Chapter 38: The Liar Taoist
Meng Yao laughed lowly, with a faint playfulness in her eyes.
Shen Chen casually rubbed her hair: "Let's go." ”
Meng Yao nodded, and the two of them walked upstairs with light steps, there was no popularity at all in the huge mansion, and there was even a yin wind blowing from nowhere.
Shenchen walked in front and stretched out his hand to push open the first door of the corridor, this was Qingyuan's parents' bedroom, which was covered with rune paper, and a strong smell of blood came out.
Meng Yao frowned, and first checked the place where she had asked Qingyuan to paste the rune paper before, and sure enough, there was no rune paper she was familiar with.
I went to check the other runes in the bedroom: "It's all some sideways and left-handed paintings, it seems that the Taoist priest went wrong when he did it, and it attracted something more terrible, I pray now that he still has some ability, otherwise the people in this room may not survive." ”
Shenchen checked the room with a calm face, Meng Yao picked up a piece of talisman paper and put it away, and followed Shenchen to search all the rooms again.
Not only in Qingyuan's parents' room, but also in the backyard of the house were covered with rune paper, and Meng Yao couldn't help but curse in a low voice.
"Dirty is a bad habit, cat." Shenchen observed the situation around her and corrected her seriously.
Meng Yao stuck out her tongue. head, and pushed him: "What kind of bureau do you think this cloth is?" ”
"I can't understand it, it's too messy, this liar learns a lot, and thinks he's smart enough to fuse all kinds of things together." Shenchen's tone was a little cold, more disdainful.
This kind of person is the most cheating on himself, he has not encountered anything powerful before, and he has solved those problems with the things he has 'created', and he thinks that he is invincible in the world, and now he dares to brag about any kind of cow and dare to take any commission.
Meng Yao glanced at the backyard, there was a big locust tree in the backyard, she walked over and found that the soil next to the locust tree had been renovated, Mingchen walked over, glanced at it and walked back, found the hoe by the door, took it and turned over the soil a few times, and found a miniature version of the door, he reached out and pulled the door open.
Meng Yao glanced inside, took out a flashlight from the bag he was carrying, and Shenchen took the lead in jumping down with the flashlight.
Meng Yao flipped out another flashlight and jumped down, and Shenchen had been waiting for her below, seeing that she couldn't stand still and reached out to help her.
Meng Yao took a flashlight to look around, and found that after they jumped down, they were in a corridor-like place, with walls on both sides, and there was no end in sight to the corridor.
She didn't expect that the Qing family still had this kind of secret passage, so maybe everyone in their family was still alive.
She and Shenchen glanced at each other, and the two walked forward side by side, the more they walked into the secret passage, the more they could feel the thick yin qi in the air.
When the two of them turned the corner of the secret passage, they found that something more powerful was coming, and they could now faintly see that there was a room at the end of the secret passage.
And the secret passage from here to that room where they were standing was wrapped in a thick black mist, and it was basically impossible to see things clearly, and Meng Yao's eyes could see that there were all kinds of ghosts in the black mist.
Resentment is thicker than the other, under normal circumstances, these ghosts will not appear together, after all, people like freedom, and this kind of dirty thing naturally does not like to accommodate others.
appeared together this time, probably because of this Taoist priest's practice, and sure enough, it is easy to harm others and oneself.
Meng Yao pulled off his pendant and transformed it into a soft sword in his hand, and Shenchen also used his spatial ability to enclose these ghosts in an area.