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Regardless of whether there is a problem with the formation or the formation is activated, the first person to react should be this sinister.

Fortunately, this grandson died before he could show his skills.

Although this is a good thing for us, the more I look at the bones piled up there, the more I feel bottomless.

Is it a good sign that it's dead?

Absolutely impossible! Those gentlemen in ancient times were not Lei Feng! Can you leave us a way back?

We came here to steal the treasure that others had worked so hard to get for decades, and we wanted someone to send us back in peace? By the way, help us solve the trouble on the road?

Is this possible??

"Maybe after the gust of qi leaks out, the tube inserted in its body will also die........" Daoist Ge explained, sounding very unconfident, looking at his expression, it seems that he also thinks that his explanation is just an unreliable guess: "Maybe that's it!" ”

"Do you think that's really possible?" The bitter monk continued to ask.

"Even if it's not possible, we'll have to go this way." The old man Zuo scolded and said: "A road goes to the dark, the gods block and kill the gods and Buddhas, whatever!" ”

"You're so angry......." the bitter monk sighed.

Then, he didn't ask any more questions, and it is estimated that he could see that he couldn't ask any reason if he continued to ask.

"Ge Wangba, you take the lead with me, the bitter monk walks in the middle, and the little blind man breaks off with my apprentice." Old man Zuo said.

Hearing his arrangement, everyone had no objection, nodded and said, okay.

Seeing that everyone was ready to set off, the old man Zuo didn't have any ink, so he untied the dagger from his waist, held it in the palm of his hand, and then strode in front.

Daoist Ge didn't hesitate, and then followed the old man Zuo, and the same was true for the bitter monk, looking at his appearance, he seemed quite calm.

"Be careful." The blind boss walked side by side with me, lowered his voice, and his tone was very serious, without the slightest joke: "I'm afraid something will happen in a while." ”

"How do you know?" I asked hurriedly.

The blind boss said: "There is a pie in the sky, nine out of ten are filled with poison, since God has helped us clean up the sins, it means that there are more terrible things behind." ”

When I heard the blind boss say this, I subconsciously shuddered, and asked him tentatively, "How do you know?" ”

"The reason is simple." The blind boss smiled: "I've seen too many of this kind of things." ”

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

Maybe it was because the blind boss told me these words, and when I followed the old man Zuo and them forward, I felt very panicked, as if something bad was about to happen.

Is that the role of the sixth sense? Or is it a psychological effect?

I can't say for sure.

When we walked to the pile of bones that smelled of blood, Old Man Zuo stopped first, then turned his flashlight over and took a closer look at the pile of bones.

"Ouch....... These bones are so clean........ It's cleaner than my dog's gnawing ........" Daoist Ge said loudly: "I really didn't even leave a shredded piece of meat........

"Are you still in the fucking mood to joke right now??" Old man Zuo scolded, then looked at the bones, frowned and said, "It's so wrong that these flesh and blood have disappeared....... If those are made of qi....... Then it's normal to disappear without a trace........ But that's all substance........"

At this time, the blind boss wrinkled his nose and seemed to be smelling something.

"The taste of meat." The blind boss said, then slowly walked to the wall, leaned in, and continued to smell: "It seems to be in the wall." ”

"What's in the wall?" Old man Zuo was stunned.

"Meat." The blind boss said, his expression was also a little puzzled, and it is estimated that he didn't understand what the situation was: "There is a smell of meat behind these stones, which is the smell on Wei Sin's body, I can't be mistaken." ”

When Daoist Ge heard this, he didn't think much about it, walked to the wall, and patted it lightly with his hand.

"Where did the meat come from? I think you just want to ........."

Before Daoist Ge finished speaking, the stone that was patted by Daoist Ge suddenly dented.

In that case, it's like Daoist Ge didn't shoot a stone, but a sponge.

We didn't understand it yet, but we saw that the stone had been concave for less than a second, and it immediately bounced back, and with that, countless blood beads seeped out of the stone.......

