It seems that there is only one trip to find a sect with rich inheritance in this area.

Thinking of the HRE Mansion, Lin Xin had some guesses in his heart.

If the sect of the underworld is really related to the human realm, then what about the Yuan Dou Demon Sect and the Pine Forest Sword Sect?

Thinking about it, his thoughts suddenly diverged.

Yuan Qiuque and Huang Yuerong broke through the boundary together, and they must have come to the human world, but he has secretly investigated in many ways over the years, but he still hasn't found any traces.

Either the human realm is too big, and the place where they are located is too far away. Either that, or a makeover, a bad reputation.

"If I can find Yuan Daxia, I may be able to answer a lot of things I want to know. For example, the House of the Divine Empire, such as the evil god of Shagura"

Suddenly, he felt that something was wrong.

Looking up, I don't know when the inside and outside of the study have become silent.

The reddish sunlight filtered in through the window and fell on the floor, illuminating the entire study in red.

There are no patrols that usually pass by outside.

Not only that, but the sound of birds that could be heard outside the connection boundary was also quiet.

I remembered the dead air that hung over the maid's head just now.

Lin Xin's face was calm, he slowly put down the book and stood up.

He pushed open the door to the study, and the wooden hallway outside was empty, where maids were supposed to be on standby at all times.

But now there is no one.

Gently walked out of the corridor and came to the living room, where there was no one in the living room on the second floor.

Yuan Wanqing went out for an outing, and it was not normal, but there were originally guards here at any time, and none of them were seen at this time.

Lin Xin squinted his eyes and gestured casually.

This is the code to summon the Secret Guard.

The Lin family's clan also secretly used various means to cultivate a group of top dead soldiers above the fifty layers of the Ben Thunder Sword, collectively known as the Secret Guard.

This group of people is made by using evil qi, drugs and other secret methods, and their lifespan is only half that of ordinary people, and after breaking through the fifty layers, they also exhaust their potential and cannot advance an inch.

But even so, it is also an extremely terrifying and powerful force.

After Lin Yaoyang ascended the throne, he also arranged two people for Lin Xin, who were the two who would follow and protect him at any time.

The gesture was played, the same, without the slightest reaction.

The Dark Guard was nowhere to be seen.

Lin Xin looked around, and suddenly his pupils shrank, and he noticed a detail.

In the living room, the bewitching sunset outside seemed to be close at hand, from the size of a basin to a huge disc more than ten meters in size.

It's as if you can reach the sunset at any time as soon as you walk to the window.

The red light almost enveloped the entire living room, quiet, eerie, and without a trace of life.

"Anyone?"

Lin Xin whispered.

No one responded.

"Uncle Duan?" he called again.

Still no one answered. Even the maid who had just gone out didn't know where she had gone.

The bewitching red light fell on the floor, shining on the instep of one of his feet, but there was not the slightest temperature.

Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and walked towards the stairs.

Peal pedal, pedal, pedal

The sound of crisp footsteps echoed throughout the attic, and the echoes kept vibrating, as if he was the only one in the entire building.

Going down to the first floor, there was no one in the living room, and the maids, guards, and secret guards were all gone.

Lin Xin stood in the middle and looked left and right.

"West Asia"

Suddenly, a small voice came from the depths of the room on the first floor.

The voice was soft, subtle, like whispering. But the strange thing is that it was obviously a tone that he didn't want people to hear, but the voice was clearly and abnormally transmitted to Lin Xin's ears.

"Who. ”

Lin Xin asked in a low voice.

No one answered.

He raised his right hand slightly, his eyes faintly fierce.

"Thethani Caracal"

The voice came out again.

This time, Lin Xin heard it clearly, and it came from a room next to the bedroom on the first floor.

There was always a room in the attic, a strange room.

This is what Lin Yaoyang told him.

That room can only be found at a certain time, to the right of the master bedroom.

But Lin Xin clearly remembered that on the right side of the master bedroom on the first floor, there was a garden in an open space outside, and there was nothing, how could there be a room.

"As everyone knows, there are a total of eleven rooms in the entire attic. But no one else knew but me that the attic actually had twelve rooms. ”

Lin Yaoyang once told Lin Xin about this, but he didn't find it after looking for a while, so he just listened to it as a story.

"The Twelfth Room"

Lin Xin walked in along the corridor leading to the bedroom on the first floor, and at the end was the master bedroom where Yuan Wanqing and Lin Hao lived.

It was supposed to be a straight corridor without any corners.

But at this time, Lin Xin stood in front of the door and looked to the right.

I don't know when there was an extra dilapidated dusty hallway on the right side of the bedroom.

It was a hallway he had never seen before.

In this life, when he was a child, he often came to find Yuan Wanqing, but he never saw a corridor to the right of the master bedroom.

It had always been a closed wall, and outside was a small garden, empty and there could be no corridors.

But the scene in front of him shocked his heart.

In the corridor in front of me, the red light of the setting sun is reflected from the side, and everything looks old and quiet.

After a pause, Lin Xin turned around lightly and took a step towards the corridor.

