"Since it is the treatment of the emperor, but now it is entangled in spider webs, which is a bit strange."

The fat Taoist murmured the doubts in his heart.

A gust of wind blows.

The light on the torch is flickering, flickering and flickering.

Sun Guangmin looked around, not only the murals of evil spirits on the wall behind the corpse, but also a large number of murals on the left and right walls of the corpse.

The content is almost the same, they are all ghosts with hideous faces and fierce spirits.

Against the backdrop of the fire, it seemed to be a ghost messenger crawling out of hell, carrying a strong breath of death.

"It's obvious that King Wei's body was hung up here by the Third Prince."

After Sun Guangmin paused, Qin Wuye continued: "Well, I think so too. The third prince moved King Wei's body out of the boat-shaped coffin and put it here."

Sun Guangmin nodded: "The Eight-Life Blood Curse is not enough, and the dead must be placed in the Nether Hell to suffer. It seems that this dark room was also built in advance by the third prince to store the body of King Wei."

"Don't ignore one more thing. The body of the third prince is also here. When the enemy suffers day and night, the third prince must stay here forever. Looking at all this, this is the real revenge."

After Lao Pan finished speaking, he sighed slightly in his tone.

"This is vicious enough. This third prince is not a good person. If I were in that era, I would definitely teach him a lesson."

When Huang Ying spoke, her complexion darkened, her eyes froze, and the next moment she was suddenly a little dazed.

"In troubled times, how can there be pure good and bad? Good and evil?"

When Sun Guangmin spoke, he looked at Huang Ying like a knife, his eyes full of deep meaning.

The ulterior motive of this remark was not about drinking, Huang Ying had already understood the implication, but Huang Ying didn't refute or respond, she was still thinking about something absentmindedly.

"Young commander, look quickly, there is something glowing in the spider's thread."

While everyone was talking, the fat Taoist peeled away the spider webs from King Wei's body, revealing a glowing thing inside.

Everyone stopped talking, and turned their eyes to King Wei's corpse. The fat Taoist continued to clean the spider silk, and soon the thing was completely exposed.

It was a whole black candlestick, only the size of a palm, and could be held with one hand. On the top of the candlestick, there was a black bead, and a faint halo was emitted from the bead.

On both sides of the candlestick, there is a small ring, through which a gold thread becomes a noose. This noose is hung on the neck of King Wei's corpse, and the candlestick is hung on the chest of the corpse. .

"What is this? Maybe it's a priceless and rare treasure?"

When the fat Taoist spoke, he looked at Lao Pan.

The latter also had a confused face, and said in an apologetic tone: "I really don't know this thing, it's beyond the scope of my knowledge."

"Even Master Pan doesn't know. This must be a valuable item. I want to put it away."

Sun Guangmin suddenly remembered that the system had given him a task to obtain the legendary sacred object of the underworld, the Candle Ghost Yin. Could the candlestick in front of him be the Candle Ghost Yin?

The fat Taoist moved very quickly, and took the candlestick off the corpse's neck in a blink of an eye.

The candlestick had just left the corpse, and the rotting corpse immediately dissipated, turning into a pile of white bones.

Everyone was shocked by the scene in front of them, they never expected that the corpse would decompose so fast.

"Give it to me, Staff Officer Zhang, and I will keep it."

"Yes, young commander."

When Sun Guangmin got the candlestick, a system voice suddenly sounded in his mind:

"Congratulations to the host for completing the task, and getting the treasure Candle Ghost Yin, as rewards, a hundred ghost-head knives, and the night pupil technique cheat book."

The sudden appearance of those reward items, Qin Wuye thought that the mechanism had been triggered, but soon found that there was no danger, but his face was still confused.

Sun Guangmin ordered General Xiang to distribute the weapons to the paper figurine army, and at the same time let the paper figurine Yin soldiers learn the night pupil technique, and General Xiang complied one by one.

What pleased Sun Guangmin the most was not those weapons and the Night Eye Art, but the treasure Candle Ghost Yin.

It is said that this Candle Ghost Yin fell into the underworld in ancient times, and absorbed the ghostly breath for thousands of years, which can nourish the ghosts.

The gloomy light emitted by the black beads on the Candle Ghost Yin is like the moonlight, continuously providing energy to the Yin Spirit.

This is great news for the growing paper man army.

"I understand. It was the light on the candlestick that prevented King Wei's body from completely decomposing. But after the candlestick was taken away, the body would not be nourished, so it immediately rotted."

After Lao Pan finished speaking, Qin Wuye answered:
"It seems to be true. The boat-shaped coffin must be airtight and play an antiseptic role. Coupled with the nourishment of the candlestick, it can preserve the corpse well. But after the corpse is moved out by the third prince, we can only rely on that Candelabra."

"Nearly 2000 years, it still hasn't completely rotted."

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