Chapter 4137 Blood Brick Deception

It seems the problem lies with this old house; the evil energy is so strong. When I first saw Sister Na, I felt the same way.

I stared blankly in the direction of the old house for a long time without saying a word. Master Zhou then came over and asked, "Young Master Wu, what are you looking at?"

"Master Zhou, when you came to check the feng shui for Boss Lin, didn't you use your third eye to look at the surroundings?" I withdrew my gaze and turned to look at Master Zhou.

"No, it's just a house, what's there to see? I just took my compass and went in." Master Zhou said, somewhat surprised.

"Then open your Heavenly Eye and take a look at what's going on here," I said with a smile.

Master Zhou immediately activated his third eye and glanced in the direction of the Lin family's old residence. Upon seeing it, Master Zhou let out a muffled groan, took a few steps back, and almost fell to the ground.

"My God, the malevolent energy was so strong. It's a miracle that I survived back then."

"Young Master Wu, Master Zhou, what exactly happened to our old house?" Boss Lin asked as he saw us talking like this.

“There’s definitely something wrong with this old house. Let’s go in and take a look.” With that, I pulled out the Heavenly Ruler from the Dragon-Tiger Mirror and walked into the courtyard.

As soon as I entered, I felt a chilling wind blowing through the courtyard, a chill that went straight to my bones.

With my Heavenly Eye activated, I saw dozens of scarlet malevolent energies surrounding the old mansion, which sent chills down my spine.

Did a murder or something happen in this old house? Dozens of people died, and it seems like they all died unjustly, otherwise the evil aura wouldn't be so strong.

Boss Zhou was flustered and followed me cautiously the whole time, while Little Fatty was carefree and seemed to be oblivious to everything.

This kid is a descendant of Longhu Mountain, and he cultivates a body-strengthening technique, making him a pure yang body. Ordinary ghosts wouldn't dare to approach Little Fatty.

Mr. Lin previously said that various troubles arose after he hired a renovation team to alter the old house.

In other words, the old house may have been arranged in some way before, perhaps with a powerful feng shui formation. However, the construction team destroyed this feng shui formation, which triggered the series of events that followed.

So now I have to go inside the old house and take a look.

Before entering the old house, I saw that there was an old locust tree planted on one side of the house, and it was a crooked old locust tree.

This is rather strange in itself. Anyone with a little common sense knows that it is not advisable to plant locust trees at home. The Chinese character for locust tree (槐) is a combination of the characters for wood and ghost (木鬼), which are considered to have extremely heavy yin energy. If you plant a locust tree at home, it is very easy to attract unclean things. Furthermore, in feng shui, planting a locust tree at home is also very unfavorable and will affect your wealth.

But I see that this crooked old locust tree is very thick and strong, and it must be at least several decades old.

There's a story behind this: the Lin family had such a large locust tree planted in their house, and everything had been peaceful until the old house was disturbed, which led to a series of troubles.

Our group walked to the door, and I saw that the door was closed.

"Master Zhou, Little Fatty, you two stay here and protect Boss Lin. I'm going inside to take a look," I called out.

"Young Master Wu, you must be careful, this house is too ominous," Master Zhou hurriedly warned.

"It's alright, I'm not afraid of those dirty things." I smiled, kicked open the door, and walked inside.

The room was pitch black, and the floor was a mess.

Clearly, when Mr. Lin hired people to carry out the demolition some time ago, he started from the inside.

I looked up at the main beam above my head and saw many red bricks on it.

As I walked around looking at things, I almost tripped over something under my feet.

Looking down, I saw a few broken red bricks on the ground.

When I saw the red brick, I immediately felt something was strange. The red brick had a strong malevolent aura, and it was a purplish-black color, as if it had been soaked in blood and then dried.

I activated my spiritual power, and golden light flickered in my palm. I picked up a broken brick from the ground, brought it close to my eyes for a closer look, and even smelled it.

Soon, I smelled a faint odor of blood.

Not long after I picked up the brick, a very strong malevolent aura emanated from it and began to spread towards me.

However, I had prepared in advance and blocked that evil energy in time. If I had been hit by that evil energy, I wouldn't have been able to withstand it.

The room was so cold and damp that it made the hairs on my body stand on end.

Standing in the house for a while, I felt an extremely strong malevolent aura coming from all directions, as if it wanted to surge into my body.

I dared not be careless, so I quickly took out the Eight-Foot Magatama and floated it above my head to block the pervasive evil energy.

Something's very wrong with this house.

I paced back and forth in the room a few times, and suddenly felt a little panicked, as well as nauseous and vomiting.

I have an urgent urge to leave this place.

I held back; I couldn't leave until I understood what was going on.

The next moment, I took out my compass to survey the situation. But as soon as I took it out, the needle started swinging wildly, a very bad omen. This old house was an extremely inauspicious place.

Good heavens, this place is so dangerous, it's not suitable for building a house at all. Why did the Lin family's ancestor build a house here?

I reckon there's no place more dangerous than this within a hundred meters.

Beneath my feet lies either a mass grave or the ruins of an ancient battlefield, where countless people must have been buried; otherwise, this compass wouldn't be spinning so fiercely.

I took a deep breath and looked up again toward the main beam, my gaze falling on the red bricks on it.

Suddenly, I felt that these red bricks were somewhat out of place, as if they didn't serve much of a purpose for the overall building.

The question is, why were these red bricks placed on the main beam, and what was the purpose?

I squinted and started counting the red bricks on top. There were thirty red bricks there. Then I glanced at the broken red bricks on the ground and pieced them together. There were five in total...

No...it seems like a piece is missing.

The red bricks on the main beam, the extremely inauspicious place beneath the house, and the old locust tree in the courtyard.

I connected everything and was immediately taken aback.

Good heavens, this is truly a feng shui formation, an extremely rare Blood Brick Concealment Formation.

In other words, Mr. Lin's ancestors deliberately chose such an inauspicious place to build the house. The old locust tree in the yard also has a story behind it. Locust trees are yin and can absorb evil spirits. If I'm not mistaken, there must be a bronze mirror buried under that old locust tree, with the mirror face down!