Lu Hong and the three of them had already smelled the smell of blood behind the iron gate, and although the blood shadow came quickly, the reaction of the three of them was as fast as lightning. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Wuchen reached out and grabbed the man's neck, and at the same time, Lu Hong's fingers pointed at his heart, and the lark's five fingers bent over his skull;

Lu Hong and Skylark hurriedly withdrew their hands, Wuchen took a step back and dragged this person out of the door, and the three of them found that this person was already dying; he was covered in blood, his left arm and right leg were gone, and the blood on his body did not know whether it was someone else's or his own.

"His hands and feet were torn off",

When they saw the wounds on his hands and feet, the lark and Lu Hong both frowned, and there were still green tendons hanging on the stained wounds, if they were cut off by swords and other sharp objects, they would never look like this, only if they were forced to pull their hands down and teach them to cause such wounds.

Before the three of them had a chance to ask questions, the man sneered and gave up, Fang Cai's sneak attack was already his last strength.

Although he was dead, Wuchen still habitually broke his neck and threw him to the ground, and pushed the rusty iron door with both hands with a screeching sound.

Behind the iron gate, a hellish scene came into view.

There was blood everywhere, mutilated limbs and broken arms, wails everywhere, people who were not yet dead crawling and wriggling in pain on the ground, there were many prison carts and cages here as in the previous village, most of the middle-aged men and babies in the cages had been disemboweled, and their brains had been drained, and a headless corpse knelt on its knees next to the dilapidated house in front of it, and when someone entered, three men with their hands and feet torn off next to the headless corpse struggled to protect the headless corpse.

"What's going on here, and what kind of church are you?",

The lark grabbed one of them and asked, but instead of answering, the man cracked his mouth and smiled horribly.

His mouth was toothless and his tongue was gone, and his fingers had been torn off.

And the dozens of people here are all like this.

Lu Hongdao: "Someone deliberately wants to torture them",

The man brutally tore off their hands and feet, cut off their tongues, smashed their teeth, and severed their fingers, apparently leaving them unable to divulge their secrets and tormenting them to death, a method that even onlookers found horrible.

The lark nodded, looking around with a pensive look.

Knowing that he couldn't get any information from them, Wuchen stepped forward, and he broke his neck on everything that was not dead; although he was a monk, he was ruthless and had no Buddhist compassion at all.

After killing people, he squatted down and searched each corpse, found a few signs, glanced at them, and said: "People from the corpse hall and the blood hall",

He took off the clothes of several corpses, checked the marks on their bodies, and said, "The corpse hall has the most people, followed by the blood hall, and there are no people in the poison hall."

Lu Hong nodded and walked to the headless corpse, this headless corpse in a yellow brocade robe died worse than the others, his head was pulled out alive, his two arms were twisted into several pieces, and his feet were nailed to the ground from his knees in a bent knee.

His killers clearly resented him.

But although this person is dead, the residual aura on his body is already extremely powerful.

"In the late stage of the dragon, there is only one step away from the transformation realm",

Lu Hongdao, squatted down and took off the small bronze medal he tied to his waist, his eyes changed when he saw the words on it, and he shook his head and said: "It's a pity, he is the master of the corpse hall."

Handing the small bronze medal to the lark, he saw the word "Zun" on the front and the word "corpse" on the back.

The bronze plaque of the ordinary disciples of the Xuan Ghost Sect only has the word "corpse" on the back, and there is no word on the front, only the token of the master of the hall is engraved with the word "respect" on the front, no matter which sect or sect the disciples will never make a mistake on the token.

Seeing that he didn't have a Qianyuan bag, Lu Hong thought about it and reached out to touch him in his arms, and sure enough, as soon as he reached in, he came across a hard thing, and when he took it out, it was a bulging oilcloth package;

Lu Hong was puzzled and said, "Brother Dao, Brother Yan, have you ever heard of this ghoul Dafa of the Xuan Ghost Sect?"

He flipped through it and handed the book to Skylark and Wuchen, and the two of them looked at it for a while, and Skylark shook his head and said, "I have only heard of the secret record of the five beetles of the Xuangui Sect, but this ghoul Dafa is the first time I have heard of it."

"Ghoul Dafa...",

Dustless groaned.

Both of them looked at him, but he finally shook his head and said, "This ghoul Dafa is a Taoist cultivation method, which is completely different from my Buddhism."

Lu Hong smiled and said: "I also feel puzzled, this ghoul Dafa is obviously an evil skill, but there are many Taoist cultivation methods in it, such as Bigu, Qi refining, etc., but the part about refining corpses is similar to the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa in the Holy Fire Sect's "Demon Heart Jian"."

The lark frowned and said: "This ghoul Dafa is more clever than the Heavenly Demon Disintegration Dafa",

And here, even with the wisdom of Lu Hong and the three of them, they only feel that everything is incomprehensible.

At this moment, a baby's cry sounded from the room, and the three of them were stunned, but they didn't expect that there would be a baby to survive here.

The three of them followed the sound and pushed open the door of the third room on the left, and as soon as they entered, they were puzzled, although this room was empty but very neat and clean, and there was a coffin in the corner, and the baby was wrapped in a quilt on the lid of the coffin and wept incessantly.

Lu Hong stepped forward and leaned over to take a look, the baby's skin was delicate, his appearance was cute, and there was a milky fragrance on his body, which made people want to hug him and kiss him on the cheek.

Wuchen has never had much compassion, but when he saw this baby, he also showed a smile of flowers.

Lu Hong glanced back at him and said with a smile: "Brother Yan finally has the appearance of a monk."

Picking up the baby, I saw a piece of bread hanging from his neck, and I got closer to see that there were still undried tears on my forehead.

As soon as they saw this tear stain, the hearts of the three of them moved, no matter how much the baby cried, the tears would not flow to the forehead, and the demon here loved to practice with boys and girls, obviously not crying at the baby, let alone hanging a piece of cake around the baby's neck.

"The man hasn't gone far yet, chase after him",

The three of them reacted almost at the same time and ran out of the house, Lu Hong finally came out of the house, he thought about it for a while and finally decided to take the baby.

The lark took the Bagua Mirror and Sinan again, and used the technique of the immortals to guide the way, but this time the pointer on Sinan was restless, rotating rapidly, and there was no sign of stopping after dozens of turns, and the lark's face changed greatly.

"This is .....",

Both Lu Hong and Wuchen felt the uneasiness in his heart.

The lark said with a calm face: "That person's Dao skills are much higher than mine, and my immortal path is useless to him."

With the ability of a lark, Lu Hong and Wuchen couldn't help but glance at each other, thinking that they were afraid that they would meet a big enemy this time.