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"Dead?" Fang Xia was taken aback.Although his knee attack didn't take much force, it wasn't enough to knock a grown man to death.

Fang Xia walked over and knelt down beside Wang Shaokun, and stretched out his fingers to feel the artery coming out of his neck, but he couldn't feel the beating feeling at all.

Fang Xia and Ding Ming looked at each other in silence.

"Let me see." A young man from the Geng family came over.

"He has indeed died..." Fang Xia said so, but still gave way to the Geng family youth.

The Geng family youth laid Wang Shaokun's body flat on his back, first pressed his stomach, and then pressed up his chest.As soon as the chest was pressed down, two more mouthfuls of blood overflowed from Wang Shaokun's mouth.The Geng family youth paused, took out a piece of blank yellow paper, drew a rune on it with a pen, and then used the rune paper to stain the dark blood at the corner of Wang Shaokun's mouth.

The young man of the Geng family held the blood-seeing talisman paper and chanted the mantra in a low voice.

"What are you doing?" Fang Xia asked in a low voice standing behind the Geng family youth.

The young man of the Geng family didn't answer right away. After reciting the spell, the talisman paper shook, and then handed it to Fang Xia to read.

Fang Xia took the talisman paper and found that the runes written on it were gone, "What do you mean?"

"I pressed his abdomen, and I didn't feel any obvious wounds, but when I pressed his chest, I could see obvious blood overflowing from his air. It means that the place where he is bleeding is the chest cavity, not the abdomen that is pressed by your knee. And then The blood on the special talisman paper was tested, and the rune on the talisman paper disappeared, which means that he was killed by a spell." The young man from the Geng family explained to Fang Xia.

"Curse? Who cast the spell on him?" Fang Xia glanced at Wang Shaokun, then asked again.

"This should not be a spell cast on him by others..."

"It's the backlash of the curse technique." Fu Jin continued.

"That's right." The young man of the Geng family nodded and said, "Using the technique of witchcraft to manipulate Gu insects, the casters mostly use the Gu mother to achieve it. Wang Shaokun's internal bleeding in the chest cavity, I think the Gu mother is probably the foster mother." It must be in his chest. After all the curses were dead, the mother of the Gus backfired on the owner, and the curses in his body began to spread. However, the backlashes still remained in his blood and did not fully spread. It should be Wang Shaokun's own body It’s not good, if you can’t hold back the spell completely, you will die directly.”

While talking, the young man of the Geng family opened Wang Shaokun's mouth, looked inside for a while, took out a small dagger, and picked out a bug with a black carapace the size of a little finger from his mouth, and handed it to Wang Shaokun. Fang Xia looked.

"Look, the Gu mother is indeed in his body, because the host died, and now she crawled out of his esophagus."

Fang Xia glanced at the worm on the tip of the blood-stained dagger, and stared blankly at the Geng family youth holding the dagger, "...Is your main job a detective?"

"No, if I don't enter the mystical circle, I actually intend to develop into the construction industry." The Geng family youth replied, "I know this, but I have read ancient books on this subject."

"This guy reads a lot of miscellaneous books, and his father usually scolds him, saying that he is not specific." Another young man from the Geng family who was looking after Xu Meng not far away answered.

"My father didn't say that." The young man of the Geng family on Fang Xia's side stood up, took out the talisman paper, and disposed of the Gu mother on the tip of the dagger, while retorting aloud.

"That's pretty much what it means anyway."

"Almost..."

"Look!" Ding Ming suddenly interrupted, "The blood is moving!"

Fang Xia and the Geng family youth beside him both looked down, and saw the two mouthfuls of blood Wang Shaokun spit on the ground, first slowly congealed into blood beads on the ground, then seemed to be alive, towards the altar in the center of the sacrificial hall Walk away in the direction.There was more blood on the ground, and soon Wang Shaokun's mouth, nose, ears, eyes, and even the surface of the skin were seeping blood, as if there was something, and gathered towards the altar.

"This is... what's going on?" Fang Xia asked in a murmur, looking at the blood beads that kept swimming towards the altar.

"Because this is the sacrificial hall." Fu Jin walked to Fang Xia, looked at the altar and said slowly, "I said before that the sacrificial hall is used to hold live sacrifices. The witches who preside over the live sacrifices will be slaughtered here Living people as sacrifices. As long as the people who die here, the blood will flow into the altar, outlining the magic circle on the altar, and the souls of the dead will be imprisoned in the magic circle and refined into ghosts. Trapped in this underground palace Fierce ghosts are basically created from here. The remaining corpses will be thrown into the Yin Corpse Pool inside to grow into Yin Corpse driven by resentment."

