Tang Lian said: "When will the seller come?" ”

"It's about half an hour."

Dukong said and pulled the knocker on the right, and the right half of the door opened silently.

The two entered the room, and Tang Lian found that the structure of this secret room was an octagonal shape, and there was no other entrance except the door where he entered, could it be that he guessed wrong?

Du Kong said: "Tang Dashao, I'll go and light the oil lamp on the wall and borrow your fire fold to use." ”

Tang Lian gave the fire fold to Du Kong, and Du Kong really honestly lit the oil lamps on the wall, one, two, three......

Just when Tang Lian thought he was too careful, Du Kong came to the fourth oil lamp, turned the lamp slightly, and the wall suddenly opened, and Du Kong also took the opportunity to get behind the wall like a rabbit.

But is Tang Lian waiting?

Seeing that the wall was about to close, between the lightning and flint, a cold light flew out of his hand, and even a finger could not accommodate the gap, and the flying knife passed through it like lightning, and disappeared into the darkness behind the wall.

I only heard a scream of "ah" from behind the wall, but the wall finally closed.

Tang Lian hurriedly stepped forward and swirled the candlestick again, "click", fortunately the wall opened again, but unfortunately it was still dark behind the wall.

Tang Lian, who had no fire breaker, took down the oil lamp from the wall, and walked slowly in the dark, the ground was bloodstained and stretched forward, although Du Kong was hit by Tang Lian's flying knife, he did not die, this was Tang Lian's intention, the purpose was to lead the way through his bloodstains, otherwise that knife could completely kill Du Kong.

Behind this wall, it looks like a Buddha hall, with many treasure flags and incense hanging on the top, and many statues displayed on both sides, but these statues are by no means any immortal Buddha that Tang Lian knows.

Because these statues are all hideous, fierce and vicious, as if they are going to jump out and choose people to devour in the next moment, they are more like demons.

Why is there such a place under the Pure Sky Temple?

If it's just to trade in banned drugs, why bother so much to pretend to be a ghost?

But if these arrangements existed when Master Huikong was alive, it sounds really unbelievable that a generation of eminent monks actually worshipped evil gods.

At this moment, Tang Lian suddenly found that the blood on the ground had stopped abruptly, and he couldn't find it any further, but the smell of blood in the air became stronger and stronger.

He heard a voice, one that seemed to be water dripping on the ground.

Fear, rarely, spread in Tang Lian's heart.

Tang Lian slowly raised the oil lamp high, and found that a few zhang away stood a statue of a demon god about three zhang high, with fierce eyebrows and angry eyes, three heads and six arms, each arm holding a different weapon, and there seemed to be something hanging on one of the treasure pestles.

Tang Lian ran a few steps violently, and looked at it, it was Du Kong's corpse!

I saw that Du Kong's face was full of horror, Tang Lian's flying knife was still stuck in his right shoulder, and the blood hole in his throat was still trickling blood.

His hands curled slightly, obviously wanting to resist, but he didn't expect the speed of the other party's attack to be far above his own, and the "Ripper" he was proud of had already died before he could use it.

Even if people like Du Kong are not worthy of sympathy, Tang Lian still can't help but feel a trace of emotion, and muttered: "You thought that you could save your life by bringing me here, but unfortunately you know too many things about them, and now that your identity is exposed, they will not let you go." ”

Tang Lian was about to rummage through the clues when a ray of light hit Tang Lian's side face.

Not candlelight, not sunshine, but sword light!