Chapter 302, The Corpse Collector in the Dungeon

"What do you mean?"

He frowned, obviously not understanding me, and I smiled and didn't explain much.

"I'm not going to leave anyway, if you want to kill me. It's best to weigh it up. I see that you are also very happy to be the Earth Emperor in this secret realm, but there is no need to ruin your good life because of me. As for how to do it, you can see for yourself. ”

I'm a veteran of pretending to be a scoundrel, and the Emperor of the Burial Mansion on the other side was obviously a little displeased, and with a light touch of the table, the teacup next to me disappeared, the door opened, and several white-robed people were waiting outside the door. When he saw the door open, he immediately knelt on the ground and waited for orders.

"Take this guest to the dungeon of the burial house for a while, don't do anything to him until you have an order, but also make sure that he can't get out!"

The Emperor of the Burial Mansion is going to put me under house arrest, I floated up lazily, and when I walked out, I glanced back at the Emperor of the Burial Mansion, and said lightly: "The so-called think twice before acting, just think about it." ”

Walk through the greenery. Back in the burial house, several members of the law enforcement team of the burial mansion put black chains on me, this black chain has been refined, there is a strange power inside, I immediately felt after being trapped, the power cannot penetrate from the outside, but I can easily stretch out from the chain, which is why I tried to possess the living corpse before but did not succeed, because this chain blocked my energy from the outside.

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The law enforcement team yelled at me, the iron door opened, and I looked inside, it was a dark cell, fortunately not a water prison, at least it was dry, and there was a faint stench in the air. There were still some white things on the ground, which I suspect were bones or something.

"Do you have a room?"

I turned around and joked, I had floated in, the iron door closed behind me, and then a guy from the law enforcement team took a brush and painted outside the iron gate for a long time, reflecting a trace of golden light, I reached out and touched it, and was immediately shocked by the golden light, obviously painted with the spirit of suppressing ghosts and warding off evil spirits.

"Stay inside, if you dare to come out, I will destroy you!"

The other party yelled, and I fell on the stone bed, and there were no windows in the cell, and when the other party completely sealed the iron door, it was really pitch black, and I couldn't see anything.

I reached out and shook it gently. Clusters of ghostly fire fell on the walls, and the inside of the cell gradually became clear. There were four or five bones scattered on the ground, all of which looked like bones of human limbs, and for a long time, some of the bones had cracked open on the surface. There are some scratches on the wall next to it, which have no special significance. It looks like a person scratching a wall with his fingernails in despair, revealing a tragic sadness.

I tried to touch the iron door, and was immediately pushed back by the golden light, which is not a strong enchantment spiritual technique, but it has a strong restraint effect on my soul body, I frowned, thought about it and said, "It seems that I have to think of some other way to get out." ”

At this moment, there was a sudden sound of "bells blocking ......" outside, as if someone was constantly waving the metal and making a loud collision sound. I frowned and stood outside the iron door listening. I was definitely not the only prisoner in the cell, but there was no sound, and most of them were supposed to be living corpses, very quiet.

"Bell, bell......"

The sound of metal crashing grew louder and louder, and I could hear some of the jailers talking, and I was able to hear more clearly.

"Damn, come here every three or five days, it's really going to kill people, damn it!"

It seems that someone is complaining, but why complaining, what is going on out there? Curious, I leaned against the wall and listened.

"Don't complain, there have been more living corpses recently, and there should be more corpse collectors."

Another voice persuaded a few words, but I frowned, corpse collector? It's a fitting name, is it here to collect living corpses?

"But it doesn't take three days to come at two ends, right? It's not like you don't see it, every time we come we have to hide in this stinking cell, and we can't be seen by it. I'm telling you, if this guy sees it, he's going to be out of luck! ”

The guy who complained at the beginning is now a little more impatient, and there is a bit of fear in his words.

"Brother, I've been here for a short time, and I haven't seen anyone hit the corpse collector, have you seen it?"

The other asked hurriedly, looking curious.

The former shook his head and said, "Hmph, I want to know?" Don't be scared when I tell me. I came many years before you, and the corpse collector came once every six months, and when I came back, my brothers didn't pay attention. As a result, I was left with another jailer at the time, and the cell was occupied along the way. I also saw the face of the corpse collector! ”

"Big brother has seen the corpse collector? On weekdays, when the corpse collector comes, we all lock ourselves in the cell, and we have never seen its face at all, have you seen it? What does it look like! ”

The other was even more curious and asked out loud.

"What does it look like? It was a nightmare, our dungeon was about six or seven meters high, and this guy was standing upright and reaching out to the top of our dungeon. He was draped in a black rag and pulled a series of coffins behind his back, each of which was empty when he came, but when he returned, it was full of living corpses or our jailers! In the eyes of the corpse collectors, the jailer and the living corpse are the same, all corpses. At that time, I and another jailer hurriedly ran, I ran faster, rushed ahead, when I entered a dead end, there was only one cell left, I rushed in, there was still a gap, I wanted to put another person in, but he was a step too late, the corpse collector threw the chain, I saw the chain wrapped around the man's ankle, pulled hard, the guy fell to the ground, I was so frightened that I quickly closed the door. I was terrified, only to hear the screams of the guy outside, and the sound of constant whipping and attacks. When the collector had gone, we ran out and saw a pool of blood on the ground, as well as some broken bones and pieces of flesh. The jailer is gone, he must have been killed, or taken away......"

What this guy said wasn't very scary, but thinking that the corpse collector was outside, the other person couldn't help but be scared, his voice trembled a little, and he said in a low voice: "Brother, don't scare me, it seems that this guy outside is really a monster." ”

As soon as I heard that there was a jailer next to me, a thought popped into my mind, there was a talisman on the iron door, and I couldn't get out, but that didn't mean I couldn't go through the wall, there were no talismans around the wall, and if I could possess a jailer again, maybe I would have a chance to escape. And now is the time for the corpse collectors to collect the corpses, it looks like all the jailers should be hiding, the dungeon must be empty, now is the time when the defense is the weakest, that is, my best chance!

I walked to the wall, the black chain was gently taken off, but I couldn't go back, my hand pressed against the surface of the wall, my palm stretched into it little by little, and soon a pair of hands pressed into the wall, and then half of my body entered the wall, and there was something outside the wall that was temporarily invisible. But at least it proves that I can walk through the wall this way.

When I went out, I saw two jailers with their backs to me, and after a closer look, I recognized that these two were not the two jailers I had met outside the burial mansion before? One is as thin as a monkey, and the other has a "pumpkin head", and it is really fated to meet thousands of miles away, I smiled and fell gently. The two guys were completely unresponsive, waiting for the corpse collector to leave. My hand pressed lightly against the lean man, my fingertips digging into his neck, and he made a "......" sound, and then fell unconscious.

"I said let's settle down, I don't know how long we're going to stay here......"

Pumpkin Head hadn't noticed that his companion was unconscious, but when he turned his head, he suddenly saw my face, and he was startled and shouted, "You, who are you!" ”

I reached out and grabbed him by the neck and made a silent gesture, and he turned pale as he watched me float in the air, speechless.