Jiang Xiao's eyes were dizzy, and his brain felt a tingling sensation again, and he clenched the photo in his hand, his expression full of disbelief shock.

Odd?

I don't understand it at all.

The female corpse that appeared in the funeral parlor has a photo under this gloomy tombstone, and it seems that it has been placed here a long time ago.

A feeling of being manipulated in the dark came to his mind, and Jiang Xiao began to wonder if all this was an elaborate puzzle.

And he himself is the unwitting pawn.

He continued to flip through the papers, trying to piece together the complete information with his not-so-clever brain.

Underneath the photograph, several lines of mottled text appear to refer to the transaction records of a mysterious organization, as well as a series of dates of death.

From the spider-web-like complex records, Jiang Xiao locked on several names directly related to the funeral home.

Could it be that there is some unknown connection between the deaths of these people and the funeral home?

Are the night watchman, Bao Lebin and the curator just superficial symbols, but there is something hidden behind them?

Jiang Xiao's vigilance suddenly increased, and he seemed to feel a slight movement nearby.

The wind is fast, and the candle is extinguished. It was pitch black all around, and in the dark air, every cell of him screamed, alerting him to the danger around him.

He quickly drew his peachwood sword from his waist and cautiously drove away the unknown threat in the darkness.

The heart beat like a war drum, and the whole body trembled with excitement as the blood surged in the veins.

He didn't like the feeling of being led by the nose, and he trusted his fists more than the brainless decryption.

The ancients had a saying: If you can't go through the road, open it with your fist!

Time seemed to slow down exceededly, and in an instant, there was a slight noise in the corner of the basement.

It seemed like crazy applause, or like the painful wails of a funeral, and the source of the sound was a small door hidden by candlelight.

Jiang Xiao approached quietly, and the warm air flow and faint light behind the small door conveyed an alluring sense of security.

"The most annoying thing is this kind of pretending to be mysterious cerebral palsy, which makes me scratch all over my body."

Taking a deep breath, he stood with his sword raised, and as his sturdy figure galloped past like lightning, Jiang Xiao directly broke through the door.

A biting, but odorless, cold air greeted him, and the scene inside stunned him.

"It's kind of interesting."

There were no dangerous traps or ambushed enemies in the room.

On the contrary, it is a neat laboratory, with various instruments and equipment shining with the light of modern technology, and on the desktop on one side, there are neatly placed documents as red as blood.

Each document contains specific information about the deceased and what happened in front of them.

Those anonymous data ruthlessly reveal what dark means are hidden behind the end of every life.

In this so-called "place where the truth is buried", every dead life seems to be involved in the whirlpool of funeral homes.

Who is it that needs to die for some ulterior purpose?

His mind was like a lightning bolt, and all kinds of possibilities were stirring into a cloud that disturbed his thoughts.

Putting all the confusion aside, he knew he needed to go back to the funeral home, where perhaps somewhere, or even someone, hid the key to the truth.

Jiang Xiao waited vigilantly out of the lab while sorting out the information, knowing that the tomb keeper might be watching his every move in the dark.

Behind him, the closed passage of the tomb closed silently, and it seemed as if something was stepping on the branches, making a 'click' sound.

"Something smells wrong?"

Jiang Xiao turned around suddenly, only to see a shadow that looked extremely distorted under the light of the instrument.

It was a giant creature that resembled a spider but was densely covered with joints like human hands, and its eight eyes shone green in the darkness, like the pupils of another life.

Vozhnyima?!

Anyone who has ever been mentally ill knows that it's hard to have anything that can shock a psychopath.

But what is in front of you is just too abstract

But unlike the corpse demon and soul guardian he imagined, the monster in front of him did not have a "weird" taste, but more like it had been cultivated by someone.

And big!

Very large, estimated to be as big as four or five Jiang Xiao.

It moved at an astonishing speed, almost following Jiang Xiao's footsteps, and every time it got close, you could feel the click of the air, and its strong joints were strong enough to pierce through the rocks.

"Rub!"

Seize the opportunity to stab the sword with no effect at all, and the peach wood sword can only produce a true damage crit effect on weirdness.

Helpless, Jiang Xiao directly pinned it back to his waist, intending to fight hand-to-hand.

In the small laboratory, Jiang Xiao seemed to dance a deadly dance with this huge creature.

"Made, dog, you're a human on a horse?!"

The feeling of beasts and humans is different, especially this thing is not stupid at all, and can even see through Jiang Xiao's lame feints and detour thoughts.

The spider-like terrifying creature didn't answer, but the flashing eyes and the hooked corners of his mouth already showed that he was not a fool without intelligence, and at the same time let out a mocking laugh at Jiang Xiao.

"Hey, hey, hey~"

'Bang! ’

"You're laughing at Nima!"

With a fierce punch, he forcibly repelled the monster that was several times larger than himself, and did not stop until the monster hit the wall, causing countless rubble to collapse.

The spider giant's eyes even flashed with human surprise and disbelief.

Is this little point so vigorous?

Since Jiang Xiao stepped under the tombstone, the barrage in the live broadcast room of the Dragon Kingdom has gone crazy.

Countless people saw Jiang Xiao repel this mountain-like monster with one punch, and for a while, all kinds of [slots] even brushed out phantoms.

The visual impact of this scene is just too great.

[Resident Evil? 】

[Wori, how do I think, Jiang Shen seems to be the real weird. 】

[Awesome, this punch, Ultraman has to flash the lights when he comes! ] 】

[Dude, don't be embarrassed, why do I think Jiang Shen can't seem to break this monster's moves. 】

It seems like this

Although Jiang Xiao is very powerful, this giant weirdo is indeed durable.

After being hammered for so long, I didn't see how much I was injured.

On the contrary, it was Jiang Xiao, who didn't pay attention to being rubbed a few times by the monster's spider legs, and the skin opened in an instant.

But fortunately, the regeneration talent is against the sky, and the bleeding stops within a few seconds of the general wound appearing, and it heals in less than two minutes.

It's just that if it continues, it's really impossible to say who will win or lose.

So far, Jiang Xiao has not found any obvious weaknesses in this monster, a typical big boss with high defense and high attack blood bar and thick thief.

The only downside is that it's a bit slower.

But then again, spider-man can make countless mistakes, but if Jiang Xiao is pierced through his heart or brain by his spider hand, it's really hard to say whether he can survive.

(End of chapter)