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Although both my foster father and Aunt Zhang died in the same position, over these years, I have never seriously studied this position.

I think that the only reason why both of them died in this position was because this place had higher beams.

However, from the looks of it, that was not the case.

If it was before, I might not be able to see much from this position, but after reading some of the civilian Evil Theurgy s, I have understood the location of some of the locations in that book.

The location described in the book was related to feng shui, but most of them were rather sinister locations.

For example, the place where the adoptive father died. It was written in the book.

On the beams, the stove was fire, the door was water, the beams were bridges, and the water and fire were connected.

There was some Feng Shui knowledge, but there were also a few unspoken truths.

Not only that, the book also said that in such a position, there would be a White Tiger as the target.

The five elements of yellow and evil coexisted together. The Gate of Wonder had yet to open, but it had a ferocious appearance.

Simply put, this place was a place for raising ghosts. If one hung himself here, then he or she would be inseparable.

This discovery is similar to the small details I discovered in the past.

They would die a horrible death and their souls would never leave them.

However, the Aunt Zhang did not have much of a culture, nor did she know of anything like the Feng Shui Evil Theurgy.

Back then, she had dressed up like that and then committed suicide in such a position. Was it because someone was secretly ordering her to do so, or was it just a coincidence?

Also, I have never seen my foster father take out this folk Evil Theurgy.

Before Aunt Zhang died, I hadn't even seen my foster father learn any Evil Theurgy.

Then where did the adoptive father get this book?

The more I understood this book, the more I trusted its contents.

I think this book may really be very strange, subtly, to the whole event has played a big role.

But by now, I've only learned a little about the contents of the book, and I haven't even touched a tenth of it.

Zhang Xuan was certain that this book was no ordinary vendor. There must be a unique way for the adoptive father to obtain this book.

This place is a place for ghosts, or so the book says.

Not only could it raise ghosts, it could also stimulate the ferocious nature of Ghost Being. The dead people here would definitely make the entire house a place of great murder.

Actually, there were many so-called haunted houses and haunted houses that were not formed purely because of the fact that people had died in them.

Life and death were indeed a big matter, but to make the entire room a ghost house, one needed a certain amount of feng shui foundation.

One had to be careful with the location of the deceased. At the very least, it was enough for the deceased to wander around the room.

This was also what was said in the Evil Theurgy, and this book really did seem like its name.

At first, I talked about some trivia and some basics.

Then he began to talk directly about how to set up the haunted house.

However, nothing is absolute. Although this book is evil, it is not.

Because it talked about layout and how to break it, the book described many causes and effects, and all of them were quite complicated.

Even though I have seen it, I dare not attempt it. I do not know how to attempt it either.

This entire Evil Theurgy was in the hands of the adoptive father, and the knowledge written in the book was used on both the adoptive father and Aunt Zhang.

In other words, was there something fishy about it? Could the death of the Aunt Zhang be more closely related to my foster father than I imagined?

Aunt Zhang committed suicide, did she commit suicide under the guidance of her foster father?

"I can't figure out what's going on. The past and the present are like layers of fog.

It seemed like it was about to disperse, yet it suddenly rose up all of a sudden.

All these people who were related to the matter, who was good and who was bad.

Where was the clue I was looking for?

I frowned, unsure of what to do. At the same time, I stood at the spot where the corpse was previously, staring fixedly at the place in my memory where the two of them were staring at.

When Aunt Zhang and her foster father died, they both hung themselves, and the eyes of these people would inevitably roll upwards.

But now that he thought about it, when these two died, their eyes were looking in a fixed direction.

Now that he had a closer look, that direction was also the mountain of the village.

Only on the side where few people go.

The mountain in the village was very big, almost surrounding half of the village.

From the plants within the mountain, the mountain could be divided into two parts.

The first part is the one with the cemetery, the one we've been to a lot lately.

On the other side was mostly rock fragments and lush forest. When the two intersected, it was quite a wondrous sight.

Because the other side of the mountain was full of rocks, it was rather difficult to climb. The villagers would not go there when they had nothing to do.

I thought at first that my adoptive father's body was looking at the whole village.

But now that he thought about it, the corpse's eyes were slightly rolled up, as if it were staring at the top of the mountain.

And that mountain that usually didn't have anyone on it, could there be some hidden secret?

Seeing that it wasn't too late yet, I brought Lingling to the foot of the mountain.

Although it was the same mountain, there were many paths to the top of the mountain. Furthermore, the path from the mountain to this side was extremely steep and was almost impossible to walk on.

If he wanted to come to the mountain side, this was the only way. It was relatively safer.

Thinking about this, I frowned and looked at the road up the mountain. I was still hesitating.

The road is too rough, and I just know it's a road I've never been on.

Such a perilous path, just for a false clue, I was debating whether to go up or not.

After all, I am still unable to confirm what exactly is happening on this half of the mountain. All I can think of to look at is only guessing.

Actually, I had already decided to head up to take a look. However, when I arrived at the foot of the mountain and saw the frightening path before me, I became a little hesitant.

However, after hesitating for a moment, I clenched my teeth. Since I had already thought of it, I had already reached the foot of the mountain. If I didn't go up, I was afraid that I wouldn't be willing to give up no matter what.

I turned around and said to Lingling:

"Lingling, can you go back alone first? This mountain road is too dangerous, big sister won't be able to carry you. "

Lingling naturally understood what I mean. It's already very risky for me to take this path, but if I were to bring Lingling along, the risk would increase greatly.

She obediently nodded her head. With a bit of worry in her eyes, she said,

"Elder sister, you must be careful. Come back early."

I nodded my head with a smile before sighing and heading up the mountain.

The mountain road was full of gravel. Although he had been very careful along the way, he still couldn't avoid a few stumbles.

Furthermore, dangerous mountain roads like this were many times more tiring than normal mountain roads, whether it was in terms of energy or physical strength.

I don't know how long I climbed for, but my body was almost unable to hold on. Also, there were quite a few bruises and bruises on my body.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead. It was fortunate that I hadn't suffered any injuries recently. The injuries that my foster father sustained when he died had pretty much recovered.

At this moment, the hardest part of the journey was finally over. Further up was a forest, and there were no more stones.

But the woods were darker than the ones below, and gave the same feeling as we had that day in the birch grove.

My heart was in my throat. I still remembered the last time I was in the birch forest.

No matter what, he couldn't afford to be reckless this time. He had to carefully observe his surroundings …

This forest was very dense and gloomy. Coupled with the moisture on the ground, it gave people the feeling that they would never see the light of the sun.

The strangest thing was that the forest was simply too quiet. There was no wind nor was there the sound of birds or insects.

In this huge forest, I could only hear my breathing and the sound of footsteps.

This strange silence made my entire body feel uncomfortable. Especially in such a big place like this, it gave me a deep sense of fear.

I tried my best to calm down, but whether it was from exhaustion or anxiety, I didn't know. Sweat kept flowing down my forehead.

After walking for a long time, I suddenly saw a gigantic stone tablet. On the stone tablet, two big words were written on it —

Soul Summoning.