Yin Yang Lantern Man

What's inside the Dian Garden?
Tombstones, all tombstones, this is the end of the sacrifice.

Chen Ning'an walked along the path. This place was much larger than the Red Candle Cemetery. He had not seen the end until he broke through the void.

From time to time, you can see some fog dispersing, folding the things in the Dian Garden and projecting them to various places.

This... is the origin of the Red Candle Cemetery?

Chen Ning'an cut through the void and finally reached the end of the cemetery.

He was not in a hurry to explore the secrets in the cemetery, but was determined to find the lightning-struck wood.

But in the end, he came to a void space where there was no lightning-struck wood.

"I think too much."

He shook his head slightly, then picked up the pocket lantern from his body.

The light of the lanterns gradually spread out, shining in the memorial garden, and many people could be seen surging in the light.

Can it capture scenes from the past?

Chen Ning'an was slightly surprised. No wonder the suppressed evil would give something to him.

Is information stored in the past?

He moved with a lantern in his hand. Although he was alone, he seemed to be in a bustling market.

"What is this?"

Gan Lao asked: "It can actually record things that happened in the past, is it a magic treasure?"

"do not know."

Chen Ning'an looked around and wandered around the cemetery, looking for any possible accidents.

"We can't go any further ahead."

At this moment, among the phantoms coming and going, an old man's eyes fell on Chen Ning'an.

He was burning paper, and it was the shadow of the past, talking to him while burning the paper.

"Can you see me?"

Chen Ning'an approached him, and the light of the lantern made this man seem real.

"I'm standing right in front of me, of course I can see you."

The old man grinned and said, "Further ahead, there are only wild graves. The things inside have long since mutated because no one has worshipped them. If you go there, they will be eaten until there is nothing left."

Wild grave?

Chen Ning'an raised the lantern, and behind the old man was pitch darkness with countless graves.

Some are still intact and look like tombs, but some have been damaged and only a small mound of earth is left.

"Thank you."

He took a closer look but did not go in directly, but continued to stroll around the garden.

It was more than ten years before I finished visiting all the tombstones.

When he saw the last tombstone, he did not hesitate at all and approached the wild grave area with a lantern.

After all, there are only a few graves in the Dianyuan that are worshipped by people, but there are too many graves that are not worshipped by anyone to count.

Some people say that the biggest secret of the virtual world is buried there, while others say that it contains unparalleled horror and great evil.

Chen Ning'an met the old man again.

"Don't go in."

The old man said to him: "If you die in there, no one will collect your body."

"who are you?"

Chen Ningan narrowed his eyes. Among so many illusions and past figures, only this old man spoke to him and could see him.

"I'm just an ordinary old man, coming here to pay tribute to an old friend."

The old man motioned to Chen Ning'an to move the candle forward.

"Look, he's still smiling."

There was a statue of a person on the tomb, and it was none other than Chen Ningan!
"boom!"

Thunder fell from the sky! Chen Ningan took decisive action, but failed to hit the old man.

"Don't be so angry."

The old man smiled and said, "I'm in the past, you can't hit me."

"I'd like to advise you that sometimes it's good to be honest and do your job. There's no need to touch things that you shouldn't touch."

"You are someone who knows me, too."

Chen Ning'an looked thoughtful. Holding a lantern, he walked into the cemetery without hesitation.

When the light of the lantern faded, the old man naturally disappeared as well.

"who are you!"

Master Gan was horrified. The origin of this ghost cultivator seemed unusual.

The memorial garden is also divided into areas. The tombs in the outermost area are newer, while the tombs closer to the desolate graves are older.

The grave just now was the one closest to the desolate graveyard, and it was probably older than that of a Void Refining cultivator.

However, he criticized Chen Ning'an and advised him not to meddle in other people's affairs.

"Just some dying people."

Chen Ning'an did not answer Master Gan Lao, because he didn't know who he was at this moment.

At first, he thought he was Chen Ning'an, a genius in divination who died unjustly.

But later, he discovered that he was Chen Ning and Chen Ning'an was just his reincarnation.

But soon, he was called Chen An again, and was the strongest night watcher in New Qin. If it weren't for himself, he would have massacred the entire New Qin.

But later, he found himself Chen Ning'an again, until his own golden statue appeared.

Don't break the void, these four words made him come here.

