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The syllables of carnival kept bombarding the eardrums of Bai Xiaosheng and Sang Xiaotian.

But they turned a deaf ear and walked towards the door expressionlessly.

No one stopped them along the way, as if this grand banquet welcomed everyone and also sent everyone off.

Squeak~

The door was easily pushed open, and the two people's blood surged and churned, ready to deal with the attack that might come at any time.

But behind the lacquered wooden door, there was peace.

No ghosts, no weirdness, no thunder and storm...

Only the faint sound of palace music came from the dark corridor behind the door.

Bai Xiaosheng's face looked ugly, and he rushed to the end of the corridor... in front of another door.

Bang!

The door was pushed open violently, and the volume of the music suddenly became louder.

Just like the band in the banquet hall they hurriedly left before, playing the same music.

Inside the door... it turned out to be another equally spacious and gorgeous banquet hall.

Dozens of tireless young white men and women were dancing and laughing.

Other elderly gentlemen and ladies were gathered in front of the square tables, enjoying the rich and exquisite meals while smiling and chatting intimately.

Sang Xiaotian, who was walking slowly from the back, saw this lively scene and said with a serious face: "Circular time and space."

After that, he rushed to the center of the banquet hall and stepped lightly on the ground.

Bang!

After a muffled sound, he jumped into the air and hit the ceiling hard.

Bang! !

There was a big hole in the ceiling, and the huge chandelier next to it also fell to the ground, killing several couples of men and women with screams.

But after the screams, the rest of the people returned to their happy appearance and continued to eat, drink and dance, as if the corpses at their feet did not exist at all.

When Sang Xiaotian climbed to the upper floor, as he expected, he saw the same banquet hall in front of him.

The same food and wine, the same group of dancing men and women, and the same professional band playing the same carnival music.

He suddenly grabbed a middle-aged noblewoman beside him, and as she screamed, he carefully sensed her body structure.

"Normal flesh and blood life, without a bit of ghost energy."

"Trouble."

Sang Xiaotian let go of the confused woman with a serious expression, bent down and pulled Bai Xiaosheng who jumped up.

After Bai Xiaosheng climbed up, he turned around and looked around, and couldn't help but frowned and exhaled: "Are we trapped here?"

"Don't worry, I'll try." Sang Xiaotian leaned down, his eyes suddenly burned red and burst out lasers, suddenly shot through the hole to the banquet hall on the lower floor.

"Boom!!" It was like a bomb exploded in the center of the hall, and one shot shot through the floor.

The banquet hall on the third floor appeared, still the same as the other halls.

The people were the same, the music was the same, and the food and drink were the same.

And those men and women who were killed by mistake, no one paid attention to them after they fell to the ground, as if they were air.

Even their companions who held hands and danced with them were the same.

What's even more outrageous is that some injured people can continue to dance with a limp, eat meat and drink wine with blood flowing from their seven orifices, regardless of their wounds and fractures.

All the living people have happy and satisfied smiles on their faces, and are extremely happy and joyful.

Sang Xiaotian, who doesn't believe in evil, continues to cast laser eyes downwards, shooting down layer by layer.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

A few minutes later, Sang Xiaotian, who shot through the banquet hall on the thirteenth floor with lasers, finally stopped.

"This time... it's really difficult."

He pursed his lips and became a little irritated.

"Let me try." Bai Xiaosheng stood up and began to use the Ghost Gate Secret that Wang Nanxun taught him in his early years - the art of controlling the mind and confusing the heart.

Buzz -

An invisible spiritual wave instantly swept the entire banquet hall.

But this wave rolled back and forth, and there was no result.

Bai Xiaosheng turned to look at Sang Xiaotian, his face tense and he said in a deep voice: "These people... are all empty shells."

"What do you mean?" Sang Xiaotian was confused.

Bai Xiaosheng said with a somewhat horrified expression: "Their bodies are real flesh and blood, but they have no soul, no consciousness, and even no memory at all."

"They are simply... empty flesh and blood bags!"

Hearing this, Sang Xiaotian stood up suddenly with bloody red light in his eyes.

Buzz——

Two red rays shot at everyone in front.

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

"Ah..."

Most of the people who were laughing at the banquet were burned into piles of black and gray bones under the ruthless sweep of his laser eyes.

And the rest of the people, except for the initial scream, strangely began to have fun again.

Seeing this scene, Bai Xiaosheng next to him turned around and punched the upper side of the hall fiercely.

The fist-shaped wind beam visible to the naked eye fiercely hit the ceiling above.

Bang! !

The broken stones flew everywhere.

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A hole with a diameter of about one meter appeared, and as expected, there was another banquet hall behind the hole.

The hole was at the edge of the ground of the higher hall.

In other words.

The area where the two were now located, above and below, front and back, left and right, was all the same hall.

And this time and space cycle area seemed not to be afraid of being destroyed.

No matter how damaged it was, each hall was still doing its own thing.

So Sang Xiaotian sighed and said, "Sit down and rest, Mr. Bai, eat something and save your energy."

After saying that, he sat on the ground, took out dry food from the space bracelet and started to eat.

Bai Xiaosheng also sat cross-legged next to him, not eating anything but just looking around and thinking.

The two of them sat in the middle of the hall, and people holding hands and dancing kept passing by.

These people ignored them as if they were air, laughing at each other and speaking a strange language that they had never heard of.

Just then, a chicken bone hit Bai Xiaosheng, and he turned his head to look in the direction of the hit.

A corner of the thick tablecloth on the square table diagonally opposite was lifted.

There was a dishevelled man with an ageless face staring at him.

"Tsk..."

"Tsk...Come here."

The strange man under the table waved to Bai Xiaosheng to come over.

"Huh?"

Bai Xiaosheng looked at the man with a surprised face.

Sang Xiaotian, who was standing next to him, also looked at the stranger in surprise... I didn't notice him just now.

Seeing that the two of them were still sitting there steadily, this strange man couldn't help but get out from under the table anxiously and walked towards them.

"Hey, when did you come in?" The man asked casually as he walked. His accent sounded a bit like the accent of some small countries in the south of Daxia.

Sang Xiaotian looked at him.

He was ragged and unkempt, not tall and his age was hard to tell.

He smiled and said, "It seems that this old man has been here for a long time."