These kneeling people all have exaggerated expressions on their faces, such as laughing, laughing until the corners of their mouths are torn, and you can see the scarlet flesh inside, such as licking their lips with lustful eyes, and their tongues are almost all pulled out and pasted on their lips.

The strangest thing is that it is still the clothes on their bodies.

These people, some of whom are dressed in wide Confucian robes, some in coats and vests, and some who are wearing T-shirts, from ancient times to the present day, have everything, which gives people a very strange feeling.

"Uncle, what's going on?"

I wasn't the only one who was confused, and Liu Ling quickly asked like a cannon, "Are these people living or puppets?" How do they wear anything? What do we do, go straight ahead? ”

"Shut up!"

Mr. Mover said in a hoarse voice, and replied in a very rare way.

Liu Ling was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Mr. Mover to slap him.

I was also stunned for a moment, along the way, Liu Ling Tong has been chattering, no one has said him once, and Mr. Moving the Rudder has endured him all the way.

Even if Liu Ling Tongzi questioned directly, Mr. Moving the Rudder was only black-faced, and he didn't scare.

This time, it can be said that it is very normal for Liu Ling Tongzi to ask, even if he doesn't ask, I will ask, but I didn't expect that Mr. Moving the Rudder turned out to be popular.

"Hehe, okay, I'll shut up!"

Liu Ling Tongzi reacted quickly, laughed twice in a weird way, and retreated without saying a word.

Mr. Mover didn't care, but looked vigilantly at these people who were kneeling on both sides of the hall, enjoying the song and dance.

While he is observing, we are also observing.

There was light in the main hall.

The light was provided by the arm-thick candles that were placed around the main hall.

By candlelight, we can see the situation of the main hall clearly.

I counted the number of people kneeling on both sides of the main hall, a total of thirty-six, plus the two dancing people in the middle of the main hall and the man in the right seat, there were thirty-nine people in this main hall.

Compared to these people who don't know if it's a puppet or a corpse, I think it's still the big hall full of coffins before, which is steady.

And the biggest difference between the two halls is not the coffin, nor the people, but that this hall has an exit.

The previous hall, there was no exit, we came out of the tunnel under the coffin, this hall is different, you can see through the light, the innermost part of the hall on the left and right sides, there is a door each.

Those two doors should be the exit.

"Humph!"

As I was observing, Mr. Mover suddenly snorted coldly, raised his knife forward, and slashed at the man closest to us.

The man was located on the left side of the main hall, wearing a melon skin hat on his head and a vest coat on his body, dressed like the late Qing Dynasty and the early Republic of China.

In the face of the knife chopped by Mr. Mover, this person did not dodge or dodge, the facial features on his face were wrinkled together, and he still maintained a bitter or sour expression.

Burst!

Mr. Mover had no intention of slowing down, and with a slash, there was a muffled sound, and the man's head fell to the ground and rolled twice.

"Hey, his face has changed!"

The willow spirit boy let out a suspicious sigh and pointed at the tumbling head.

I saw that the face that was originally wrinkled together, with this knife, relaxed, revealing its original face.

If he hadn't been beheaded and hadn't been wrinkled together, the owner of this face would have been a middle-aged handsome guy.

When the face returned to normal, the eyes rolled and the mouth clicked, as if they didn't realize what was happening!

Looking at the corpse again, after the head was gone, the bare neck, whether it was white bones, red flesh, or fascia inside, all could be seen clearly.

The human tissues, as if coated with glue, were all glued together without any change, giving the first impression that this was most likely a dummy made of rubber and other materials.

But as the face returned to normal, the wound on the man's neck also changed, as if the glue applied to it had melted away.

"What the is going on?"

Liu Ling Tongzi couldn't hold back and asked.

As soon as his words fell, a stream of blood spurted out from the broken part of his neck.

"it!"

I frowned and took a step back.

"Chirp!"

At this time, the monkey stretched out his paws, pointed at the second person on the right side of the main hall, and called out in warning.

We looked in the direction it was pointing and found that the man's face, although not recovered, his eyes were turning.

It feels like the face is just a mask, and behind the mask, there's a face.

"Chirp!"

As soon as we turned our gaze, the monkey warned again, paws raised, and changed directions.

Mr. Shifter's knife seemed to have a chain reaction.