I discovered a world bug.

Lin Shu thought the client was stupid.

It wasn't stupidity in the ordinary sense, but a kind of stupidity characterized by negligence, arrogance, and conceit.

He didn't even use any other method to verify his identity, nor did he question the change of wallet connection.

Of course, exchanging wallet links is indeed a fairly common practice in the gray market.

This thing doesn't have real-name verification, so you can just make up any excuse to get away with it.

But you should at least ask first, right? Transferring 3 USDT without even asking is just overconfident, or are you just rich and stupid?

Ideally, the person should be naive and rich.

A shrewd opponent always puts a lot of psychological pressure on you.

But if it's just about having more money, then it's like being a fat sheep...

Lin Shu stopped dwelling on the client and didn't insist on finding out the truth on the spot.

Many things must be done slowly.

Just like fishing, if the fish hasn't bitten the hook yet, it's not time to lift the rod.

Let's wait and see!

He plugged his phone in to charge, glanced at the time—8 p.m.

It has been 73 hours since I last performed a yarrow stalk divination. The three-day cooling-off period has now ended.

It's time to see how I'll die next!

Standing up, Lin Shu carefully arranged the props needed for the ritual, one by one.

As he organized things, he also silently summarized the information in his mind.

The first time I performed the yarrow stalk divination ritual, I used the "simplest version," using only tortoise shells and yarrow stalks, and reciting only one incantation.

In this simplified version, the image I saw was accurate, but also quite blurry.

The second time, based on the simplified ritual, he added rhinoceros horn incense and the Life Turtle Hand Technique to the ritual, using the legacy left by Xu Changshun.

These two additional steps were confirmed to be effective, making the image I saw clearer.

This time, could we add a few more steps?

After a moment's thought, Lin Shu opened Xu Changshun's computer, found the section on "Yarrow Stalk and Tortoise Shell Divination," and located the steps Xu Changshun had summarized that could potentially improve the effectiveness of yarrow stalk and tortoise shell divination.

Most of the steps have been verified, but due to the constant changes in the four elements of "local law and time speech", coupled with Xu Changshun's lack of "rigorous control experiment" thinking during the experiment, the effect of each independent step is not clear.

Even so, upon summarizing everything, Lin Shu astutely discovered that there was a step that could most likely further enhance the divination results.

That is, the method of burning the armor.

The Rites of Zhou states: "In spring, burn the back left; in summer, burn the front left; in autumn, burn the front right; in winter, burn the back right."

Different parts of the tortoise shell need to be burned in different seasons to ensure accurate divination.

Previously, I had not followed this rule.

Let's add this rule again this time and see how it goes.

Lin Shu opened a new document on her computer and wrote down all the steps of divination using yarrow stalks and tortoise shells. She then separated the document with dividing lines and recorded the time, date, and specific steps.

What's this called?

Granularity!

Only by achieving the most suitable particle size can we summarize the true ritual with the highest efficiency.

It's a pity, Master Xu, you missed the right time.

If you went to work for an internet company for a couple of days and figured out things like granularity, tactics, and leverage, you might have already restored the ritual of the Master's Blade Altar before you died, and I wouldn't be huffing and puffing here doing this...

Lin Shu found it amusing. After calming himself down and regaining his "respectful" and "serious" mindset, he struck while the iron was hot and began a new round of divination using yarrow stalks and tortoise shells.

Burning incense, exorcising tortoise shells, slaying tortoise shells, burning tor

He has become very proficient at each step.

This time, he paid special attention to burning the front left side of the tortoise shell.

When that feeling of detachment returned, he was no longer panicked.

Darkness descends.

Lin Shu's consciousness once again entered that void space...

......

The image appears.

This time, Lin Shu's "feelings" changed once again.

He found himself no longer a bystander, but rather as if he had become...

Eyewitnesses?

The image was still blurry, and in the distance it was even just mosaic-like blocks of color, but Lin Shu was 100% certain that what she was seeing was a first-person perspective.

Although he couldn't actively control his actions, he could see his hands swinging around from time to time, and occasionally when he looked down, he could also see his knees and toes.

Where am I?

Lin Shu looked around in confusion, trying to figure out her situation.

But his thoughts couldn't change the scene; the self "possessed" in the divination was still single-mindedly moving forward.

Gradually, Lin Shu pieced together information about the environment from the fragmented images.

This is a muddy path through the woods, surrounded by low shrubs and tall evergreen broad-leaved trees. Intuitively, this environment is very similar to the forest I pass through every year when I pay respects to my ancestors during the Qingming Festival.

But of course, this is not the same forest.

Because, after trekking for several minutes, the mottled patches of color at the end of the path took shape.

It was a small house.

A cabin in the woods?

An ominous premonition arose in Lin Shu's heart, and he almost instinctively wanted to turn around and run away.

Let alone escape, it couldn't even do something as simple as "closing its eyes".

He could only watch helplessly as the small house in his line of sight grew larger and closer.

Finally, I reached the open space in front of the cabin.

The scene pauses here, as if the character is resting.

The main entrance to the cottage was a rotten wooden door, with faded and tattered door gods pasted on it.

On either side of the wooden door, half of the mud walls built of clay bricks have collapsed, revealing the dark and gloomy space inside the small house.

Gloomy, terrifying, and eerie.

Lin Shu didn't know why he had come to this place, but he was certain that if he saw such a small house in real life, he would turn around and leave immediately!

But during the divination, I found myself walking step by step towards that little house...

No!

What the hell are you trying to do?!

A chill ran through Lin Shu's heart, but before he could react, he saw himself reach out and push open the wooden door of the small house.

"Squeak----"

This was the first time Lin Shu had heard a voice during a divination.

The sharp, piercing sound made his very soul tremble.

After the door opened, dim sunlight streamed into the room.

The image became clear as if it had been "loaded," and Lin Shu could see the layout of the room.

The layout is very simple, with only a bed and a table.

The blankets on the bed were piled up haphazardly, but they had already become moldy due to the damp weather.

On the table was an incense burner, and in front of it were oranges that were completely rotten and covered in green mold.

Lin Shu was certain that he had never seen a house like this before, yet he felt a strong sense of familiarity with it.

What's going on?!

Hallucination?

Or...did someone describe it to you?

Lin Shu's heart pounded, and then, in the image, her gaze slowly rose.

A dark, heavy object lay quietly on the roof beam.

That was a bite...

coffin.

The coffin lid has been opened.

Inside the open coffin, a shriveled figure slowly sat up.

In an instant, Lin Shu's vision went completely black...

......

Lin Shu was panting heavily.

He had escaped the "illusion" of divination by yarrow stalks and returned to his rented room.

But the unprecedented fear of death, the purest form of fear, still haunted him, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

He already knew what he was seeing.

That was... a dried corpse.

To be more precise, it was the Kun Corpse that Li Yu mentioned!