If you want to say this, it's really not a good thing. He didn't know when it slipped away, and to make matters worse, the factory on the other floors above caught fire, and he didn't know if he had done it. He didn't have to do that—he should have known very well that the piano was in their hands, and if these people and the piano were three long and two short, wouldn't the nonsense in front of him be meaningless?

And the cloud ghost is not in Ruyuejun's hands, she can't attract water.

Peaceful? Naturally, it was calculated, but he didn't let the efforts of the three of them so far and his tongue go to waste. On the fourth basement level, there is a special tunnel for people to escape – and it's very visible. Needless to say, anyone would have thought that this was a passage to transport the corpses out. When you look up, you will see a "well" connected vertically above you, which is obviously used to put "waste". It's very long, narrow enough to give the impression of an upward slope, but it's not very strenuous. When he escaped completely, the exit of the passage was very close to the entrance of the Spirit Vein Rift.

They don't know about Yan? What do you think...... But maybe you can guess.

He burned all the "evidence" before Bai Ya and the others destroyed it. The refinery was still an important thing for him and his friends. But now it seems that they already know that the god of incense has abandoned this place. When he was on the run, Jun Aoyan felt a little ...... Odd. It wasn't until she was fully back in the present world and relieved herself from the aftershocks of "something" that she realized what the problem was.

Whether it was the fire on the battlefield or the fire in the palace, it was filled with people's shouts and screams. It doesn't matter if those feelings are radical, sad, or something else. But it's quiet, it's too quiet. The soundproofing of the building is very mediocre, and the noise that should be there must be can penetrate the floors. But no.

Jun Aoyan almost didn't dare to think that those laborers were standing in the flames like this, without speaking, without resisting, standing and burning like firewood? They...... Doesn't it hurt? Either there is no pain perception or there is no processing response to pain, but either has completely changed human instincts. This is a terrible thing, not only because of the loss of the lives of hundreds of missing people, but also ...... The gods of song have such terrible power in their hands.

Bai Ya did not recover from that "aftershock".

Or rather, he will never come to his senses.

Even as he fled the raging fire, he barely took a step, and the two girls dragged him out of the accident. Fortunately, the fire burns upwards more easily, and they have plenty of time.

How did they find out that the upper level was on fire? It's the temperature. Liu Shenghan found that the wax was slowly melting.

Wax on the fourth basement floor.

Here, it is more like a sacrificial place than a factory. The lighting of the entire fourth floor is very special, there are no torches, basically relying on candles, and the light of the candles is not warm, but cold - although it is yellow, it looks very cold, and the color is like gold in the cold weather. Even if Jun Aoyan's handle was very close, he didn't feel the hot temperature. She didn't dare to get any closer, what if she got burned or "frostbitten"? On top of that, there are strange runes pasted here and there, with patterns drawn on them that even Liu Shenghan can't understand. In the special light, everything here looks very cold. There are also many strange magic circles with runes patchwork, bloody, presumably not only cinnabar...... They also saw a lot of special things.

There were several large vats with untreated, salvaged black beehives. The wax was incorporated into the raw material in proportion. And also...... Shark people, shark people

Corpse. Even if they had prepared for it, they were inevitably shocked when they saw it—it was a fresh corpse, and it should have been caught by their talents. There were only three corpses, and judging by the corpse spots, the time of death was not consistent. They are literally like meat on the market, dismembered, dismembered, and piled up at will. They saw a complete skeleton, and they didn't know if it was meant to be used as decoration or as a meant. The upper half of the human body is connected to the tailbone of the fish, which is amazing and regrettable. The three of them didn't know whether to rejoice or not, there were no familiar faces on those heads.

At that time, Liu Shenghan said that she smelled the breath of the residual Yaksha.

I'm afraid there is still some long-term cooperation between the two...... How did they not think of this?

But these are not the most frightening reasons for Bai Ya.

In the deepest and darkest places, there are also many "people". I guess those lighting candles are also specially made, and the temperature here should not be too high, so as not to decompose the corpse in advance. Those people were hung upside down, and they were really like meat and sheep, with huge hooks and spines through the bones of the feet or calves, and they were hung like that, and they were treated casually. Wherever you need it, cut it down, or simply dispose of it directly with a special tool that looks like a torture instrument. There is a lot of ice nearby to keep the temperature low, and there are two workshops.

The main raw material is human fat...... It's not just corpse wax.

It stands to reason that they have all seen any big scenes. An even more unbelievable and jaw-dropping scene, Bai Ya is not without experience, but, but-

But he had an idea.

A terrible idea.

This idea is like a plague, once the first one appears, it expands, destroys wantonly, erodes every corner of the earth of ideas, fills every gap, and assimilates the slightest rebuttal.

I can't understand, I can't forget, I can't convince myself.

