As soon as the owner of the dungeon opened his mouth, he said, "Little Monk", which startled me, and I thought to myself, Isn't this guy knowing that Fang Mulian is going to be a little monk?

I was still not calm enough, I turned my head to look at Heiya, he had a "it's my business" expression, listening to me, and I was relieved. The master of the dungeon www.biquge.info should have a special meaning when he tells this story, anyway, as long as he doesn't know where Fang Mulian is!

Once upon a time, there was a little monk named Zhiqing, who was raised by the old monk from a young age, and was also one of the old monk's favorite apprentices.

Once this little monk went down the mountain and did not come back for a long time, and it was not until three days later that the little monk came back with his legs.

He came back and knelt down and said to the abbot, "Master, I didn't pay attention when I was walking the mountain road, I fell off the cliff and injured my leg, but fortunately, the villagers at the bottom of the mountain found me when they were chopping firewood and rescued me to take care of me, and I woke up three days later." ”

The old monk shook his hand and said, "Then you go back and rest, you must take care of your injuries." ”

After a few days, the little monk recovered from his injuries, he came to the old monk's room, knocked on the door, and said, "Master, my injuries have healed, and I will report to you about the things you asked me to do down the mountain." ”

"Well, you come in and talk. The old monk sighed and said in the room.

The little monk entered the room, but no one knew that he had a sharp dagger in his sleeve.

The old monk was chanting cross-legged, the little monk was talking, and slowly moved forward, while the old monk was not paying attention, the little monk had already walked in front of the old monk, took out a knife and stabbed the old monk at once, piercing a big hole in his chest, gurgling blood!

The old monk didn't fight back, but just sighed lowly, "You're still here after all!"

The little monk dropped the blood-covered knife on the ground and said in horror, "You, do you know who I am?"

"Know!" the old monk looked at the little monk regardless of the blood.

"Then do you know that you killed my favorite child?" The little monk looked at the old monk with vicious eyes, he knew that the old monk was dying, and he had no ability to resist at all, so he said boldly.

"I know that you are here to take revenge, and your son was killed by me, but do you know that after it has cultivated to refinement, in order to speed up the progress of cultivation, it actually killed all the boys and girls in a village, ate their flesh and blood, and ruined many families, and the people were miserable?" said the old monk.

"I don't care! You killed my son, and I want you to pay for his life! I know that I am no match for you at all, so when I saw your apprentice fall off the cliff and die, I got into his body and borrowed her body to cover up my demonic energy, so that I could find an opportunity to kill you!"

At this time, the little monk stretched out his hands to his belly, opened the belly, and slowly drilled out a big centipede more than one meter long from the little monk's belly!

The old monk died at the hands of the big centipede, and it took revenge by borrowing the body of the little monk.

After the master of the dungeon finished telling this story, he stretched out his hand and said, "You two are smart people, you should know the moral of my story, right?"

I was a little nervous, the more I listened to this story, the more I felt like the master of the dungeon knew that Fang Mulian had gone to become a little monk, if it wasn't for that, then this coincidence was enough to make me break out in a cold sweat, and I couldn't help but want to get closer.

Hei Ya kept a sneer on his face, and when the master of the underground palace finished speaking, he spread his hands and said, "You have gone all the way to get us here, don't blame us for telling us to guess riddles, okay?

"Straight to the point, I'm afraid you won't believe it!" The master of the dungeon suddenly sighed and said, he turned around, faced the throne, and laughed loudly, the strange laughter swayed in the nave, and the voice was sad, causing the kneeling maids and guards to raise their heads one after another, and with its laughter, they actually cried!

What's going on?

"I'm going to tell you, I'm not the master of the dungeon, do you believe it?" The dungeon master laughed wildly, and said in the cries of everyone in the dungeon, "If I tell you that all of us here have died miserably, and have been imprisoned by people, in this dungeon for thousands of years, they have not seen the light of day in order to serve the dungeon master, do you believe it?"

"Woo woo woo ......"

After his words, the crying in the dungeon became even louder, and it was like crying into an ocean, and Heiya and I looked confused, and dared to get us over, this is to complain?

"We maids were all killed alive! What a miserable death we were!" cried out one of the maids, causing a great deal of peace!

"We were hanged with white silk!"

"We were poisoned by arsenic......"

"Our bones have been spelled, and we will never be able to live forever, we can only guard this dungeon master, we were enslaved by him when we were alive, and when we died, we were asked to serve him as ghosts for eternity!" The fake dungeon master smiled bitterly, "But do you know, this dungeon master is gone, he took the opportunity of the earthquake boy to escape, turned into a boy and wandered outside, who knows that he has become a human! He is fine, he is a new man, and those of us who died for him are guarding this dead and silent place, and there is no day to come out forever! So what are we?" ”

"yes, what are we, what's the point of our existence?"

"Our souls will be imprisoned in this underground palace forever, becoming a dead soul one by one, I am not reconciled!"

"We must get it back, and we want it to be imprisoned forever in this dungeon that does not see the light of day!"

There was another cry in the house, and all the ghosts began to cry one after another, and after a while, the huge nave was full of ghosts, and all the ghosts in the room cried, and the cry simply shook the heavens and the earth.

Even the skeleton ghost soldiers outside came in, and these ghosts were still maintaining order at first, but then they actually cried with the ghosts, and they surrounded my black ya, crying and complaining to make people panic.

It's funny to say, although I haven't entered the dungeon many times, but every time I am like a tomb robber, and those ghosts and ghosts have to die and live, and I have to fight hard to get out safely.

This is the first time that the ghost who entered the dungeon and was buried was regarded as a savior, and was complained and begged by these bitter masters!

"Okay, okay, don't cry yet!" I comforted one by one, who knew that the more comforted, the more the ghosts cried!

Heiya was really noisy, jumped on the throne in three steps and two steps, pulled out the whip from his waist and threw a few whips in the air, "Smack...... Syllable...... Smack ......" (To be continued.) )