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This bloody smell suddenly rose from all directions, and it was obviously not there a moment ago.

Zhuang Qingliu and Mei Hualan immediately changed directions and turned the corner according to the direction of the wind. The wind blowing behind them became stronger and stronger, and the further they walked, the more bloody smell became stronger.

"Wait a moment!"

Zhuang Qingliu suddenly stopped, and couldn't help lowering his head and pinched the center of his eyebrows: "Why is there a sound of water... No, it's not the sound of water, it's the sound of dripping... the sound of rain?"

Mei Hualan immediately stopped to look at her, the surroundings were actually very quiet, so dead that only the sound of the wind could be heard.

Looking at her expression, Zhuang Qingliu suddenly realized something, and frowned slightly: "Mei Pan, didn't you... hear that?"

Mei Hualan didn't say anything, she didn't seem surprised, she just asked quickly: "Which side?"

Zhuang Qingliu didn't say any more, closed his eyes and listened carefully for a moment, then suddenly pointed out: "Above!"

But it was the bottom just now, how could it be the top again this time?

Mei Hualan's expression froze, and she beckoned to urge the floating lamp to cut a hole in the top of her head. Zhuang Qingliu's eyes suddenly swept away, she took two steps forward, and said, "Wait, there are stone steps here."

It turns out that the tomb of the Pei family here is double-layered, and the floating lamp just smashed through the two layers in one step, allowing them to jump directly to the bottom.

Zhuang Qingliu went up to the last step of the stone steps, lowered his head, swept a piece of gravel under his feet and flew in. After a long while, there was no abnormal sound.Only then did the floating lamp flash in with aura from the sky, the huge stone chambers around were always empty, but when they walked to the center, dozens of broken corpses on the ground suddenly came into view.

Zhuang Qingliu stopped abruptly, her eyebrows twitching.

These dismembered corpses seemed to have been torn open by something, with irregular shapes on the edges, bloody stains from some kind of sharp claws, the clothes on them were soaked in blood, and the appearance of death was horrific.

Most importantly, look at the marks and the speed at which the corpse is still oozing blood... These people just died!

Zhuang Qingliu always felt a little familiar. After a cursory glance, he suddenly turned his head with his pupils constricted, and stared in the direction of the tomb robbers who were huddled together downstairs: "The number of broken corpses here is not right, one head is missing. ...who took a head?!"

Mei Hualan's expression was as calm as ever, but after pondering for a while, she turned her wrist and supported Zhuang Qingliu's palm.

Zhuang Qingliu turned to look at her: "...you mean, call Ling to ask?"

Most people who have just died will not react. The unconscious soul will not be too far away from the corpse, and it is easy to be summoned. If it is not too violently repelled, it will be attracted. This is very simple.But whether you can get the truth, or that sentence, depends on the cultivation of the spirit caller.

Zhuang Qingliu thought for a while, and said, "It's urgent, you should come this time."

"No problem." Mei Hualan didn't know why, she skillfully held Zhuang Qingliu's hand, and transmitted some spiritual power to her without any explanation, "I'm by the side, don't worry."

Something flashed in Zhuang Qingliu's heart, but he didn't catch it. Hearing these words, his heart really felt at ease.

She didn't delay any longer, and quickly drew a Taoist talisman in the sky. Her eyes roamed the ground casually, and she selected a headless chest. On the spot, she summoned the spirit and said, "Are you here? Chat."

"..." Mei Hua glanced at her slightly from the corner of her eye, as if she couldn't say anything.

But a vague outline of a person slowly appeared in the air. After Zhuang Qingliu stared at him intently, the surprise in his heart suddenly rushed to the peak—the person who summoned the spirit turned out to be the "Mr. Fei" from the previous inn !

Didn't this person convene people to prepare to block the ship?Why would you die here? !And the ordinary people here are fine, how could he die? ! !

Zhuang Qingliu asked quickly: "Why did you die?!"

The summoner does not speak.

Zhuang Qingliu's face changed slightly, and he quickly asked, "Why are you here?"

Still no reply.

This is impossible in Summoning Spirits, Zhuang Qingliu's mind turned, his eyes turned to the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, and he suddenly understood that this man's tongue was pulled out before he died!

With his tongue pulled out, he was naturally unable to speak!That is to say someone first pulled out his tongue and then took his head after he died? !

Mei Hualan suddenly raised her hand, pressed it firmly on Zhuang Qingliu's shoulder from behind, and said calmly: "Keep asking, let him point in the direction of his head."

Zhuang Qingliu felt the spiritual power in his body surging like a tide, and immediately asked, "Where is your head?"

"Mr. Fei" finally moved, a bloody arm slowly raised, pointing in the direction of the grave robbers downstairs!

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes were fixed, and he blurted out and asked: "Who is the person who harmed you?!"

Mr. Fei turned his arm, and this time he pointed it straight at the center of her eyebrows!

Zhuang Qingliu's expression suddenly changed.

Before she could react, the shadow in front of her gradually blurred to only outlines, and suddenly a palm came towards her with a huge and terrifying wind.

Mei Hualan hugged Zhuang Qingliu's waist like lightning, turned around and pressed her into her arms, a ray of white aura flew out from her fingers, and rushed towards the wind fiercely, directly dispersing the shadow.

The place where Zhuang Qingliu was originally standing was empty, and there was only an empty corridor behind her. She came out of the bosom full of fragrance of plum blossoms, and said in surprise: "...What do you mean? I am the one who hurt him? His The head is downstairs?!"

