The Soldier King Becomes a Useless Little Girl-Chapter 339 - 338: This Place Is Uninhabitable

Hearing the scream, Xin Lin and Murong Ziyue exchanged a glance before both rushed into the mansion.

Inside the mansion, the greenery was lush and dense. Upon entering, they saw a thicket of cypresses.

Cypress, in folklore, is known as Yin Wood, often planted beside tombs. The ground was covered with layers upon layers of decaying leaves; it looked like no one had lived there for a long time.

Ma Jingtian’s voice came from up ahead.

As Xin Lin walked forward, he saw Ma Jingtian with a pale face sitting on the ground, his ankle clamped by a sharp animal trap. The trap had penetrated deep into his flesh, to the bone.

Ma Jingtian had a mournful expression. He saw Silly Chu slip into the mansion and worried about the fool’s safety, so he came to find him.

Who would have known, the moment he stepped in, a shadow flickered before his eyes. He thought it was Silly Chu and hurriedly chased after it, but carelessly got caught by the trap.

Xin Lin examined the injury and frowned.

"The injury is secondary, but there’s poison on the wound, and Ma Gang Leader is a Xuanwu Practitioner."

In such a desolate mansion, how could an animal trap suddenly appear? Such devices are usually found deep in the mountains, and this one was even coated with poison.

Behind them, another strange noise sounded not far away.

Turning his head, Xin Lin saw Murong Ziyue flash by swiftly.

With a whoosh, a streak of silver light brushed past them.

A row of daggers, extremely sharp and gleaming with a cold light, stuck in the ground.

Even Murong Ziyue broke out into a cold sweat.

"Let’s get out of this cursed place quickly. A Haunted House is a Haunted House; if we stay any longer, none of us will have our lives."

All this happened right before their eyes, without any warning.

There was not a breath of life in the surroundings.

Ma Jingtian grimaced in pain, highly apprehensive of this place.

"The Yin energy in this mansion is too oppressive. Ordinary people can’t stay long; we must leave."

Murong Ziyue looked around and her expression was grave.

"You take Ma Gang Leader away first, send him to Purple Cloud Alchemy Hall, and find Master Jiang. I will go find my father."

Xin Lin looked at Ma Jingtian’s injury.

"It’s too dangerous."

Murong Ziyue shook her head.

"I am the first in the Zixiao Palace Exam."

Xin Lin smirked.

If someone else had said these words, Murong Ziyue would have thought they were boasting.

But this was coming from Xin Lin, so it was different.

Murong Ziyue fell silent for a moment, then helped Ma Jingtian up.

"Remember, people can’t live in this place."

Before leaving, Murong Ziyue gave a stern warning, then left with the limping Ma Jingtian.

Not long after Murong Ziyue left.

Suddenly, the grand doors of Chu Mansion slammed shut.

A succession of cold winds blew, sending shivers down one’s spine.

But Xin Lin was indifferent to all of this.

Haunted House, ghosts?

Could they be as formidable as the Pride Corpse? 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Xin Lin muttered to himself, used to daily company with "corpses"; this Yin Mansion was nothing to him now.

Fu Xi’s Energy gathered in his eyes.

Xin Lin remained vigilant of his surroundings.

The ground covered in rotting leaves began to change before Xin Lin’s eyes.

Disordered footsteps emerged.

These footsteps were invisible to the ordinary human eye, which is why Ma Jingtian had been caught off guard.

Yet before Xin Lin, who possessed Fu Xi’s Energy, nothing could stay hidden; each step was revealed one by one.

Subsequently, Xin Lin spotted some animal traps and other mechanisms.

Clearly, they had all been set by someone.

Xin Lin’s brows knitted tighter and tighter.

It seemed that this mansion was not simply haunted as one might believe.