God stick peeping the sky

Xiaoyan heaved a sigh of relief, and then smiled wryly, "Enze, look at this good place we landed in, probably the smell is too bright, and it has smoked away all the carrion animals."

Liang Enze was not as optimistic as he was. He followed the mandrill's gaze just now. Although he didn't see anything, he could already sense the cold wind blowing in the basement. He held a torch in one hand and Xiaoyan in the other. The smell slowly observed and walked around, and found that the basement space should not be small.

Now that Xiaoyan has fallen into this room, there is no reason not to look around. He held a long spear in his hand, and by the light of the torch, he saw that they were lucky and fell into the center of the basement. Xiaoyan looked around, He frowned and said, "This place is spacious. I think it was rebuilt after a cave was blocked."

There are several bluestone terraces scattered around the remodeled basement. I glanced at them and counted them, and there were exactly eight: "Enze, help me take a picture here."

Liang Enze raised the torch to the top of the bluestone platform, and looked carefully through the light. He saw that the platform was ten feet long and six feet wide, and it was shaped like a big bed with four sides slightly higher, and he kneaded it again. Looking closely, there is a human-shaped groove in the middle of the table.

Xiaoyan didn't care if it was scratched or not, he almost stuck it on the table and observed carefully: "Enze, this table is a bit weird, all the paintings on it are Taoist ghost-suppressing patterns, look at the relief sculptures of lion heads and tiger heads. They are full of the most evil faces and minions, and what are the densely packed small grooves on this table for?"

Xiaoyan followed the small groove down, and found that the groove stretched in the direction of Qingshitai, and then fell into the darkness.

Liang Enze was stunned, and when he reached the place far away from the Qingshitai, he found that his knees and calves were blocked by some objects. He flashed his light: "Xiaoyan, the groove of the Qingshitai seems to be connected to a coffin."

Xiaoyan stood directly on the bluestone platform and followed Enze's eyes to look down. The bluestone platform is not too high, but half of the coffin may be buried in the ground, and only a small half is exposed. It looks a lot shorter , the upper and outer coffins were wrapped with layers of iron chains and cables, which looked like they were tied up by five flowers.

He leaned directly on the edge of the bluestone platform, and sat on the bluestone platform with his legs on the lid of the coffin: "Xiaoyan, this old goblin has formed a whole set of soliciting customers - slaughtering customers - stacking corpses here, We have already seen fortune-telling and soliciting customers, and we have also seen the mountain of corpses, and now I am sitting in the place where customers are slaughtered."

Liang Enze looked at the carefree look of this magic stick, and then looked at the Qingshi platform on which he sat under his buttocks: "Do you kill people on the platform?"

Xiaoyan jumped down, and rubbed the ashes on the groove with his hands to show Liang Enze: "Enze, the groove of this human figure is obviously for placing the person on top, the iron chains on the four pillars, And the horizontal locks are designed to prevent people from struggling too violently. These grooves are probably used for bloodletting, and there is a lot of blood in adults, which all flowed into the coffin half buried in the ground along these grooves."

He slapped the lid of the coffin, and said cynically: "Enze, this coffin is multifunctional, it can receive blood, and it can also calm the soul. This location is an underground soul eye, and the coffin must be nourished with blood." Zongzi, this zongzi is probably used as a soul nail, probably trapped to death in the coffin alive, the resentment is the heaviest, and it is the only way to suppress these dead evil spirits, if you don’t believe me, let’s open the coffin to see what’s new.”

Liang Enze touched the coffin and felt extremely cold: "It is indeed abnormally cold."

Yue Xiaoyan snorted and saw the tragedy in the world and felt that the surrounding light was dimming: "This coffin and the zongzi trapped inside are called life piles. It is the most vicious formation. It can suppress thousands of innocent souls. This is wicked. The Baifengshan old road with smoke should have used eight piles, even if there are gods in the land, they can’t come out from this land, come, Enze, let’s take a look at other bluestone platforms and coffins.”

Liang Enze nodded, and asked curiously: "Brother Yue, the emperor's coffin is called Zigong, and the imperial concubine's coffin is called Jinyu, but what should the Qingshi Pavilion be called?"

Xiaoyan patted the coffin board that was about to mature: "I really don't know what the last name is, but it must be a ghost gate between the two of us, so don't be careless."

Liang Enze raised his eyes, only to find that the light in the room had dimmed, and the eight bluestone platforms on which the coffin was still clearly visible had been hidden in the darkness: "Brother Yue, isn't it because the book is almost burnt out, shouldn't it be?"

They often carry this fire bag recently, it is made of wax oil imported from Nanyang, it can burn for four hours, and the light does not decrease.

Standing beside Liang Enze, Xiaoyan felt that the fire folds only illuminated a circle of land around their feet, and the rest of the place was already submerged in the darkness, so he stretched out his hand unconsciously. , as if caught in a dense black mist, even martial arts practitioners can't see where the palm is.

He raised his eyes and looked around, and felt that the darkness was not empty, but that there were layers of darkness in it. These dark particles seemed to move, and the floating light changed places in the air flow, and the cold wind brought up everywhere, blowing the flames. Floating here and there, the gloom seems to be extinguished at any time.

