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The county town was not like a city, where there were not that many colorful nightlife. When it was 12 o'clock, there were basically no one on the street, and by midnight, there were only a few pedestrians. In the whole street, there were only a few people who came home too late due to playing cards and a few stray dogs.

At the beginning, Lin Jin still walked obediently, but as soon as he left the range of the city, he activated his zhenqi and flew towards the prison like a sharp arrow.

Five miles of road passed in an instant. Under the cover of the night, only a few lights came from the prison. The rest of the prison was covered in darkness. The houses in the prison were like beasts crouching in the night, eerie and scary.

When Lin Jin had come to his classmate's house to play, he had heard his classmate boast about how in the 1960s, this prison had held countless criminals for over forty years, and many of them had been wrongly accused among them. As a result, when night came, there would be ghosts that would wander around the prison wailing and wailing.

At that time, Lin Jin was still young, and he somewhat believed that there was a ghost in this world.

However, when he arrived and saw the situation in and around the prison, he somewhat trusted his classmate's words.

This was because he was still 300 meters away from the prison. Standing on top of a small hill, he felt a wave of chilling cold assail him. Under his curiosity, he couldn't help but channel his Qi into his eyes. Closing his eyes, he drew an incantation in front of his eyes.

When he opened his eyes again, he saw that there were two buildings in the prison, one located in the southwest and the other in the northwest.

Just like the fog he saw on the surface of the lake every morning in front of the bamboo house, it was rolling up and down on the roof.

What was going on?

He quickly looked around at the topography and the location of the building in the prison, as per the Wind and Water Theory.

He looked around and found that the prison was surrounded by small hill. In addition, there were only some wild grasses growing randomly, but not a single tree more than three meters tall. It seemed incomparably desolate.

As for the houses in the prison, although they were constructed in a disorderly fashion, there were still two newly built buildings. The few old houses seemed to be connected to the few small hills outside the prison, but they were clearly arranged to form a nine meridian area.

This kind of terrain with nine veins that gathered Yin energy was an extremely dark and evil terrain that Lin Jin saw in a secret Wind and Water Scripture. Once this type of terrain was formed, the yin evil qi in all directions would be constantly attracted to a certain location on this terrain, and eventually form a place with extreme Yin energy.

And this kind of place with extreme Yin energy was the place where the corpses were kept in folklore. In other words, it was a place where corpses were reared.

As long as a dead person was buried in a place like this, his body would not rot, and his hair and nails would grow like a normal person's, until he became a zombie a hundred years later.

According to the concentration of yin qi here. Lin Jin reckoned that as long as they stayed here for more than three years, they would be the healthiest people, even if they trained everyday. There would also be some minor problems with his body that would cause it to become weak.

Not to mention the prisoners in prison.

However, he didn't know who could be so wicked! Lin Jin sighed, then ran towards a wall.

It was none of his business. He did not want to solve the prison's feng shui problem, and he would not care about such things.

Arriving at the wall, Lin Jin used his thoughts to think about how the wall had thinned out and disappeared. After a while, a large hole just happened to appear on the wall that would allow him to pass through. Lin Jin was neither sad nor happy, he was afraid that the fluctuations of his emotions would cause his sacred art to disappear.

He quickly hid himself and entered the cave.

However, once he entered, he was at a loss. Looking at the buildings on all sides, Lin Jin didn't know how to go and find his uncle. He was at a loss for words.

It wasn't that he didn't use Finder s to search for it, but that Finder had a special characteristic, which was that it would emit a kind of white light when flying, even though it didn't look conspicuous during the day's white light. But at night.

It was something extremely eye-catching. He didn't dare to use it within the prison.

Helplessly. He had to walk down the corridor, thinking of where the prisoners should be locked away, to the buildings.

After all, it was night and the criminals were all asleep. Although Lin Jin's hearing ability was extremely strong, it was still difficult for him to find his uncle's voice within the snores.

After going through a few corridors like the one where he was locked up last time, Lin Jin still found nothing.

Furthermore, there was only a room number outside of the prison and no convict's name was present. He couldn't just go to each room and knock on those doors, and ask "is Lin Zhenbang here"!

