When we walked downstairs, the whole restaurant was emptied except for one table, and all the open places were made into bunks, and the people on both sides had moved to the dining room, either sitting or lying down.

I sat down at the table under the rather unkind gazes of the two parties, and Lin Jingyuan waved his hand to pour me tea: "Mr. Wu is a good method." ”

"If this means can also stump Hall Master Lin, then the reputation of the 'Lin Family Demon Girl' is really not worthy of the name." I don't think this means can stump the famous forest demon girl.

Lin Jingyuan pointed to a warlock at the Hell Gate: "The person who wrote the blood book last time has been found. It's a pity that he can't speak anymore. ”

I turned my head to look at the warlock on Lin Jingyuan's finger. I have indeed seen this person, when we met just now, he was standing not far from Duan Yunfei, which was the last place where the human head was looking.

That person gave me the impression that he was as silent as a knife, silent, but with a compelling sharpness. But now the man's sharp energy has completely disappeared, and all that remains is a dull and dead air.

I could see that the man was definitely still alive, but there was only emptiness in his eyes, as if only Mu Ran was in despair.

I just tried to shake my palm twice in front of his eyes, and I heard Jian Jingwen sneer: "What kind of bullshit days, didn't you say that the person who wrote the blood book must be fine?" So what's going on with him? Pretending to be a ghost. ”

I put my hand on the position of the other party's eyebrows and tested it, and my face changed slightly: "The third blood book has begun, be careful!" ”

Xie Jingwen sneered: "Are you remedying it on the spot?" The tricks of fortune-telling on the streets have been brought out, and you are not ashamed. ”

Before Xie Jingwen finished speaking, Lin Jingyuan shouted: "Who is not in the house, find out for me!" ”

"There is no one less in the Hanging Mirror Division!"

"There is no one left in the Hell Gate!"

Xie Jingwen sneered again: "Wu Zhao, what else do you have to say?" Everyone is under our noses, who else can write what blood book? ”

When the disciples on both sides looked at me together, there were suddenly several muffled noises on the side of the cafeteria, and the originally closed wooden window slowly opened as if it had been pushed open by someone in a shrill sound of folding. As the dust fell from the window lattice, a dark light opened up in the darkness-shrouded space outside the inn.

Well!

At the center of that glimmer was a well, a bluestone octagonal well that was common only in the south.

The warlock sitting next to me suddenly stood up and walked to the window with his eyes shining.

Duan Yunfei was shocked and said, "Li Xinghui, what are you going to do?" Stop him for me! ”

When the two warlocks pressed Li Xinghui's shoulders together, the latter actually howled and suddenly accelerated, clinging to the fingertips of the two people, flashing, pressing his hands on the windowsill, and desperately crawling out of the window.

"Stop him!" Duan Yunfei didn't wait for the others to make a move, and raised his hand to shoot out two hidden weapons, piercing through Li Xinghui's legs. I watched as one of the pegs penetrated through the bone penetrated through the crook of Li Xinghui's left leg, and then came out of his knee and drove into the wall.

Li Xinghui suddenly exerted his strength, bloodily dragged the bone nail off the wall, dragged a broken leg with a torn wound over the windowsill, and fell into the window of the inn.

Duan Yunfei said sharply: "Don't chase, don't get too close to the window!" ”

The two warlocks who raised their swords suddenly stopped. Li Xinghui's crying voice came out under the windowsill, and Duan Yunfei said with a pale face: "Ready, even if you split Li Xinghui's body in a while, you can't let him get into the well!" ”

When I stared at Duan Yunfei, I suddenly heard someone exclaim, "Where is that well?" ”

When several of us looked in the direction of the wellhead at the same time, it had become empty, and Li Xinghui's cry under the window suddenly sank a few meters to the ground, turning into a howl hidden deep underground.

Duan Yunfei swallowed his saliva: "Li Xinghui has entered the well......"

Several of the warlocks at the Hell Gate turned pale and bewildered, and the crying outside the window came to an abrupt end, and the open wooden window slammed shut. Everything was restored to its original appearance, the only difference was that there was one less warlock in the room and an extra bloodstain on the wall.

When Duan Yunfei slowly sat back at the table, Lin Jingyuan asked with a solemn face, "Duan Shuai, was it the devouring well that the Hell Gate once broke just now?" ”

Duan Yunfei's face turned pale and said, "Yes, it's the devouring well......

Between the two of them being slightly silent, I asked Xiao Baitang, "What is the devouring well?" ”

Xiao Bai Tang said briefly: "More than ten years ago, the Hell Gate paid more than 50 people to destroy an evil place that devoured the living. ”

Daomen divides ghosts into "righteous ghosts" and "spirits", in addition to the righteous ghosts of the five heavenly ghosts, although the "seventy-two spirits" may also be called ghosts, but their strength is by no means comparable to ghosts.

Xingzha Po is one of the seventy-two essences, and she looks like an old woman dressed in black, and she coils her breath at the mouth of the well, causing people to fall into the well and die. If the hell gate meets Xingzhapo, it is not surprising that the price of more than fifty people is paid.

