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At 12 o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Tian arrived at the foot of Qingshan's funeral parlor on time. In order to be in a hurry, he didn't even eat lunch.

Many cars passed by and the deafening sound of firecrackers could be heard. Compared to last night's quiet and secluded atmosphere, there was a huge contrast.

Zhou Tian noticed that no one was walking down the long stairs. It was not because everyone was driving. Those who walked along the long stairs would rather take the road and detour than walk on the long stairs. This made him somewhat puzzled.

When Zhou Tian stepped onto the long flight of stairs, a stream of cold yin aura was flowing into his body through the bottom of the ground. The zhen qi was covering every part of his body, and the small cold yin aura was melting rapidly as if it was exposed to the sunlight.

There were people walking on the same path as Zhou Tian. When they saw Zhou Tian walk up the stairs, their expressions changed and they quickly ran over to stop him.

"Young man, you can't climb this flight of stairs!"

Looking back, it was a middle-aged man in his early thirties.

"Why can't you climb this long flight of stairs? I walk on it and it feels really cool. " Zhou Tian asked.

"This, young man, since you have come down so quickly, there is no reason for me to lie to you." the middle-aged man shouted.

In fact, Zhou Tian had already understood the middle-aged man's words. This flight of stairs was filled with bones and was surrounded by the aura of death. If an ordinary person were to walk on it, they would be taken advantage of by the aura of death.

However, Zhou Tian still walked down. He wanted to hear if this middle-aged man had any secrets.

When the middle-aged man saw Zhou Tian coming down the long staircase, he let out a breath of relief and slowly told his story.

The middle-aged man was called Yuan Jingcai, and was not from Jiangbei.

According to him, when his Third Uncle died in Jiangbei, he cremated himself at Qingshan's funeral home. At that time, he and his father arrived late, and when they arrived, it was already 6 PM. In order to save time, they entered Qingshan's funeral home.

Originally, he didn't have much to do. After dealing with Third Uncle's cremation, he and his father wanted to return to his hometown. Who would've thought that his father would die for no reason while he himself was seriously ill?

When he woke up from the hospital seven days later, his father had already been sent away by his relatives to be cremated. This sudden departure was hard for him to accept. He asked his relatives to find out how his father had died. Although his father's health was not very good, he had almost no major illness. How could he have died in such a bizarre manner?

His relatives told him that the doctor had found no cause and that his father had died of natural causes.

His father was not even sixty years old yet! Of course that didn't satisfy him, and why was he so ill when his father died? Among the relatives was an old great-uncle who lived near Qingshan's funeral home.

The old great-uncle had asked him if he had chosen to take this long flight of stairs for the sake of getting close.

He nodded his head, and the old granduncle lamented, "You youngsters really don't know your place. If you can save your life this time, then I'll take it!"

Afterwards, the old granduncle told them about the mystery behind the long staircase. The construction of the Green Mountain Funeral Home didn't go smoothly, as if someone had come across something unclean and many people had died.

Originally, this flight of stairs was a long ditch, or rather, a ditch from a long time ago.

The builders, in order to hide themselves in the darkness, had secretly buried the unfortunate dead under this ditch and built such a long staircase over it.

Unfortunately, he saw it at that time. As the sky was dark, he did not know exactly how many people had died, but there were at least a hundred, because he heard someone among them say that each person had to climb a flight of stairs.

Because too many ghosts had died at the foot of this flight of stairs, at night, ghosts would appear. Those who dared to walk on this flight of stairs, aside from those who had a tough life, would find it difficult to escape from being possessed.

At that time, he was completely dumbfounded. What era was this? Where did such a thing come from?

The other relatives in Jiangbei were also dumbfounded. They had never heard of such a thing.

That old granduncle also knew that they did not believe him, but he did hear a lot of news about those people who had climbed that flight of stairs that night and died in the end.

He did not believe it, and when he was better, he went up the long stairs again one night, and as a result he fell ill again, and he was at last afraid.

He sold the house at his hometown and chose to stay here for a long time because he wanted to find out the secret of this long staircase.

Zhou Tian was silent for a moment. Yuan Jing had only said one thing, but this long flight of stairs was indeed harmful. As long as one stayed in this world for a day, one more person could suffer.

He had the intention to help solve this problem, but in reality, it was not as simple as what Yuan Jing had said.

However, there were many dangers on both sides of the stairs. If he wanted to truly solve the problem, he would have to find the source.

"Thank you for your concern. However, I am stronger than most people, and the sun is high in the sky right now. None of the evils dare to approach me."

After he finished speaking, Zhou Tian continued to walk towards the long staircase.

