Skilled in managing a house

Zhang Yu did not enter the compartment on the second floor, but just stood outside for a while. Zhang Yu wanted to rescue the baby in the birdcage, but he was alone and his ability was limited after all.

Even if I move, I can't move so much. He had already made up his mind that after killing the monk in the Thunder Tower, he would report it to the patrol room and let the patrol come to rescue these children.

Zhang Yu turned and walked towards the stairs, still walking very slowly to avoid being attacked. When we came to the third floor, it was similar to the second floor. There was a wall partition in the middle and a large iron door, but this iron door did have a lock.

The lock can be as big as two fists. I just saw the medicine furnace and the children used to make medicine in the compartment on the second floor. I don't know what will be behind the iron door on the third floor. Although the lock was large, Zhang Yu didn't have a weapon that could cut iron like clay, but it was not difficult to break the lock.

He raised his left hand and heard a "boom", lightning and thunder, and the lock had been beaten to pieces.

This place is very strange. With Zhang Yu's six senses, even with his inner vision, he can't hear any sound from above. Zhang Yu was not worried. The thunder startled the monk who fled in. The monk was obviously at the end of his rope and at least did not have the ability to fight with him seriously. Otherwise, it would be impossible to escape into the tower.

Zhang Yu came to the door, raised his leg and kicked the door open.

Strangely enough, when the door was closed, Zhang Yu couldn't smell any peculiar smell, but as soon as the door was opened, Zhang Yu smelled a strong smell of corpses.

The smell was so overwhelming that Zhang Yu almost vomited.

He quickly took two steps back, pinched his nose, and then looked inside carefully.

Normally there would be so many corpses in such a strong smell of corpses. But at this glance, Zhang Yu was a little surprised by the result. There was no corpse in the compartment, and it was not dark inside. There were candlesticks on the left and right sides, and the candlelight was bright.

There was a brazier facing him. There was a charcoal fire in the brazier, and the fire was shining brightly. In the midst of the charcoal fire, there was a person standing. This person seemed to be tied up. He couldn't see his appearance from such a distance. Zhang Yu could only vaguely see that this person looked like a blood gourd, with blood all over his body. I don't know if the corpse smell emanates from it.

Zhang Yu was curious and walked forward. This blood gourd has a graceful figure, and her long hair is spread out, making her appearance invisible. However, he saw clearly what the blood gourd was tied to, and it turned out to be a red-hot pillar of fire.

Good guy, locking a person up with such a thing is simply sensational. This made Zhang Yu couldn't help but think of a TV series he had watched. In the TV series, the name of this thing seemed to be - Paolao.

It's just that the person who was being tortured was a bit tough. His feet were burned by fire and his back was burned by cannons, but they were not even scorched.

After walking a few steps forward, Zhang Yu suddenly heard a weak female voice, "Zhang Yu...save me..."

Hearing this voice, Zhang Yu was stunned. He didn't expect that the other party would recognize him. This voice seemed to be very familiar. He carefully observed the blood gourd and suddenly had an impression. He couldn't help shouting: "You, You are Ye Fenghuang..."

"It's me..." Ye Fenghuang said weakly.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yu asked in surprise.

"It's not my place to talk about this...help me..." Ye Fenghuang said out of breath.

Although it was inconvenient for her to say it, Zhang Yu had already remembered that the mirror once said that Ye Fenghuang should destroy Leiming Temple.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fenghuang was so courageous that he actually came to Leiming Temple. Needless to say, there are so many master monks in Leiming Temple, and if Ye Fenghuang comes in alone, the end should be like this.

Thinking of the two people's experience together in the Tomb of Hopelessness, and the current hatred of the same enemy, Zhang Yu had no reason not to save her.

Zhang Yu quickly rushed to the stove. The closer he got, the heavier the smell became, all coming from Ye Fenghuang. Ye Fenghuang's body was tied to the copper pillar with chains. He raised his hand and struck a palm thunder.

With a "rumbling" sound, the chain broke.

With a "plop", the iron chain was disconnected. Ye Fenghuang, who was standing in the brazier, seemed to have lost his support. He leaned forward and fell out of the brazier.

The charcoal fire in the brazier was scattered all over the floor, and many of them fell on Ye Fenghuang's lap. She didn't seem to be aware of it, she just managed to hold herself up and try to stand up.

However, he didn't have any strength left in his body and couldn't even stand up.

When Zhang Yu saw her like this, he couldn't help but frown, but he still came to Ye Fenghuang's side and said gently: "Looking at your appearance, it seems that you have to use the same method as last time."

"Thank you." Ye Fenghuang said weakly, reluctantly turned over and opened his mouth.

There was no color on her face, except for blood and bulging eyes. That look would scare anyone to death, and most ghosts were probably prettier than her.

Zhang Yu took out a small knife from his pocket, swiped his wrist, and pointed it at Ye Fenghuang's mouth.

The blood trickled down and fell into Ye Fenghuang's mouth.

Gradually, Ye Fenghuang's body changed. The previous ferociousness gradually faded away. After a while, he finally returned to his original appearance.

She is a beautiful woman, exuding a classic atmosphere and temperament. Everything is natural, not to mention how beautiful it is.

But the terrible thing is that there is no cover on her body, and the only thing that catches the eye is the skin that looks like it can be broken by a blow.

The exquisite jade body made people feel a little embarrassed to see it. Zhang Yu turned his head to the side and said, "Are you ready?"

"It's much better. I never expected that you would be the one to save me this time." Ye Fenghuang said sincerely and emotionally.

"I didn't expect to meet you here either." Zhang Yu just said this without looking at her.

"Originally, I owed you a favor and planned to repay it in the future when I had the opportunity. But before I could repay it, I owed you another favor. I'm afraid I will never be able to repay it in this life." Ye Fenghuang said and sat up.

She looked at Zhang Yu, whose face was turned away, as if he was avoiding her on purpose. She lowered her head and looked at herself, with an embarrassed look on her face.

"Well, all my clothes were burned and rotted. I'm sorry." Ye Fenghuang said hesitantly, "But you don't have to treat me as a human being."

"That's right, let's leave here first," Zhang Yu said.

"Okay." Ye Fenghuang nodded.

The two of them immediately walked outside together, and after exiting the big iron gate, Ye Fenghuang seemed a little embarrassed, and said deliberately without saying anything: "By the way, why did you come here?"

"The monk here captured my friend. I came here to ask for someone, so I chose Leiming Temple." Zhang Yu was straightforward.

However, just as he said these words, an old voice suddenly sounded from above, "Who is so bold and dares to threaten to pick me, Thunder Temple, Amitabha?"