Early in the morning, several people met at the entrance of the village, Xu Qian said that he remembered the way to the fairy temple, and everyone followed him towards the fairy temple.

"Your injuries are getting better."

Xie Shasha and Xu Qian walked side by side, with Ling Xun and Shen Yingxing behind them.

Xu Qian exposed the wound on his arm, "I have been medicated yesterday, and it is much better." ”

The system's repair medicine was still quite effective, and it was only the next day, Xu Qian's wound had already scabbed.

"What happened to you yesterday when we went down to the sinkhole, and why did you get hurt?"

Xie Shasha asked, this is the reason why she suddenly approached Xu Qiantao.

"Yesterday ......" Xu Qian hesitated, his expression flickered, avoiding Xie Shasha's gaze.

"What happened yesterday." Xie Shasha asked.

Xu Qian said helplessly, "After you went down yesterday, I was alone on it, and the tower suddenly moved, so I swept the tower off the platform and rolled to the foot of the mountain." ”

"Is that all?" Xie Shasha was a little distrustful, but Xu Qian did not disclose more information.

"Of course that's it, I just felt a little ashamed to not say it."

Xu Qian spread his hands and said with great certainty.

Seeing that she really couldn't ask for a lot of useful information, Xie Shasha could only give up.

After walking in silence for more than an hour, the suspension bridge appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The suspension bridge was still shaky, and the mountain wind was blowing, and the shaking action was even greater.

"Let's walk over there."

Shen Yingxing took the lead in walking up, Ling Xun followed, and the other two also went up.

The four of them crossed the suspension bridge safely, and nothing strange happened, and it was not like words.

"That's it?"

Xie Shasha was still a little incredulous, she still remembered the first time she crossed the suspension bridge, when the wind was fierce, Wen Min fell from it.

"Entering the temple, everyone's split up."

Shen Yingxing pushed open the door, and the center was still the fairy statue, the statue was lifelike, and it looked as if it was about to come to life.

"Is this the statue we saw that day?"

Xie Shasha stared at the fairy statue suspiciously, the statue I saw last time, I felt that the carving process was very rough, and the paint had fallen off in some places.

But today's statues, the craftsmanship is so lifelike that it even gives the illusion that it is going to come to life.

"She's growing, and when she's completely out of this shell, it's time for us to die, there's not much time, everyone looks around, and you must pay more attention to it."

Shen Yingxing left the hall quickly, she planned to go to the mural again to find out.

It's the fifth day of the dungeon, but she doesn't have a clue, the truth hidden in the deserted village is really only that simple.

The bones in the sinkhole, there are men and women, and the women who sacrificed were buried in the sky, and who proposed such a cruel sacrifice, this is clearly Gu refining.

Suffering such treatment in front of her, every woman who dies will be extremely resentful, resentment is the source of the power of these powerful ghosts, the more miserable and resentful the ghosts, the stronger the strength.

What's more, their bones are still piled up after death, and the resentment is condensed like substance, just thinking about it can tell how powerful this powerful ghost is.

Thanks to this fairy temple to suppress her, her resentment condensed and was sealed in the fairy statue, but the seal didn't last long.

The statue is getting closer and closer to people, and the flesh and blood on the third floor of the hall are all used to feed the fairy statue, and when she breaks the seal of the fairy statue, everyone will die.

This kind of sign couldn't help but remind Shen Yingxing of Mrs. Zhou in the Red Moon Copy, she was also like being raised by Gu.

What is the meaning of the existence of these dungeons, all the ghosts are fed by people like Gu worms, and who will harvest them when they are fattened.

Shen Yingxing walked into the main hall in deep thought, and walked straight towards the third floor, where she was pushed down by a pair of hands.

She now wants to find the owner of those hands, and she has a hunch that the owner of those hands will know a lot of truths.

On the third floor, the bones on the ground seemed to have been cleaned up, and only some scraps of minced meat remained.

Shen Yingxing walked up to the third floor, the third floor was not big, there were no statues, and there were dark red blood stains on the ground.

Walking around the third floor, I didn't find anything, and the yin qi in it was very light, even so faint that it was negligible.

Shen Yingxing thought about it, she took out a knife and cut open her palm, and blood suddenly appeared in her palm.

The blood exudes an alluring sweet scent, and the woman hidden in the darkness finally appears.

This woman Shen Yingxing has seen, or rather seen on the mural, the second of the mural, the only woman with a face, is standing in front of her now.

The woman has been dead for a long time, and the dress she wears is at least a few hundred years old.

"What are you tempting me out for, I saved you last time, you shouldn't have come here again."

The woman shook her head disapprovingly, and looked at Shen Yingxing's eyes full of hatred.

"I'm here to find the truth, and I want to know what the cause of all this is."

Shen Yingxing took out the gold sore medicine bought in the system mall, poured the powder into his palm, and the wound was healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The woman stared at Shen Yingxing intently, "You come with me first, this is not the place to talk." ”

There is a small secret door in the innermost part of the third floor, which is impossible to see without looking closely.

The woman pushed open the secret door, and Shen Yingxing followed her in, and in the secret door was a small room, so small that there was only one bed, two stools and a table, and no other things could be placed.

"Have you ever seen those murals?"

"I've seen it, but it's half-true, and I don't really believe in the murals painted by the ghosts."

One person and one ghost sat on the stool face to face, and Shen Yingxing put his backpack on the table.

"It's right not to believe it, those murals have tampered with the original truth."

"You know what this urn and this skull does."

Shen Yingxing took out the urn and skull from the backpack, and the woman took the skull and rubbed it lovingly.

"This is my skull, I was the first person to enter the sinkhole, and I was the first person to be buried in the sky, and my body was thrown into the sinkhole after I died, to appease the resentment of anyone inside."

"Where's this urn?" Shen Yingxing pointed to the urn on the table.

"I don't know about this thing, I'm too weak to be trapped here all the time, only those who come here occasionally, I'll show up to save them, and I don't know anything else."

The woman smiled apologetically, rubbing her fingertips against the skull in her hand, she gathered her thoughts for a moment, and then spoke slowly.