The Cunning Ghost

Lin Qiye didn't dare to be careless. He focused his mental power to the maximum. As long as anything abnormal appeared, he could lock onto it immediately.

Gradually, the image of the courtyard began to appear in his mind. Weeds, crushed stones, and all kinds of broken tools.

The rotten bodies in the courtyard were also pieced together and restored in his mind.

"What?"

Suddenly, the aura of a living being was transmitted over. Lin Qiye was stunned.

He recalled that he had sensed someone alive in the courtyard.

However, he couldn't clearly sense it with just his mental power. Now that he had used the power of faith to scan it, Lin Qiye found the person easily.

Lin Qiye shook his head slightly. He gave up on the idea of checking it out and continued to scan through the courtyard.

He only had this one chance.

If he couldn't catch the ghost hiding behind the black mist, it might take the opportunity to escape as soon as he left.