The sound of a gear mechanism came from above the spearhead, and when he looked up, he saw a sudden opening in the ceiling, and a staircase slowly descended from the cracked opening, which seemed to lead to a room on the fourth floor.

The spearhead was delighted, and after the stairs were lowered, the spearhead quickly climbed up.

When he arrived at the dark pavilion on the fourth floor, he found that the secret room of this mechanism was very dark, there was no light, and there were no windows around to let in the light.

He had no choice but to take out the miniature lighting flashlight he had brought with him from his pocket to observe the dark pavilion.

The space of the dark pavilion is not very large, there are some very strange patterns carved on the walls around it, just like some kind of rituals and inscriptions, there are some niches on the walls that resemble the inside of the ancient tombs, and there are some calligraphy and paintings and strange antiques placed in the niches, the reason why it is strange is that the spearhead has not seen those things, just like a bronze boxy box placed in the niche I don't know what it is for, the vase is not like a vase, and the storage is not like a storage, and I can't see what it is used for.

There is also a base like the bottom of the Eight Treasure Vase, but the upper end has a curved arc like a swan neck, slender and exquisite, and I don't know what to do it for.

The spearhead really couldn't understand what they were in the alcove, and then he walked a little further inside, and when he got deeper, he suddenly smelled a musty and rotting stench, like the corpse of a dead mouse.

The spearhead couldn't help but cover his nose, and followed the smell and walked inside, the range of the miniature flashlight was very small, and he could almost only see the place where the light hit, but it was pitch black outside the light.

The feeling of the spearhead in the entire dark pavilion is an eerie and extremely terrifying feeling, as if there is something unclean in this dark pavilion that makes his every move extremely cautious.

"I'll go, if there are ghosts here, I can't run away if I want to. The spearhead muttered palpitatingly.

The stench became even stronger, and the spearhead couldn't stand the smell anymore, but he also discovered the source of the stench, and there was a strange liquid on the ground, maybe not liquid, because when he shone the flashlight at it, the mess seemed to look like sparse black dirt.

"This Nima can't be, it's too stinky. The spearhead approached and said with a disgusted face.

He shone the light of the flashlight on it, and more and more understood what the hell was in this pool, only to feel that the stench was about to make him want to vomit.

After watching it for a long time, I couldn't stand the stench, so I gave up decisively, stepped over this muddy thing, and went deeper.

"Assert ~~~~~~~~~~~"

But at this moment, there was a fluttering and creepy sound from the incomparably dark pavilion.

The spearhead was startled, and he turned around sharply to look behind him, and the grim smile just now almost made his scalp explode in fright.

But when I looked back, I couldn't see anything in the darkness, and the light of the means radiated out as a beam of light, and the rest of the place was still extremely eerie.

The spearhead swallowed, and looked around again in fear, for the eerie laughter was gone.

But he felt the laughter right behind him, like a laugh in his ear.

He took a slow step, but as soon as he took a step, he found that his right leg was heavy, as if something was hanging from it.

The spearhead's eyes widened in horror, a dense cold sweat broke out on his forehead, the pupils in his eyes contracted violently and looked towards his feet, his gaze slowly moved to his feet, and the miniature flashlight in his hand also shone towards his feet.

Slowly, slowly, his heart almost collapsed.

When the light of the flashlight shone on the puddle of mud under his feet, the scalp of the spearhead instantly felt like it was about to explode.

It was a pair of arms that were so rotten that they couldn't rot, the skin and palms of the blood and the skin that had been blurred to black were all festering like mud, but such a pair of extremely horrible and disgusting hands grabbed his legs, and he felt like his feet were heavy with lead and couldn't take a step.

The spearhead felt a chill spread from under his right foot, and he gasped and took a fierce step, kicking away the rotten hand that had emerged strangely from the mud.

The spearhead used all the strength of his body, and even used the internal force in his body, and after finally kicking away the disgusting hand, he quickly took a step and ran towards the stairs of the dark pavilion.

If he stays in this place any longer, he will be ****, and now he can almost no longer investigate, and he can immediately confirm Huang Hailong's identity, he must be Nie Hailong.

The spearhead ran to the top of the stairs and was dumbfounded, because the staircase down which the trap descended had disappeared...... Gone.

He watched in disbelief as the soles of his feet turned completely dark, and he couldn't confirm the location of the intersection at all.

"I'll go, Lao Tzu obviously came up from here, why is the intersection gone. The spearhead scolded.

He glanced around and found that the severed hand not far away was quickly chasing after him with his fingers as a foot on the ground.

Seeing this scene, the spearhead was almost frightened.

"Bang Bang Bang~~!!!!"

And at this moment, the bottles and cans in the alcoves around the dark pavilion all burst open, and the fragments were scattered and splashed on the ground.

The spearhead turned his head in shock, his face pale with fright.

A head with a mouth occupying half of the face drilled out of the bronze box, an eyeball as big as a head was drilled out after the eight treasure vase was cracked, and a centipede-like monster crawled out of another bronze vessel that I don't know what the hell was, and all the niches on all sides were broken, and in an instant, more than a dozen strange-shaped and terrifying monsters crawled out of the surroundings.

At this moment, the spearhead wants to die, did he break into a haunted house?

He quickly pulled out a dagger from behind him, and stared at the strange and hideous ghosts crawling towards him around him with a grim face.

He also participated in the Japanese Hunter International Tournament with Instructor Lin, and it was during that experience that he saw for the first time what a terrifying ghost was, and for the first time he knew that there were other creatures in this world besides humans, and it was that time that made him no longer so afraid of ghosts.

But that time, Chief Instructor Lin led the team to protect them again, and this time, he was the only one who faced the siege of more than a dozen terrifying ghosts.

Unbelievable, a ghost hand would let out a creepy strange laugh, it was the first to rush up, directly towards the face of the spearhead, the spearhead gritted his teeth and swung the dagger to cut the ghost hand into two pieces, a foul-smelling liquid spilled directly, splashing the spearhead's face.

He had no time to wipe the spearhead, he had to put away the fear in his heart, and the long centipede-like monster on his side crawled quickly on the ground, each tentacle hanging upside down like a spike on its body, believing that as long as it was rubbed, he would lose a piece of flesh on his body.

The spearhead twisted his gaze and rolled on the ground, and the dagger slashed fiercely at the centipede's head with a cold glow.

The cold light of the dagger touched the tentacles of the centipede monster and made a sound like a metal collision, and the centipede monster let out a cry, and the tentacles on its body were all scattered in one breath, like ten thousand arrows in unison, and attacked the spearhead like lightning.

The spearhead scolded, rolled on the spot, and immediately rolled continuously.

"Tuk Tuk !!!!"

The dense spikes were all pierced to the ground, less than a centimeter from the head of the spear, and a sharp centipede leg spike was inserted into the center of his crotch, cutting a straight cut in the crotch.

(End of chapter)