Lin Cheng ignored Ye Zhen's endless chatter and asked,
"Where did you imprison that Name-Carving Ghost back then? I need it now."
The Name-Carving Ghost.
Once it carved a name onto a gravestone, the person bearing that name would be buried by grave soil.
Lin Cheng had encountered it on his previous visit to Fushou Garden.
Its true supernatural rule was that, after carving a name, it would draw the surrounding supernatural forces into attacking its target.
Here in Fushou Garden, the Name-Carving Ghost perfectly exploited the supernatural power of the grave soil covering the grounds to carry out a burial attack that was almost impossible to counter.
Here, the Name-Carving Ghost could unleash one hundred percent of its terrifying power.
In Lin Cheng's estimation, this ghost was most likely the product of Luo Qian, a top figure from the Republican era, dismembering his own supernatural power to prevent his eventual revival from becoming too terrifying.
At his words, Ye Zhen casually pointed at a mound nearby and said lightly,
"After I beat it into dormancy, I put it in a gold coffin and buried it right there."
"Boss Lin, honestly, this soil suppresses ghosts way better than pure gold."
Lin Cheng smiled silently and thought,
Of course it does. This is the grave soil Luo Qian controls. It buries all supernatural forces.
Ye Zhen produced a shovel from somewhere and dug open the mound in no time, exposing a heavy gold coffin.
Lin Cheng stepped forward without the slightest hesitation, pressed one hand against the coffin lid, and shoved it back.
A piercing metallic scrape rang out.
The instant the coffin opened, a stiff, indistinct black silhouette shot upright inside it.
But before the Name-Carving Ghost could fully revive,
A deep blue ghost domain swept over it!
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