???????Yu Xiaoxue and Zhao Qian could only go over to help. With the combined strength of the three of us, we finally moved the iron lump down and placed it in the courtyard.
Once the pottery-making tools had been unloaded from the vehicle, I planned to drive out to get yin soil. Yin soil wasn't the "yin earth" from someone's birth characters. It was soil of extreme yin that had been exposed to yin energy year-round, affected by ghostly energy and the like until its composition had changed into pottery clay.
For example, mud from a mass grave where dead people had been buried. It was best if the dead had died unjustly. Better still if there had been no coffin or burial goods, so their flesh and bones had come into direct contact with the soil.
To find something like that, the best place was actually Yinfeng Town. But the Dead Town was too far from here, and I was afraid I wouldn't make it back if I went there. So although it was my first choice, I gave up on it immediately.
"Zhao Qian, you still have a spare feng shui compass, right? I need to find some yin soil. Bring your feng shui compass and come with me. Don't bring that fake one from last time. This trip might still be dangerous," I said. I really couldn't do without Zhao Qian when it came to finding yin soil.
In Little Yi Village, Zhao Qian was the most reliable person for locating yang and yin energy. I could only detect the yin energy nearby. When it came to finding yin soil, I was completely blind.
"I have a Star-Setting Compass passed down in my family. I'll take that this time," Zhao Qian said, then returned to her room