Sensing this undisguised battle intent, Lan Shuying paused slightly, smiled lightly and continued to walk.

The tomb is very long, and there is no light here, but in the ghost pupils, everything is like daylight, and there is nowhere to hide any detail.

Got it.

She heard the staccato breathing ahead.

It's already very weak, and life is like a candle flame that burns to the last bit and can be extinguished at any time.

"I'm coming." Her footsteps were too soft to alarm him, so she had to raise her voice and observe the other party's reaction by the way.

The man leaning against the stone wall slowly opened his eyes, and he stared at the flame as if he were enchanted.

It wasn't a karmic fire, it was just a white candle that Lan Shuying had just lit. She placed it on the stone beside Zhong Daoren, bringing him a slight warmth.

She came as promised, but she didn't expect him to be unable to hold on so quickly.

It's just ...... It's just a day.

"I'm dying." Zhong Daoren said expressionlessly, and then he accentuated his tone: "But I'm not reconciled yet!" ”

Lan Shuying was very calm, as if to be appeased, but also seemed to sigh: "Everyone will die, and you will not be an exception." ”

Zhong Daoren laughed miserably, and blood gushed out of his heart.

Such an injury does not even need to be judged by a professional doctor, and a normal person should know at a glance that it cannot be saved.

He knows it himself.

It's just that I'm not willing to die like this.

"I'm not here to hear you say this." Lan Shuying reminded him, and at the same time raised his legs, casually wiping the scars on the ground with the soles of his forefeet.

About half a meter in diameter, with tiny paw prints on the edges, and broken handwriting in the middle, and sharp lines on the inside of the smeared marks from time to time - as if a rodent had written here not long ago, and had solved the problem of sweeping the tail himself.

Should we marvel at this wonderful fantasy? But that's what happened.

With little strength, Zhong Daoren raised his head and stared at the girl's eyes.

Tranquility, the tranquility of not being moved by external objects.

It is indifferent, so it doesn't care about the vagaries of the world; It is tolerant, so it is open to any change.

She really doesn't look like a kid of this age, what was he doing when he was so old? It's like I'm trying to draw a talisman by myself, and I have to waste a lot of rune paper every day. Zhong Daoren knew that he couldn't let himself continue to think about it, and the time was still counting down...... His life is finally coming to an end.

He pulled out a palm-sized flag from his damaged robe, the pennant with white stripes on a black background fixed to the rhino horn pole, and there were obviously two broken lines on the edge.

Lan Shuying didn't answer, but swept it with the ghost pupil.

It has a strong yin qi and is the best place to nourish the soul.

She laughed so hard that she was determined to win.

Zhong Daoren's words were concise and to the point, and there was an indescribable desolation in his tone: "Yizhuang, Green Snake Niangniang Temple, these two places are ...... My inheritance, you are their new owner with this flag, and I have only one request - to get rid of the scourge in the ancient tombs! ”

Lan Shuying agreed, and suddenly asked, "But I also have a request." ”

“…… What the? Zhong Daoren was stunned.

The girl squatted down, the smile did not seep into her eyes, she was very serious, and said word by word: "I want half of your soul." ”

……

Toffee has not developed new abilities since it evolved, but the old ones have helped a lot in this world.

For example, the monitoring field provided by long-range detection, and for example, it attaches itself to a field mouse to communicate with the imprisoned Zhongdao people.

Regarding Zhong Daoren's inner thoughts, Lan Shuying was not interested in knowing.

There is no need to worry about whether he is good or bad, because this person has completely cooled.

She saw the broken gossip mirrors and clothes left by Zhong Daoren from the surveillance, and also witnessed Zhong Daoren's second and third attempts to challenge the female ghost.

All failed.

So he was locked in this stone chamber, and his status was roughly equivalent to that of ...... Reserve grain.

Lan Shuying licked her lower lip, a little regretful.

She didn't taste the taste of that soul, and fed it to the ghost king.

Zhong Daoren's situation is actually a bit similar to the dumb girl, but he is not as lucky as the dumb girl.

There was no mother who was a high-level demon slayer who left him with a will to protect him, so the ghost thing was successfully stationed in his body, and all he could do was to survive, and there might only be one or two days a month before he had the opportunity to come out and move.

It can also be said that the one who usually squats at the door of the pawnshop to watch the beauty is not really a Zhongdao person, but a ghost that has successfully invaded. On the contrary, it made Lan Shuying and Xuanguan feel that it was abnormal, and that was Zhong Daoren.

He never gave up the fight for this body.

Even if it was to destroy the body, he didn't want to cheapen that thing. It's been a long tug-of-war, and now it's finally come to an end.

Zhong Daoren found the ancient tomb according to the breath of the silver bracelet, and it was his decision to level the ancient tomb later, the purpose was to fight the female ghost, consume the power of the ghost as much as possible, so as to regain the body, or die together!

Well, he lost.

Because the female ghost is more powerful than he imagined, and because of the power of absorbing Mao Zhuang, she is more powerful every time.

The ghost slyly hid in the depths of the Zhongdao people's knowledge sea, and the female ghost didn't catch it, so she locked the Zhongdao people here and slowly figured out a way.

This bag of reserve grain was finally dismantled by onlookers Lan and fed to his subordinates, and he died a glorious and worthwhile death.

And the relic pennant gifted by the Jongdo people will become a new home for the ghosts.

"Milk candy, open the monitor."

In the picture, a pair of people holding hands appeared.

In order to take care of Zhang Zijun, the corpse king, who can see things at night, made a torch for her and held it high for her to enjoy the murals in the passage.

A four-star horror tomb with fierce ghosts and hairy zombies entrenched in them has become an exclusive tourist attraction for Valentine's Day by the two of them, with no wind and waves, and no horror elements.

The corpse king patiently explained the content of the mural to her, and she could smell a sour smell through the picture.

"Look how far they are from the goal." Lan Shuying decisively ordered.

It turns out that this little couple has nothing to do with female ghosts.

There was really nothing they were looking for in the main burial chamber, and the corpse king made a hole in the stone door, and found that there was a simple Yin Gathering Array inside, and there was no shadow of a female ghost. Subsequently, in the labyrinthine tomb with a winding road, they chose a path that was getting farther and farther away from the female ghost.

Lan Shuying shook her head regretfully, and said to herself: "Since you are so cooperative, I have no choice but to ......"

She familiarized herself with the operation of the pennant, and here she recovered to her fullest mental outlook, and under the guidance of the toffee professional level, two minutes later, Lan Shuying appeared silently in front of a wall.

The red brick-colored walls look as smooth as a mirror, and if you don't look closely, you won't notice that there is a door hidden here.

She pinched the pennant behind her, stepped forward and knocked a few times, and said in a friendly manner, "Hello, open the door and check the water meter." ”

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