Huo Wenhua said to Yang Zimei, "Can the ashes taken after burning and the ashes after finding the head be combined to make Wendong's soul intact?"
"Well, that's okay."
Yang Zimei nodded.
She looked around. They were all places where gold was made. Why couldn't they burn corpses here?
What should I do?
She was still thinking when she saw Huo Wenhua carrying Huo Wendong's headless body on his back.
"boom!"
A jet of water suddenly spurted out from where Huo Wendong's body was sitting. Huo Wenhua was unable to dodge and was rushed up by the water jet.
Yang Zi had quick eyes and quick hands, so he leaped over and pulled him aside.
The water in the ground surged up more and more, rushed up to the roof, and then fell down again, spreading inside the house. In the blink of an eye, the water was up to his knees.
Only then did Yang Zimei know that every corpse should be the location of a mechanism.
As soon as Huo Wendong's body left, the mechanism was triggered.
"The water is flooding the golden mountain, no, the water is flooding the golden house. Sister, we must run away quickly, otherwise we will drown!"
Xiaoqian jumped on a table and shouted.
A formation immediately flashed in Yang Zimei's mind.
She found one of them and moved the body away.
The water column that originally sprayed out suddenly disappeared, and the water spreading in the house gradually disappeared, returning to its original calm, leaving only the wet traces of being flooded.
"Sister, you are so amazing, you actually know how to crack it."
Xiaoqian clapped her hands.
"This is the Nine Yin Formation in the Qimen Formation. Now I finally understand why there are nine corpses here. The purpose is to set up the formation, not randomly."
Yang Zimei looked around and said.
"Sister, this place must have been built for a long time, right? But Mr. Huo Wendong is only a few dozen years old, so how did he come to this place?"
Xiaoqian was very confused.
"This array was set up by later generations! Except for Mr. Huo Wendong, who is a new corpse, the other corpses are about a thousand years old."
Yang Zimei looked at the headless corpse in his hand and said, "These people are all Jiuyin people, so they can cooperate with this Jiuyin formation. It may be that the corpse that originally held the formation's eyes malfunctioned, so
Mr. Wen Dong is temporarily used to suppress the formation."
"So that's the case."
Xiao Qian suddenly realized, "But who is this person who comes to suppress the formation later? Could it be the owner of this golden house?"
"Master Yang, what's the point of using these corpses to suppress the formation? Are the people who enter here so troublesome as to move these people? If it weren't for Wen Dong, I wouldn't move either."
Huo Wenhua asked puzzledly.
His clone ghost also asked.
"The main purpose of this Nine Yin Formation is not to deal with people who enter here, but to brew the spiritual energy and Yin energy here."
Yang Zimei didn't know how to explain the mystery of the formation to a layman, "This is obviously an underground palace. Logically speaking, it should have a somewhat musty smell, but it is fresh and comfortable because the Nine Yin Formation is working. This is a disservice.
The unselfish destructive formation has basically been lost in the world, and is only mentioned in the fragments left by my master."
"It turns out that this is really strange."
Huo Wenhua shook his head.
Everything today was beyond his understanding, making him feel that his life was really in vain.
It turns out that there are still so many unknown worlds in this world and so many mysterious forces controlling them.
No matter how rich he is, he is just a mediocre person.
Thinking of this, he felt even more grateful that he had gone through this with Yang Zimei. Even if he was going to die, he would have no regrets.