The light from the lanterns illuminates the wild graves.

Most of the wild graves are devoid of life, and even in the past, no one worships them.

The longer he stays, the farther his light can reach.

There seemed to be something in front of a small mound, and Chen Ningan stopped subconsciously.

This grave didn't even have a tombstone, but under the light, a name slowly appeared on it.

Tomb of the Demon.

Who is Fu Mo?

I don’t know. This is an existence that disappeared in the eternity. Chen Ningan continued to wait, and finally someone came to burn incense.

It was an old man, who looked almost the same as the old man outside.

"All dead."

The old man sighed, burning incense on the tombstone and crying.

"Everyone is dead, and I am the only one left. I am dying too."

"Oh, Fu Mo, I am going to die too."

A sad voice came from the old man's mouth. He wiped the dust off the tombstone with his sleeve and then walked out of the range.

Disappeared.

Chen Ning'an frowned and then came to the second tombstone.

"The Tomb of the Vast Sea."

No one burned incense, and from the moment it appeared, no one came to worship anymore.

It seems that it is not worthy of worship.

Looking further ahead is the tomb of Zhao Kuang.

Tomb of Liang Jun.

The light of the lantern became brighter and brighter, and before he knew it, he was walking further and further away.

Until one place, he saw a dry tree.

All the leaves have fallen, leaving only the branches, bare and buried here forever.

It also has a tombstone with the words: "Tomb of the Tree."

Who erected this tombstone?

Chen Ning'an originally wanted to leave, but suddenly, he felt a burning sensation in his body, which was the heat from the Vajra Talisman.

I still remember that at the beginning, he used the Yin of blood to carve the Vajra Talisman, opening the way to the human body talisman, which led to what he has today.

There was powder of wood struck by lightning in the shadow of blood, and at this moment, it was the powder of wood struck by lightning that was burning him.

He wanted to leave but couldn't stop slowly.

The tree no longer withered in the light of the lantern, but grew leaves, dry yet full of life.

That tree was originally here.

"What is it that would make you help me even if you die?"

Chen Ning'an looked at it deeply. The branches of the trees were swaying. He couldn't see clearly, and his eyes were wet without him realizing it.

He stretched out his hand, wanting to touch it, but his fingertips penetrated the void. A dead tree, a branch suddenly fell to the ground, all of this was destined.

Chen Ningan understood what was going on. This was the divination of a dead branch falling to the ground. He calculated silently and finally locked onto the south.

"Go south. Is that what you want to tell me?"

He asked, but the trees no longer answered him.

The trees in the candlelight died again, their branches and leaves withered and completely dried up.

It seemed as if that period of revival was just for him to have this fortune.

Chen Ning'an walked south, and the further he got, the more puzzles he encountered.

In the endless darkness, he reached the end, tears kept falling from his eyes.

He didn't recognize the tombstones, but they made his body...and soul react.

"Master Gan, who built this memorial garden?"

He asked, blood mixed with his tears.

"I don't know. It has been here since the beginning of my life."

Gan Lao’s answer is actually the standard answer. When the virtual world appeared, this Dian Garden was already there.

No one has investigated how old it is.

Chen Ning'an kept walking here as if there was no end. The further he walked, the flatter the ground became.

In fact, this is where the densely packed tombs are.

He finally encountered the weirdness in the tomb.

It was a woman in white, floating above the plains, and she came closer when she saw the light of his lantern.

Evil spirit.

Chen Ning'an didn't move and let her get closer.

She must have been a beautiful woman when she was alive, but unfortunately her head was split open and her brain could be seen directly. It was so horrifying.

She stared at Chen Ning'an without saying a word.

This is the first evil spirit.

Afterwards, Chen Ning'an encountered the second evil spirit, which was the same as the woman, but half of its face was cut off. It was also surrounded by lantern light and followed him.

More and more evil spirits were staring at him. There was no expression on their faces. They just kept surrounding him.

"Chen Ning'an, if you want to kill me, just kill me. This is too scary!"

Gan Lao shouted, his heart couldn't take it anymore.

No, he has no heart. This evil is like a moth around a lantern, and its strength is unknown.

"Continue to go."

Chen Ning'an kept heading south. Along the way, more and more evil spirits approached him, but he just didn't say anything and didn't take any other action.

They all know themselves.

This idea popped up in his mind without any source, but he was very sure of it.

