It was the other end of the corridor, from which all the Japanese soldiers poured out, and it was vaguely visible that it was a fire escape.

Xu Annian looked at the end of the black hole and waited for Duan Tunan's decision.

"Let's go!"

With an order, Duan Tunan took the lead in walking forward.

Xu Annian's face was resolute, and he followed closely behind, and his speed was fast.

The two of them reached the end of the corridor, and sure enough, they found a deep passage, and it could be seen that the distance inside was not long, and the light in the distance of the tunnel was showing the light to guide them in the direction of their progress.

Duan Tunan didn't hesitate, entered the tunnel and ran towards the point of light.

As they ran, their vision became clearer and clearer, the exit was close at hand, and the two of them stepped out of the tunnel with one foot.

The sudden light made Xu Annian's eyes narrow, and after a short period of adaptation, he slowly looked around.

But the scene he saw at this time made the two of them freeze there.

Here, the lights are bright, and it is clearly the inside of the mountain, and the middle is hollowed out.

I don't know if it was excavated by hand or formed naturally, but a wide square appeared in front of me, the size of three or four football fields, and a little bit of the sky was faintly exposed at the top, shining a foggy gray.

And in this empty square, a huge high platform appeared, and on the four corners of it were placed candlesticks with dark green flames. A black and white cyan coffin is reflected in the middle.

The coffin looked very old, with an abnormal halo, and it was carved with a huge creature like a snake and a worm, sticking out its tongue, as if it were alive, lifelike!

Looking down further, there are people standing around the high platform, to be precise, they are no longer standing people, each of them looks like a human from the appearance, but their bodies are transparent and ethereal, their eyes are dull, and they are suspended like a machine.

Around them were countless Japanese demons, with broken guns in their hands, constantly kicking and hitting them, gesturing and urging something.

And those transparent people obediently lined up in a neat queue one by one, and walked numbly towards the high platform in the middle.

The person at the front slowly stretched out his right hand, cut his wrist with his fingernails as if he had mutilated himself, and a glowing silver gas flowed out, and the gas floated straight up the high platform, and slowly flew into the giant coffin.

Then the man slowly walked back, and the person behind him repeated his movements again, repeating the cycle and back, and the scene was indescribably weird.

"Fatty?!"

Xu Annian looked at the crowd and saw at a glance the fat Chen Fatzi, whose round belly was unusually conspicuous inside.

Following his figure, I saw that behind him were Zheng Lao, Su Lao, Uncle Hu and others.

Everyone was like zombies, with no look in their eyes, just following the crowd slowly. There was no reaction to the arrival of Xu Annian and the two.

Duan Tu Nan frowned and said in a low voice

"Looks like this is where they collect their souls! But what are these souls doing? ”

After speaking, his eyes were also full of doubts.

Xu Annian just wanted to speak,

But I heard Wang Siyun's shouting again, but this time it was obvious that his mouth was covered by something, and the sound was not transparent, but it was very clear in this strange and quiet square.

The two of them hurriedly followed the sound to find it,

Wang Siyun's figure finally appeared in their eyes.

She was lying on a tatami mat-like slab, her limbs tightly wrapped in red rope that made her unable to move, and she wore a golden mask on her face, which was as white as the wall. The middle of the upper and lower lips was smeared with two points of red, and it was blocked by a white silk scarf, and the shape was very weird.

She was struggling, screaming muffledly.

And beside her, a thin figure knelt in front of the huge coffin, he was dressed very strangely, the upper sleeves were not completely sewn to the body, and from the shoulders you could see the single clothes he was wearing, and the outfit was loose. With a belt around his waist and a black black gauze hat on his head!

I saw him holding a martial arts knife in both hands, and he was saying something in his mouth.

Looking at the martial arts knife that glowed with cold light, Xu Annian suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly exclaimed

"It's he who took the fat man's soul!"

Seeing that Duan Tunan didn't understand his words, Xu Annian then explained

"After you left last night, it was this person who broke into the Taoist temple with the knife in his hand, that knife is very strange, and it will make people have a headache and feel pain!"

After listening to Xu Annian's concise narration, Duan Tu Nan squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the kneeling man.

After thinking for a moment, he said with a calm face

"Onmyoji?"

When Xu Annian heard this name for the first time, he asked puzzledly what was going on.

Duan Tunan pointed with one hand,

"Onmyoji is a Japanese sorcerer who masters the way of onmyo, draws talismans, recites spells, and performs illusions. You see, the clothes he wears, called hunting clothes, are unique to Onmyoji. It's just plagiarizing our Huaxia tricks, and they can't be put on the table! ”

After speaking, a wave of disdain and arrogance arose.

Looking at the strange posture of the so-called Onmyoji, Duan Tu Nan thought solemnly

"Onmyoji? Could it be that the yin and yang platform in front of him, it seems that there is a big snake in the coffin, no, he is unsealed at the altar! Those spirits are constantly channeling their life force into the altar, and we must stop him! ”

After saying that, I wanted to rush to the high platform.

But before the two of them could act,

The onmyoji in the hunting robe seemed to sense something, and he slowly stood up, holding the Takeshi sword in his hand, and turned to look at it.

At this time, half of his face was already blurred with flesh and blood, leaving only the other half of the dry flesh, and his eyes were glowing with a faint green light, which made people extremely depressed at a glance, as if they would sink into the deep green hole at any time.

With the sudden movement of the Onmyoji, Wang Siyun seemed to have noticed Xu Annian and the others. I kept screaming, and I struggled harder, as if I had seen something terrible.

Xu Annian was a little relieved at this time, seeing Wang Siyun's violent writhing and panicked expression, it could prove that she was safe for the time being and did not suffer too much damage.

At this time, the Onmyoji moved, and slowly walked down the stone steps of the high platform stiffly.

Hoarse and piercing broken Chinese came out of his already rotten throat

"The sacrifice has been completed, the Emperor, is about to awaken, no one should disturb it!"

After speaking, he raised the martial arts knife in his hand and giggled

"You, China, Taoists, garbage, garbage, we, are, kings, let's all die!"

As Onmyoji's voice fell, the knife in his hand shone brightly.

All the Japanese soldiers in the open space, as if they had received an order, raised their sharp blades in their hands, and rushed over in a steady stream, their eyes full of enthusiasm and excitement.

It's like brutalizing the Chinese people back then.