"Don't talk about the fuck, buddy is not much more comfortable than you, if you don't accept it, let's change, I have three bald old ghosts here, I guess it's quite your appetite." Lou Gushan's voice came from the darkness, and he said as he spoke, his voice was like a cow's breath, and it seemed that there were definitely not a few people who entangled him.

"Fuck you, you can keep it by yourself, I don't need it." As soon as he finished scolding, suddenly there was a sound of cowbells ringing in the darkness, and the sound was so loud that there was suddenly no movement of fighting in the whole room.

Immediately after the voice, the original strength in my body suddenly disappeared, and the corpse left me directly as if it was flying, and with a little strength, I didn't hesitate much, and rolled out in the direction of nowhere.

The cowbell rang for a minute or two, and there was a lot less movement in the room, and the chill that was still shivering disappeared in an instant, and I could feel that there was a lot less in the room.

It was only quiet for a few seconds, and a fireball suddenly lit up about five or six meters away from me, and the fireball gradually weakened into the size of a candle flame. The firelight was the lighter in the hand of one of Jiang Huai's four people, the man had a color on his face, he took a few steps to find the table that had fallen to the ground, the candle had been broken, he re-lit the candle, and after a few flashes, the room was brighter again.

The room was empty, several partitions had been damaged, and the tables and chairs that had been placed in the hall were now broken legs, and the shelves were falling apart. The faces of several people were red in the firelight, half of their faces were covered in blood, and their clothes were all tattered.

"How...... What's going on, what about the corpses? "I looked around the room, and there were no dead spots in the small room, but when I turned around, I didn't even see anything in the places where there might be hiding.

A few people looked around, but they looked at each other again, and now it seemed that those corpses were not corpses, they were his mother's ghosts. When we see this dilapidated environment, we can't help but feel a little fearful.

"This is Lanruo Temple?" I said it with great confidence, I wanted to make fun of it, this atmosphere made them feel like a dead father, but I didn't expect that none of these people really had any face.

"If you can't speak, shut up." Jiang Huaiyu coped with it without a tone, and then walked to the door, the door was only a heavenly spirit cover, very low, I thought that this house would be like a manhole in the northeast mountains, at least after entering the house, it was sunken down, but I didn't expect this place to be such a low door frame, I don't know what its intentions are.

The door was pulled by Jiang Huai, and it didn't move. The latch inside was on one side, and there seemed to be a chain on the outside of the door, and a few hits would send back the sound of metal crashing.

Without waiting for Jiang Huai to make a decision, Lou Gushan first inserted his thin iron drill into the crack of the door, the gap was not visible at all, and there was no light outside the door.

"It's locked, it can't be opened." Lou Gushan's wrist pried hard, but the door still didn't move. The iron drill in his hand is very strong, and it must be fine to pry hard, but this thing is too thin to have much effect.

Pulling back the iron drill, almost before I watched it, the iron drill disappeared into the cuffs of Lou Gushan, the speed was extremely fast, but the long sleeves moved, as if there was a precision machine expansion and turn.

We went back to the candles, and now I wondered even more, although I couldn't see the five fingers before, but after all, there was sensory perception, the room was small, and there was anything around me, even I could feel it, but the corpses who could breathe were just the corpses, these corpses...... For a moment, my mind was confused, and I couldn't figure out how the ten corpses had disappeared.

Thinking about it, I couldn't help but slowly raise my head, and the other four people immediately reacted when they saw my movements, and they all followed my example. On the lifted table was a rekindled candle, which I don't know how long it had been using, only the length of a thumb, but the thickness of a teacup, and it would surely continue to burn for four or five hours.

The candlelight can't shine far, the light is divergent, and with the addition of a few of our shadows, the roof is black and red, the light flickers, and the shadows that shine are not stable.

We stared at it for a minute, but there was really nothing on the roof. Not only is there no hanging, not even a skylight, but this room can also be called a secret room at this time.

All of our experiences from the time we came in must have been absolutely real, each of them had been wounded, and the nails of the corpses were long, and they were not much harder than bone.

The sharp claws of the corpse didn't make these four people eat any good fruit, and I wasn't much better than them, and there were also cuts on my body that were caught by the corpse, but fortunately, most of them were red marks through the clothes.

The pain of the wound is absolutely impossible to deceive, but it is the question of where they went.

Just when I looked down and thought about it, I was about to think about it in a trance. But I suddenly heard a few people in front of me hum. I immediately looked into the eyes of several people, and the candles had been brought to them, and the candles were rising into the air, and our shadows fell from the roof, and then the five of us could clearly see that there seemed to be something above the beam in the middle of the roof.

The vision is still a little dim, and the beam is thick, and it is a dead end, so I can't see it clearly. We moved to the side with the candle flame, and now it became much clearer that there was indeed a fluffy thing on the beam.

