Misguided practice of sinister cultivation techniques: Slander! The problem lies with you all, not me!-Chapter 371 - 242: Brother, I Can Explain (Please Subscribe)_2

Chapter 371: Chapter 242: Brother, I Can Explain (Please Subscribe)_2

Shen Ying blinked her eyes and said, "You go fishing in the middle of the night?"

"Yeah, I couldn’t sleep, so I went fishing," Feng Ling’er explained.

"You went night fishing without telling me, and still came back empty-handed," Shen Ying continued to question.

"What do you mean empty-handed? I let go of the small ones," Feng Ling’er explained guiltily.

Seeing that Shen Ying and the others clearly didn’t believe her claim of releasing the small ones, she quickly changed the subject, "Is the point whether I caught fish or not? The point is that it’s haunted over there!"

At that moment, Duan Yun’s gaze had already locked onto the desolate house with interest, "I want to go check it out."

"Do we have to? The ghost hasn’t come into our villa," Ziyu whispered.

She was quite afraid of ghosts.

"I’ve been brimming with Yang Qi lately. It’d be best if I could catch a ghost to cool off," Duan Yun said with conviction.

Indeed, these past few days he had overdone Practicing Posture, causing his Yang Qi to be particularly strong, and from time to time he felt an impulse to release the fiery energy within him.

With that said, he no longer cared about Shen Ying and their opinions and headed straight for that house.

Although it was afternoon, the weather was gloomy, and the graveyard area was even more eerily quiet.

Yuzhu Villa was in bad shape, but this house facing them across a hillside was even more dilapidated.

The once brick walls were riddled with holes, covered in either lush or dead vines.

Such places were most likely to hide poisonous insects and ants.

Duan Yun and the others crawled in through a broken spot in the wall and were immediately greeted by a smell of dampness and decay.

The courtyard was filled with dry leaves, nearly up to the ankle.

A large locust tree in the yard had grown wildly, poking the house full of holes with its sturdy branches.

From a distance, the main house looked as if it were being severely tortured.

Although Yuzhu Villa also looked like a haunted house, everything pales in comparison.

Feng Ling’er covered her nose, feeling that Yuzhu Villa, compared to this place, had a bit of nobility.

"What on earth is this place?"

This sentence sprung to her mind, and she couldn’t help but shudder.

This was the haunted house!

The shadows and noises she saw when she came back from fishing now seemed terrifying.

Yet, here they were, inside the house.

Shen Ying seemed not too panicked, pointing at a wall, she said, "Look at all the bloodstains here; perhaps a murder happened."

On that wall were streaks of bloodstains that had long turned dark.

In theory, after so much exposure to wind and sun, these bloodstains should have been indistinct, but it looked as if the blood had seeped into the wall, clearly visible.

By this time, Feng Ling’er and Ziyu were feeling a tingling scalp and involuntarily moved closer to Duan Yun.

These past days, they had watched Duan Yun Practicing Posture to nourish Yin and replenish Yang, and they could sense that his Yang Qi was quite strong.

The house, similar to Yuzhu Villa, was a mess, but had a large plot and rooms.

The broken doors and windows were pitch black, each one as if ghosts were peering at you through them.

Duan Yun was quite fired up, so he was the most eager and immediately began searching the house.

To improve efficiency, he suggested splitting up.

However, he was rejected by Feng Ling’er and Ziyu.

It was Shen Ying who went searching alone.

Their search yielded some results, such as evidence that there really had been a murder here, with human skeletons in some of the rooms.

Those skeletons lay on decaying beds, embracing each other.

Looking at these skeletons, Ziyu couldn’t help but imagine a classic scene from her books: two people caught having an affair, being hacked to death in their bed without anyone to clean up.

The house seemed to be full of stories and was very creepy, but to Duan Yun’s disappointment, even after searching inside and out, they found no trace of ghosts.

Duan Yun could only say, "It seems we have to find a time at midnight to search. The ghost probably doesn’t dare to show itself in daylight."

Afterward, they returned to Yuzhu Villa and continued with the New Year’s festivities, seemingly no longer concerned about this matter.

With the Martial Arts Conference at Gathering Talent Manor drawing closer, what they cared about more was that event.

