piled high with all sorts of clutter, and the small black dog dashed right in.
"Semi-Immortal?" Lu Fei tried calling out.
"Lu family's boy?"
Hearing Lu Fei's voice, Jia Semi-Immortal emerged from the pile of junk, brushing off the debris on his body.
"You scared me! I thought that person was chasing after me! Fortunately, during those three years outside, I trained my legs well and can run fast! How about you, did that old guy spot you?"
The elderly man who entered the room was the sanitation worker they had seen before.
"Almost. Luckily, the little parrot called out in time." Lu Fei let out a slight sigh of relief, taking out a green feather, "Semi-Immortal, look at this."
"A bird feather!?" Jia Semi-Immortal quickly took the little parrot and compared it to the feather, "Exactly the same! You found it inside the house?"
"Yes." Lu Fei nodded.
"Did you see the child then?" Jia Banxian became excited.
"I did see..." Lu Fei sighed gloomily, "But... they are all dead..."
"Dead?!"
Jia Banxian was struck with shock, he stood there for a few seconds before coming back to his senses, staring in disbelief with wide eyes.
"Then this little bird will have no chance..."
"What chance?" Lu Fei looked up curiously.
"Considering the various signs from this bird, I guess it can talk, not just mimic like a parrot, but..." Jia Banxian gazed at the little parrot in his hand, which seemed to be in low spirits, with heartache.
"There is a child's soul attached to its body."
Lu Fei suddenly understood: "The child from that house!? When a child is extremely frightened, their soul can easily be scared out of their body; by a twist of fate, the soul entered the little parrot and finally flew out."
"It must be so... what a pity, what a pity, still couldn't save him..." Jia Banxian shook his head with a sigh, "Was the child abused to death? We need to call the police; that beast must not get away with it!"
"It's not that simple; there's more than one child's corpse inside, they were buried in jars filled with glutinous rice." Thinking of the scene in the house, Lu Fei couldn't help but clench his fists.
"What! More than one child? Buried in glutinous rice... That old beast is raising children's corpses! It's absolutely inhumane!" Jia Banxian's eyes were wide with anger, his beard trembling.
"Banxian, what is the purpose of raising children's corpses?" Lu Fei couldn't help but ask.
"A child's aura is the purest. It is said that using a child to raise a corpse makes it easiest to create a zombie," Jia Banxian's voice was heavy.
"Raising zombies? What does that thing want to do?" Lu Fei was quite shocked.
"How can we know what a beast is thinking?" Jia Banxian shook his head, stroking the little parrot in his hand, gnashing his teeth.
"Young Lu, we must avenge these poor little ones! We can't let that old beast go!"
"Of course! But not now, there are still some things we need to figure out."
Lu Fei turned his head, looked at Xishan Park, and then at the somber old residential building.
He felt that there was some connection between the two.
The park in the early morning.
Dewdrops hung on the lush vegetation.
Lu Fei and Jia Baxian had already arrived in front of the dried-up well.
Scattered around the well were fragments of a red dress, and inside the well mouth, there were scratches of varying shades of blood color.
It was unknown who had won last night, the well demon or the red-dressed vengeful ghost.
"Baxian, I can go down by myself, you keep watch up here."
Lu Fei tied one end of the safety rope to a large tree nearby and the other end to his own waist.
"The yin energy in the well is very strong, be extremely careful!"
Jia Baxian patted his shoulder, with a look of concern in his eyes.
"In broad daylight, it shouldn't be a big problem."
Lu Fei nodded to him, put on his headlamp, grabbed the edge of the well, and slowly descended.
"Take it easy."
Jia Banxian, with the parrot and the small black dog, watched him nervously at the edge of the well.
Lu Fei gave him an OK gesture and slowly lowered himself by pulling the rope.
His body was gradually enveloped by the cold, the light from above grew dimmer, and the headlamp swept over the moss-covered well walls, where Lu Fei saw strange runes carved in a crooked manner.
However, these runes were now marred by blood-red scratch marks.
"It looks like the red-clothed vengeful spirit has the upper hand..."
He descended about ten meters or so.
Lu Fei's feet finally touched the ground. The space below was cramped, and he could see everything in one glance.
Apart from leaves and garbage, there was nothing else.
Lu Fei took off the small shovel from his waist and dug through the soil under his feet, but found no sign of a person or a child's corpse.
"Sure enough, there's nothing! Otherwise, the police would have found it long ago."
Lu Fei's guess was confirmed. He put away the shovel and prepared to leave.
At that moment.
The plastic doll, which should have been in his backpack, fell out with a thud.
Its stiff little hand seemed to point at the well wall.
"Hmm? Something there?"
Lu Fei paused, crouched down, and tapped the place the plastic doll was pointing to with the small shovel.
"It's hollow!"
His expression changed slightly as he used the shovel to pry open those bricks, revealing a hidden compartment inside, containing a very small jar.
The jar was also painted with cinnabar to ward off evil.
"Is this the well spirit?"
Lu Fei put on gloves before taking out the jar.
Above the well opening.
Jia Banxian and the small black dog were tightly guarding the edge of the well, watching the constantly swaying rope, feeling extremely anxious.
"Why hasn't he come up yet? It should be clear if there are any corpses down there. Does it really need to take so long? But with this kid's abilities, nothing should have gone wrong..."
Just as they were becoming anxious.
Rustle, rustle!
There was a sneaky sound coming from the bushes behind them.