I turned my head to look at Lao Yang, these two people are talking black and playing dumb riddles here again, what do they mean? "The rebellion of corpse slaves is extremely rare throughout the ages, and one of the few times has not been recorded. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info only had that time during the Republic of China......" Lao Yang squinted his eyes like a fortune teller, and began to say in a divine manner.

I wasn't in the mood to listen to his nonsense here, so I immediately asked, "Old Yang, when is this?" You'd better put those cliché stories aside for a while, just tell me what the hell is going on, and tell them how to solve them, won't it be over? ”

I looked back at the old woman, there is nothing good about this thing coming here, no matter how you look at her, it is not pleasing to the eye. It had nothing to do with the noseless and ugly face, it was purely disgusting from within.

She was a little hairy by my glance, and then pretended to smile and said to Lao Yang: "Yes, yes, both of you are reasonable." ”

Isn't this tm nonsense? I said in my heart, but my eyes were looking at Lao Yang. I saw him close his eyes and fall into deep thought, not knowing whether he was thinking about the legends of the past, or thinking about how to deal with this matter today.

His chest heaved and his breathing visibly thickened. After a while, his body finally calmed down, and he motioned for the Mai woman to help him to his feet.

"Then let's not talk about the inconsequential process, let's just talk about it. This corpse slave is devoured, and the whole body gathers the grievances within a radius of ten miles nearby, including the resentment of heaven, earth, people, birds, beasts and insects, and the resentment is also a kind of yin qi, yin and turbid, naturally heavy and downward, difficult to pull up. Ordinary people go to pick it up, and it is naturally difficult to shake it. Originally, the corpse slave had this heavy resentment in order to oppose the slave master, but now the situation has changed, and the direction of the backlash has changed from the slave owner to you. Because you've sabotaged its planned backlash, you've made a Broken Sound. ”

Lao Yang said, looking at me with a very bad face, which made me feel like I was being targeted by ghosts.

"So what can I do? Now no one can pick it up from below, so naturally they can't use the ashes to spread their grievances. Li Hongfan's eyes squeezed one by one, and two fake teardrops rolled out, almost choking her to death through the two nostrils.

"Originally, it was aimed at the slave owner, but naturally the slave owner carried it and dragged it out. But at the moment, it's already transferred, and it's only Abang you can take it out, so you go for it. Be careful, although you can take it, but that resentment will kill you all the time, and it is very dangerous. Lao Yang said, waving at me, and then untied the jet-black skeleton from his wrist.

At the moment when the black whisper detached from my wrist, I heard a crisp chirp. This is the sign of the lock door, the Dementor Bell. I didn't expect this bell to have a spirit and would ring spontaneously.

"This is the Soul Bell, although you don't have any secret techniques to activate it now, but it has the ability to automatically restrain certain things, so it's safe to take it." As he spoke, Lao Yang handed the Soul Bell to me. The moment the bell was placed in the palm of my hand, I felt it twitch a little, as if I was reluctant to let my relatives go.

I tied it to my hand and turned around to meet Li Hongfan's eyes. She was actually looking at my wrist with a greedy look, and immediately hid it after I turned around, hypocrisy to the extreme. This kind of woman shouldn't have been saved, she should have died in that ghostly whirlwind.

"Let's go." I motioned to her, and she was pathetic again leading the way.

In a few minutes, I returned to the Buddha Hall, where all the women stood with expressionless faces, and they all looked at me with hopeful eyes, as if I were their only savior.

"Why don't you get out of the way, are you waiting for the corpse to climb up from below?" The old woman suddenly drank and startled me. But when this kind of pretending to be forced, how can he allow a look of surprise on his face, and immediately pretend to show a grateful look.

They made way for me and led straight to the narrow wooden staircase.

I walked over slowly, pretending to be dressed in the style of everyone, and stood on the stairs and slid down obediently. A wooden door came into view, and the bodies of all the men inside had disappeared, as if they had been moved out by the women and buried. It was empty, so quiet that only my own breath could be found.

I walked towards the cold fountain in front of me, and the ice on top was indeed chiseled open, but it was dark and bottomless below. A steel cable ran down the ice cavern and was tied to a thick rotor at the top, which really thought it was a well.

Isn't this scene in front of you the same as the rope hanging used by ordinary people to fetch water? I pulled the rope and tried it, and it felt quite strong, so I immediately grabbed the rope and walked towards the ice, and when I took a step, I slipped and fell to the ground, and immediately held the rope in my hand, and the rope tightened, otherwise I would have to slide down the black hole like a heavy object.

I don't know who presided over the icebreaking, but it was actually made into a cone-shaped ice, wide at the top and narrow at the bottom, and it was difficult for anyone to stand on it to balance. Scolding this person in my heart, I still cautiously approached the cave.

A gloomy corpse aura came to his face, and I don't know how many corpses were lying below. I looked left and right, and there was only one lighter on my body that could still be illuminated, and I immediately pulled the rope and walked down step by step.

This dark time was the hardest, as if it had been a century. The descent was all done by hand, and the foot pedaled on the ice wall like a wheel slipping on a rainy day, and there was no force at all. With his hands on the rope, he couldn't free his hands to illuminate at all, and he only felt as if something was peeping around, and this feeling of being stared at was very uncomfortable.

But it is a sense of danger that makes it difficult to be pressured, so I can only continue to decline hard, and I can only hope to fall to the end as soon as possible. I felt my soul return to my body again, and above my head there was a round light almost the size of a bowl, gloomy as a cold winter moon. This must be several ten meters away, and it is terrifying to think of this, if one of them accidentally falls from above, it will already be shattered at this moment.

I pulled out my lighter and looked around. As soon as I took it out, a miserable white face appeared in front of me directly against my face, and the resentful eyes actually made a look at me. This is a woman, with a bewitching figure and a handsome face, if it is not bad as expected, it is the corpse slave Gu Ting.