Burrow

Lin Feng didn't know the chaotic state of those paranormal enthusiasts, but just thinking about the strange equipment on them could give a rough idea. Vivian was more straightforward in her assessment: "Over there? It's basically a group of charlatans having a meeting, except for Nangong and that monk, who might have some genuine items."

Muyun sniffed around on the ground for a dozen seconds before lifting his head. "Someone has been here."

"With so many people attracted to the castle recently, it's normal for someone to have been here," Lin Feng said casually, but he cautiously walked towards the direction of the small chapel. "The sound is eerie. Are you sure it's okay, Vivian?"

"No problem, the aura of the dead is still suppressed underground." Vivian released some of her power, her eyes faintly glowing red in the night. "Listen, the sound of the wind seems to have diminished."

Lin Feng swallowed his saliva. The sound of the wind and strange howls from the direction of the small chapel did seem to be gradually decreasing, but it had successfully created an unsettling atmosphere. He couldn't feel any so-called aura of the dead—in his eyes, this place was already filled with ghosts.

The wooden door of the small chapel had completely rotted, but a pile of collapsed slabs blocked the entrance. Lin Feng carefully approached, finding a gap in the pile of rubble. He looked inside through the gap and saw only darkness. The intermittent sounds of the wind and the chaotic noise of people and horses did indeed come from inside the stone house, almost unimpeded due to the many cracks around it, allowing the strange sounds to spread throughout the castle.

Lin Feng moistened his fingers and carefully inserted them into the gap in the rubble. He nodded professionally, "Hmm, no wind."

"Nonsense, with such a commotion, if there was really wind, you would have been covered in sand when you leaned in just now," Vivian said, pushing Lin Feng aside and gesturing to Muyun, "Big Dog, come over and move this pile of things."

Lin Feng immediately felt something was wrong. "Wait a minute, is this disrespectful to the deceased?"

"What deceased? I've beaten real zombies before, and the Pharaoh's guard was just so-so. Big Dog, go!" Vivian beckoned to Muyun.

"Call me Big Dog one more time! I'll bite you in four seconds!" Muyun, unable to bear the increasingly rude vampire any longer, jumped up and protested loudly, but after the protest, she obediently started working: she had the greatest strength, and moving this pile of stones was best left to her.

As Muyun started to move the first large slab aside, the strange sounds coming from the small chapel suddenly stopped.

"It's quiet!" Lin Feng shouted, "Hey, I think I heard something inside like a clattering noise, did you guys hear it?"

Vivian tilted her head, listening to the sounds inside the small chapel. She waved to Muyun, "Don't mind what's inside, keep moving."

"Hey—hoo!" Muyun bent down and picked up a large slab weighing at least half a ton. With a strong breath, she could throw this thing several meters away, making it seem effortless and casual, like moving a foam model. Lin Feng kept a distance of more than two meters from this strong werewolf, fearing that if she missed when throwing the stones, he would be squashed flat. He marveled, "It would be great if I had this kind of strength."

"Just well-developed muscles," Vivian said, watching Muyun move the huge stones, her eyelids twitching a bit, but she remained stubborn, "True power comes from wisdom. Even with great strength, can it be as useful as my blood magic? One curse and she would be lying..."

Muyun lifted a large slab about a meter wide. "Hehe, go on, finish what you were saying."

Lin Feng and Vivian were standing side by side, but when they saw this, they quickly jumped more than a meter away. "Hey, don't make jokes like that! There's still an ordinary guy here. If you slip, I'll end up flat as a pancake—if you two want to play, go find a place with no one around."

Muyun snorted, turned her head, and continued to move the stones. The pile of rubble blocking the entrance to the small chapel was soon cleared away by her. With the last large slab kicked away by the werewolf girl, the dark entrance of the small chapel lay wide open in front of the three of them.

"Landlord, my shoe broke," Muyun lifted her leg, pointing to her foot. Lin Feng saw that the huge white sports shoe had a huge gap at the front, and the five white and jade-like toes were twisting in the gap: remember, the last slab was kicked open by this girl. This detail would definitely not be written in other books...

"Uh, I'll buy you a new one when we get back. This counts as work-related damage," Lin Feng wiped his forehead with cold sweat, thinking about how he always ended up in these situations, then he walked towards the dark chapel, wanting to see what was inside.

To be honest, Lin Feng was still a bit nervous. Even an ordinary person, no matter how courageous, would not rashly enter a sealed stone room that was "full of ghostly sounds" just a few minutes ago. But now, with Vivian, who could sense the dead, guaranteeing safety, and Muyun, a gold-medal bodyguard, he forcibly gathered his courage—aside from other things, he still had a bit of a macho temper. If he shrank back now, he was afraid he would be looked down upon by the two superwomen beside him.

Although the collapsed stones blocked the main door, there were cracks and collapses all around the small chapel, basically in a state of being well-ventilated. When Lin Feng entered, he didn't smell any decay, only the dust that Muyun had stirred up just now. Vivian frowned, a cool breeze swirling around her, dispersing the dust around the three of them. With every gesture, she showed the elegance of a vampire, which made Muyun glance at her sideways, "Pretentious—still thinking about hygiene at this time?"

The church was empty, with no sign of the original furniture. The uneven ground was littered with scattered pieces of bricks. This small chapel was also a typical European classical castle style, with narrow and high-set windows. Now, those windows had turned into long rectangular holes. The faint moonlight filtered through the windows, making everything look even more eerie.

"The moon is out again..." Muyun looked up and stared at the brightest window, lost in thought. "Landlord, I want to howl a bit..."

Lin Feng: "..."

What kind of quirks does this guy have!

With his recently acquired "superpower," Lin Feng could see everything in the small chapel. However, it was all clear in this stone room, and he couldn't find anything special. There were no flickering ghost fires, no swaying ancient knights, and no black magic books lying on the ground emitting faint light indicating trouble. The strange sounds had already stopped before he came in, and now this small chapel looked like an

 ordinary abandoned house.

But Muyun sniffed on the ground, "Landlord, there's the smell of living people here."

Vivian walked straight to a corner of the small chapel. With a wave of her hand, a blood-red mist flew towards a small slab in the corner. There was a harsh corroding sound, and the hard stone was corroded into ashes by the blood-colored mist in the blink of an eye, revealing a small hole underneath. "Someone ran away from here, pretending to be a ghost."

"A person? You mean the haunting here is man-made? Did you know this earlier?" Lin Feng looked at Vivian in surprise. "Why didn't you say so earlier?"

"I sensed that there was a living person hiding here. I wanted to see what he was up to here, but I didn't expect him to just be pretending to be a ghost," Vivian shrugged. "Muyun noticed him slipping away when she started moving the stones—although that big dog claimed to have sharp senses, how could she not notice a human slipping away right under her nose?"

Muyun insisted, "I was focused on moving the stones! I didn't notice!"

Lin Feng ignored the daily quarrel between these two non-human girls and came to the side of the dark hole. "Are we going down there?"

"If you're willing to wait up here, that's fine," Vivian looked at the hole, unconcerned. "Although I feel it's just an ordinary person down there, the situation below is unknown, and there may be danger."

With Vivian's words, Lin Feng's temper flared up: he was going to be the king of caretakers in the future, and he might have to take care of many strange tenants. How could he be frightened by an ordinary person who was making a fuss and causing trouble in the castle!

He immediately rolled up his sleeves and jumped into the pit. "Don't stop me, I'll go ahead... Oh my god!"