Inside the museum, everything seems to be normal.

But walking inside, I always feel that there is a great danger inside, although there is not much ghostly energy, but I can feel a suffocating sense of depression, as if something is looking down on them condescendingly.

Shocking, depressing, every step is like walking into hell, and even Yin almost can't stand it.

The road ahead was dark and dark, and the fat man was staggering, looking like he was seventy or eighty, but the shadow pulled out by the oil lamp was huge and hideous, like a terrible ghost.

"Hell, there's no power in this place?" Peng Yue gritted his teeth and scolded.

Belch? ...

There was a shock, and then the voice of the fat man came: "Yes, do you want to turn on the lights?" ”

Then, without waiting for the others to speak, he walked to the side and snapped the switch, and the whole hall was suddenly lit up, as bright as day.

"......" everyone was speechless.

"There's a lamp, you TM pretend to be a hairy ghost!!" Hu Shu shouted with tears and laughter.

"You didn't say you wanted to turn on the lights!" The fat man shrugged.

"Do you need to talk about this kind of thing, aren't you Shi Lezhi?!"

"If I were you, I would have no face to live, a dignified yin was actually intimidated by a pretending ghost, do you have a face?"

"You didn't see what this place was, that feeling..., huh? Why not? ”

Hu Shu was stunned for a moment, he could still feel it when he turned off the light just now, it was a strong sense of insecurity, and this feeling was worse than being abandoned by the handsome guy in the half-meter people.

However, as soon as the lights are turned on, this feeling is gone.

"It's not scientific, if it's a murderous thing, it is impossible to be afraid of light in this realm, or light, what's going on?" Hu Shu couldn't figure it out.

If you don't understand, don't waste time thinking about it, that's what Mark Twain said.

"This is ours..."

Hu Shu's eyes swept to Peng Yue and Qin Yang, I don't know who is the boss who is better, but does this question need to be considered?

Yes, of course...

"Don't hesitate, listen to me!"

Peng Yue walked out, his body stood up, and he stretched out his hand and said: "I am their boss, Peng Yue, everything here is up to me, the man with low self-esteem who stands very tall in the back is just one of my subordinates, it's nice to meet you!" ”

"How happy are you?" The fat man didn't seem very happy, glanced at him, and didn't stretch out his hand.

"Uh..., anyway... Be glad to be! ”

I didn't expect this fat man to be so faceless, Peng Yue was a little embarrassed.

"Sir, don't worry about these rude people, just search directly!" Hu Shu was a little impatient.

"Shut up, people are much more polite than you, learn hard!"

Hu Shu was stunned: "I'm sorry, how did you get this conclusion?" ”

"If you look at other people, they are much shorter than you, that is a kind of modest performance, just like you and that stunned Qin Yang, standing tall, as if you are very majestic!"

“......”

Hu Shu looked at the fat man in his early sixties, and he really didn't know how to respond.

Is it modest to be emotionally short?

He and Xiao Ming will definitely become brothers.

.............................

This museum is the focus of the investigation, but except for Peng Yue, who was transferred, the others are all from the Scarlet Apartment, and they have to stay here for three days, so they are not in a hurry.

It was the first night, and they were given a group of rooms to stay in, and that's it for the time being.

In the dead of night, claustrophobic outside, this is a garden, planted with some extremely strange plants, these plants are like ghosts with souls, and the evil gaze is sweeping from all directions in the dark corners, very strange.

"Yang God, come out!"

"Ghost practitioner, eldest cousin, Xiao Yan, come out!"

There was no reaction, and the ghosts of Hades seemed to be dormant en masse, and none of them could be called.

Qin Yang frowned, opened the book and saw that all the ghosts in it were gone, and he had never left those useful ghosts, but now they all left, and he couldn't call them back.

What the hell is going on...

Qin Yang was wondering, and suddenly a group of black shadows swept over a hundred meters in front of him, and then plunged headlong into the darkness.

The croaking of crows echoed in the night.

"Blood Raven?"

Why did the blood crow appear here in the cold night, didn't I arrange it to do reconnaissance in the outermost square?

"Blood Raven Returns!!

The page of the dark book about the cold night blood crow turned a little, and a small whirlpool appeared, but it was fleeting, and it failed to call the crow back, not only could it not call back, but it did not even react.

Awesome, my brother...

Qin Yang accepted the book in amazement and glanced into the distance.

Without hesitation, he jumped upwards and rushed towards the cold night blood crow, he wanted to see what this behind-the-scenes boss who could control the ghosts of the Underworld wanted to play.

The blood crow didn't fly slowly, but Qin Yang could keep up, which made him feel a little surprised.

The ring may have been zombifying him, but he didn't feel it obviously, and he could only feel more powerful when he used his power.

It's weird.

This thing didn't kill him completely, but it could zombify him, so why on earth did that?

It's weird!

If you can't find the answer, you can't find the answer, so you don't think about it for a while.

This is... That's what the celebrity said?

Forget it, don't study it!

The blood crow flew to a large forest, and from the outside, it looked like a national environmental protection forest, which made people have to sigh, how rich is this black card love, and he actually chartered such a large place to build a museum.

Swish!

The Bitter Night Blood Raven has finally arrived at its destination.

In the middle of the forest, it finally stopped, and scattered into countless small crows one by one, and the black and slippery eyes were like sharp knives, shooting straight down.

Qin Yang stopped a few hundred meters away, and through his zombie eyes and ears, the distant images were in full view.

Under the moonlight, four men and one woman stood opposite each other.

A murderous aura permeated...

"Holy Maiden, can't you really give us the ticket?"

"Unfortunately, you're not up to par!"

"Unless that condition is a devil, it is absolutely impossible to accomplish it, Yang Yuebing, you should still be a living person, but I feel that your blood is already cold, you are a living ghost!"

"Ridiculous, you have betrayed Hades, what face do you have to say about me?"

"Hmph, we are not like you, we can make our father a ghost, we are still human!"

"Don't talk to her, get rid of her and grab the ticket!"

The murderous aura in the forest rose suddenly, and the air was about to condense.

A big war seems to be about to begin.

However, this is not a big war, because it is over at the beginning, and the cold night blood crow falls from the sky, like a demon full of demons throwing itself at the weak lamb, and begins a crazy tearing and killing.

The screams were repeated, and the blood was splattered, but in just five minutes, there were no bones left of those few yin.

The night is bloody.

A crisp, cold voice came.

"Lord Death, since you're here, why don't you come out to gather?"