"This stone can bleed?!!" My eyes widened and I looked at the blood beads in disbelief: "This shouldn't be the blood of a stone, right??" ”

"The stone bleeds?" The blind boss's brows furrowed more and more, as if he had encountered some problem, and his eyes were full of solemnity: "The smell of these blood is very similar to the smell of the sinister, almost identical." ”

"What do you mean........" Old Man Zuo looked at the blind boss thoughtfully, and didn't ask all the questions.

"This blood is probably the blood on the body of the sinner." The blind boss grinned and smiled unnaturally: "This little Tushi Palace is really unusual, the stone walls can eat flesh and blood, just like the fake." ”

"It's not going to even be able to eat us, is it?" I asked cautiously.

The old man didn't speak, walked forward, shone it with a flashlight, and studied it carefully.

"These stones are soft....... It's like a sponge....... I haven't seen a stone like this before........" Old Man Zuo muttered, "You shouldn't be able to eat us, right?" ”

"These are stones?" The bitter monk asked him.

"I don't know." Old man Zuo shook his head and said confusedly: "Anyway, I haven't seen such a stone, have you ever seen it?" ”

"I've never seen it, but I've seen a wrongdoer that looks like a stone." The bitter monk smiled, with a hint of reminding the old man Zuo, and asked him with something in his words: "Have you forgotten those immortal families in the three eastern provinces?" ”

Old man Zuo was stunned for a moment and didn't speak.

"Those immortal families surnamed Shi are all changed from stones." As the bitter monk spoke, he raised his hand without warning and slapped his palm on the stone wall.

With this palm, the bitter monk directly punched a hole with an area of about half a square meter on the stone wall, and countless fishy blood flowed out of this hole in an instant........

"They are supposed to be alive, but they don't have much power, they can only suck flesh and blood." The bitter monk said, fearlessly grabbing the hole with his hand, as if looking for something.

Soon, the bitter monk took his hand back, and in his palm, there was an extra piece similar to "pork".

"Whether it's stone or evil, I'm not sure." The bitter monk smiled: "But I can guarantee that these stones will not harm us." ”

"How did the sin die?" Old man Zuo asked.

"It's ......" the bitter monk frowned: "Yes....... None of these stones are powerful....... As long as the living creature is not always attached to it...... It can't absorb flesh at all........"

"Whoosh!!"

At this moment, a sharp sound of breaking the air echoed in the tunnel without warning.

At the moment when this voice sounded, we all clearly saw that there was a blood-red "line" that suddenly burst out of the hole that the bitter monk shot out and went straight to his head.

At that time, the bitter monk didn't dodge, let alone be afraid, he seemed to want to try the catty taels of this red line, so he directly raised his hand and grabbed it.

This series of events only happens in an instant.

Before I could see how the red line came out, the bitter monk had already grabbed the thing and held it in the palm of his hand.

"What's ........" Monk Ku frowned, lowered his head to look at the "red thread" that was constantly twisting, and muttered, "Is this thread alive........ It's almost like meat to the touch........"

The thickness of this red thread is about the same as that of chopsticks, maybe a little thicker.

After a closer look, we found that this and the "red line" are not all red, but yellow in some places and white in others, but red occupies most of it.

Its surface is uneven, and every place repeats the action of swelling and contracting, as if it is breathing.

"Is this also an injustice?" I asked.

When they heard this, they all shook their heads and said, "I don't know."

"I'll open it first, maybe I can tell what it is by looking at its contents.......

Before the bitter monk finished speaking, the expression on his face changed suddenly, and then the whole person twitched, and a low roar came out of his mouth.

"Sure enough......." The bitter monk's eyes were already full of bloodshots, and he directly spread out the hand holding the red line, and then dragged the red line with his other hand, pulling it out desperately: "This thing is wrong!" It is alive!! ”

At this time, the head of the red line had already entered the palm of the bitter monk's hand.