After searching for over an hour without any clues, he could not help but curse at himself for not making a decision. He did not think that he would come here after finding out where his uncle was being held.

After looking for a while longer, time seemed to have passed. Lin Jin cursed himself and turned back.

He was about to walk out of the prison when he heard a low buzzing sound coming from somewhere in the prison.

What was that sound? Curious, Lin Jin listened for a while, then walked towards the source of the voice.

Following this voice, he arrived at the center of the two buildings that were exuding a thick baleful aura, which was under the newly built building.

At this moment, the voice became clearer and clearer. If he listened carefully, this voice was like a strange song, gently humming, giving him a feeling of wanting to sleep.

But when Lin Jin caught up, the voice suddenly became ethereal, as though he was upstairs, as if he was inside a building, and was unable to find the source of the voice.

Lin Jin immediately used his awareness to look inside the building. He discovered that the entire building was filled with prison guards, and all of them were sleeping like pigs. No wonder there were no sounds or movements.

But as he listened, Lin Jin unconsciously yawned, making him want to immediately lie down and take a nap. Moreover, the desire was growing stronger and stronger.

Just as he was about to lie down and lose control of his consciousness, the endosperm in his dantian suddenly shot out a stream of hot air that pierced through his meridians and woke him up.

Could it be that this sound was a kind of bewitching song that could charm one's mind? He quickly controlled the zhenqi and started to circulate it through his meridians.

A wave of cold air flowed through his body, clearing his mind.

Since he knew that this sound could enchant the mind, the zhenqi did not dare to stop and continued to circulate its energy.

His body and spirit immediately became extremely tense. Under this extremely concentrated state of mind, he finally felt the terrifying and dangerous aura that came from this voice.

He looked around and saw that in the whole prison area, many black gas s were coming out from the soil and rocks and floating towards the building.

When they reached the edge of the building, the black gas began to spiral around the building. Looking down from the sky, it seemed like a giant black hole that was constantly spinning, looking extremely sinister.

Even with Lin Jin's current cultivation, he could still feel waves of terror from the evil energy contained within these black gas. Because the total amount of these auras, was actually not inferior to the total amount of spirit energy that his Six Suns Land was emitting from his exterior.

However, he was even more curious. Just who had made this sound? What kind of sacred art was it to be able to gather such a large yin evil qi?

Looking towards the sky, he saw that the entire sky was covered by a pitch-black yin qi, and not a single star could be seen. However, Lin Jin remembered that when he came here, the sky was bright, and it was clear that it was a rare good weather.

Seeing this kind of terrifying situation, he secretly wondered if some Demonic Cultivator was doing this. If it was, then from this kind of powerful momentum, it seemed that this Demonic Cultivator's cultivation was at least a lot higher than his.

He had wanted to leave so as not to get into trouble.

However, from the looks of the scene, the entire prison had been enveloped in this unknown spell. If it really was some powerful demonic technique, then even his uncle would not be able to escape.

After thinking for a while, he decided to stay and see what was going on.

At this time, the yin evil qi outside the building became more and more thick, and their rotation speed also seemed to be faster. From the point of view of the scene

Lin Jin guessed that the person who cast the technique should be on the roof of the building. In order to see the entire scene and not alarm him, Lin Jin hid himself and carefully snuck towards the new building beside the building.

Walking to the side of the building, Lin Jin carefully looked around. Seeing that there was nothing abnormal, he used the lightness exercise to nimbly climb up the stairs from the back of the building.

Climbing to the top of the building, he realized that this building was a level higher than the building opposite the black gas. This made it easier for him to peek at.

As they were both cultivators, Lin Jin bent his waist just in case. He then lightly walked to the side of the building, stretched out half of his head and carefully looked at the roof on the opposite side.

Looking over, Lin Jin's heart suddenly jumped, a layer of dense perspiration formed on his body.

On the opposite floor, there was a skinny man dressed in black who was sitting in a strange posture in the air, slowly spinning in the air at the same speed as the black gas.

And his mouth was moving silently. The sound had obviously come from his mouth.

However, what made Lin Jin's heart race was that when Lin Jin stuck his head out, that man coincidentally turned to face him from the side, and looked at him with an incomparably cold gaze …