Ye Ling made a vigilant gesture and slowly pushed open the broken wooden door.

It's this smell, this rancid smell.

Inside the house, the candle shadows flickered, and in the spacious cave, more than a dozen long ditches were dug out of the ground.

The long ditch was filled with soil, and many huge white flowers with red spots bloomed in this space that did not see the light of day.

The color of the flowers is extremely white, as if people wore white flowers on their heads during funerals.

The speckled red color is like blood dripping on it.

This thing looks very uncomfortable.

Their attention did not linger on the flowers for long.

In addition to flowers, there are wooden tables and bookcases filled with scattered manuscripts and transparent glass containers.

But other than that, they didn't see anyone.

Ye Ling found a water cup on the wooden table.

"We're a step too late, this man just escaped. ”

The water in this cup is still warm.

"Maybe it's not gone yet, maybe it's just hidden. Garcia said.

"Well, maybe. ”

Zhang Wenfeng tried his best to restrain himself, and his huge disappointment and resentment were like a thousand pounds of boulder, pressing on his body.

"Sect Master, please let me go out and look for it. His tone trembled a little.

"No, even if this person hides in the cave and doesn't run away, his familiarity with the terrain is far better than yours, I understand your feelings, but we have to deal with him in a different way. ”

"As long as you can slash the enemy, the disciples are all under the orders of the sect master. ”

"Good. Ye Ling nodded.

Taking advantage of this time, Garcia used the shovel in the cave to cut open the rhizome of a white flower.

Although it looked weird and terrifying, she had become more and more friendly to the necromancer, and she had long expected the scene in front of her.

The stalk was cut out and looked like a plump potato.

But then you can peel away the soil on its surface, and you can see that it is a congested heart.

Xiao Ya didn't grow, she looked up at Ye Ling and found that Ye Ling was also watching her.

The two nodded knowingly, and Xiaoya refilled the soil, her hands and feet were nimble, and she didn't make much noise.

Zhang Wenfeng couldn't be stimulated anymore, his body was already like a tight bowstring, which would break at any time.

Secretly identified the murderer of the tragedy in the city, the person hiding in the cave of the Dry Leaf Valley, and also figured out the whereabouts of those hearts.

The next step is to find out what this person's purpose is.

Rouge made from this flower does have a peculiar fragrance, but its color is not bright, and it is not difficult to find in Madame Zhang's manuscript that the sales of this rouge are only average.

For the sake of a product that sells averagely, he does not hesitate to take risks and harm people's lives, this person is either a pervert or a fool.

If it weren't for the first two, then Ye Ling guessed that he should have other special purposes.

Ye Ling quickly glanced at the equipment on the wooden table.

It seems that the processing of the flowers, grinding, and finally making the finished rouge product are all done in this one place.

He found that when making rouge, this person not only used flower petals, but also the stems of the flowers throughout the production process, which was also unique to him.

However, only the root of the flower, that is, the heart, is nowhere to be seen.

In the corner of the room, Ye Ling found several inconspicuous wooden barrels.

Lifting the lid of the wooden barrel, Ye Ling only felt a foul smell coming.

"Uncle's. ”

He cursed angrily and closed the lid.

"Sect Master, are you alright?"

"Hey, it's okay, it's okay. Ye Ling staggered to his feet, and unconsciously supported the wall with his right hand.

Boom.

The palm of his hand was lying on the wall, but it made a hollow, drum-like sound.

"There's a dark room behind here!" Ye Ling said in surprise.

Garcia walked over, tapped her fingers a few times, and immediately said, "I'll help you find the mechanism." ”

"No, you go back. Ye Ling said.

When the two heard this, they hurriedly retreated.

Ye Ling charged a punch and directly smashed the stone wall.

Behind the wall, there is indeed space.

But after the stones are scattered, the scene in this space can be described as terrifying.

Dozens, if not hundreds, of white-faced weasels, the so-called Yellow Wind Demons, were hooked through their shoulder bones with iron hooks and hung on the walls around them.

"Keep moving! This place is full of toxins!"

Ye Ling looked around, these weasels were all scarred on their bodies, and even their limbs were incomplete.

And above their heads, a heart stained with dirt hangs.

The weasel's mouth, forcibly pried open, a thin thread that drained, one end stabbed into the heart, and the other end was attached to their mouth.

Blood drips and falls along the thin line......

About ten weasels, will share a heart.

"Xiaoya, you take him out first. Ye Ling frowned and said.

At this time, even in the Stygian Sea Blood Prison, Ye Ling had never seen it.

This is really uncomfortable, a large part of the weasels who were hung up, not even dead, saw Ye Ling, and scratched excitedly out of thin air, and I didn't know whether they were showing hostility or asking Ye Ling for help.

At this moment, on Ye Ling's left hand, a weasel hanging on the top of the cave struggled the most intensely.

With the violent struggle, his body seemed to be changing drastically!

A shrill cry, suddenly muffled.

His tiny forelimbs swelled up like foam at an incredible rate.

The small iron hook was completely unable to bear his current weight.

Almost in the space of three breaths, this poor weasel turned into a primordial yellow wind demon of human size!

The evil aura spread in the cave, and Ye Ling raised his sword and fell, beheading him instantly.

His reaction was fast enough, and if he slowed down a little longer, the monster would have to get bigger and stronger.

Now Ye Ling understood this person's purpose.

He is resurrecting the primordial Yellow Wind Demon, using special evil magic to absorb the evil qi revived from the soil, and forcibly urging the primordial bloodline in the weasel body in a bloody way.

In this way, the success rate is very low, and there is no one Yellow Wind Demon who can successfully mutate.

This boss of Ichi-O Xiang is either an extreme fanatic of demons, or he is a demon himself!

Ye Ling withdrew from the house and quickly grabbed Garcia and Zhang Wenfeng.

"I saw that there wasn't a glass bottle over there, so one person took two and came out with me. ”

The three of them each carried two glass bottles, and followed the road back to the entrance of the cave.

Smack——!

Ye Ling smashed the glass bottle into the hole.

"You two, sprinkle this on the other two holes. ”

There was a crackling, and the contents of the glass bottle were spilled in front of the three holes.

On Ye Ling's arm, a flame flowed out.

Without hesitation, he sprayed flames at the entrance of the cave.

I could only hear a "boom", and the special liquid on the ground burned violently, emitting black smoke.