"From whence do these malevolent spirits arise?"
Zhou Yi retracted the treasured cauldron, and circled the courtyard twice.
There are many places in the world where the dead are numerous, such as the Mass Burial Mound outside Divine Capital City, heaped with countless corpses of refugees. It's said that the wild dogs nearby have eyeballs red as ghastly ghosts.
The prison often sees death, and there's a designated spot for handling corpses.
Over the years, it's turned into a massive burial pit.
With twenty or thirty corpses buried in the courtyard, it still pales in comparison to those two places; yet, oddly enough, this place has fostered the transformation of souls into malevolent spirits.
"The only difference between those places, shrouded in shades and seldom trodden by humans, and this courtyard... could it be my presence?"
