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I really can't think of where this building is based on Yangjian, because there are no similar caves in the area of Longshan Village in my memory.

There was endless darkness ahead, and there was not even a fork in the road along the way.

I was worried that before I could get out of this secret passage, the Yin Fire in my hand would have burned out, and I couldn't help but secretly regret why I didn't bring a few more in the first place.

But when I looked down, I saw that the flames were burning more vigorously, rather than showing the slightest sign of abating.

It is said that the soul of an unjust ghost can be boiled into an inextinguishable yin lamp for ten thousand years, is this what I have in my hand?

After twists and turns, a light appeared in front of me again.

I ran over in three steps and two steps, and suddenly my eyes lit up, and at the same time I was stunned, because the scene at the end of the passage was far beyond my imagination!

It was a very large chamber, so large that it was impossible to tell how big it was.

Inside stands countless megalithic statues, with human figures, and many strange creatures that have never been seen before.

Their tallest is six or seven meters, and the shortest is more than two meters.

I noticed that one of them looked like the giant black fish chasing me in the river.

The black fish was not a physical object in the yang world, but was composed of countless black fish souls that had died in the human world. Could it be that these statues are not owned by the yang, but by the underworld?

Gradually, I discovered that I could clearly identify my surroundings even without torches, because the roof of the cave was inhabited by countless yin fire insects.

Like the fireflies in the sunworld, the light emitted by them is very dazzling, like a Milky Way wandering in the sky.

I was surprised that throughout the history of Hangzhou, even though it was in the Southern Song Dynasty, which was extremely prosperous and wealthy, it was unlikely that there would have been such a huge project. Even if there were, it would certainly be the strength of the whole country, and it would not be unrecorded in history.

After passing through the statue group, the field of vision in front of you also widened, and then a circular platform with a diameter of 100 meters was like a bowl upside down in the open space in the center of the statue.

The shape of this round platform is very familiar, as if I have seen it somewhere, but I can't remember it all of a sudden.

I went up and knocked everywhere, and found that the bottom of the disc was empty. However, this is deep in the heart of the cavern, and even if there is a way out, it is unlikely to appear here!

In the midst of frustration, a sudden gust of wind swept behind him.

At first, I didn't think about it, but the yin wind became louder and louder, and in an instant, it came not far behind him.

When I turned around, I saw a figure standing on the edge of the round platform, wearing the clothes of an unknown dynasty, holding a single knife in his hand.

My heart tightened, and I asked in a deep voice, "Who are you?" ”

The man didn't answer, a hint of inexplicable weirdness passed through his eyes, and then he pulled back from my sight.

I was about to catch up and ask for an explanation, but I had to pause after just a few steps.

I don't know when a large group of people in the same costume quietly appeared under the round platform, and I can't count how many there were.

I pinched the "Soul Trick" with my left hand and aimed it at them, but found that it was useless, they were not spirits.

It is impossible for a living person to appear in the ghost realm, what can they be if they are not souls?

Just when I was at a loss for what to do, the crowd poured down like a flood that had opened the floodgates.

I was horrified, and secretly thought that most of my little life would have to be confessed here, but even if I died, I would have to drag a few cushions.

After holding the mentality of certain death, the fear that originally occupied his heart disappeared in an instant, and a feeling of seeing death as if he was at home surged up.

Fight!

With a magic trick in my left hand and a short knife in my right hand, I rushed into the crowd like crazy.

Although it is desperate, it is not a random fight, but a direction to kill, maybe you can break out of the encirclement before you fall.

However, as the dagger stabbed into the man's body, he only flickered slightly, and then continued to raise the knife and slash at me.

They all wore masks on their faces, and they couldn't see their expressions, but I was sure that the man didn't feel any pain after the stabbing was stabbed, and the short knife only brought out a little black gas after it was withdrawn from his abdomen, and it didn't do much damage.

He threw me to the ground, a sinister smile on his face.

I pulled off my mask, revealing a terrifying face that I would never forget.

Judging from the degree of decay and the aura emanating from that face, it is most likely the "walking corpse" in the "Eighteen Corpses".

Although the walking corpse is not a living person, it is not a soul, it is born of the resentment between heaven and earth, so it can not grow old and die, and wander between the two worlds of yin and yang.

I struggled desperately, and as soon as he sat on top of me, he opened a foul mouth and bit it off.

More walking corpses scrambled towards me, grabbing every part of my body as they tried in every way to rip the man away and ride it themselves.

Just when I was about to despair, there was a crisp sound in the center of the round.

The walking corpses stopped moving, their eyes frightened, and even the one lying on top of me hurried away.

I got up from the ground and looked around in amazement.

The sound came from far and near, and although I couldn't see anything yet, I could clearly feel the sound falling into the crowd of walking corpses in front of me.

The walking corpses scattered in all directions, revealing a large open space in the middle.

A woman walked up to me.

She held a golden bell in her hand, which rang melodiously every time she struck it.

The sound seemed to be able to cause damage to the walking corpses, and in an instant, more than twenty walking corpses had fallen to the ground and remained motionless.

The woman's gaze coldly swept over the group of walking corpses and landed on me.

When my eyes met, I couldn't help but be shocked.

Her skin is fair and crystalline, and her slender and delicate body is draped in a very strange outfit, similar to Dunhuang Feitian, giving people a kind of dusty fairy aura. However, that face is a hundred times more terrifying than a dry corpse!

I have seen countless ghosts who died in vain in the Yang World, but I have never seen such a terrifying one.

The ghost's appearance is mostly related to the resentment she has accumulated, what kind of suffering did she experience in her life to have such a huge resentment?

Seeing that I was in a daze, the woman said coldly, "This bell can only stop them for a while." Soon they won't be afraid of it anymore, so come here. ”

How dare I hesitate, I flew towards her.

The group of walking corpses also rushed over, but fortunately they did not move as fast as ordinary people, and we managed to break through to the round platform.

She pointed her hand at the ground, revealing a large hole.

"Go down."

Before I could react, she pulled me and jumped off.

As soon as the toes hit the ground, the hole above the head disappeared, and the space was engulfed in darkness again.