"It's the one that doesn't turn bones",

I looked through the dim candlelight, and saw that the monster in front of me was two feet tall, with a broad back and blood-red eyes, which was the one that did not melt bones last night.

It had several broken bones on its body, and its flesh was charred and blackened, which were the scars left by the Golden-winged Pengbird last night.

Its body is also a little smaller, presumably Peng Bird was quite traumatized to it last night, otherwise even if the three of them cooperate tacitly, they would not have thought of subduing it so easily.

"If you don't turn bones to guard here, this place must not be simple",

Lu Hong jumped down from his boneless arm and looked at it, the ground was quite deep, the blue-gray walls on all sides were very thick, closed on three sides, and only there were stone steps connected to a passage directly in front of him.

At his feet was a coffin with the lid lifted, a black wooden coffin that was so large that it almost filled the stone chamber, and the dim candlelight from the passage shone on the side of the coffin.

The lark took out three pieces of rune paper, which were extremely thin and almost transparent, and took out a small box with cinnabar, and wrote the word "hidden" on the rune paper with his hand dipped in cinnabar.

After the talisman paper was pasted on the three of them, their bodies gradually turned into nothingness, and even the candlelight could not reflect their shadows, and when the breath disappeared, they seemed to disappear out of thin air.

"Let's go",

The lark put away the cinnabar box and walked in front, and down the stone steps was connected to the stone steps was a long, narrow passage, and the walls were inlaid with candlesticks, on which candles were lit, and on each candlestick were no more and no less, and three red candles were lit, which were lined up from the stone steps to the front, which looked like some kind of ritual.

On either side of the passage were stone chambers with closed doors, and the three of them stopped as they descended the stone steps, apparently wanting to open them to take a look.

The three of them looked at each other, and the lark nodded, stepped forward and reached out and pressed lightly on the door, forcefully opening a crack.

He moved very slowly, and when the crack in the stone door was revealed, all three of them saw a silk thread.

The three of them all knew that there must be a bell or something tied to this thread, as long as they pushed the door open, pulled the silk thread, and shook the bell, it would definitely startle the snake.

It's secretive, but it's not ingenious.

Especially when you meet a master like the three larks.

The lark's hand pressed on the stone door suddenly worked, and the aura spread along the stone door, and the silk thread and bell were ground into powder without a sound, and he pushed the stone door open.

The stone room was a little dim, and the wall on the right was still inlaid with a candlestick, on which three red candles were still lit, and a coffin was placed in the middle.

Lu Hong stepped forward and investigated it carefully, and then pushed open the lid after confirming that there was nothing unusual about the coffin.

A petite and delicate female corpse appeared in front of him.

She lay quietly in the coffin, with a cloth shirt and skirt, simple hairpins, hair like flowing clouds, although she was no longer lifeless, but her young and immature face was still ruddy, and it seemed that she was just asleep.

In addition, there was nothing special about this female corpse, Skylark and Wuchen just glanced at it and then withdrew their gaze, but Lu Hong showed a look of regret and regret on his face.

"Small Ring ......",

He stretched out his hand, and when he was about to touch her face, he retracted it, and stood there for a long time looking at the girl in the coffin.

Skylark said: "Brother Lu recognizes him?",

Lu Hong nodded and said, "The daughter of the owner of Ke'anju, I have seen her ......",

The Xiaohuan I saw in the Ke'an Ju before was fake, it was just a girl pretended by Ying using the disguise technique, and the real Xiaohuan had already been buried in the mass grave.

He still remembered that a year ago, when he came to this town from Daikatsu Kanto, the little girl who had just reached the pole when he lived in Ke'an Ju poured him wine with a red face, and sometimes she would lie behind the counter and secretly look at him, with a yearning and envious look in her eyes.

She is just an ordinary little girl, and she doesn't have much contact with him, but for Lu Hong, this little girl is the most memorable scenery in this town.

Just like Dugu Jialuo on Jiangnan Road, many times the scenery is still the scenery at that time, and the scenery will not change, but when that person is not there, the scenery is no longer the original scenery.

Lu Hong's fingers finally touched her cheek, caressed her ruddy face, and moved up to pull out the ebony hairpin.

The lark pasted a piece of rune paper on her forehead, and her petite body trembled, and a trace of black qi was incorporated into the rune paper.

"It's the ghoul inside her",

The lark took off the rune paper and put it in the thousand-dollar bag.

Lu Hong nodded, covered the coffin and walked out of the stone room.

A few more stone chambers were opened, and the inside was an ebony coffin, which contained the corpses of the townspeople, possessed by ghouls, and the larks sucked out the ghouls one by one.

Compared to Buddha Qi, he seems to be the real ghoul nemesis.

At the end of the passage are three corridors, straight, almost identical.

The dim candlelight in the hallway reflected shadows, and two black shadows floated like ghosts in front of the hallway.

Dressed in black and with no face, there were only two phosphorous fires flickering under the black cloth hats, and each of them had three pieces of rune paper pasted on them, one black, with a hidden demonic aura, one white, with no air above it, and one red, with a pattern like a burning cloud drawn with dansha in the middle.

The three black shadows actually stopped for a moment when they floated to the end of the passage, and when they turned their heads to look here, two ghostly fires flickered and disappeared.

They had no faces, not even bodies, and seemed to be just disembodied ghosts.

Lu Hong and the three of them were immediately vigilant, holding their breath and sticking to the wall motionless.

The three ghosts looked at it for a moment, didn't seem to notice anything unusual, shook their heads, and floated over.

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and Wuchen lowered his voice and said: "Brother Dao, it seems that I have met a master who is as proficient in ghost art as you, and the rune paper on their bodies is ......."

The lark nodded and said, "One of the runes on these three ghouls is a heart talisman, what these ghouls can see, their sorcerers can also see, one is a line talisman, which is used to connect all the patrolling ghouls here, and the other is a self-detonation talisman, the self-detonation talisman drawn by Dansha is extremely powerful, and I can't think of retreating with our cultivation."

"These disembodied ghouls are weak, but it becomes tricky to attach these three talismans",

Lu Hong nodded and said, "The one who labeled these three talismans on them should be the master here, it seems that he is not an easy person to deal with."

Skylark said: "It's really not, but fortunately we are not easy to deal with",

Wuchen smiled and said, "There are three corridors here, exactly the same corridor, but only one can find that person, but I don't know which one?",

"There are patrolling ghouls in every corridor, if you look for them one by one, it is extremely risky, with our cultivation, we can do it with our whole body, but if so, this trip will be in vain."

Lu Hong's head said: "Yes, I can't tell the difference, I don't know if my brother has a way?"

The lark glanced at him with a smile and said, "I do have a way, but I want to borrow something from Brother Lu."