The deeper you go into the cave, the darker the cave becomes. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoThe fire in their hands is becoming more and more insignificant.

Everyone watched cautiously, waiting for any clues.

None of them were in the mood to gossip, the dead darkness was terrifying, they could hear their footsteps clearly, and even their own heartbeats.

The Yaotai disciples were the most trembling, tensing up every nerve. After all, they are all women, and women are even more afraid of the suffocating darkness.

At this time, anyone who wants to say that they are not afraid is completely lying.

The crowd had traveled about a mile, and on the rock walls on both sides of the cave, there were many carved hollows.

Those are all unfinished tombs of the Zou family, and they are still preparing the tombs for the Zou family in advance. You can't wait until you are in the coffin to think of digging a grave.

Moving on, the offerings have reappeared, and obviously more than the entrance of the cave, and the finished tombs have gradually appeared on the rock wall, and the tombs are filled with all kinds of coffins, some of which look very new, and some of which are quite seriously corroded.

There is no doubt that the one lying inside must be the ancestor of the Zou family. Seeing the large number of coffins, as they went deeper, the air became thinner and thinner, full of musty stench, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Suddenly, there was a trickle of water, could it be that there was a river in the cave.

Murong Jie lowered his voice and asked the villagers who were walking in front. The villagers told Murong Jie that there was indeed a river in the cave, and that it was divided into three and led in different directions.

In the past, people in the village said that it was the Santu River, which connected the prefecture, and that the good and evil merits in life were different, and the way to go after death was also different.

When Murong Jie heard this, he nodded admittedly, he didn't ask anything else, and continued to move forward silently.

Everyone was quiet, and the strange atmosphere in the cave forced them to remain silent, and they were all afraid that they would not pay attention and disturb the undead in the cave.

Li Keyong was the only one who was constantly looking for a topic and trying to talk to the Yaotai disciples. But no matter what Li Keyong said, the Yaotai disciples always looked like they were ignoring, but Li Keyong did not give up because of this, and was still looking for any possible opportunities.

Li Keyong's unscrupulousness made everyone quite dissatisfied, but it was hard to say anything, so they could only grit their teeth and endure it, and the Yaotai disciples also quickened their pace, wanting to stay away from this annoying fly.

Suddenly, there was a burst of light from inside the cave. Although the light is not strong, it is very conspicuous in the darkness.

Everyone panicked, thinking that they had encountered a terrible ghost, and when they saw it clearly, they realized that it was a trickle in the cave, reflecting the afterglow of their torches.

Someone noticed that near the running water, something seemed to fall to the ground. When everyone got closer, they found that they were two dead bodies.

The flesh and blood of the corpse were blurred, and the appearance was completely unrecognizable. The clothes on his body were in tatters, and it was impossible to judge the clothes he wore before his death. However, judging by the approximate height and size, it should have been an adult who died here, not the children who kept missing from the village.

The corpses were drenched in blood, and it looked like they were going to die. Seeing someone dead in the cave, the villagers who walked in front were immediately frightened and stopped, and no one dared to take another step forward.

On the contrary, it was the trappers and fast hands who walked at the back, who quickly strode forward to the corpse, leaning down to carefully examine the dead body in front of them.

They worked as errands in the yamen to handle cases, and they never dealt with corpses. Such a dead corpse could not frighten them, and they wanted to find clues from it.

At the same time, deep in the cave, there seemed to be a voice. Anyone could hear it clearly, it was not the sound of flowing water, but more like the sound of heavy but weak footsteps.

Nightshade chased after the manigainer, wondering what the sound was. Seeing that Nightshade was so reckless, he was worried that Nightshade would be in danger, so Murong Jie had no choice but to follow.

The disciples of Yaotai didn't want to let Murong Jie slip away like this. Only those who keep an eye on Murong Jie will not miss the best opportunity for revenge, and they all follow closely behind Murong Jie.

Chongyangzi and Li Keyong did not show weakness, they hurriedly stepped forward and marched hand in hand with the Yaotai disciples.

Now only the villagers, all of whom remain where they are, do not dare to take risks, let alone lose their lives. They thought they were full of courage, but the corpse in front of them frightened them, and their legs were already trembling unobeyed, even if they ran away, they couldn't do it at the moment.

Under the weak firelight, a huge shadow gradually appeared, and everyone was terrified and didn't know how, but at this time, Chongyangzi coldly struck out with a palm, and the huge golden palm print quickly crossed everyone and ran to the depths of the cave, I don't know what it hit, and there was a loud noise.

Murong Jie and Long Kui continued to run forward, trying to find out what Chongyangzi had hit with his palm just now.

Whoever they saw was flesh and blood, and no one knew what it was, and they themselves did not know, as if they were mountains of corpses, or like mutilated pigs in the water.

In short, the dark cave filled with the strong smell of blood is full of chilling and terrifying scenes.

Everyone's hearts were raised to their throats, and their cultivation didn't seem to be enough for them to dispel the fear in their hearts.

Even Murong Jie and Long Kui began to hesitate, they didn't know whether they should continue to explore the end of the pitch-black cave, or whether they should turn back now.

Suddenly, the screams of the villagers were heard, and everyone turned back suddenly, but they were scared into a cold sweat. They all saw themselves, their solitary ghosts, haunting themselves as if they were coming to ask for their lives.

If you want your own life, what else in the world can be more terrible than this.

"Don't look back, this is soul chasing, if you don't want to be asked for your life by the resentful spirit, then you can only continue to move forward." Suddenly, a silver bell-like voice sounded in the darkness.

Murong Jie heard this beautiful voice, just as beautiful as the owner of the voice. Although they had not communicated any prophecies before, Murong Jie immediately recognized the voice.

The person who spoke was none other than the Cloud Fairy of Dunhuang Yaotai. As one of the seven great sword masters of the Sword Pavilion, the Cloud Fairy is also well-informed, and is the first to see through the strangeness in the cave.

Yunxiao Fairy's trip was not to exorcise ghosts, his target was Murong Jie, among the many fairies in Dunhuang Yaotai, the person who hated Murong Jie the most was none other than Yunxiao Fairy. She will never forget how Murong Jie humiliated her in the past, even if she killed Murong Jie a hundred times, it would be difficult to understand the hatred in her heart.

Yunxiao Fairy didn't want to meddle in things, she just wanted to wait for an opportunity to slash Murong Jie, after all, Murong Jie is now a disciple of Sizhaotang, and she didn't dare to offend Sizhaotang rashly, otherwise at the Heaven and Earth Birthday Conference, Yunxiao Fairy would have already made a move, and how could she allow Murong Jie to live to this day.

Even though Murong Jie at that time was just a seven-year-old naughty boy, but the naughty boy was also a man, humiliated like a man, if he didn't see him killed with his own hands, what face would he have, living between heaven and earth, if he let the sisters of Yaotai know, wouldn't it become a laughing stock of the world.