As soon as Fu Jin finished explaining, Fang Xia felt that the ghosts that were still under his control became agitated after being summoned by him.They screamed at the altar, and the appearance of the magic circle stimulated these ghosts, reminding them of the painful process of being refined into ghosts.The extreme emotions of anger and fear stabbed Fang Xia's forehead with pain.

Fang Xia was forced to withdraw his strength, and after screaming for a while, those ghosts quickly fled from the sacrificial hall.

Seeing this, the young man from the Geng family beside Fang Xia ran over and dragged out the Wang family who was unconscious on the altar.

In such a short time, the magic circle in the center of the altar has been outlined.The altar was huge, and a person's blood was only enough to draw a faint layer, and some places seemed intermittent—but it was enough to activate the magic circle.Soon, Fang Xia saw Wang Shaokun's dead soul leaving his blood-drained corpse and being sucked into the center of the formation with a look of horror.

"Second Master Kun—" Wang Ke yelled.

The blood-stained formation flashed, the formation disappeared, and the altar returned to its original state, as if nothing had happened.

Fang Xia stared blankly at the altar.

"After seven days, Wang Shaokun will turn into a ghost and come out of this formation." Fu Jin said slowly, "If the strength is weak, he will be swallowed by other ghosts; if the strength is strong enough, he will be imprisoned forever Trapped here, I will never be freed."

"The cycle of cause and effect is clear, and there is a definite number in the dark." Ding Ming said in a low voice.

Fang Xia squatted down beside Wang Shaokun's mummy, cut off a strand of his hair with a knife, wrapped it in yellow paper, and stuffed it into his pocket.The corpse couldn't be taken out, so this strand of hair was right to be a witness and brought back to his master.

Xu Meng has been successfully rescued, and Fang Xia and his party packed up their things and prepared to evacuate.

Two youths from the Geng family fanned the unconscious Wang family, and then tied the hands of the five Wang family members, including Wang Ke, with ropes and strung them into a row.In order to allow them to go out by themselves, Fu Jin withdrew the evil spirit left on them, and the two Geng family youths picked out five talisman papers that could temporarily control the souls of living people from the stack of Qi family talisman papers in Fang Xia's hands , posted on the Wang family.

Ding Ming carried his backpack in front of him, then picked up the unconscious Xu Meng, turned his head to Fang Xia and said, "Okay, let's go."

"Fu Jin, let's go." Fang Xia stuffed the arranged Qi family talisman paper back into her pocket, and shouted at Fu Jin.

Fu Jin picked up the backpack that was thrown on the ground before, walked up to Fang Xia, and handed the backpack to him, "You go out with them first, I have to go to the main tomb."

Fang Xia remembered that before entering the mountain yesterday, Fu Jin had said that he originally planned to come back.Fang Xia was interrupted at that time, and Fang Xia was unable to ask Fu Jin what he was doing when he came back, but now he finally had the chance to ask.

"What are you going to do?" He asked while holding the backpack that Fu Jin handed over.

Fu Jin raised his hand, hooked the red string with his fingers, and withdrew the blood jade hanging from Fang Xia's neck.The blood jade, which was still intact before entering the underground palace, now has a fine line on it.

"Extremely dark things are hard to find outside, but there are many in my lord's tomb. I went to get them and I came out." Fu Jin paused slightly, "By the way, I went inside to see someone off."

Fang Xia reached out and grabbed Fu Jin's sleeve, "I'll go too."

"Fang Xia, it's dangerous inside!" Ding Ming reminded.

Fang Xia glanced back at Ding Ming, then looked at Fu Jin and asked, "Can't you protect me?"

"Protecting you well alone, naturally there is no problem..."

"Then let's go in together!"

"...Okay." Seeing that Fang Xia was about to wag her tail to show him, Fu Jin helped Fang Xia straighten her long and messy hair, and nodded in agreement.

So, the group was divided into two teams.

Fang Xia and Fu Jin continued to walk into the underground palace, leaving Ding Ming and two Geng family youths with five Wang family members, followed the route that Fu Jin brought them in, turned back and left the underground palace.