"You did have some relationship with him, but it's not important, I'll talk about it later." Mei Hualan spoke surprisingly, and first pulled Zhuang Qingliu's wrist, "Go."

After the surprise in Zhuang Qingliu's heart rolled around, the uncomfortable feeling of being led came up again, and she lowered her eyes as she flew down the stairs: "Well, Mei..."

At such a time, Mei Hualan actually interrupted her and said, "I won't take anyone lightly, you are the tenth."

Zhuang Qingliu: "...?"

Mei Hualan glanced at her slowly, and let go of her hand just before returning to the stone room downstairs, and then just about to say something to Mei Siji who was guarding the tomb robbers with a sword, Zhuang Qingliu quietly grabbed her by the hem of her clothes.

There was a faint rustling sound in the tomb passage in front of them on the left. Zhuang Qingliu gestured for everyone to silence with his eyes for a while, and then the sound gradually became clear.

It was a very light and gentle footstep.

At this time, he will walk in a clear direction with such ease and frequency... the person who cursed!

Zhuang Qingliu's eyelashes drooped slightly, and she and Mei Hualan quietly hid in the corner, and were about to light the floating lamp to remind her, but Mei Hualan gently pinched her fingers.

Zhuang Qingliu's heart moved slightly. It seemed that there were quite a few of them—the identity of the visitor was unknown, and he made a rash move. Let's see if he recognized his face first.

But as the slow footsteps got closer and closer... they suddenly stopped at the corner that was about to turn the corner!

Zhuang Qingliu's eyes froze, and he looked silently at the corner of the tomb passage. Only a slender hand was exposed in the hazy darkness, holding a compass most commonly used by people in the immortal sect - but there are many kinds of compasses. It's a... Ouija board!

The spiritual disk is the same as the evil disk, no matter which direction there is a person with advanced spiritual power, the compass can immediately point it out.It is generally used to clean up evil spirits with a large area in the family of Xianmen, or a group of people to check a large area to refer to their own people. It is used to avoid overlapping responsible places.

This person was so cautious, he probably had a premonition that something was wrong, so he took out his spiritual disk!

Seeing that the compass pointer began to shake tremblingly, it will soon point to it.Mei Hualan suddenly glanced over, and the whole compass suddenly began to circle crazily, turning into epilepsy.

... After a moment of dead silence at the entrance to the tomb, the people who hadn't shown up ran away.

Zhuang Qingliu blurted out in an instant: "Mei...sister! Hurry up!"

Mei Hualan's face was blurred by her sudden "sister", and she almost didn't pull out the sword. After turning her head to digest for a while, she pursed her lips and asked, "Then you?"

"I'll wait for you here, as long as you come back fast enough, you won't be afraid to tune the tiger away from the mountain! Isn't Siji still there?" Zhuang Qingliu said quickly, "Catch up with the curser, and the curse will be solved naturally, go! I promise It's okay, don't worry."

"Okay." Mei Hualan quickly took a deep look at her, and decisively chased her out with the floating lamp in hand.

The stone room quickly became dead silent again. A group of tomb robbers who were still huddled in the corner and Mei Siji were dumbfounded. Mei Siji asked with a sword: "What happened?"

Zhuang Qingliu shook his head, and said succinctly: "There are dozens of broken corpses of casual cultivators on it. They should have been killed by the evil spirits mixed in when resisting the forced corpses. The bloody smell came from the cracks in the wall above. .”

Her words were scarier than words, and Mei Siji said in horror: "Loose cultivators? Broken corpses? Evil spirits?!" She suddenly took out the Qiankun bag, "There are often walking corpses, but it is difficult to cultivate out of all evil spirits." One, how can there be evil spirits here?!!"

Zhuang Qingliu: "I don't know..."

Before she could finish her sentence, the large number of walking corpses that had been surrounding outside launched a surge again, as if trying to rush in with brute force.

"Oops!"

Mei Siji's face changed, knowing that there might be evil spirits among the walking corpses, she didn't dare to go out and fight back easily, so she could only use a spell to strengthen the protective formation, and wait until Mei Hualan came back and said: "But the spell... I just ran out of money!"

The faces of everyone in the corner turned pale, and they heard the terrifying and piercing voice and said dumbly: "Then, what should I do?"

"Are we going to be bitten to death too..."

"It doesn't matter." Zhuang Qingliu suddenly ignited a stack of charms, then waved his hands like a rich man, and stuck them to the four sides of the stone chamber one by one, "The living people don't have them, but the dead have them."

Mei Siji was stunned by her: "You actually learned from those loose cultivators... you, you!"

"Okay, what's the use if you don't touch them? Self-cultivation is good, but life is more important—let's put away the sword first."

Zhuang Qingliu approached the group of tomb robbers while talking, and suddenly stared at them seriously and said in a low voice: "These walking corpses are attracted by the evil curse on you, and the evil curse is cast by someone - so I will ask you again For the last time, do you know who lit the talisman calling for help just now?"

No one responded for a long time, but after Zhuang Qingliu's sharp eyes stared at him for a long time, the ragged boy finally couldn't help but said: "It may be...the dead monks above, before they went out to kill the corpses, I heard them say... say..."

Zhuang Qingliu stared straight at him, but his voice was a little lower to guide: "Say what?"

Holding a small black dog tightly in his arms, the young man emboldened himself and said, "They said that these evil curses and walking corpses are all local residents..."

--boom!

Before the young man finished speaking, there was a loud bang, and the stone wall above his head was suddenly smashed through.

With the messy gravel and dust splashing down in all directions, a person Zhuang Qingliu was very familiar with jumped down from the top and reached out to grab her!