Since his last outing, Duan Yun had become increasingly confident, feeling as if his fire inside was too strong.

Clearly, his Extraordinary Wisdom had enlightened him to something, just waiting for the right time at Gathering Talent Manor to release that terrifying energy.

At night, Duan Yun, as usual, slept in the cellar.

This cellar had a sense of being warm in winter and cool in summer, making it somewhat enjoyable for him to stay here.

Green Jade still slept silently beside him, her face full of joy.

But if you look closely, you would notice the hesitation and conflict in her pupils.

That was Ziyu protesting, but unfortunately, most of the night belonged to Green Jade’s territory, and she could only protest like this.

"Green Jade, let’s get out of here. If Old Demon Duan has a fit, we’ll be done for. You’re playing with fire!"

"I just like to play with fire."

"Don’t you know that Old Demon Duan’s finger skills are extremely powerful, and you might end up wishing for death?"

"Is it that thrilling?" Green Jade’s eyes sparkled as she responded.

"Can you not be so twisted!"

"Can you control it?"

"..."

As time passed, there still was no news from the Murong brothers, and even though Ziyu protested, her voice grew fainter and fainter, as if slowly accepting her sister Green Jade’s dominance.

Forget about Murong who already has someone in his heart, and start taking a deep interest in Duan Yun.

Playing with fire is exhilarating!

Even the beauty of moths drawn to flame!

Thinking of these, Green Jade closed her eyes with a smile.

This time she sneaked in to sleep again, and neither Feng Ling’er nor Shen Ying discovered her, which was quite thrilling.

Duan Yun had been sleeping soundly, occasionally surging with Breaking Body Sword Energy on his body, which kept Green Jade from getting too close.

Suddenly, in the middle of the night, both of them opened their eyes.

Duan Yun glanced at Green Jade, and Green Jade looked back at him, but neither continued to focus on each other. Instead, they turned their gaze to the wall beside them.

They were awakened by a trembling noise.

It was supposed to be a basement, yet there was a trembling noise next door, as if something was burrowing through the ground coming closer.

In the middle of the night, the first thing that came to Duan Yun’s mind was the scene of Sadako crawling out of the television.

Wait, something indescribable wouldn’t really burrow out from the ground, would it?

During the daytime, no ghosts were found in that haunted house, and now in his own basement, they might have a haunting situation.

Both of them continued to stare at the wall, feeling that the possibility was getting higher and higher.

Because the noise was getting closer and closer.

Was something really about to burrow out from the wall?

Green Jade had slept here, imagining many scenarios, like Old Demon Duan suddenly becoming bestial, grabbing her and doing that sort of thing, or as Ziyu said, Duan Yun’s fingers being so good that it would make her desire heaven or wish for death.

But she had never imagined such a horrific scenario.

Suddenly, the layer of earth on the wall shook, like a stirred sheet of paper.

Not just Green Jade, even Duan Yun’s scalp was tingling a bit.

This basement, which always felt safe, suddenly gave off a sense of horror.

The next instant, both of them moved back to the edge of the bed, as if snuggling together.

It was because a clump of hair had emerged from the wall.

With a swish, afterward, a human head appeared.

Duan Yun had raised his hand, ready to smash the head, but then he felt something wasn’t quite right.

With another swish, the dirt slid down, and a hole appeared in the wall, and a climbing person tumbled out.

"Where the hell did this come from?"

The person, with disheveled hair, stood up.

The next moment, that person saw Duan Yun and Green Jade on the bed, the six eyes met, and they stood frozen in place.

The person even seemed to be struck by lightning, trembling and about to collapse.

It was then Duan Yun realized what was wrong.

This ghost that had suddenly appeared, why did he look and sound a bit like Murong?

The next moment, the person’s hair turned green and fluttered slightly, and Duan Yun knew that this was Murong!

Murong had suddenly come into his basement?

Murong, with a face covered in dirt, looked at Green Jade, who was clinging tightly to Duan Yun on the bed in fright, rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn’t mistaken, and then couldn’t help but turn pale with shock, "Ning Tian, Old Demon Duan, you guys..."

As he spoke, his voice even carried a sob.

Duan Yun quickly reacted, raising his hands to show his innocence, and said, "Brother, I can explain."

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