Jun Aoyan didn't know why he had become like this. Even though they had long since moved away from danger and rested in a no-man's corner. It's still the territory of the Xiangji Kingdom, but it's a granary. There are not many food reserves in it, but many fat rats are rolling happily in it, not afraid of people at all.

But none of them were in the mood to deal with the revelry rats. Liu Shenghan could guess what he was thinking, but he didn't dare to ask.

Bai Ya didn't dare to ask her.

They have very little to fear.

Bai Ya sat in the corner of the bench, his hands seemed to tremble.

"Candle ......"

His voice was soft, and it melted into the air as soon as he came out.

"What?" Jun Aoyan didn't dare to ask more. She didn't know if he was talking about the two on his body, or if he had just seen them.

"Give me the candle."

"Don't give it to him." Liu Shenghan suddenly stopped, "You are emotionally unstable now, I suspect that your hands can't grasp things, or you can't grasp the strength, crush them ......"

This is a very reasonable statement, so Bai Ya did not continue to ask for it. He just felt very empty, very empty, and his thoughts were scattered like clouds, but they could not be formed. He grabbed his own hair, and his joints turned white.

"Because you ......" he stretched out a hand with difficulty, pointing at Aoyan with a slight trembling voice. It scared her a little, she had never seen such a frightened man with a straight face.

Dismayed?

Is it panic, or fear, or anger, or some other unspeakable emotion?

She felt like she was running out of him.

"I—What's wrong with me?"

"Because of you, you

The, your father—your father, is a drunkard. He's alive...... He lives. ”

Bai Ya's teeth were clenched, and every time he opened his mouth and moved his lips, it was extremely difficult. Every time a word popped out, it was like spitting out a chewed iron nail and slamming it into the ground. At this moment, even the squeaky rats were quiet. Jun Aoyan didn't understand what he was talking about, but felt unprovoked confusion and panic.

"He's alive." Bai Ya repeated again, "So you can't dream of him." ”

"Yes, yes? But I can dream about ...... occasionally."

She hadn't reacted yet. Liu Sheng's cold atmosphere did not dare to breathe.

"Remember the king?" She whispered to Aoyan, "He can dream of his family." ”

"Yes, but...... What the? ”

Aoyan seemed to understand something.

The king's candle must be lit in order, which determines the order in which people appear. They are all dead, so they can appear in the king's dreams. Jun Aoyan also has candles, but they are only used to calm the nerves, just like the kind used by the Empress Dowager Ge Shenguo. She can't dream of her father, Bai Ya can. And all the candles of all the people were rewarded by the incense god Qianyapo, and they all came from that alchemy.

White Sand is dead.

"My sister asked me to tell you, and she said your father was always by your side."

For no reason, this sentence fell into his mind very abruptly, splashing layers of ripples that could not be calmed.

Immediately afterwards, they swarmed into a rolling wave, which engulfed Mingming, Qianyapo, Jinnaluo, Jun Chaojiu, and the father in Bai Ya's memory, as well as himself, and swept them to a place higher than the sky and deeper than the sea. Places out of the world.

"Bang dang!"

Jun Aoyan's Mo knife smashed on the ground, startling the rat hiding under the chair.

The terrifying killer of Zuo Zhenmen in the rivers and lakes, known as the white master who has a strong arm and slashes iron, is dead.

Mingming's younger sister Mo Xuan, another ghostly personality in his body, can he really see anything around Bai Ya? They don't know, they don't have anywhere to ask, and even if they do, it's pointless. People are dead, dead is dead, and soul rejuvenation incense cannot completely save anyone.

Jun Aoyan didn't even dare to glance at Bai Ya, her gaze had nowhere to place. She would not be glad that her father was still alive, and Bai Ya would never hold a grudge against her for this. But she was weak and the reason was unknown. Because Jun Chaojiu is not her biological father, but she is still alive and well, she still has a father and a child with a family - as such a child, Tian lives shamelessly.

No...... They don't think so, they don't think so. Whoever they are going to deny the idea is the first to be.

But to deny it, it must first exist and then deny it.

So each of them will inevitably make this assumption. Even if I know the answer, I can't retreat from that feeling of being cut by a knife. There is another point - that is, all the efforts made by the three or four of them are a dream and have lost their value. They're just running around for a dead man, and there's no point.

The disappearance of Qihuan is meaningless.

"Let's go."

Bai Ya suddenly stood up, picked up Jun Aoyan's knife, and handed it to her. Jun Aoyan took it hesitantly. She felt that her hands were as soft as cotton, and she couldn't even hold the handle of a knife. When he touched Bai Ya's hand, Ao Yan found that his hand was as hard as iron, as cold as it, and it was almost melted into this heavy knife.

"Where are you going?"

"Xiangyuan."