Chapter Ninety-Five: Grievances

"This ...... Where? I got up from the ground, rubbed my aching arm that had been grabbed by the big hand just now, and by the light of the flashlight that had fallen to the ground, I saw Li Zhisheng, Dead Apostles, and Yaolong also fall to the ground. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, wake up......" I shook Li Zhisheng on the side.

"Don't shake it, I'm not dead yet~" he said and sat up. At this time, the Dead Apostle also came to his senses, picked up the hat next to him, put it on his head, and said, "Have we been caught in the elevator?" ”

"I don't think so, you see......" I said, I took the flashlight and looked around, only to see that the surrounding area was still a parking lot, and we were falling at the elevator door, but the button next to the elevator was faintly glowing red at the moment.

The Dead Apostle woke up Yaolong and said to me, "Did we really come to the inside of the Oni Mound?!" ”

When Yaolong heard this, one of them turned over and stood up alertly, and took out a dark blue folding longbow from his backpack, and there was also a white dragon on the bow that was identical to my Jiang Ling.

I saw him unfold his bow at great speed, and put on the bowstring, and said, "It's not good here, be careful, everyone!" ”

Before I could react, a few legless imps screamed from a distance with their white eyes.

Saying that it was too late, Yaolong couldn't help but say that he took out an arrow from his bag and put it on the bow, and then pulled the bow hard, and then with a "bang", the blue light wrapped the arrow and cut through the darkness, hitting one of the imps.

The little imp who was shot screamed and instantly turned to ashes.

At this time, I also hurriedly got up, and was about to take out the spirit from my bag, when the Dead Apostle stopped me and said, "Don't worry, your vain spirit is unstable now, let's just come......"

As he spoke, the expression on his face immediately became gloomy, and his eyes stared at the remaining imps, while Yaolong drew another arrow, and just as he was aiming, the Dead Apostle suddenly exerted force, bursting out of his body with several slender threads.

Seeing this, I was surprised: "Soul silk! ”

"That's right!" As he spoke, the Dead Apostle concentrated on controlling the Soul Silk to entangle the remaining imp, and in a moment the imp turned into a juice-like state, and was sucked up by the Soul Silk.

Yaolong looked a little frustrated when he saw that the Dead Apostles had eliminated the imps together, and he complained, "It's rare to be able to do it, can't you let me come?" ”

As he spoke, the Dead Apostle had already collected the soul thread into his body, he raised his hand and clenched his fist, and said, "Strange, how can this be ......"

I didn't pay attention to his doubts, but grabbed him and said, "Why do you also use soul silk?!" Do you have anything to do with the demon path in Guitian Village! ”

The Dead Apostle calmly brushed my hand away and explained, "Soul silk is actually something that many people can use, and it's just a thread that converts the void into power, so there's nothing surprising about it. As for the old way you mentioned, he was only able to use this ability after strengthening himself with a soul of injustice. I'm sure it won't be long before you can ...... too"

Speaking of this, Yaolong on the side put away the arrows and walked over to ask the Dead Apostle, "What's wrong?" Did you notice anything strange? ”

"It's a strange thing, I obviously absorbed a few ghosts just now, but I didn't feel the increase in strength at all......"

"Maybe these ghosts are too weak." Yaolong said absentmindedly.

"No way, even the weakest ghosts have a certain amount of power, and I can't feel it at all now, this place is too strange......"

Listening to their words, I was also thinking to myself, when suddenly Li Zhisheng snatched the flashlight from my hand and shone it on the place where the poem just appeared, "Look, that poem is gone!" ”

Hearing this, the other three hurriedly gathered around Li Zhisheng, and I looked at the position of his flashlight, and sure enough, the place where the poem was written just now was empty.

"In other words, we may have come to another place that looks exactly like the parking lot, but is completely different, and this place is definitely not the inside of the onizuka......"

Hearing Li Zhisheng say this, I seemed to remember something, but I couldn't grasp it for a while.

At this moment, there was another strange cry from the place where the little ghost had just escaped, and several little ghosts that looked the same as the little ghost that had just been eliminated crawled out again.

"Just in time, I'm trying to move my muscles!" Yao Long said, drawing out five arrows and placing them on the bowstring at the same time, "Die, little cubs!" As he spoke, five fast arrows flew towards the imps with blue light.

In an instant, several imps were pierced by arrows one by one, turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, and scattered in the air.

The Dead Apostles and Li Zhisheng didn't pay any attention to Yaolong, who was holding a bow to look for "prey", they looked at the red button on the wall, and said in unison: "Why don't we go upstairs and have a look." ”

As soon as the words fell, the two of them glanced at each other, and the Dead Man smiled and patted Li Zhisheng on the shoulder and said, "It's really the same thing that heroes see." ”

But I muttered, "Didn't the Dead Apostles always be indifferent to Li Zhisheng before?" Why has there been a 180-degree change in attitude recently? Did he find out that Li Zhisheng was also profitable? ”

Just thinking about it, suddenly the elevator in front of him "ding" and opened. I saw the Dead Apostle's hand pressed on the button of the elevator.

