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"": "Moss could grow anywhere, but it was exceedingly rare on corpses. Especially here, where the infant corpses in the Male Crypt had no souls, the Death-Prison Yama Ghost could not possibly have returned, and the Heavenly Cycle Concealment Talisman remained intact.
Then this had nothing to do with the Death-Prison Yama Ghost, but instead involved the black shadow and the Blackblood Vine?
In truth, Luo Bin had not come here today because he had found a way to deal with the infant corpses. There were simply too many of them, and their resentful qi was far too heavy.
The doubts in his heart gradually became gravity in his eyes. Luo Bin stepped forward, cleared the opening at the pagoda's entrance, then ducked his head and climbed inside.
Fourth Master Gray followed him in.
The light was dim. Back when he had entered the ninth floor of the Righteous Pagoda in the Female Crypt, there had at least been a little light coming through the opening at that height.
Here on the first floor of the Male Crypt's pagoda, the opening provided almost no light at all.
Luo Bin took out the flashlight he carried and swept its beam around.
Everywhere he looked, swaddling bundles lay scattered across the floor of the pagoda.
Those wrinkled, hideous, viciously deformed faces, coupled with the decay and deathly stillness of the dark green moss, made the atmosphere unbearably oppressive.
Luo Bin steadied his mind and replayed the past in his eyes.
That day, when he had sought the right positions to place the talismans, his shadow had not remained on the pagoda's surface. It had slipped inside.
Was that when it happened?
His heart gave a sudden jolt as he recalled what had happened before.
The Blackblood Vine within