Peerless Divine Doctor in the City of Flowers
Chapter 154: Dragon Formation, Ghost Hitting the Wall!

Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Dragon Formation, Ghost Hitting the Wall!

"The hiding place is quite secretive, isn’t it!"

When the chubby man had the car stopped.

Lin Fan looked at the barren mountain before him.

This place is rarely visited, likely a long-term storage site for antiques.

"Sir, our goods must be kept away from the public eye and need a bit of earthiness, so we always store them underground. There’s an abandoned grave here. The goods were obtained by our predecessors, so we use this as a transit station. However, the underground tunnels are quite complex. You must follow me closely, sir. If you accidentally take a wrong turn, it’ll be quite troublesome."

The chubby man, clutching his numb left arm, got out of the car.

His earnest appearance made Lin Fan want to laugh.

"Yo, Big Black, when did you suddenly grow a conscience?"

"I’m just admiring someone superior, I was mistaken before, but now I’m thoroughly convinced. I’m only hoping that the master will spare my life later, that’s all I ask for."

The chubby man still took the opportunity to remind, "It’s dark down there, if the master isn’t reassured, just tie me up."

"Don’t worry, I trust you completely."

Lin Fan glanced at Zheng Tianxiang, "Was it here that day?"

"That’s right, it’s here. I can’t see it, but I can smell this earthy scent, it must be here."

Zheng Tianxiang nodded repeatedly.

As a descendant of one of the "Five Branches of Plum Blossoms", he was best at identifying burial artifacts.

This earthy smell was one of his essential skills.

"Then please lead the way."

Lin Fan smiled at the chubby man.

Then he began walking forward.

Zheng Ruhao was helping Zheng Tianxiang follow behind.

After entering a dense forest, the chubby man zigzagged between turns and reached a cluster of weeds.

Parting the weeds higher than a person, a cave abruptly appeared.

"Indeed a thorough ruse, hiding things so securely."

Observing the surrounding environment, Lin Fan couldn’t help but laugh.

"Sir, please, this way!"

The chubby man didn’t immediately enter the cave.

Instead, he gestured invitingly.

"Lead the way."

Lin Fan naturally wouldn’t enter rashly.

Giving him a signal with his eyes, the chubby man then stepped into the cave.

The remaining three people followed one after another.

Darkness, endless darkness.

The smell that assaulted their nostrils was of the earth.

With every step, it felt like stepping deeper into an abyss.

Yet the chubby man ahead moved agilely.

In the darkness, turning left and right, he moved freely.

"This way... over here..."

If it hadn’t been for his constant shouting,

the three followers would likely have lost him.

"Wait a moment..."

But after a while, Lin Fan suddenly stopped.

He took out his phone and turned on the flashlight function.

Looking ahead, the figure of the chubby man had already disappeared.

All that remained was the echoing sound.

"Damn, we’ve been tricked!"

Seeing this scene, Zheng Tianxiang’s face turned pale.

They were now inside the cave, enveloped in pitch-black darkness, unable to discern all directions.

"Son of a bitch, I’ll kill you!"

Zheng Ruhao’s eyes were wide open.

Swearing, he chased forward with the flashlight.

Yet soon, he was running back from the direction he had come.

Upon looking up and seeing the two others, his face also changed color.

"Dad, what’s going on? Are we encountering ghost hitting the wall?"

Zheng Ruhao was certain he had been moving straight forward.

There hadn’t been any forks in the path.

"Little Black, I told you I have a date tonight, you’ve wasted my time, the consequences will be pretty serious!"

Lin Fan was not in a hurry.

He just sneered and yelled into the depths of the tunnel.

Indeed, it wasn’t long before the voice of the fat, dark man was heard.

"Kid, still thinking about dating? Wait till your next life. Once you enter Laozi’s Dragon Formation, no one can leave. You kill my brothers and want to steal my treasure? This will be your burial ground," he declared.

"Lowly stuff, just the Dragon Formation and you think it can trap me?"

Lin Fan snorted coldly and stepped forward.

After a few steps, he stopped.

His right hand began feeling along the wall.

"Mr. Lin, do you have a way to escape?"

Seeing Lin Fan’s actions, Zheng Tianxiang hurried over.

"Do you really think I would believe that nonsense? Once I entered, I had already made marks. The Dragon Formation is Banshan Taoist’s unique skill, so how could these vulgar Xieling warriors know it? This so-called Dragon Formation is nothing but a simple figure-eight loop; he circled a few times here just to confuse us. We just need to find the right opportunity to exit from another tunnel."

Lin Fan carefully felt around and quickly found a flaw.

With a strong pull, a hidden tunnel entrance appeared before him.

"Mr. Lin truly is a master, to handle such matters with such expertise," Zheng Tianxiang hastily flattered.

"I just like reading a bit more. Stick close, though he doesn’t know the Dragon Formation, there might still be hidden traps; it’s best to be careful," Lin Fan replied, smiling as he glanced at the marked rice grains on the ground.

Using the light from his cell phone, he advanced into the depths of the tunnel.

He easily solved three mechanisms in succession.

After walking for about five minutes, they finally arrived in a larger space.

"What’s the situation?"

But just as he entered the tunnel, Lin Fan saw the fat, dark man’s corpse in a corner.

His eyes were wide open, and there was a bloody hole in his throat.

He had been killed.

"Could there be an accomplice in here?"

Instinctively, Zheng Tianxiang tightened his grip on his son’s hand.

Though he was the top troublemaker, seeing ghostly equipment was one thing.

Seeing a corpse was another.

"This doesn’t seem like the work of an ordinary person."

Lin Fan crouched down, examining the fatal wounds on the fat, dark man up close.

The thin, wing-like blood hole suggested the weapon was very thin.

Moreover, the man’s hands were stretched out flat, clearly unprepared when he was struck in the throat by a sword.

"Tap, tap, tap..."

As the three of them focused on the corpse,

a series of extremely faint footsteps suddenly emanated from inside the tunnel.

"There’s someone!"

Lin Fan instinctively stood up, positioning himself in front of the Zheng father and son.

At the same time, a slender figure burst out from the opposite tunnel.

Without slowing down or uttering a word,

he stretched out his right hand and directly struck at Lin Fan’s chest.

The wind howled with a resolve to kill.

"Bang!"

Lin Fan hastily pushed out his palm.

When the palms collided, a sound resembling the clash of metal was heard.

The assailant couldn’t withstand Lin Fan’s powerful palm force.

The entire person was blasted back five or six steps and hit the wall.

Only then did his backward momentum stop.

"Hey, not even distinguishing if it’s friend or foe and you’re already employing lethal moves, isn’t that a bit inappropriate?" Lin Fan said with a dark expression.

Using the light from his flashlight, he scrutinized the newcomer.

The attacker, though small in stature and wearing a black robe, possessed the face of a man in his forties.

But Lin Fan couldn’t help frowning.

The hand he had just pushed out had touched skin that was soft and smooth.

This man’s hand was eerily similar to a woman’s.

"Treasure thief, meet your end!"

The man coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood onto his palm.

As he chanted under his breath, he pushed out his jade palm once more.

Following that, mist surged in the space around them.

Lin Fan inwardly exclaimed in alarm,

"This time, it’s the real Dragon Formation!"