As the elevator door opened, a dazzling white light shot out from inside the door, illuminating me so much that I couldn't open my eyes.

After a while, I rubbed my eyes stinged by the light, and looked at it, it was just an ordinary elevator, the internal material looked the same as the elevator door, and the source of the white light was the incandescent lamp on the top of the elevator, because of the reflection of the metal material and the fact that we had been in the dark environment for too long, so it was so dazzling.

"Do you want to go in?" Li Zhisheng tentatively asked me and the Dead Apostles.

I looked around and said, "It feels unlikely that there will be any clues here, and we can't go back the way we came...... It doesn't matter if he's Longtan or Tiger's Den. ”

As I spoke, I cautiously walked into the elevator, and as soon as I entered, I felt that the light was even more dazzling, and the smooth metal walls around me reflected countless images of me, which made me feel a little hairy.

Li Zhisheng and the Dead Apostles saw that there was nothing unusual after I entered, so they followed me in, and at the same time beckoned Yaolong outside the door to enter with them.

The moment the four of them entered the elevator, the elevator door suddenly closed, and even the crack in the door disappeared, except for an incandescent lamp on the top, only the reflection of the four of us could be seen around.

The infinitely overlapping reflections make me feel as if I am in an infinitely extended space.

"Did we get the trick?!" Yaolong looked around vigilantly, as if trying to find something that would allow him to discern his current situation.

"Don't rush ...... yet" Before the Dead Apostle could finish speaking, he felt the elevator tremble violently, and the four of them hurriedly held on to the wall to keep themselves balanced.

I calmly said, "Looks like we're in a terrible place." ”

When the Dead Apostle heard this, he hurriedly asked, "Why, do you know this place?" ”

I frowned and said, "I remembered something when I was outside the elevator, but I was interrupted by those little ghosts, but now that I see this scene, I think I know what this place is." ”

"Could it be that you're talking about the place you entered when you played that paranormal game by yourself?" Li Zhisheng answered.

I nodded yes, but the Dead Apostles and Yao Long heard in a fog, "It's time now, don't sell it......" The Dead Apostles looked a little anxious.

"What? There's still something you don't know......" As I spoke, I put away my smile and said with a serious face: "If I guessed correctly, the place where we are now should be a grievance realm, and I have entered it once." ”

At this time, Yaolong said thoughtfully: "Grievance... I've heard the name a long time ago, and I've heard a girl mention it, whether it means that this place was created after the death of a man with a powerful grudge. ”

"That's right, and the reason why the ghosts that the Dead Apostles absorbed just now didn't feel the power is also because most of the ghosts in this place are generated by the creator's resentment, in other words, what you just absorbed is only the creator's resentment, not the real ghosts!" As I spoke, I looked at the Dead Apostles.

"In other words, what we are in now is not a ghost mound, but a grievance?" Yaolong asked.

Li Zhisheng shook his head and said, "No, in fact, I think it is likely that this grievance is generated on a ghost mound, and this grievance is the 'guardian' of the ghost mound." Dead Apostle, if you think about whether there is anything in the Nine Stars that can be connected to the resentment, you are familiar with this aspect. ”

The Dead Apostle was originally pondering when he heard my words, but when he heard Li Zhisheng call him, he came back to his senses and said: "I was thinking about this question just now, but I can't contact Jiuxing no matter how I think about it, so I am more inclined to Yaolong's statement, this should not be a ghost mound at all, but what you call a grievance." ”

While the four of them were discussing, the violent shaking stopped, and the elevator door, which had been completely closed just now, now appeared a gap again, followed by a "ding" sound, and the door slowly opened.

The four of them looked at the scene in front of them and were stunned, and at this time, an extremely warm scene appeared outside the door.

It was a somewhat old living room, with a warm fireplace burning in front of it, and the wood "crackling" in the fire, and a few golden candlesticks with white candles lit by candles, and around the candles there were many delicacies.

"This, too, is a grievance? Isn't resentment made up of resentment? Yaolong asked suspiciously.

"I've never seen this happen, so if I don't go out and take a look, I might be able to find some clues......"

I was about to step my foot out, "Don't worry! The Dead Apostle stopped me, and as he said he took off his hat and threw it out, and as the hat landed outside the elevator door, a huge foot suddenly stepped off the roof and shattered the scene outside.

Then a terrifying face approached the elevator door, only to see all kinds of white bones stuck in its mud-like face, and the position of the eye socket seemed to have no eyeballs, and countless bloody tentacles protruded from it.

Since Yaolong was the closest, he yelled badly, so he hurriedly retreated.

The monster heard Yaolong's voice, opened its bloody mouth and attacked Yaolong......