That Yuan Jing had been shouting, but she didn't dare to walk up the long stairs.

Zhou Tian was even more cautious as he stepped onto the long stairs again. It was not because he was afraid of the death aura, but because he wanted to find out the secrets of this place.

"It seems that there were indeed zombies last night."

Zhou Tian looked at the forests on both sides. Although it was the sun high in the sky, the stench of rotting flesh had yet to dissipate.

"Look at the terrain here, the four sides of the mountain are densely packed with trees, and the middle area is caved in. Adding on the burial ground, this is the Ghost sect's corpse refining area!"

Zhou Tian had an answer. He was only guessing last night, but now he was sure.

The so-called ghost sect was just a general term. It was the same as the group of cultivators called the 'sect'.

According to legends, the Ghost sect and the Dao sect were different. They didn't pursue cultivation to become immortals, but rather the art of turning death into a living being. This was also another type of immortal method.

Unfortunately, he had never heard of anyone in the Ghost sect capable of such a feat. It was as rare as someone in the sect reaching Immortal Ascension.

Since he was reincarnated from death, there was a technique in the ghost sect that could be used to refine corpses, allowing the dead to regain their vitality and reappear in the world once more.

They believed that if they cultivated this Corpse Refining Art to the extreme, they would be able to live forever.

The old man had once judged the doings of the ghost sect, a group of pitiful people who went the wrong way.

Zhou Tian gathered his thoughts and looked at the long staircase. Actually, it wasn't that hard to break out of this place. As long as he changed the forests on both sides into the Peach Blossom Forest, this so-called Ghost Stair would be useless.

About ten minutes later, Zhou Tian left the long staircase and stepped into the Green Mountain Funeral Home.

Although he was not familiar with this place, the true energy that he left in Wu Ming's body was still there. However, he didn't immediately go to find Wu Ming. Instead, he strolled around.

After walking around a bit, Tian Tian realized that there was nothing abnormal here, but nothing abnormal was the biggest anomaly. Last night, when he didn't step in here, he had already used his divine eye to sense that there was something wrong, but there wasn't anything wrong with him when he entered.

Zhou Tian opened his eyes once more and scanned his surroundings. Finally, he was able to find what was amiss.

All the death aura and ghost aura were concentrated in the central area, as if there was something there that was attracting them.

Coincidentally, Wu Ming was also in the center area.

"Looks like I really have to take a step forward."

Zhou Tian didn't come last night because he wasn't clear about Wu Ming's relationship with this place. But now, it seemed that Wu Ming had a deep relationship with the people here and wanted to seek that person's protection.

It was actually a villa in the center? A villa in a funeral home?

When Zhou Tian approached, he was stopped by someone. He looked like an ordinary security guard, but Zhou Tian could clearly see that the two security guards' bodies were shrouded by the ghostly aura of the Ghost Door.

"Big Brother, why did we build a villa here? The villa in the funeral home is really curious. " Zhou Tian asked.

The two guards didn't answer, as if their job was to keep strangers away.

"Seems like he's not enlightened. His wisdom is slightly lacking."

Zhou Tian said softly. Although the two security guards looked normal, their eyes were glazed and their intelligence was slow. It was as if they had been tricked.

To look into their every secret.

This technique was very similar to the puppet technique he had previously encountered, but it was a little more advanced and his control was more fluid. It was not as obvious as the Ming Xia from before.

As Zhou Tian walked closer, the other two men stepped forward to block his path. Without saying a word, Zhou Tian quickly made his move. With a silver needle in hand, he sealed the two men's acupoints.

After that, he walked past them and approached the villa. When he approached, Tian Tian could feel the fluctuations of a formation. Someone had set up a formation outside the villa to detect unusual auras.

Zhou Tian smiled contemptuously. How could this old formation possibly stop him? He restrained his aura and, looking as though he was even more ordinary than an ordinary person, walked straight in.

Circling, he caught glimpses of guards and patrols all over the villa.

It was a pity that he did not draw an Invisibility Charm. Otherwise, he would have been able to walk straight in.

In order not to alert the enemy, Zhou Tian chose to leave.

This was because he knew that night was the prime time for the Ghost sect's activities.

Coincidentally, he also wanted to see what exactly the people from the Ghost sect were plotting here.

After putting away the two silver needles, Zhou Tian went to find a place to rest and a place to eat. He was still starving.

In the villa, Wu Ming could not sit still. Ever since he came here last night, he had been feeling uneasy and his whole body was covered in goosebumps.

Furthermore, the shadow of the Circulatory Cycle Revolution was lingering in his mind, so he didn't dare to even squint for a moment.

It was a pain to be alive.