"Legend has it that the lantern was fueled by mermaid fat. According to the records, these oils can burn for a long, long time, and this long-lasting meaning perfectly fits the blessings of the deceased in ancient times, so some people who have the conditions will light the lantern for the deceased in the family. ”

Henry Bacon rubbed his eyes: "What you said is just a legend, how can there be a mermaid?" ”

"There are many legends about the sea, and when I saw half-man, half-fish creatures in a town with Van Gogh, these candles must have been made of their oil." Wang Feng told Henry Bacon what had happened to him before, and then sighed: "If I guessed correctly, this passage should be a cemetery." ”

"This ......"

Henry Bacon was a little skeptical when he heard what Wang Feng said, although he knew that Wang Feng did not lie to himself, but after all, he had not seen these things, so he did not dare to assert it.

The two of them walked along the passage for an unknown amount of time, and an entrance appeared in front of them.

Upon entering, the surroundings suddenly opened up, and countless treasures of gold and silver were scattered on the ground, and directly opposite them was a throne with skeletons on it.

Henry Bacon looked at the skeleton and frowned: "This is not a human skeleton......"

"Not human bones?" Wang Feng looked at Henry Bacon: "What kind of skeleton is that?" ”

"It's a little similar, but it's completely different, the man's skull isn't so deformed, and his arms are too long." Henry Bacon picked up the arm of the bones: "And the fingers are gone...... It looks more like a tentacle. ”

"Tentacle ......"

"That's right...... And his teeth are more like fish. Henry Bacon had never seen such a strange skeleton: "It resembles a human being." ”

Wang Feng looked around, and the entire space was supported by four huge pillars, which were also carved with strange patterns.

"You take your time here, I'll take a look at what's going on around first." Wang Feng and Henry Bacon said a word, and then walked to the pillar.

When he walked in front of the pillars, he realized that they were not patterns but images made up of words.

Wang Feng stretched out his hand to touch the image on the pillar, and the moment he touched the image, all the words changed again, and then reassembled together.

The four pillars let out a loud roar, and the images on them slowly began to fade, and the pillars became transparent.

And it was filled with a yellowish liquid.

"What's going on?"

Henry Bacon had no time to care about the bones, and hurriedly ran towards Wang Feng.

"It feels like a test tube...... But what about what's inside? ”

Wang Feng felt that the four pillars were like huge test tubes, as if they were cultivating something, but they were empty except for those pale yellow liquids.

"If you say so, the contents have been awakened...... Henry Bacon looked around hurriedly.

And Wang Feng suddenly woke up: "This castle is actually a monster's tomb...... The so-called Hades, the king of Hades, is actually nothing more than a grave keeper. ”

"Whose tomb is guarded?" Henry Bacon looked at Wang Feng.

"I don't know...... But if everything can be linked in this way, why don't those statues let us in? Plus those statues next to the passage, and everlasting lights...... Perhaps the monsters we encountered before were just pets kept by evil gods. Wang Feng swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the cold sweat condensed into huge droplets that dripped down his cheeks and fell to the ground.

If his guess is correct, then Van Gogh should have inherited the position of his ancestor and became Hades, and guarded this kind of tomb.

"That's not right...... It was all Faust's plan...... He knew who Van Gogh was, but why did he do it any good for him? ”

Wang Feng was puzzled, all the clues were blocked into a dead end, and the real truth was getting farther and farther away from him.

He thought he had touched the truth, but that was only the surface, and things were far more complicated than he thought.

"I fell into a misunderstanding...... Wang Feng looked at everything around him: "I only saw the things on the surface, but I didn't see the things that were hidden......"

"What are you talking about?" Henry Bacon had no idea what Wang Feng was talking to himself.

Boom Boom!

The whole castle shook violently and made a noise.

The four pillars shattered.

The yellowish liquid flowed to the ground, sending out puffs of white smoke.

Henry Bacon didn't care so much, so he quickly pulled Wang Feng and ran.

The entrance had been sealed with a yellow liquid, and the two had to run to the back of the throne.

Fortunately, there was a stone door behind the throne, and Henry Bacon didn't have time to think about it and quickly pushed open the stone door and ran in with Wang Feng.

At the entrance just now, a figure stood there, watching the two fleeing.

"Sooner than planned...... the clown walked up to the man: "Faust, do we really have a way to stop Van Gogh?" ”

"It's all because of me, and I won't let the tragedy happen again no matter what......" Faust glanced at the clown, then took off his crow mask and turned away.

"Can you tell me? How sure are you? The Joker turned and asked Faust in a loud voice.

Faust stopped: "There is no certainty...... Van Gogh died because of me, and now because I have become like this, no matter what, I have to stop it. He looked at the clown expressionlessly: "Since I can change the game with my own power, I can also use my own power to make this happen again." ”

"Hahaha......" The clown shook his head: "You just found the loophole in the game at the beginning, and now the game has no loopholes." ”

Faust looked at him in silence.

"You...... It's really interesting...... Faust, you can't stop anything...... You shouldn't have resurrected Van Gogh and us in the first place. ”

The clown quickly stepped forward and grabbed Faust by the collar.

"There's one thing. You may be thinking too much......" Faust raised his foot and kicked the clown away: "The only thing I want to resurrect is Van Gogh...... And you guys are just resurrecting by incident. ”

The clown fell to his knees and clutched his stomach in pain: "Even if that's the case...... You're not...... Ahem...... Haven't worked out yet? Van Gogh's death was a matter of time, and no one could change it. We guys were killed by the player, and he's different...... He was ......"

Faust lifted the clown up and put his mouth to the clown's ear: "I don't care ......"