I remember very well that when I first came here, I carefully inspected the room.

I'm pretty sure there's nothing in there.

Walls are even more unlikely to be a problem.

But when I go out for a few days and come back, there is a mezzanine on the wall?

Looks like someone took advantage of my absence to do something here.

Now I'm good, but I'm still careful not to capsize in the gutter.

So, I hid in an unobtrusive corner and took out a wisp of soul.

I took control of the soul and walked over to the wall.

I closed my eyes, and my whole consciousness was focused on that wisp of soul.

Then, I reached out and tore it.

There was a stabbing sound, and a large piece of wall skin was torn off.

The wall below suddenly revealed.

When I looked at the wall, I was startled.

There is a very scary mural painted on the wall.

It's a hellish picture.

The picture is full of demons and monsters, these demons and demons are suffering in hell, and at the same time, they want to kill and eat people again.

The most important thing is that these demons all have a face exactly like mine.

I look at this picture, as if I am looking at countless me, who have entered the demon path and are suffering in hell.

Suddenly, all the demons in the picture raised their heads and stared at me with red eyes.

"Come in. Come in. ”

These demons began to seduce me with strange voices.

The sound entered my ears, and I felt like my mind was blurring.

I couldn't help but walk towards the wall.

And the ghosts in the walls all stretched out their hands, as if to pull me.

Luckily, when I was about to walk in, I was refreshed.

I took a step back, watching the demons warily.

The demons laughed hideously: "What? Won't you come? ”

"We're obviously the same kind, are you starting to dislike us?"

I said faintly, "Who painted you on the wall?" You're not me. ”

"You're just using the same face as mine to confuse me."

Suddenly, these terrible ghosts turned into a thousand strange appearances, each of which was ugly.

They sneered, and they came out of the wall before wrapping themselves around me.

They have turned into hundreds of demons to tear my soul to pieces.

I let out a cry of rage, and my soul immediately returned to my body.

Then I drew my peachwood sword and began to slay the demons.

The strength of these demons is not very good, even when I first arrived in Lingzhou, I could easily kill them.

And my strength has increased dramatically now, and it is no longer a problem to kill them.

Their only trouble is more.

There are too many of them.

I estimate two or three hundred.

But it doesn't matter, I can basically kill one of them in a second or two.

Ten minutes later, these demons had almost been killed by me.

I let out a sigh of relief and subconsciously looked over the wall.

I saw countless ghosts on the wall.

I was shocked.

If this terrible ghost keeps popping up, I'm tired to death today.

I turned to leave.

As a result, the demons quickly took over the gate, surrounding me in the center.

I scolded, carrying the peachwood sword and intending to fight my way out.

But while I was killing, there was a steady stream of ghosts popping up.

These lonely souls and wild ghosts can't be killed at all.

Am I going to capsize in the gutter today?

So many winds and waves have come over, and you are going to die here in the end?

I was killing these demons while thinking quickly.

While I still have the strength to do so, I have to think of a way to break the game.

My eyes fell on the mural.

An ordinary mural could not possibly hold so many evil spirits.

There is only one possibility, and the mural is some kind of passage that connects a place full of evil spirits.

In this way, the answer is coming.

It's the.

There are only so many evil spirits in the underworld.

It seems that I killed the judge and killed the yincha, and although I suppressed the yin, they did not intend to let me go.

These inconsistencies are very jealous of me, and they dare not duel me face to face.

So they set a trap here to consume me with the demons of hell.

Even if I were to show my might today and kill all the demons here, it would be useless.

When the time comes, I'll be exhausted, and maybe I'll have a bad deal to pick up the bargain.

No, I have to find a way to solve the problem at the source.

I touched my body, intending to throw a handful of cinnabar at the picture, and push off the demons first, so that I could catch my breath.

But when I looked around like this, I found that when I first entered the door, I had put cinnabar on the table.

It's really a house leak that happened to rain overnight.

I struggled to move towards the table.

As soon as I moved, the demons seemed to have guessed my purpose at once.

Soon, a large number of demons rushed towards the table.

They surrounded the table three layers inside and three layers outside, and I couldn't get any way to get close.

Just then, with a bang, the door was opened.

Someone outside said, "Is Doctor Fu coming back?" I see there's movement here, isn't it...... it! ”

The people who came in were obviously aware that there was something spooky and that something was going on.

I shouted at the man, "Is it Fu Changshe?" I know your voice. ”

Fu Changshe's voice had become a little weak: "It's me, Fu Shen Doctor, how do I feel out of breath." ”

I snorted and said, "Maybe you've been choked by the devil." ”

Fu Changshe was speechless, and could only let out an unwilling giggle.

I said to Fu Changshe, "You go to the table, pick up the cinnabar, and throw it to me." ”

As soon as Fu Changshe entered the door, he was haunted by evil ghosts.

And cinnabar was on the table at the door, and he should have reached it.

I heard Fu Changshe scream.

I took a deep breath and poured all the strength of my body into the peachwood sword.

With a bang, I killed more than a dozen ghosts in an instant, and there was a gap.

Although only for a moment.

But I saw Fu Changshe.

He was running towards the table as hard as he could.

And there are already more than a dozen powerful ghosts hanging on him. This made it extremely difficult for him to walk every step of the way.