After coming out of the attic, Liang Wenjie could still be heard crying and retching.

"Is he still conscious?" Ye Dingxi asked.

Old man Luo glanced at him and said, "It's the residual strength of this magic weapon that makes him still have a little bit of consciousness, and then it will disappear after a while." ”

I looked carefully at the cone-shaped magic weapon, the whole body was black gold, one end looked like a three-edged arrow, but it was longer than an ordinary arrowhead, the middle junction seemed to be a tibia, and the pattern faintly exposed in the hand was like a Buddha statue.

"This artifact comes from the human world?" I couldn't help but ask.

Old man Luo lowered his head and smiled, "This is the Demon Pestle, in the early years, Luo went to the Northwest Desert to do business, and on the way he became acquainted with a parade master, and got him to teach magic weapons to subdue the demons, but the master had already sat down, so Luo had no way of knowing the origin of the Demon Pestle." ”

Trade?

I naturally understand what Old Man Luo refers to by "business".

He is a well-known psychic in the world, but as long as he gives enough money, the people he helps and the things he does never distinguish between good and evil, why would a master with a demon pestle teach him such a powerful magic weapon?

I didn't understand, and subconsciously looked at Ye Dingxi.

The guy didn't seem to care about our conversation at all, looking around and absent-minded.

"What's wrong with you?" I whispered my fingers across his palm.

Ye Dingxi said: "The eighteen hells of the underworld are different, but the scope of each hell has a boundary, but this infernal hell, we have been walking for half a day, but it seems that we are just spinning in place. ”

When he said this, I was stunned.

If you think about it, we have indeed been in here for several hours, and there are thousands of ghosts we have encountered during this time, but no matter how we walk, the surrounding scenery is constantly changing, and the location of the place does not seem to change.

In other words, either there is no end in the infernal hell, or there is ......

"We're in the Illusion?!"

I looked at them in amazement.

Ye Dingxi was not sure for a while, and said softly: "Maybe the meaning of infernal means that there is nothing here." ”

"When I first entered here, I didn't expect this, Mr. Ye is a smart person. Old man Luo said with emotion.

I vaguely felt that this old man was hiding a lot from us.

For example, what he and Ye Dingxi were looking for was clearly the same thing, but after entering the Infernal Hell, they also provided no clues, either he really didn't find anything back then, or he was using us as a springboard.

I thought about it like this, and I unconsciously became wary of Old Man Luo.

Just then, I suddenly heard someone calling me.

"Eastward ......"

I looked at Ye Dingxi and said, "What's wrong?"

Ye Dingxi was stunned for a moment, shook his head and said, "Are you tired, do you want to find a place to rest for a while?"

"This place is a mess, it's better to leave early. ”

For some reason, the longer I stay in this Infernal Hell, the more hellish I become.

Ye Dingxi didn't say anything anymore, took my hand, and secretly sped up a little bit.

Another half day passed.

In front of a swamp that smells slightly.

"I've seen this black swamp three times. "I can't help but get serious.

"In the human world, this is called a ghost hitting a wall. ”

Old man Luo was so inopportune that he told a bad joke.

I glanced at him and said, "Do you mean I took you around the illusion on purpose?"

There are just three of us, and they are still breathing, but I am a 600-year-old ghost, and I am dead.

Old man Luo sneered twice, and the yin and yang strange aura exuded from his body was much stronger than when he first entered.

"The girl misunderstood, I just tried to lighten the mood. ”

"What's the atmosphere here? Could it be that you want to jump?"

I learned this word from Bai Wuchang a few days ago, and I heard that it has been very popular in the Yang Realm in recent years.

My words twitched the corners of Ye Luo's eyes at the same time.

"Mr. Ye, I was trapped here back then, almost the same as what you saw, but I have never seen this quagmire......"

At this point, his gaze quickly swept over me, and he continued: "If you continue to look in the environment, you may be like me back then, running out of energy and waiting for death." ”

If Luo Lao has any ideas, just say it bluntly. Ye Dingxi said.

I listened to their conversation and realized that Ye Dingxi had been consuming essence during this operation!

It is the lifeblood of the living, and once it is exhausted, the living become dead.

I couldn't help but be a little worried, "Why don't you go out first and come back next time?"

"You only get one chance. ”

Ye Dingxi glanced at me meaningfully, and said, "I can't create a second opportunity like this." ”

I nodded, clasping my hands with him.

On the side, Old Man Luo had already come back from a big circle around the swamp, touched the demon pestle in his hand and said, "Maybe this is a door." ”

"How do you know?!"

"Where does it lead?"

I spoke at the same time as Ye Dingxi.

Old man Luo shook his head: "In the past two hundred years, I have collected information about the underworld, but I have found nothing in the Infernal Hell, and there was no such quagmire when I entered it back then, so I just inferred...... We can see this, maybe it has something to do with the girl who leans eastward. ”

"I ?!!"

I pointed to myself and looked at the swamp again: "I don't recognize it. ”

"Why this quagmire appeared because of the girl, Luo couldn't be sure for a while, but Mr. Ye and I are both living, if I can see it, then I can also see it back then, so Luo has this speculation. Old man Luo said with a smile.

I quietly motioned to Ye Dingxi: "Do you believe his words?"

Ye Dingxi glanced at me deeply, there seemed to be a faint flickering glimmer in the depths of his eyes, he didn't give an answer, just said lightly: "It doesn't matter how the swamp appears, but Luo Lao said that it is a door, maybe it is true." ”

"You want to walk in?"

"Hmm. ”

I saw that Ye Dingxi answered so quickly, and my heart was furious.

The old man couldn't have tricked us into jumping into a mud puddle, right?

Is he here to help or harm?

"Mr. Ye, the task you gave has been completed by Luo, and a few words from Liang Wenjie have been harvested, which is regarded as additional income, and this trip will give you a 20% discount. ”

Old man Luo's wrinkled fingers gestured to an eight, and said with a smile: "But what is under the quagmire, Luo doesn't know, and he doesn't dare to take this risk, so he won't follow the two of you in." ”

After saying that, he turned around and found a stone to sit on, and hummed a little song in a calm and relaxed manner.

Look at this old man, it's really weird!

I secretly despised him.

On the side, Ye Dingxi looked at me and said, "Xiao Dongtian, you wait for me here, I'll go in and check, if I don't come out within three hours, you leave hell with Luo Lao." ”

"Don't!"

I decisively refused: "I'm a ghost anyway, it won't be anything if I go down, you wait for me next to me, I will definitely come out as soon as possible!"