The candle flame was held high, the flame was not far from the beam, and the thing on the beam did not move, it seemed to be a dead thing. Although I didn't hear the words spoken, I immediately saw a man of great skill jumping up the beam with a leap from the table.

I don't know how long no one has touched the beam, the man went up, and a large piece of flocculent dust fell, I hurried but still took a sip, the taste was bitter and spicy, and it was completely the sour smell of dust.

"It's a cat, it's dead." Without waiting, the voice came back from the people on the beam, and he didn't remind him, and directly kicked the cat corpse off with one hand. The corpse fell straight in the center of the table, and for a while, the candle flame was shining, and the scene was extremely weird.

I scolded and hurriedly dodged, this time I reacted quickly, I saw the man's movements in advance, and for a while the yellow hair fluttered in the air, and I dodged a few times to avoid the flying cat corpse hair.

"There are cats in Yizhuang, there is something wrong with these people, and it is difficult not to cheat the corpse." I covered my nose and waited for the hair to completely fall, and then I returned to the table, and the person on the beam did not stay any longer, and flew down and jumped down with a few gray shadows.

As I spoke, I picked up a piece of sawdust on the ground, and the cat's corpse was round and not like what I had seen before. I'm not very disgusted with cats, but I still scoff at the corpses of such wild cats after they die, the kind of shriveled corpses with thin skin and hollow eye sockets to look at once, and definitely not have good dreams at night.

This cat corpse is different, all I have seen for a long time are shriveled and flattened, and for some reason the corpse of the wild cat will inexplicably shrink after death, until it becomes a large cake, its shape is strange and abnormal, it is difficult to describe in words.

The corpse was stirred by me a few times, and it was obvious that although the shell was round, it was still a long time ago, and it had become a dry corpse. The corpse was very hard, already looking like a specimen.

The face of the cat's corpse turned to the roof, and I turned my head in an instant without even looking at it a second time. This thing definitely gave my henchmen a twitch. How could there be a cat with such a hideous appearance. The yellow-haired cat's body shape is not abnormal, but as soon as I turn my face around, I realize that this thing must not be a good thing. The cat's head is huge, the hair on its face has not fallen, its eyes are closed, and two handfuls of bright red hairs grow down the corners of its eyes. I could clearly tell that the bright red was the color of the hair, not the tears of the dead body.

There are only strange handfuls of blood-colored hair, which run down the sides of the cat's face and down to the jaw. The rest are speckled white velvet and black mane.

If this hairy face is stripped of the two long manes like blood and tears, it is actually the face of a lynx. The face is round and the big white fluff is set off on the side, and the face that is already a little beast-like and half-human is even more distorted and hideous.

I swallowed my saliva, glanced at a few people, and saw that they were silent for a long time, and I secretly felt in my heart that these people were also shocked.

Without waiting to think about it, Jiang Huai opened his mouth first, and he said, "How long has it been?" ”

Jiang Huai didn't point at anyone, and even his body and eyes didn't move, but the person who went to the beam not long ago immediately responded: "I can't estimate, the seal is very deep, all ash, if there are no people here, it may be a year or two, if there are people, according to the thickness of the dust, it is not easy to say for ten or twenty years." With that, he looked up at the wooden beams on the top again.

"There's nothing else but this skin?" Lou Gushan snorted his tongue and stayed away from the cat corpse on the table. Just looked, but there was no intention to get started, and the person deliberately took a few steps back.

The person on the beam did not speak immediately, rubbed the dust on the table leg with his finger, and drew a word on the table with only a few strokes. I looked at it for a while, but it turned out that the lines were messy and unorganized, and they didn't quite look like one of any writing systems. This thing is like a ghostly drawing, extremely simple, but it doesn't feel like it's just a random drawing.

"The charm is pressed under the corpse, like a head lower, probably a deliberate game." With that, the man on the beam rubbed the plaster off his fingers on the table, and then stood aside and said nothing.

"The Qingbai Yuan Sect in the south has been going on for more than a hundred years, and is it still there?" Lou Gushan's arm moved, as if he wanted to take out his iron drill, but after thinking for a few seconds, he gave up again. I saw that he turned around and was about to get the foot-long dagger of the man next to him. The man looked at the cat corpse on the table, but he didn't give it to him. Lou Gushan snorted, and said a little scoundrelly: "I'll go back and buy you a limited amount, LV, yes, just LV." With that, he used all his strength to snatch the long dagger from the man's hand.

Immediately, before I could react, the tip of the knife was inserted into the belly of the cat's corpse. What I didn't expect was that as soon as the knife entered the cat's belly, the cat's corpse was like a deflated balloon, and the cat's abdomen instantly dried up, followed by a fishy smell and a sound of air leakage.