"Ding~" There was a soft sound, Yang Jun opened his eyes violently, and there was a wooden door in front of him, and he was standing outside a room, and there was a ticking sound on the oil-paper umbrella. Yang Jun was stunned, it turned out that he had been standing at the door of Jiang Yang's house and had never entered at all, but were those just now real?

Yang Jun put down his hand to push the door open, and the closed door seemed to warn him that anyone who tried to break in was not welcome here, otherwise it would be like what he had just felt.

In fact, you don't need to go in to know that Jiang Yang's home is a tomb, and he has lived in such a house for a long time, and he has long been dead with a dead breath, so he will be attracted to the underworld. Glancing at the Lingjing Mirror with an extra crack in his hand, Yang Jun walked back step by step with an oil-paper umbrella, and behind him was Jiang Yang's house, which was beginning to slowly collapse, all of which he ignored.

What Yang Jun wants now is to end this matter immediately.

When he stood in front of the Underworld again, it seemed that the place was starting to change, and the Underworld in the rain seemed to be wrapped in a dead air that was not easy to detect, and the walls that could have been clearly seen became a little blurred.

"This day, it's finally here, Yang Tian, Qingshuang, and Duan are waiting for me." Without the slightest hesitation, Yang Jun pushed open the door of the building in the underworld, and the dim light in the room once again swallowed his figure, and behind him there was also a pair of eyes full of magical colors staring at him, until the door closed again.

It was still so dark, and it was still a strong damp smell, but Yang Jun's mind was extremely firm, and the three rooms on the first floor that he had never explored before. In addition to the one on the side of the stairs that stores human limbs, there are two rooms, and if the lonely old man lives here, then there is another room that must be entered today.

Yang Jun stood in front of a door, gasping for air. The door is like a partition between two worlds, as long as he breaks this partition, he can have what he wants to know, the only difference is probably how he will deal with all the threats, and whether he will survive or die in the end.

Yang Jun stood silently at the door, waiting for the next moment to begin, just as he had chosen to deal with the Dead Man Tree in the first place, but the surging hormones at the beginning had now been replaced by heavy responsibilities. He finally couldn't hold it anymore and reached for the wooden door. To his surprise, the door was pushed open. Yang Jun's whole person was recruited, this door was not closed as expected, as if he knew that he was coming, Yang Jun clearly smelled the cold breath of death.

He saw that this room was looking at him proudly, and smiled silently: "Come on, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

"Since you're waiting for me, then I can't let you down." Yang Jun smiled coldly, resolutely pushed all the doors open, and walked in.

Unexpectedly, the room was no longer a dim room, but a wasteland, and Yang Jun was now standing on the dead branches and leaves all over the ground, making a "click" sound as soon as he stepped on it.

"This" he was almost speechless, such a scene was really unacceptable to him, his heart had been prepared, the room full of corpses, tattered furniture, human bones did not appear. The open space is large, but there is only one thing that stands out to the eye.

A stone tablet erected in front of him told him that it was a lonely grave, and that next to the grave was a tree that had lost all its leaves, stretching its withered branches. It's like a fleshless hand, stretching out towards Yang Jun.

Yang Jun moved his body, he felt a trace of wind sweep across his face, and then there was a pair of dry eyes staring at him.

"Who is it?" Yang Jun's voice was slightly dry.

There was no movement around, just the rustling sound of dead branches and leaves in the wind, and the dead silence without any warning always made people feel palpitations.

Yang Jun slowly approached the lonely tomb, the door behind him had been closed for some time, he slowly squatted down, the tombstone of the tomb was smooth, and there was no half a word engraved on it. There was a white candle on the altar, which looked a bit like the one held in the hand of the lonely old man in terms of thickness and length.

He reached out and groped for a moment on the smooth stone tablet, and the stone felt cold. Suddenly, something furry brushed against his feet, and goosebumps appeared on his back. Yang Jun looked at his feet fiercely, there was nothing, only some blackened dead leaves.

There was still a feeling of discomfort in my heart, and the things I had just wiped over were obviously a few of them like tentacles, and they must have been covered with hair.

"Nima! Who's here, exactly? Yang Jun couldn't help but scold, but there was still a dead silence, and there was no response.

But when he looked up at the tombstone, his heart suddenly felt like he had been beaten by something, and on the tombstone that was originally smooth, there were a few bright red words at this time - Jiang Yang's tomb. Yang Jun's body suddenly fell backwards, and he sat down on the ground, and a pair of eyes appeared on the tombstone—eyes that glowed with green light. His eyes rolled and wandered, and he didn't fix his gaze until he saw Yang Jun.

Yang Jun's heart was furious, how could there be a pair of such eyes on the tombstone. He casually picked up the branch on the ground and stabbed it, regardless of whether the branch in his hand could cause damage to the other party, he only remembered that when he saw his eyes in an instant, he remembered the move of interfering other people's eyes in a fight on TV.

