The more nervous I became, the door in front of me seemed to be growing on the wall, and the latches were welded together. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't open it, and the more I was afraid, the more I felt as if all my strength was being drained.

The heavy footsteps behind me not only approached step by step, but I couldn't help but shudder and try to pull the latch on the door.

Suddenly, a hand was gently placed on my shoulder, and I felt as if I had been struck by electricity. Fear could no longer be suppressed, and it burst out of his throat.

"Ah——!h

I screamed, and my mind went blank. Xu was overly frightened, and he felt that the whole person had strength in an instant.

Suddenly, the latch, which I couldn't pull open no matter how hard I tried, was pulled open by me in an instant. I lost my balance and rolled backwards, but the person behind me was standing just in the way of blocking me.

I screamed and crawled out of the basement, but it was almost as dark as the outside. Fortunately, my eyes have basically adapted, and I don't know how to bump into the mindless.

I looked around but found that there was no one in the house, and I didn't know where the maids had gone. I didn't dare to look back, but I always felt that the person was standing behind me.

Fear was like a dark cloud hanging over my head, and I couldn't escape it even if I ran there. It's just that I looked at the empty room and was a little confused for a while, and I didn't know where else I could hide.

At this time, I suddenly felt a tightness in my waist. I shuddered as the arm wrapped around my waist again.

It's just that there was so much panic that I couldn't scream anymore. subconsciously looked down, but saw a corner of the robe on that arm.

I immediately felt that I had a head in my head, the only one I had ever seen in this temple wearing a robe, that is, the master of Youguang Shaoqing.

He almost forcibly tied me back to the temple at the cemetery, but now that he has been dead for many years, how could he suddenly appear. My mind kept flashing back to the original image, and I didn't have time to look back.

Suddenly, I saw a white, shiny head next to my shoulder. The most conspicuous thing on it is the nine ring scars, but his face is against my shoulder, and I can't see his appearance.

For a moment, I felt the heat coming out of his nose, penetrating my clothes and touching my skin. In an instant, I felt like I had been pricked by a needle, and desperately ripped off his arm and ran out of the door.

Fortunately, the door to the room was unlocked, so I pulled it open. It's just that I'm a little too hard, which leads to a bit of force.

And I almost fell again as the door opened. Fortunately, I was able to hold on to the doorknob firmly, and I was able to stabilize my body. But when I stood up and was about to rush out, I saw that there were two people standing at the door.

To be precise, it can't be counted as a human being, it's simply two thousand-year-old corpses. He stood in front of me in a daze, staring at me with dark empty eyes.

The long, dark and frizzy hair stuck to the wrinkled and dark black scabbed scalp. It hangs down to the waist, but it doesn't have the slightest sense of beauty.

There was no trace of anger on that face other than that it could be seen that it was once a person. It was shriveled like a black, dry skin wrapped around a skull.

It's just that even the skin is not so smooth, but it looks like someone has smeared a handful of mud on it. But I don't know why, but the teeth on the mouth are extremely clean when they are dry.

But it's a pity that it looks crooked, as if it has been smashed by a hammer. Just one glance at that face seemed to be deeply engraved in my mind.

I hurriedly lowered my head, still involuntarily avoiding the black hole in the eye socket. I always felt that even though I didn't have eyeballs, my eye sockets seemed to be able to look at me.

It's just that as soon as I looked down, I saw that the old monk behind me seemed to be slowly walking over. He didn't seem to be in a hurry to catch me, just followed me.

I gritted my teeth and looked at the empty skirt with no feet. I thought I didn't care about it, so I just rushed out.

But the two dried corpses standing in the way didn't seem to be satisfied with me looking at them like this, and with a sharp stretch of my hand, four withered skeleton claws reached out in front of me.

Flipping his hand was about to catch me, and I didn't have time to think about anything at this point. With a wave of his hand, he blocked the four paws and rushed out.

It's just that I feel like I've hit a wall, and my head is buzzing. But I finally rushed out, and the two or two dried corpses were knocked to the ground by me.

I immediately coughed involuntarily, feeling hot in my throat. Only to find out that the bodies of the two dried corpses that I knocked down were actually made of mud.

I actually hit me like this and collapsed half of my waist, which looks even weirder. It's just that there was dust in front of me all of a sudden, and I couldn't tell if the old monk who had been behind me had come out.

