As soon as Long Xuanling's words came out, my heart suddenly felt a little unhappy.

"When did you find out that Zhao Lihua wanted to harm us? Did you find something wrong with the incense stick? I looked at Long Xuanling, thinking about what step I missed to end up like this.

Long Xuanling shook his head slightly: "He doesn't have Nakamoto-kun's soul dementorship, and there are generally two reasons why the soul dementorship fails, one is that the caster's own Taoism is not enough, and the second is that the other party has already performed the soul dementorship by another person, and it has not yet been unlocked, and it will be controlled at any time." ”

"You mean, then Zhao Lihua has been controlled?" I looked at Long Xuanling in surprise.

Long Xuanling nodded, he didn't care, saying that it didn't matter if he was controlled or not, in short, we would be able to collect Gu Shaoting's body in a while.

"That one-eyed is really blessed, and he actually asked Benjun to collect his body for him?" Long Xuanling's tone was filled with disgust.

"What kind of corpse, Gu Shaoting won't die." I thought about the past, and thought that Gu Shaoting really had real skills, and it was impossible for him to die so easily.

"Hmph, say your sweetheart is upset?" Long Xuanling's gaze stared at me gloomily.

I turned my head away, too lazy to dwell on this boring topic with him.

"Phew!"

There was a sound outside the carriage, and then Long Xuanling motioned for me to close my eyes.

I immediately closed my eyes, and then I felt the curtains of the car outside, and a pair of large hands reached for my arms and lifted me up.

After being carried, I squinted into the carriage and saw several other men carrying Gu Shaoting and the fat monk out of the carriage.

However, the fat monk's size was too large, and those people didn't stabilize for a while, and they fell directly to the ground.

After the fat monk fell to the ground, the thin blanket on his body fell directly, revealing a white fat body.

"Eh, this monk is fat enough, full of fat." Several men looked at the fat monk's flesh and couldn't help muttering.

I closed my eyes and didn't look, and let others carry me forward.

After walking for a short time, I was lowered to the ground, and I quickly glanced at the surroundings and saw that it looked like a high-class temple.

Why is it said to be superior, because the stone walls of this temple are painted with gold leaf, and the Buddha statues are also golden, I think Zhao Lihua should have spent a lot of money here.

It's just that this Buddha statue looks really awkward.

Most of the Buddha statues are kind and kind, but this Buddha statue doesn't even have facial features? Is this a forgetting to carve or what's going on?

"Big brother, are these people thrown directly into the holy well?" A short, thin man, asked the tall man in front of me.

The man nodded, walked to the offering table, and then, turning the candlestick on the table, I heard a "ho" sound, and the Buddha statue immediately moved about two meters to the left.

Then they pushed the fat monk directly under the base in front of the Buddha statue, and the fat monk probably felt just in time to "wake up" because I heard a hysterical howl.

This howl was even more piercing than the cry of the boar spirit I had encountered in the mountains before.

The men couldn't help but cover their ears, and I thought to myself, the fat monk is also made of ginseng, so it shouldn't really be fine.

However, while I was worried about the fat monk's situation, the burly man came over, picked me up like a chicken, and threw it towards the hole.

I felt my body fall rapidly, and I couldn't suppress the horror in my heart, and I let out a scream.

And, stretched out his hand and quickly pressed the stone wall next to him, trying to make his fall slower, but as a result, as soon as this hand touched the stone wall, I found that the stone wall was slimy, slippery, and very disgusting.

And I soon fell to the ground, and made a muffled "poof" sound, but it was soft underneath, and I squinted and looked down, and found that the fat monk was lying on the ground, and I was sitting on his back at the moment.

I hurriedly got up, and the fat monk quickly got up and wrapped himself tightly in the thin blanket.

"Oh, you look thin, but you smashed it down, and almost broke my waist!" As he spoke, he raised his hand and rubbed his lower back, revealing his white, fat arms.

"However, why hasn't Long Xuanling come down yet?" I was curiously looking up and saw a blue shadow falling from the sky.

The fat monk was frightened and immediately staggered back a few steps to the side, shouting in his mouth: "Oh, don't, don't! ”

Long Xuanling directly turned around and landed steadily, I stood up and immediately looked around the cave.

It's very dark here, the only road is directly in front of us, and there are still dots of light at this intersection, I thought it was a candle flame, but I followed Long Xuanling to take a closer look and found that it was a small bug.

"Fireflies?" I muttered.

"This is a corpse worm, a small worm derived from the decay of corpses, which likes blood and gore, and likes to drill into people's wounds." Long Xuanling introduced expressionlessly.

I couldn't help frowning when I heard this, looking at a very beautiful little worm, it was actually derived from the decomposition of corpses, and it also liked blood.

"Hey, Longjun, this is wrong, there is a lot of evil here." The fat monk said and looked towards the depths of the cave: "Let's withdraw quickly, the things inside are definitely not ordinary." ”

Long Xuanling flicked his sleeves and looked into the depths of the cave, his eyes becoming extremely solemn.

"Does the Dragon King have monsters that he can't deal with?" In my opinion, Long Xuanling is already a "god"-like existence, and even the Demon Slayer Pavilion can enter and exit freely.

"It should be a big demon, and besides, I can't tell what kind of spirit it is." Long Xuanling closed his eyebrows for a long time, and when he opened his eyes, the solemnity in his eyes intensified.

"You're right behind Benjun, don't run around." Long Xuanling turned his face sideways and said to me very seriously.

Seeing that he was so serious, I also nodded subconsciously.

The fat monk had a thin blanket under his armpits, revealing his two arms and tightly holding Long Xuanling's clothes, and said with a frightened face: "Long Jun, do you want to call some helpers again?" ”

"If you're scared, you can go back!" Long Xuanling is a dignified dragon king, how could he retreat like this.

As soon as the fat monk heard that Long Xuanling was so resolute, he immediately looked at me again.

And I was silent, because Gu Shaoting disappeared two days ago, and now it is very likely that something has happened, we must race against time, otherwise, when we call a helper, it may only be Gu Shaoting's body if we find it.

Seeing that Long Xuanling and I continued to walk deeper into the cave, the fat monk clenched the thin blanket in despair and followed helplessly.