"Click!" The branches were broken, the imaginary blinding of the eyes did not appear, and the tombstone was still a tombstone, but the few crimson words on it did not disappear.

"Ahem, cough, cough" An old voice startled his scalp and tingled again, this place is too weird, and this voice is a little familiar.

A slender figure walked out from behind the earthen bag, he didn't care about the frightened Yang Jun, walked directly to the tombstone, and reached out to pick up the white candle with the thickness of the baby's arm from the altar.

"Lonely old man?" He was really a dead man, and as soon as this thought flashed in Yang Jun's heart, he saw that the arm of the lonely old man was actually covered with green hair. The whole arm looked furry, just like a monkey's arm, and those eyes were also green and piercing Yang Jun's heart.

It was the first time he had seen Uncle Lone's eyes, and it should be said that he hadn't paid attention to Uncle Lone's eyes before. Yang Jun suddenly remembered the pair of eyes on the tombstone just now, isn't that what they are. The breeze blew, mixed with the breath of death, making Yang Jun almost suffocate.

"Classmate, you shouldn't have come here." The lonely old man spoke, his voice was old and cold, and a strange smile could be faintly seen from the corner of his mouth.

"Uncle Lonely, you really aren't a good person." Yang Jun stood up, for some reason, he didn't dare to face those eyes, and he always felt that it looked a little fascinating.

"This is an ownerless and lonely tomb, and only people who are about to die will come here."

A sneer curled up at the corner of Old Uncle Lone's mouth, and a pair of eyes stared directly at Yang Jun: "Since you are here, then you will become the owner of this tomb, and your name will also appear on it." ”

The whole world seemed to fall silent at this moment, only the candle wick in the hand of the lonely old man was "sizzling", and Yang Jun's heart was already full of shock. Only people who are about to die will come here, but it stands to reason that Jiang Yang is dead, how can his name still appear on the tombstone, is it not because of this body??

There was not much time for Yang Jun to think about the answer to this question, and the lonely old man had already walked towards him step by step, he walked very slowly and lightly. Even stepping on the dead branches and leaves, he will not make the slightest sound, and the whole person feels like a ball of air moving towards him.

Of course, Yang Jun would not give him any chance, although it seemed to be an old man in front of him, it was also a dead man living in a tomb, so there was no need to accept mercy. Reaching out and feeling out a yellow talisman paper in his pocket, this was the only thing he had learned from Duan Hou, the ghost exorcism technique, he had never had the opportunity to use it before, this was also the first time, and he didn't have much confidence in his heart.

But there is no other way at the moment, the spirit mirror has already cracked two cracks, if you use it again, I don't know if it will collapse directly.

Yang Jun's mouth was full of thoughts: "Please Quartet gods, exorcise ghosts and evil spirits!" The yellow rune paper was thrown out of his hand, and Yang Jun's eyes widened as he looked at the rune paper that floated by. Seeing that the rune paper was about to stick to the body of the lonely old man, an arm full of green hair stretched out, and grabbed the rune, a wisp of black smoke rose from the palm of his hand, and the rune paper immediately turned into paper ash and fell to the ground.

"Nima, such a pervert." I didn't have much confidence in the first place, but because the exorcism technique didn't work, Yang Jun was already a little flustered, but this body was not his own, and it was somewhat hindered to act.

He once again took out a rune paper from his pocket, but it was indeed purple and black, he had seen Duan Hou use this thing, Yang Jun had been warned, and it would take a lot of mana to activate this talisman. With Yang Jun's half-baked kung fu, there is no way to urge it, and if it doesn't succeed, his life may be in danger.

"It's really rude, you should be gentle with the elderly" A familiar voice sounded behind him, Yang Jun was cold, he obviously saw that the lonely old man was still walking in front of him, how could he suddenly appear behind him.

The lonely old man did walk in front of him, Yang Jun only realized that something was wrong now, he was only three or two meters away from the location of the tomb, how could this lonely old man walk for so long? The only possibility is that he fell into a ghost realm and was confused, and the real lonely old man has come behind him.

He wanted to turn back, but the person behind him obviously didn't give him this chance, a furry hand directly grabbed Yang Jun's neck, and then picked him up like a chicken. Yang Jun was stunned, didn't this lonely old man lean his body, how did he feel that he was being carried by a very tall figure.

"Now that you're here, let's go in and fall asleep. cough cough~" As soon as the lonely old man threw his hand, Yang Jun hit the tombstone with his whole person, and his hands and feet were doing dog-crawling movements in mid-air, but he couldn't stop the result that he was about to hit the tombstone.

As soon as the light dimmed, the color had lost in front of the eyes, and there was only endless black.