"This little brother, I'll ask you about something!" With a very kind and enthusiastic smile, Song Qingyin kindly handed him a piece of broken silver, patted him on the back, and quietly pasted a spirit talisman.

The young man took the money and suddenly blossomed, "Refreshments? Didn't my uncle ask me to send it, I also wondered if these things should have been prepared a long time ago, how could there be a reason for the guests to rest and then bother, so I was asked to make an extra trip. Song Qingyin's eyes rolled, and he asked again: "I see that this post house has been around for some years, are you tired of helping the shopkeeper all the time?" ”

The young man nodded busily, "That is, it's very busy here all year round, and I'm tired half to death every day, and I've been helping here for seven or eight years, so I don't have any free time." ”

Song Qingyin: "Wow, it's been so long!" Haven't you been here since you were very young? That's amazing! ”

Lu Qichuan, who was eavesdropping on their speech in the distance, twitched the corner of his eye, this is a bit exaggerated.

However, the young man was very useful, and without waiting for Song Qingyin to ask, he began to talk to himself, "But recently my uncle is a little strange, he always takes a large amount of silver from the tent every once in a while, and he doesn't know what to do, hey, once I quietly followed him and watched him go to the fence mountain, but as soon as he entered the fence mountain, he lost it, you say it's not strange, the fence mountain is said to have a demon clan that sucks the essence of men, you are monks, right?" Did you say my uncle was entangled in that thing? ”

Song Qingyin sighed in his heart, in fact, it was very possible. But it didn't show it on the face, and he just said haha, how could there be such a thing.

"Oh, by the way, Xuanzi No. 2 room, who have lived in it before?" Song Qingyin also suddenly remembered this stubble, if it was really the shopkeeper's hand, then the people he arranged to live in a specific room must have something in common.

The young man thought for a moment, "Xuanzi No. 2...... Yes! Isn't that a beautiful house? I'm still thinking that this room sounds familiar, and the people who lived there before were all beautiful women like you! The girl who came with you to inquire about the same girl who had lived there. ”

If you know there's something wrong with this house, don't even think about sleeping.

Song Qingyin and Lu Qichuan lay face to face on the table and stared at the slightly flickering candle flame, "No wonder you want to make this room so soundproof, if something really happens, no matter how loud you shout, no one will find out." Song Qingyin had already checked the entire room inside and out, but he didn't find anything wrong, but the pot of cold tea did have a trace of imperceptible demonic energy in the spirit rune.

Lu Qichuan said: "You shouldn't continue to stay here, risk yourself in case that thing is discovered, do you think you can get out so easily?" ”

"Oops!" Song Qingyin patted her chest, "Maybe people think I'm not as good-looking as other beautiful sisters, so they threw me back in a fit of anger, besides, isn't there still you!" ”

She finally said something that Lu Qichuan liked to hear, of course, there were a lot of perfunctory ingredients in it, but Lu Qichuan still snorted and crossed his legs and didn't say anything to stop her.

At midnight, the room was so quiet that you couldn't even hear the wind outside the window. Song Qingyin heard her heart pounding like a drum, but she soon found that it was not her heartbeat, it was the real drum sounding in her ears.

The sound of the drum really exploded from her ears out of thin air, just hearing this sound, Song Qingyin couldn't help but want to find its direction and walked over, she closed her eyes and steadied her mind for a while, before finally calling her mind back and confirming that the sound came from the floor that covered the entire room. She burned a talisman and applied the powder to her fingertips, groping carefully along the fine lines on the floor, refusing to let go of any strange thing.

After a while, when he reached the edge of the bed, the light gray powder was instantly dyed black, and the beating of the drum messed up the beat, as if something had fled in a hurry.

The two glanced at each other, Lu Qichuan stepped forward and slammed open the wooden floor with one palm, and the whole bed exploded to make an earth-shattering sound, but the people outside didn't notice it. The floor was empty, the black and dark area was bottomless, the candlestick on the table was overturned, and the remaining one was held by Song Qingyin in his hand, and the two of them drilled into it along the crack, the candle flame illuminated the dark tunnel, and the room fell into darkness.

The two didn't know how long they had been walking, Song Qingyin felt that his feet were a little sore, and when he thought that he had left the post house for a short distance, Lu Qichuan suddenly stopped and looked down at something at his feet.

It was a small leather drum, and the sound they had heard before was probably made by it, and it was lying in the middle of the road in this dark passage, and its owner did not cherish it at first sight, and threw it away here after playing.

This time, Song Qingyin didn't reach out directly to get it, and this drum always gave her a bad feeling. "Made of human skin." Sure enough, Lu Qichuan's words confirmed her thoughts.

