It seemed only Lin Zhao understood Xue Shaoyuan’s arrangements.

I pulled out the steel needle and said to the village chief, "I won't disturb you any longer."

The village chief walked me to the door and said in a low voice, "Sir, you've offended the village's gatekeeper ghosts. They'll join forces to deal with you, so you must be careful."

"Thank you!" I didn't take the village chief's words to heart. I could see that those gatekeeper ghosts couldn't leave the courtyard; at most, they could only be active within the courtyard's boundaries.

If they wanted to deal with me, they had to see if I entered the courtyard first.

While I was talking to the village chief, Ye Yang and Lin Zhao were already standing in the middle of the Bu family's courtyard. Lin Zhao said keenly, "Why do I feel like there are traces of Guiguanmen (Ghoul Coffin Sect) disciples in the courtyard?"

Ye Yang took a few steps forward and scraped the ground with his foot, revealing a layer of raw salt beneath the black soil in the courtyard.

Ye Yang frowned involuntarily. "Raw salt? Someone is hiding a corpse here?"

Necromancers usually used lime to hide corpses but rarely used raw salt.

"Don't move yet, wait for me!" Lin Zhao measured his steps from the door to the middle of the courtyard, took out an engineer shovel from his backpack, and dug several times in the ground, finally unearthing a sealed stone well.

Lin Zhao opened the well cover and pointed to the well filled with raw salt, "This is a Guiguanmen (Ghoul Coffin Sect) salt well coffin. There should be a well-preserved corpse sealed underneath."

Ye Yang frowned involuntarily. "People from Guiguanmen (Ghoul Coffin Sect) have been here? Release the corpse first and let's take a look."

Lin Zhao gave Ye Yang a cautious gesture, activated the Coffin Opening Incantation himself, and dripped blood onto the already yellowed raw salt.

Before long, the raw salt in the well surged out like overflowing well water. A breathtakingly beautiful woman emerged from beneath the raw salt.

As Ye Yang gently pressed the hilt of his sword, the woman also leaned half her body out of the well, gradually pulling her feet out of the raw salt and standing in front of Ye Yang. "Are you here to find me?"

For a moment, Ye Yang didn't know how to answer.

Lin Zhao hesitated for a moment before saying, "We are from Guiguanmen (Ghoul Coffin Sect) and want to find clues about the ancestral land. I heard that Bu Youming entered the Guiguanmen (Ghoul Coffin Sect) ancestral land."

The woman said, "I don't know what you're talking about."

"I don't have any dealings with people named Bu. You've come to the wrong place!"

As Lin Zhao was about to speak, I came over from outside, "If you're not familiar with people named Bu, you should know Xue Shaoyuan, right?"

The woman looked me up and down, "Are you someone Xue Shaoyuan sent?"

"More or less!" I took a few steps forward. "I want to know, why did Xue Shaoyuan come to you back then? And what did he leave here?"

The woman stared at me, "The token?"

I shook my head, "No token."

The woman asked again, "Then what message did Xue Shaoyuan ask you to bring me?"

"He didn't ask me to bring you any message either." I said truthfully, "In fact, Xue Shaoyuan is already dead. If he wasn't, I wouldn't have come to find you."

The woman smiled, "Since you have no proof, why should I believe you were sent by Xue Shaoyuan?"

Ye Yang and I exchanged a quiet glance. I clearly saw the murderous intent in Ye Yang's eyes.

Ye Yang was preparing to strike!

But I felt like the woman was waiting for something.

I looked at Lin Zhao. "Has Xue Shaoyuan given you anything these past few days? Or met with you alone?"

Lin Zhao shook his head, "No, the sect leader has never contacted me alone these past few days. Let alone give me anything."

I didn't have much hope when I asked Lin Zhao that question.

Xue Shaoyuan sending a message to Lin Zhao was not only a spur-of-the-moment decision but also to avoid the ears and eyes of the enemy.

In this situation, it was impossible to leave any token for Lin Zhao!

Perhaps, Xue Shaoyuan didn't leave this woman anything to connect with when he was in Bu's Village.

Thinking of this, I tentatively pointed at Lin Zhao and said, "Does she know the Thirteen Absolute Hands?"

The woman smiled and shook her head, "What are you talking about? I don't understand."

My face immediately darkened, "Friend, I think I've made myself clear enough. Xue Shaoyuan probably didn't leave you any way to connect."

"You also know why we've come here."

"Just say what you want. Dragging this out won't do either of us any good."

"Haha..." The woman laughed, "Are you angry? Shouldn't I ask for some reward for keeping Xue Shaoyuan's secret for so many years?"

"However, it's always better for you to say what you want first than for me to say it first."

I said in a deep voice, "My patience is limited. What benefits do you want? Just say it!"

The woman said, "I want to see Bu Huangquan. As long as you bring him here, I will naturally hand over what Xue Shaoyuan left here."

I shook my head, "Bu Huangquan has been missing for many years, maybe he's already dead. I can't do it."

The woman was slightly stunned.