Duan Yunfei, who heard us speak, said slowly: "That's not Xingzha Po. Xingzha Po is guarding the bottom of the well to lead people into the well, but the devouring well is chasing people, and it can appear anytime and anywhere, dragging nearby people into the well. Even when we broke the devouring well, we didn't know what it was. ”

I couldn't help but ask, "I don't know what it is, and how did you break the man-eating well?" ”

Duan Yunfei said: "At that time, everyone had a large number of thunder fire talismans on their bodies, and once they entered the well, they immediately detonated the talisman and blew themselves to pieces at the bottom of the well. This is how the hell gate filled the devouring well with more than fifty lives. ”

Duan Yunfei shook his head and said, "Now, don't say that we don't have so many thunder and fire talismans, even if we do, we don't have enough lives to fill in the well." ”

I quickly asked, "Why didn't you let that warlock named Li Xinghui enter the well?" ”

Duan Yunfei said: "When the Hell Gate was sweeping the devouring well, it discovered a very strange phenomenon, that is, the more people devoured by the devouring well, the more weird it became. The well will be hungry repeatedly, and it will be so hungry that it will not be able to catch up with the living, and once it is full, it will become elusive and unguardable. ”

Sun Xiaomei said angrily: "Who wrote this story? Does he want to kill everyone? ”

Duan Yunfei said: "None of us here have participated in the mission of the devouring well, and we won't write that kind of thing, unless he also wants to die." ”

"Yes!" Xiao Baitang said, "Didn't Huang Yu participate in the mission of devouring the man-devouring well?" I saw him when I was assembling at the castle. ”

Duan Yunfei said: "Huang Yu is already dead, and he died when he entered the Ghost Domain. He accidentally fell into the Fengling River......"

Duan Yunfei's voice became smaller and smaller: "Could it be that ghosts can also write blood books?" That's not ......"

I couldn't help but gasp, Duan Yunfei turned his head and looked over: "Brother Wu, only you can break the game, aren't you going to make a move?" ”

I frowned and said, "What do you mean?" ”

Duan Yunfei said: "I mean, if you judged correctly at the beginning, it means that the Zhubi Blood Book represents the Dao of Heaven. Since mortals can't change the way of heaven, then they can only let the gods change the way of heaven. Only when we get the blood book of Zhu Bi and change the original story can we have a chance to live. Now among those of us, you are the only one who can find the location of the Zhu Pen Blood Book. Please Brother Wu put the overall situation first and help! ”

"Please Mr. Wu put the overall situation first and help!" The Hellgate Warlocks bowed in unison.

Sun Xiaomei said: "Please Mr. Wu put aside grievances and put righteousness first!" ”

"Please Mr. Wu put aside grievances and put righteousness first!" Half of the subordinates of the Hanging Mirror Division bowed and saluted.

I sneered, "Are you trying to force me to obey with righteousness?" ”

"Absolutely not!" Duan Yunfei said, "Even if Brother Wu doesn't think about the overall situation, he should also think about the people around him, right?" The devouring well is devoured by men and women, young and old, and who can guarantee that its next target will definitely not be Ye Ember or Little Sugar? ”

Duan Yunfei frowned slightly when he saw me, and continued: "Although the Hell Gate and the Hanging Mirror Division have a relatively large number of people, they are easier to be found by the Devouring Well. However, with Brother Wu's current manpower, once he is targeted by the devouring well, what will he do to rescue his companions? ”

I frowned and lowered my head slightly—what Duan Yunfei said was very reasonable, and the lack of manpower was my biggest crisis.

Duan Yunfei hit the railway while it was hot: "If Brother Wu is willing to make calculations, I can swear that as long as there is still one person in the Hell Gate who is not dead, he will do his best to protect Ye Shen and Xiao Tang." ”

Before I could speak, Xie Jingwen had already said sneeringly: "Mr. Wu, at this time, do you still want to sit on the ground and raise the price?" Sometimes, the appetite is too big, and I am afraid that I will be strangled to death. ”

When I looked coldly at Xie Jingwen, the latter lifted his chin triumphantly, and the hideous scar on his face revealed a dark red from excitement - he couldn't wait to see me unlucky.

The men and horses of the Hell Gate didn't seem to move, but the people standing behind Sun Xiaomei in the Hanging Mirror Division had already quietly put their hands on the handle of the weapon. Lin Jingyuan turned a blind eye to this, which shows that she has lost the patience to continue to negotiate with me.

I pondered for a moment and said, "There are some things that I still have to be sure. ”

Duan Yunfei smiled dumbly and said, "Brother Wu's suspicions are inevitably too heavy. Well, Brother Wu, please do it! ”

I walked quickly to the window that Li Xinghui jumped out of just now and squatted down, wiped off the blood stains on it a little bit, and smacked it twice: "Little white sugar, come here, help me take a look at the seal of this hidden weapon." ”

Xiao Baitang walked over and squatted down: "Bone nail, Duan Yunfei's best hidden weapon." What's wrong with this? ”

I pointed to the blood stains and said, "If you look closely at the blood on the wall, this is ......"

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