Liang Enze saw Xiaoyan looking around with serious expression and narrowed pupils, knowing that he was only nervous when he was nervous, and worried that he would lose his mind, Liang Enze put his hand on his shoulder: "Brother Yue, I noticed it too, the dark place There is something."

Xiaoyan looked at the various shadows rising and falling in the darkness in front of him, all stretching their waists and stretching their backs, as if they just woke up after sleeping for a long time, each showing their fangs and canine teeth, gathering at the two of them with malicious intentions.

Liang Enze felt that the temperature was getting lower and lower, and the wind was blowing everywhere. He couldn't help looking into Xiaoyan's eyes with the light of the torch.

Rao Xiaoyan is more experienced than him in hell, and at this moment, he also feels very cold. These dark ghosts in the darkness each have a finger, their nails are like knives, and their eyes are full of malice. It was sunk for hundreds of years—

This is much more powerful than Ghost Chang Zai. Ghost Chang Zai is a little ghost who has practiced for more than [-] years, and he is not trapped, but has been wandering around.

A ghost often disturbed him so much that he was exhausted and hid in Liaoxi. Now these ghost grandpas probably can press him directly on the bluestone slab, and then lock him with the locks on the four pillars and waist, and then let him bleed. The blood flowed down the groove into the coffin of the ghost town, and continued to make piles... His voice calmed down: "Enze, it is probably the wooden pillar of the ghost town on the upper floor, which was destroyed when we were fighting the mandrill. It collapsed, so the earth's energy here was moved, and these old rice dumplings couldn't be restrained, so they all came out to wander."

Liang Enze thought for a moment: "Brother Yue, although the mandrill is ferocious, it is at least tangible, and it can still hit the real body in a desperate fight. Do you have a way to deal with this invisible thing?"

Xiaoyan glanced at the bluestone slab reflexively, touched it again, felt that it was too cold on it, and it must be uncomfortable to lie on it, so he answered irrelevantly: "Enze, what time is it now? When will Yue Jiu bring someone here?"

After all the fighting and tossing, Liang Enze couldn't tell what time it was. He protected the torch to prevent it from being blown out by the cold wind, and comforted Xiaoyan, saying: "We can just hold on for a while, I guess he will die soon." They will come to the underground to pick us up, no, they will come to the underground cave to pick us up."

Xiaoyan suddenly grinned and wanted to cry: "Enze, do you think Xiao Jiu can know that we are trapped underground?"

Liang Enze calmly analyzed: "I can't see these demons and ghosts in the dark. Are they evil spirits? Will they have good intentions and not kill innocent people indiscriminately?"

Xiaoyan shook his head: "I couldn't guess what kind of method the old monster used to cultivate, but after seeing these fierce ghosts, I understood that the old monster may have absorbed their soul with the most yin energy, and the remaining two souls The six souls are all insane, and the only thing left in the minds of these fierce ghosts is evil thoughts. Those who have been shaken for so many years and have not lost their souls are probably the ones with the most resentment, and we will not give up until we die."

Liang Enze turned his head around to look around, but he couldn't see anything except black wind gusts, and his gaze returned to Xiaoyan's eyes: "They are fake, maybe they can only cause people to hallucinate, but they won't hurt us?"

Xiaoyan didn't answer, Liang Enze watched him suddenly turn sideways to hide, and then heard a "stab" sound from his clothes, the clothes on Xiaoyan's chest had been cut open.

Liang Enze shut his mouth straight away. If he could cut his clothes, he could cut his flesh. As if he didn't say anything, he went straight into a full-strength combat state. It's a pity that the posture was too obvious, it was completely useless, and he didn't know where the enemy was. , from which direction: "Brother Yue, what should I do?"

Xiaoyan's heart fluttered, and the densely packed ghosts were rubbing shoulders in this basement. If you don't think of a way, you can tear them into pieces in a while: "Enze, this basement is too crowded now, we have to find a way." Go up, or you will be killed by a ghost!"

The torch swayed a few times faintly in the increasing wind, and then couldn't hold back the gusts of wind, and completely extinguished.

In a hurry, Liang Enze quickly asked: "The place where we fell is too high, and we can't go up with a personal ladder. Do you remember the direction of the mountain of piled corpses? There seems to be a vent above it!"

Xiaoyan didn't care whether Liang Enze could see it or not, he nodded in the dark, worried about getting separated, he grabbed Liang Enze's arm, and the two of them rushed towards the mountain of corpses——

Just as he was about to run, Xiaoyan suddenly found that Liang Enze was standing still. He pulled Liang Enze, and another force was pulled against him.

Liang Enze's voice changed in the darkness: "Brother Yue, it seems that something protruded from the coffin and grabbed my leg. The strength was too great, and I couldn't move at all."

Without Liang Enze's explanation, even Xiaoyan could hear something bumping into the coffin, the iron chains wrapped around the coffin were rattling, and the crackling sound could be heard when the chains were stretched straight. , fragile as if about to break at any time, as if something was imprisoned and eager to break free.