The boots creaked against the floor. And leave a clear footprint.

"Maybe I've been thinking wrong"

Lin Xin suddenly whispered inexplicably.

He strode down the hallway.

Bang bang bang

The sound of clear footsteps accompanied by the creaking of wooden planks in the corridor completely exposed Lin Xin's position.

It also seems that there is no one around.

Walking slowly through the hallway, in front of it was a wooden door to a room with a blank wooden sign hanging from it.

The plaques are made of fine white oak and you can see the clear and fresh grain of the trees.

Lin Xin stretched out his hand and gently pushed open the door, and inside was a small hall that was not big or small.

Entering the small hall, Lin Xin looked around, and his gaze quickly stopped at the rightmost position against the wall.

There is an idol of the deity enshrined there.

A very strange idol.

A dark golden baby, covered in stitches and stitches, with a hideous complexion, blood coming out of both eyes and mouth.

From a distance, it looks like a baby being torn and then sewn up with a needle and thread. And the body is still a little swollen, and the eyes are wide open, and it looks like it's alive.

"Sure enough. Lin Xin looked at the baby god statue with a calm face. "Sure enough, I guessed wrong. ”

The so-called secret blood is not sealed in the human body at all. What the Lin family has passed down from generation to generation is not something that seals the evil gods.

The real evil god has always been sealed on the land of Akishi.

"Siasa," the voice rang in his ears again.

Lin Xin frowned. His eyes were fixed on the idol.

"Are you looking for me?"

The baby idol suddenly spoke.

His bleeding eyes rolled his eyeballs, and then his pupils stared at Lin Xin, obviously expressionless, but he gave people a smirk.

"It's not that I'm looking for you, it's that you want me to come. ”

Lin Xin replied in a low voice.

"Who are you?"

This time he asked in a ghostly language.

Even in ancient times, ghost language was a relatively common language.

"I'm Siasa, Nicaraca, Dinosaurus, Brontosaurus, Ashedia," the baby said his name aloud, and the space around him began to slowly vibrate with his voice.

After speaking dozens of syllables, he slowly stopped.

"These are my short names, you can also simplify it and call me Sia. The idol baby finally whispered.

"Xia Xia, what are you bringing me here for?" Lin Xin was unmoved on the surface, but he had already mentioned it in his heart.

Just now, the other party should have said part of his god name, which is equivalent to being engraved in the universe and conforming to part of the rules of nature.

Just chanting will cause the corresponding rules to vibrate.

Even if he achieved the Holy Body, he had not reached such a level, and it was obvious that the other party was a more powerful existence than him.

"My compatriots are calling me. Sia smiled sinisterly, "So I responded." And then"

He paused.

"You're coming"

"Your compatriots, with all due respect, I don't know much of your people. Lin Xin frowned.

"No, no, no," the idol baby shook his head slightly, and he staggered out of the urn.

It fell to the ground with a snap, and suddenly splashed a pool of dark red blood.

But he didn't care at all, just continued to stagger towards Lin Xin.

One step at a time, slowly but with a clear goal.

His body was the size of a puppy, crawling all the way, dragging a long trail of blood on the ground.

"The universe is equal, I responded. So, you're here" Xia Xia climbed all the way to Lin Xin's feet and looked up at him.

"I don't understand what you mean. Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and did not avoid the other party in the slightest.

If it were someone else, I am afraid that I would have been scared into a mental disorder and frantically wanted to escape.

But he is different, even if he is facing a mysterious evil god who has survived since the primeval period, and may even be a powerful existence among the evil gods.

But Lin Xin also has his own pride.

He struggled frantically for so long, on the edge of life and death, tortured, and finally achieved the name of Nandi, naturally it is not something that can be knocked down by fear.

The idol baby grinned.

"Are you looking for a gap in promotion?

"What are you talking about, your compatriots, who are you referring to?" Lin Xin asked directly. He doesn't like this kind of pantomime dialogue.

"I can't tell you his name. Because just the association that arises when he mentions it will make him aware of the existence of you and me," Sia whispered. "I can only tell you that what you want to seek, what you want to break free, is my people. ”

"You mean Youfu?" Lin Xin's eyes narrowed.

"Youfu?" Sia was stunned for a moment, then quickly laughed. "You mean the vortex that relies on the soul to get the life of the world?"

"Isn't it?" Lin Xin lowered his head and looked directly at the other party.

"No, no, no, no," Sia shook her head, "it's just a whirlpool, it's a tool, that's all." ”

He hugged Lin Xin's trouser leg, and then slowly began to climb up.

His body left clear dark red blood on Lin Xin's pants, and this blood water also emitted some kind of strange stench, like rotting flesh.

"The secluded mansion you see is just a living whirlpool, it is a rule. It's the instinctive rules that devour everything. Xia climbed to Lin Xin's chest before stopping, and he used his stitched head to get close to Lin Xin's face until the two of them were almost nose to nose.

"You have the breath of soul power in you, maybe I can give you guidance, give you what you need, and guide you to break the shackles"

"What do I need to give?" Lin Xin asked lightly. (To be continued.) )