I fanned the dust in front of me with my hands as I got up and looked around. Immediately, I couldn't help but be startled, and there were more than twenty dried corpses in the courtyard that was empty just now.

And each one is almost identical, and I can't help but cry out in my heart. I don't know who I'm provoking whom, and why is this temple not only haunted but also a dry corpse.

Isn't that rune paper working anymore? Or the formation in the temple has also disappeared. But I suddenly had a flash of inspiration in my mind, and I wondered if it was the old monk who came back to take revenge on me.

Not to mention that he is dead, now even his only apprentice is dead. Although Guang Shaoqing was not killed by me, it has nothing to do with me.

And I still live in his temple, and I still have the idea of taking it for myself. It's inevitable that he will get angry, and besides, he dealt with me when he was alive, and he is said to be dead now.

I looked at these dried corpses, and I couldn't help but feel a little worried. Those two have already embarrassed me before they can make a move, and if these guys shoot together, then I guess I'll lose half my life if I don't die.

It's just that I can't help but wonder where this old monk got such a great ability. Since I've been dead for so long, I haven't seen half of him in the ghost world or the underworld.

And I can come back here without knowing it, and none of my maids eat rice. But I don't know where he got it, but what's even more strange is that Ming Yichen hasn't come tonight.

I couldn't help but be a little annoyed that he had to come when he didn't let him come. Now I wish he was here, but I don't want to see a shadow.

Even if he can't beat this old monk now, at least he can bring a message to his youngest son to save me. But after so long, there was not even a little movement, and I couldn't help but wonder if the guy had simply gone home to sleep.

Just wait for my soul to fly away, and he will fly with Yan Ji as a matter of course. I suppressed the anger in my chest at the thought of Yan Ji, but unfortunately I didn't have the strength to explode.

Fortunately, I stood there thinking about countermeasures, and these dried corpses did not rush directly to me. It also gave me time to breathe, and I thought I would use my own strength to treat myself first.

But now I can't lift my breath, as long as I try to mobilize my strength, my chest hurts like being pricked by a needle.

For a moment, I couldn't help but hunch over and cough violently, and the dried corpses immediately moved. I couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly stood up in pain.

I saw a person walking out of the door, and sure enough, it was an old monk. Still wearing the robe in front of him, but I don't know why he lowered his head and pointed it at me with the ring scar on the top of his head.

When the corpses saw the old monk come out, they all immediately looked at him. I saw that the old monk raised his hand, and the dried corpses stood still again.

I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, but I didn't want the old monk to slowly walk towards me. For a moment I couldn't calm down anymore and hurriedly looked around.

I don't know if the old monk did something in the courtyard, and it became pitch black. Fortunately, I could still see the outline, and the room where the scriptures were placed was not far from me.

I thought about it in my head, maybe it had become my only straw. I don't want anything else, I just hope I can hide somewhere.

After all, even those maids did not dare to enter, there must be something they feared. Although it was the old monk's belongings, he had been dead for many years now.

Thinking about it, coming there is also his death hole, anyway, I can only give it a go. The old monk saw that he was about to come to me, and as soon as I bent down and lowered my head, I rushed towards the room desperately.

It's just that I don't know why I always feel light under my feet, so I can't use the magic at all. Fortunately, I fought almost as hard as I could, and the distance between the two dried corpses in front of me happened to be a little bigger.

So I just hit both shoulders hard and then broke out of the encirclement. Then he put it into the room, which was fortunately not stable because of the disrepair.

Otherwise, even if I am crippled, I may not be able to break into the door like I am now. I curled up on the ground until I inhaled the cold air, and I felt that there was not a single place in my body that was not painful.

But now it's too late for me to hurt, after all, I'm not sure if I'm really safe. It's just my guess here, if it's also a devil's chassis.

Then I don't really know where else I'm going to hide. I barely managed to get up and looked up at the door.

But I saw that the dried corpses had already arrived at the door, but they were standing in rows watching me. And I was only a meter away from the door, and they seemed to be able to see me hook out as soon as they stretched out their hands.

I subconsciously stepped back, but the pain in my body had already made my limbs start to feel a little woody. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't move much faster than an ant.

I was moving backwards almost inch by inch, but the dried corpses seemed to be running out of their waiting.