I don't know how long it took, but he reached the end.

Looking back, he saw countless evil spirits under the light, looking at him with calm eyes.

"What exactly do you want to express?"

He stopped. It was quiet here. There was only a yellow map the size of a person, with nothing growing on it.

The light from the lantern finally illuminated the loess.

There is a raised grave here, and the words on the tombstone are becoming clearer and clearer.

"I."

Just one word, me, my grave?

Chen Ning'an's heart moved, he suddenly remembered something, quickly lowered his head, and started digging with his hands and feet.

Just like when he dug in the Hongzhu Cemetery, he finally dug up the loess and revealed a coffin.

After who knows how many years, the coffin broke into pieces when he touched it, but the things inside the coffin were still intact.

That was... a little man sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, exactly the same as the suppressed "evil".

Was it because of this other evil that the lantern had led him here?
As the light from his lantern illuminated the little man, his eyelids trembled and he slowly opened his eyes:

"The old times are gone forever, who will look for me again?"

The villain's expression was completely different from that of the evil one, and his eyes fell on Chen Ning'an.

"who are you?"

"Isn't this something I should ask you?"

Chen Ning'an asked him back, but before he could say anything, the evil spirits around him lined up and sent themselves into the little man's mouth one by one.

Although there was no sound, these evil spirits made Chen Ning'an cry. He watched the little man eat everything, and finally there was a hint of intelligence in his eyes.

"Give me the statue."

He suddenly spoke, and he was talking to Chen Ning'an.

The latter immediately took out his golden statue from the world, and the little man nodded, suddenly realizing.

"It is indeed this, but why didn't Rotten Clothes tell you?" He looked into the distance, and at this moment, it seemed as if countless pairs of evil eyes were watching him.

"So that's how it is. He's not dead."

The villain suddenly realized, with sympathy and relief in his eyes, he said:

"I am immortal, but my soul has been divided into many parts. The final secret lies in one of them."

The villain gave Chen Ning'an a coordinate: "Go, go and find it, a certain soul will tell you everything."

He closed his eyes, and Chen Ning'an discovered that the little man was tied with chains, locking him in the coffin.

Another secret.

Chen Ning'an nodded, then turned and left without hesitation. He had wasted too much time and now had to go find the second coordinate immediately.

The coordinates given by the other party are of a lake.

Mingxin Lake.

Leaving the virtual world and entering Jingzhao Kingdom, Mingxin Lake is located there.

This Mingxin Lake is the favorite place for monks to come. Only by coming here can they find out what they want and what their true heart is.

This year is no exception.

When Chen Ning'an arrived here, one disciple after another took off their clothes and entered the lake.

The emerald green lake reflected the sky. When Chen Ningan set foot here, he was shouted at!

"Where are you from, monk? Do you know if our Mica Mountain is covered this year?"

They were all wearing the same uniform, so Chen Ningan, an outsider, stood out.

"roll."

Chen Ning'an uttered a word and walked towards Mingxin Lake.

"Arrogant, do you know what kind of power our Yunmu Mountain is?"

The monk shouted angrily and was about to step forward to teach him a lesson.

"bass!"

A sword flew past, and the man was completely shattered into pieces, even his soul was not spared.

The blood dyed the emerald green red, and Chen Ningan gently stretched out his feet and touched the lake water.

In an instant, the lake water turned extremely dark, and scarlet blood overflowed from it.

Mingxin, Mingxin, Chen Ningan's heart is full of scars and cold-blooded.

As soon as he set foot here, the mirror of Mingxin Lake was polluted.

The lake was so deep that he felt as if he was being pulled down by countless hands, all the way to the oxygen-free abyss at the bottom of the lake.

"what!"

The disciples screamed and they all began to distort, affected by Chen Ning'an, and the people at the bottom were standing in front of a small temple under the water.

Inside the temple, there is also a little man tied up with chains.

"It's an extremely evil thing."

The villain looked at Chen Ningan and said, "Are you here to die?"

"I'm here to ask for a secret."

Chen Ning'an took out his golden statue, and the latter was speechless.

Then, a flash of understanding appeared in his eyes.

"I can only help you ask your heart. As for what you can ask, it all depends on you."

"can."

Chen Ningan looked at the chains and said, "I hope I can find out who I am this time."

(End of this chapter)