"Die!"

After the head of Mr. Mover Crossed, Liu Ling Tongzi slapped his palm on the cave wall on the left-hand side.

"Ahh

A scream rang out.

"Solved!"

The willow spirit boy turned around and clapped his hands dissipated.

"Ozawa, what's going on?" Chu Siyu asked.

"Sister Xiaoyu, it's not a big deal, a little resentful soul has been killed by me!" Liu Ling Tong grinned, then sniffed and said, "Why do I smell that corpse smell again, that piece of corpse cloth won't still think about us, right?" ”

Liu Ling Tong slowly turned around and stared ahead vigilantly.

In the blood light, I couldn't see anything clearly.

At this time, the headlamp does not shine too far.

"Don't worry so much, let's go!"

Mr. Mover said coldly.

"Just know how to urge!"

Liu Ling Tongzi muttered dissatisfiedly, but still led the way in front.

After walking for a while, I sniffled, looked back at the monkey standing on Ba Hongyu's shoulder, and asked, "Little monkey, do you smell a smell of blood?" ”

"Chirp!"

The monkey nodded.

"Smelled!" Ba Hongyu translated.

This time, in fact, I can understand it without Lao Ba's translation.

I'm curious about why the little monkey didn't warn and remind this time.

"Chirp!"

As if reading my eyes, the monkey barked twice.

"Xiaoyan said that she didn't smell anything else except the smell of blood, which was normal!" Ba Hongyu translated.

"That's it!"

I turned my head and frowned.

In any case, the smell of blood is not a good sign.

"Brother-in-law, look at the side!"

At this moment, Liu Lingtong, who was leading the way in front, paused and said, "Next!" ”

Before I could finish speaking, I saw a flash of light flickering in the air, and the thing threw the headlamp back.

I caught the headlamp and looked sideways as he said, pointing the headlamp to the side and spotting the problem.

The walls of the cave were oozing blood.

The speed of blood oozing is not fast, it is a bit like a resurgence day, and the crystal blood beads condense on the cave wall, exuding a faint smell of blood.

"See?" Liu Ling asked.

"See!" I replied.

"Keep going!" The willow spirit boy stretched his tone and stepped forward again.

On the road this time, I consciously aimed my headlamps at the cave walls on both sides, and I found that not only did I just see that one piece of the wall showed signs of bleeding, but all the cave walls were oozing blood.

I suddenly remembered what Mr. Mover had just said.

I reached out and wiped a few drops of blood on the cave wall.

The first thing I felt when I started with the blood beads was a chill, and the evil qi contained in these blood beads was very heavy.

I thought about it, twisted it with my fingers, and sniffed it on the tip of my nose.

In terms of viscosity, these blood beads are not as viscous as real blood, but somewhat similar to water droplets.

There is also the taste, the taste of these blood beads is not as strong as real blood, but much lighter.

After a few twists on my hand, the beads of blood dried up, and there was not a trace of blood left on my hand.

"It's not blood, it's a sign that the anger is too strong!"

I immediately understood the meaning of these blood beads, and I also understood the meaning of the bloody acupuncture point in Mr. Mover's mouth!

Mr. Mover has aroused the resentment of this mountain, and he wants to use the resentment accumulated by this mountain over the years to deal with Huang Feng.

Perhaps from the moment we entered the belly of this mountain, Mr. Shifter had a countermeasure to deal with Huang Feng.

And a kind of immortal family and people in the Xuanmen in that death prison may be the key.

I looked up at Mr. Mover in front of me, and I didn't know what to say for a moment.

I only know one thing, Huang Feng wants to win this time, but I'm afraid it won't be so easy.

"Damn, what the hell!"

At this moment, the voice of Liu Ling Tongzi came from the front.

Don't think about it, you must have hit another obstacle.

I stood on tiptoe and looked forward, and saw that the willow spirit boy was rapidly retreating.

This cargo was too jumpy, and it was not a normal way to lead the way in front, but to run one by one, and the distance between it and the team was about ten meters.

Upon spotting the problem, he quickly stepped back and moved out of the way, allowing us to see what was ahead.

Stopping in the way was a wooden man.

This wooden figure is somewhat similar to the scarecrow used in the countryside to guard against birds.

The wooden man has no legs, only a stick that extends from his abdomen, which is supported on the ground.

It also had no hands, and two sticks extended from its shoulders, straight and propped up on the walls of the cave on either side.

The only thing that is complete is the face, the face of this wooden man, which is very strangely painted, a bit like a paper man, and wears a melon skin hat on his head.

In addition to these, the wooden man also wore a small red waistcoat.

"Uncle, what is this?"

After coming back, Liu Ling Boy climbed to the top of the cave in three or two clicks, pointed to the wooden man, and looked at Mr. Mover with a puzzled expression.

"Uncle, let me tell you, I look at this thing, and from him, I feel a dangerous aura, more dangerous than that corpse cloth!"

Without waiting for Mr. Mover to answer, Liu Ling said again.