Searching

"The Ghost Domain here is a manifestation of the corresponding area in the living world, like looking in a mirror. So, everything we see now also existed in the living world before!"

The Old Daoist understood Zhang You's meaning and added, "That's why the martial arts techniques on the doors and windows earlier were real, just incomplete and somewhat useless!"

"Let's search the other rooms, maybe we'll find something!"

Zhang You rummaged through the rooms, but finding no martial arts techniques, he left and entered the first room they had started in.

"It's quite possible! This ruin in the living world used to be called Leyun Workshop. It's said that more than ten years ago, before the fire, there was a group of tomb robbers. They found a large ancient tomb somewhere, and in the end, only one person escaped with a Night Pearl."

"Although this person was lucky enough to escape, he was also cursed. He went mad and died not long after!"

"It's said that even before his seventh day after death, his body suddenly disappeared one night! His family immediately reported it to the authorities to help search, but they scoured all of Xiaolin City without finding any trace, as if he had vanished into thin air!"

"Later, since nothing happened, it was dropped."

"This person had a son who was addicted to gambling and owed a lot of debt. When the creditors came to collect, he had no choice but to use that Night Pearl to pay off his debts!"

"What he didn't know was that the Night Pearl was no ordinary item, but a Spatial Treasure!"

"One of the creditors was a cultivator. Although his realm wasn't high, he discovered the extraordinary nature of the item and took the Night Pearl with him."

"Perhaps because it had been too long, the treasure's spirituality was about to dissipate completely. The creditor only input a tiny bit of spiritual energy, and the Night Pearl exploded on the spot, scattering its contents!"

"At that time, colorful rays of light shot out, attracting many ordinary people and cultivators!"

"All those Spirit Stones, Treasures, and Pills scattered on the ground, along with a large number of books!"

"However, the spirituality of most of the Spirit Stones, Treasures, and Pills had leaked out, turning them into a pile of useless items. Only a very small number were still usable!"

"As for those books, apart from a limited number of Immortal Cultivation Manuals, most of them were about the Martial Dao!"

"At that time, the cultivators were all busy fighting over the usable items and Immortal Cultivation Manuals. These Martial Dao books were ignored, scattered on the ground, and snatched up by the surrounding residents."

"Afterward, they were used to start fires, paste windows, and prop up table legs..."

"Oh, right, the manager of your teahouse at the time seemed to have obtained an Immortal Cultivation Manual! The abbot of Fahua Temple seemed to have gotten a lamp! In short, many people benefited!"

"Afterward, the creditors were so angry they cried, and the cultivator who took the Night Pearl was beaten to death on the spot!"

"So, it's very possible that Martial Dao books are still preserved here!"

The Old Daoist revealed a secret.

"Are Martial Dao cultivation manuals really that worthless?"

Zhang You asked, a little uncertainly.

"Of course, they're worthless!"

"Are old antiques also worthless?"

Zhang You's expression turned grim.

That Zhao Fa!

He had really screwed him over badly!

"Martial Dao books, no matter their era, are generally useless to ordinary people. So, their price is even less than those erotic books about beautiful women. Regular bookstores just let them collect dust, and they often give them away as freebies to customers!"

The Old Daoist said it as a matter of fact, feeling that Zhang You's question was a bit naive.

Didn't everyone in the world know this?

It wasn't entirely Zhang You's fault. In the world he came from, even ordinary books, once they became antiques, would have their price at least doubled.

He thought it would be the same in this world, so...

Zhang You took a deep breath, thinking that when he had the chance to get out, he would definitely get back at that guy!

This cluster of houses wasn't too large, roughly only a few dozen houses.

They searched one by one, but in the end, they didn't find anything.

If you can't find the book title, try searching by author; maybe the name has changed!

Instead, they often saw incomplete Martial Dao manuals pasted on the windows of the houses.

Soon, only two large courtyards were left, and Zhang Lin was already losing hope!

This place was at the end of the housing cluster. In front of it was a barren mountain.

This mountain could only be seen up close. It wasn't high, only a few hundred meters. The summit was shrouded in mist, obscuring the view, appearing and disappearing faintly!

They were at the foot of the mountain.

Because the strong oppressive feeling they had sensed earlier came from the mountain, the Old Daoist added several more layers of defense, barely resisting the burning sensation in his soul.

"So unlucky!"

In the large courtyard, Zhang Lin threw the book in his hand to the ground, feeling speechless.

This was a book about bedroom arts!

In this large courtyard, the windows were not pasted with Martial Dao books, but with a higher-class type of paper, clearly not from ordinary households.

However, they couldn't find any Martial Dao books in the rooms, only some miscellaneous books similar to the Four Books and Five Classics.

"I remember now! The owner of this place was a scholar who returned home after achieving success."

"Damn it! Over ten years ago, a hanged ghost appeared in his house, and I was the one who helped deal with it!"

"Back then, I scouted out various places in the compound and accidentally discovered a secret room beneath the bedroom. Maybe we'll find something there!"

After entering, the Old Daoist felt the compound was very familiar and it took him a while to recall this incident!

"What are we waiting for? Let's go!"

Zhang Lin urged him.

The two quickly arrived at a room. The furniture inside was complete, and the layout was quite neat.

The Old Daoist approached the bedside and pushed a spherical object located beneath and to the right.

"Click!"

An entrance appeared on the floor in front of them, revealing stone steps leading downwards.

Zhang Lin entered first, followed by the Old Daoist.

This underground secret room was not large, with both length and width being several zhang. Inside were some gold and silver treasures, as well as some antique calligraphy and paintings.

After searching for a long time, they still found nothing.

"Huh?"

At this moment, the Old Daoist opened an exquisite box. Inside were several books.

However, the content of the books could not be seen; even the characters on the covers were all blurred!

"What's going on?"

Zhang Lin went over and opened each book, only to find them blank!

"There's only one explanation: the items in this box are too advanced. The Ghost Domain can only reflect their outer forms!"

The Old Daoist explained.

"This place is an underground secret room. Perhaps it still exists in the living world. When we go out, we can look into it!"

Zhang Lin immediately lost interest.

After finding nothing else, they proceeded to the last courtyard.

"This place is a schoolhouse!"

"You know that too?"

"Heh heh! I eliminated a monster here before! A Banana Spirit! It specialized in seducing students to commit debauchery, then sucked their vital energy. I eliminated it for the good of the people!"

Not long after they entered the courtyard, the netherworld flames outside struggled a few more times. Upon closer inspection, one could see a blurred human face on each flame!

If you think this book is good, remember to add it to your bookshelf to avoid losing it next time.