"Wow!" Song Qingyin shuddered, and jumped three feet high to avoid the small leather drum a little farther.

Lu Qichuan fiddled with it with the small sword with great interest, "It looks quite exquisite, and the person who makes it must be very idle." ”

"Where does this road lead? Why hasn't it been so long and hasn't come to an end......" Song Qingyin didn't want to evaluate the man's leather drum in detail, and even disliked Lu Qichuan, and he had to clean the sword after he went back.

Lu Qichuan said with a smile: "You are so stupid, people have sent clues to the door, don't you know?" ”

"Fence Mountain? From the post house road to the mountain? Song Qingyin raised his voice, isn't it too far, not to mention how long it will take to get there, who has the ability to dig such a long tunnel without being discovered?

"This secret passage is not necessarily deliberately dug by someone, there was a ground movement in this area a hundred years ago, and the rugged ground after coming down from the dark tunnel should have been naturally formed in that ground movement."

Lu Qichuan kicked the pebbles that were still damp and vapor under his feet, "But the people who built it won't want to be delayed on the road for too long...... Tsk, it's here. ”

The road widened in front of you, and the damp stone walls lit up with burning torches. The corners of Song Qingyin's eyebrows twitched, and he pinched his nose with a disgusting smell of decay and pointed to the things paved on both sides of the road in front of him and asked, "This, these, are they all ......?" ”

Lu Qichuan nodded, "Both." ”

The exhibits are displayed on both sides of the fan, dance skirt, drum, and picture scroll...... The same utensils are made of human skin, their stitches are fine, the strokes are exquisite, and each one is carefully made. I don't know how long it had been since the skins had been removed, but they were as delicate as they had been when they were alive, and only the stench of decay could not hide them.

Walking further, the sudden brightness in front of her made her rub her eyes a little uncomfortably for a long time, and when she saw what was here, she couldn't help but exclaim.

At this time, they were already in an underground cave in the Fence Mountain, countless fireflies gathered into a light source, and countless golden silk threads hung from the top of their heads, each of which was connected to a picture of a beauty, and the beauty on the painting was different in style, and the only thing in common was that they had a wonderful face that was unforgettable.

Under each picture of a beauty, there was a stripped corpse on its knees, some of which had not yet dried up, and it was sparsely dripping to the ground. But this strange scene magically makes people feel a sense of revenge.

"What people!" Song Qingyin threw a Heavenly Fire Talisman towards the fading place of the light, and took advantage of the moment when the firelight illuminated the person sitting there.

It was a peerless and rare beautiful face, and with just a glimpse, Song Qingyin could be sure that among the thousands of beauty pictures here, none of them could compare to her. She sat motionless, her eyes staring blankly ahead, without blinking.

"Lu Qichuan, is that person Miss Xiao that Brother Cheng said?"

Without waiting for Lu Qichuan to answer, another person came out of the darkness, and the fireflies in the room gathered to his side, adding a faint layer of warm color to him. This man has willow eyebrows, his eyes are half-drooping, the bridge of his nose is high, his thin lips are a little vermilion, his cheeks are sickly pale, he is wearing a long robe like a literati and a writer, and he holds a bone flute in his hand, and he salutes them from afar.

"This man...... Is it a demon? Song Qingyin asked uncertainly, he did have demonic qi on his body, but the demonic qi was very light, as if an ordinary person had rolled out of the demon cave and got it.

"It's a person," the man chuckled, and his finely carved face was particularly seductive, "Introduction, in Xia Xun Mo, these in front of me are all my works." ”

"The work? Did you draw these? No, no, no, you killed all these people? Song Qingyin asked, these bones knew at a glance that they were adult males, he was such a ...... Sick beauty, killed so many?

Xun Mo: "Sort of." ”

What do you mean by counting?

"Since you're so ambiguous...... Then I might as well talk about my speculation. Lu Qichuan looked at the beauties in these paintings, and then looked at Xun Mo's eyes with a pair of cold eyes, "I guess you have a shallow fortune in this life, and you shouldn't exist in the world at all; I suppose someone has borne this heinous murder for you, so that you can survive until now; I'm guessing you didn't kill the bones of these kneeling males...... But the beauties in these paintings," he fiddled with the nearest scroll, "you killed them, I guessed right." ”

"You're right." Xun Mo clapped his hands after speaking, and the beauties on the paintings suddenly changed their posture, covering their lips and laughing, and the whole cave echoed with the coquettish laughter of the warbler, and the bones kneeling on the ground shook their skeletons as if they were terrified, and there seemed to be an irresistible force pulling them to stand up and pounce on the two.

Their purpose is very clear, that is, Song Qingyin.

"I don't know why someone would tell me this kind of news, but since the girl is here with the baby, let's stay!"