Starting his cultivation from marrying the Weaver Girl

Chapter 44: Sealing the Door, the Yin House, and the Ceramic Doll
Lin Yao walked to the door of a house and reached out to touch the door panel.

The embroidery thread slipped into the house through the gap in the door panel. An extremely cold breath came from the embroidery thread, and Lin Yao shivered from the cold.

Xiaoqing, who was standing beside him, immediately pulled his hand away from the door.

The cold aura made Lin Yao's arms unable to move.

"All these rooms are probably filled with dead bodies."

Embroidery threads kept falling from Lin Yao's cuffs. The originally bright red threads had now turned into dark red ice sculptures.

When Xiaoqing heard his words, she couldn't help but gasp even though she had seen sacrifices all over the city.

"If all these houses are filled with corpses, who made the pot at the entrance to the village?"

"No."

Lin Yao did not feel the same aura from the pot as that person.

The two stood there, not knowing what to say.

Fengmen Village was full of dead bodies. Meat soup was being cooked at the entrance of the village, and even the houses that were meant for the living were turned into tombs.

These things happened one after another, making Lin Yao's mind a little confused.

"Be careful, go to where that person is first."

When the man left the roof, Lin Yao still asked the embroidery thread to follow him. Now the information from the embroidery thread showed that the man had stopped.

And it is very likely that that is the real center of Fengmen Village.

The two of them quickly approached the location of the figure. It was extremely quiet along the way, with only the red and white candlelight illuminating the way forward.

As we walked further, we saw two lanterns on the doors on both sides. The lanterns were also red and white, emitting a bright green flame.

After walking for a while, a huge old house appeared in front of them.

It was located there, facing exactly the opposite direction to the other rooms in Fengmen Village. The two were standing at the door of the ancient house.

"Squeak."

The door of the house opened a crack, as if it had known that the two had arrived.

"This is the last place the embroidery thread came from. What on earth did that person want to do by bringing Xiaoqing and me here?"

Lin Yao looked at the ancient house in front of him. He knew that the house was probably much more dangerous than the village outside.

Although the man did not say it explicitly, after hearing Lin Yao mention the Rebirth Inn, he followed here.

That look was different from her previous hiding and evasion. She was even afraid that the embroidery thread would lose her.

To go or not to go?

Lin Yao rubbed his eyebrows, he seemed to have no right to choose.

He walked towards the door and pushed it gently, and the door opened wide.

The scene in the front hall of the ancient house was in full view. Apart from being a bit desolate, Lin Yao did not see anything strange.

But the more this happened, the more nervous Lin Yao became.

In both Xitang and Lanruo Temple, he faced filth head-on.

But since arriving in Fengmen Village, he has been facing unknown things all the way, and this feeling makes him very uncomfortable.

"Lin Yao, I'll go first."

Xiaoqing grabbed Lin Yao's arm and walked into the ancient house without waiting for his answer.

Lin Yao had no choice but to follow her.

The ancient house was much larger than Lin Yao had imagined. He let out the embroidery thread as he pushed open the door, but the thread had not yet reached the end of the house until they had passed through the front hall.

"Is it the same dilemma as in the afterlife?"

"Oh!"

Just as they were thinking about it, the door of the house behind them suddenly closed.

Lin Yao didn't want to try to push it away. Instead of doing that in vain, it would be better to find out what was happening in the house and find the person.

The two of them walked through the front hall and came to the corridor. Not far ahead, they saw a maid holding a plate, who seemed to be delivering something to the inner courtyard.

"Follow her."

Lin Yao spoke in a deep voice, and the two followed the maid's footsteps all the way to the inner courtyard.

He kept staring at the maid's feet. "Every step was the same."

The embroidery thread quietly stretched out and attached to the side of the maid, but there was a breath of a living person coming from it.

Lin Yao was a little surprised. He didn't expect that there was actually a living person in this ancient house.

"Does everyone in Fengmen Village live in this ancient house?"

At this moment, another embroidery thread sent back a message that this ancient house was as huge as a small city. It was not impossible for the entire Fengmen Village to move here.

The maid turned in front of the two men and disappeared when she caught up with them again.

The embroidery thread that was originally attached to her body suddenly broke.

Lin Yao and Xiao Qing walked quickly forward and saw the embroidery thread lying on the ground. In front of them was a straight corridor with no place to hide.

The maidservant just disappeared in front of the two of them out of thin air.

"Illusion?"

More embroidery threads flew out from Lin Yao's sleeves, and the environment around the corridor was reflected in his mind. There was nothing strange about it.

"Xiao Qing."

Lin Yao looked up and called Xiaoqing in front of him, and found that she was standing there motionless.

"Oops."

Lin Yao realized that something was wrong, and countless embroidery threads immediately appeared under "Xiaoqing's" feet, trapping her in place.

He was about to turn around and leave, but stopped.

The maid appeared in front of him, her vertical eye that occupied her entire face blinked, and she tilted her head, looking at him.

Lin Yao's throat moved. He didn't know when Xiaoqing disappeared from his side, and he didn't know what this strange maid in front of him was going to do.

His shoulder was patted, and the feeling made Lin Yao shudder.

"Why don't you look back?"

A soft voice came from his ears, and the strange maid was still standing in front of Lin Yao.

And there is that unknown thing bound by embroidery thread.

Lin Yao felt a trace of Xiaoqing's aura on her body, but it was very weak.

He slowly reached for the sword at his waist. Force might not be able to solve the problem here, but at least it would not put him in a dilemma.

At the same time, the embroidery thread quietly spread behind Lin Yao and under the maid's feet.

"Do you like flipping red strings?"

A voice with a hint of surprise came from behind him, and then a pair of arms appeared in front of Lin Yao.

A folded red rope was placed between two slender white palms.

Lin Yaoben had already touched Qingfeng's hand and quietly let go.

Since we can communicate, there may be a glimmer of hope.

And now that Xiaoqing is missing, he might be able to get some useful information from the thing behind him.

About Xiaoqing, about this ancient house, and the Wangsheng Inn.

Thinking of this, the embroidery thread slowly wrapped around the maid's body.

But it seemed to have no feeling and still stood there, looking at him quietly.

Lin Yao took a deep breath and turned the red rope in front of him into another pattern.

"Now, it's your turn."

As Lin Yao spoke, he leaned sideways against the corridor. When he saw the person behind him clearly, he couldn't help but feel his heart skip a beat.

Only the upper half of the woman's body was left. Oh no, apart from the clothes she was wearing, it was unclear what was underneath. Branch-like bones had grown where her legs were supposed to be.

The exposed face looked like it was made of porcelain, with a faint luster.

She squinted her eyes and looked at the flower rope in Lin Yao's hand, seeming a little distressed.

"Sister, someone is here to play with us!"

(End of this chapter)