It was close to 10:30 pm when the three of them arrived at the 'Water Cemetery' in the western suburbs of London. The western suburbs are already sparsely populated and they are near a cemetery. In addition, the recent legend of the western suburbs cemetery is too scary, so at around 10 pm, they arrived. It's so quiet here that it's so quiet, there's not a soul around.
'The Wasteland Cemetery' fits his name, 'The Wasteland'...
This place is indeed a wasteland, with almost no grass growing on the gray land. Occasionally there are a few dead vines that look extremely scary at night.
The entire cemetery doesn't even have a gate. Calling it a cemetery is a bit flattering. To put it simply, it's just a mass grave.
There are uneven tombstones of various shapes, including cross-shaped ones, square ones, special-shaped ones, and some without tombstones at all. At first glance, it is a mess, with many grave pits interlaced like holes and holes. .
"Saline-alkali land? The soil is different and is best at nourishing the infernal corpse. The burial method is unorganized. The tomb faces west? Damn it, foreigners really don't pay attention to Feng Shui at all!"
Qin Weijie once again transformed into a stickman, making comments along the way. He looked like a leader who came to inspect the work, completely ignoring the frightened Elena who turned pale and Tom who looked cautious.
"Weijie, I feel something is wrong... It seems like someone is watching us..." Tom tugged on Qin Wei's clothes and whispered.
Qin Weijie gave Tom a look, indicating that Tom should be silent, and the three of them continued walking towards the depths of the cemetery.
Along the way, Elena wanted to use magic lighting, but was stopped by Qin Weijie. The three of them walked in the dark in the cemetery. The empty space was surrounded by scattered tombstones, and from time to time there were a few penetrating sounds in the distance. Crow cries.
"Let's go back..." Elena had given up on the so-called face at this time and looked at Qin Weijie and Tom with a miserable look on her face.
Because she knew Qin Weijie's character, Elena could only pull Tom's cuffs with an aggrieved look.
Who can stand a little loli acting pitifully cute!
Qin Weijie, a bastard like him, doesn't know how to show mercy to women. Look at Tom...well...
At this time, Tom looked at Qin Weijie with a worried look and carefully observed Qin Weijie's surroundings, without paying any attention to Elena's reaction.
Well, you brothers are in true love, and I am just a light bulb.
The above is probably a reflection of Elena's inner feelings at this time.
"Shh!"
Qin Weijie, who was walking in front, suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at Elena behind him, signaling her to quiet down.
Although Elena was dissatisfied, she still calmed down obediently.
Tom frowned slightly: "There is movement in front, it seems like someone is...reciting a spell?"
Qin Weijie nodded, looked at Tom, and then looked at Elena: "I originally thought that the legends here were all groundless, and I brought you here just to scare you, but looking at the current situation, I should have underestimated this tomb. After that, you will follow me, and Tom will take Irina into the 'mirror space' as soon as possible if there is any danger."
"Did you find anything wrong?" Tom asked.
Qin Weijie thought for a while and explained in a low voice: "I felt something was wrong after entering the cemetery. The whole cemetery was extremely yin-y. Later, I discovered that the soil here was different and could easily nourish the inferi. The yin energy gets stronger as you go inside, and the soil on the ground also undergoes some changes."
As Qin Weijie pointed to the soil under his feet, Tom and Elena looked down. Salt seeped out of the soil layer of the saline-alkali land, and a white salt texture appeared on the soil. It looked gray-white at night.
At this time, Tom and the others looked at the land under their feet and discovered that the white salt stains on the saline-alkali land had disappeared at some point. Looking at it through the night, the soil on the ground was consistent, not gray at all, and looked just like ordinary The soil is about the same.
"There is no problem. Maybe the salt in this land has not penetrated. The color of the soil here is relatively normal." Elena said in a low voice.
Qin Weijie shook his head helplessly, and then looked at Tom.
Tom did not dare to make a conclusion at this time. What Irina said was right. There was no difference in the color of the soil when looking at the night. However, based on his understanding of Qin Weijie, Tom believed that Qin Weijie was definitely not the kind of person who would just stick to practice. In a spirit of true knowledge, Tom bent down, picked up a handful of soil, and looked at it.
"Hiss..." Tom couldn't help taking a breath, and Elena hurriedly approached Tom when she saw this.
"What's wrong? Don't scare me..." Elena asked.
Tom glanced at Qin Weijie, nodded, turned around and said to Elena: "The soil here is reddish in color, as if... it seems to have been soaked in blood, and there is a strong smell of corpses in the soil."
"Ah!?" Elena's face immediately turned pale after hearing Tom's words. Silks of cold sweat penetrated her fair skin at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her body was as stiff as a puppet at this time. She was obviously frightened. .
"This kind of soil is called blood corpse soil in China. It is the best soil for raising ghouls. Many evil monks will use this soil to breed a zombie puppet to help them fight."
"Is this also a kind of magical magic? Is your so-called ghoul very powerful? Can it protect its owner?" Tom looked at the land here with burning eyes.
Seeing Tom's performance, Qin Weijie couldn't help frowning and whispered: "Chinese people pay attention to the burial of peace. Offending the corpse is disrespectful to the ancestors. This is a treasonous thing! I practice Xuanfa. Although I practice the ghost way, but But he would never do something so inhumane! Also, although the ghoul is powerful, it is cruel and must eat human blood every day, otherwise there is a risk of backlash against its owner. I advise you not to do this You have to make up your mind, otherwise none of your friends will be able to do it."
Qin Weijie's attitude was very tough. Tom was still interested at first, but seeing Qin Weijie's determination, he finally stopped worrying and nodded, which was considered as acknowledgment of Qin Weijie.
Seeing this, Qin Weijie continued to describe his discovery: "The blood corpse soil here should not be artificially cultivated, but formed naturally, a natural place for raising corpses. If this kind of place were placed in China, and with such a burial Too many corpses will definitely cause corpse transformation, but in the UK... to be honest, why doesn't this bloody corpse soil work!!"
Qin Weijie shook his head and said, in fact, not only the blood corpse soil, but also many old Chinese methods cannot be used in the UK. For example, Qin Weijie tried several interesting Taoist formations when he was at Hogwarts, 'Four Symbols' The Spirit Gathering Array has the effect of gathering "spiritual energy" to assist in mystical practice.
However, Qin Weijie followed the records of Xuanfa, fixed the four images, stabilized the four poles, and gathered Qi in the middle element. Everything was arranged properly and divided well, but in the end he had no effect at all. This has slowed down Qin Weijie's practice of mystical magic. After breaking through the 'magic barrier', a few months have passed. Qin Weijie's magic has improved by leaps and bounds, but his 'mysterious magic' has not improved much.
Although he has mastered a lot of talisman and altar techniques, the foundation of mystical practice - 'Xuan Qi' - has not grown much. This is also a problem that Qin Weijie has been troubled by.
It’s just embarrassing!
Anyway, Qin Weijie is used to this situation where spirits in China don't work when they come here. Anyway, he also thought about it. Magic and Xuan Qi are not the same thing. Oranges born in Huainan are oranges. Huaibei is Zhi. After all, there are considerable cultural differences between the East and the West. These situations are understandable.
Although I don’t know the real principle behind it, these are not important at the moment. What is important is that the ethereal chanting sound deep in the cemetery stopped suddenly at this moment.
