Several people immediately got up and looked around.

There was a lot of commotion, and in a short time they searched the entire castle and its perimeter, but found no trace of the monk.

"Will your brother be gone?" the psychic asked.

The monk shook his head violently: "How is it possible, we are walking together, there is no reason for the junior brother to leave me alone." ”

"It's strange, this stone castle is so big, everything has been cleared out, and there is really no place to hide people. The psychic pointed to the stone fort for a week.

The stone castle was empty, and there was no one but their group of monks.

"Then where has my brother gone?" the monk said urgently.

At this time, a slightly chubby monk suddenly pointed to Yin Ruo in the corner and said, "It's her!"

The cultivators looked over and noticed this female cultivator who didn't talk much again, and saw Yin Ruo open his eyes and look at the monk coldly.

"Why do you say it's her?" asked Cheng Zhaozhao.

The monk took out a compass-shaped spiritual weapon from his bosom and said, "This thing was bought by me from Ren Bao Pavilion, and it was refined by the refiners of the Yu family, and this thing can ward off evil spirits." When I passed by the nun today, this spiritual artifact gave me a warning. There's something evil about her!"

Yin Ruo sneered: "The Yu family will make some things that are not useful." ”

"You still don't admit it, this morning you said that the body was gone, and now another monk is missing in full view. Maybe it's the evil thing in you that did it. As he spoke, the monk suddenly fell on his back and flew upside down as if he had been punched.

The next moment, a dark shadow appeared in front of him.

Yes.

Seeing that a meditation cultivator appeared out of thin air, the cultivators immediately drew their swords.

"Slowly, slowly!"

Ling Baichen and Cheng Zhaozhao stopped between Mao and the group of monks.

Cheng Zhaozhao said: "This is a misunderstanding, I didn't tell you before, this meditation is a friend of Fairy Yin, and he has always been there." ”

"What? Why didn't you say it earlier!" the monk got up from the ground and stared at them with resentment.

Cheng Zhaozhao said innocently: "You didn't ask." But you are the one who found out about the problem, but you hid it until something happened to you. ”

"I ......," the monk said.

"My junior brother really has nothing to do with him? Could it be this meditation—"

"I didn't do it. Yin Ruo interrupted the monk.

"Then where has my brother gone?" the monk shouted vigorously.

The psychic said: "There are people looking around, this matter is not trivial, maybe there will be some mechanism in this place." ”

Seeing this, the people scattered around the stone castle and looked around.

Standing beside Yin Ruo without moving, he did not hide his figure this time.

There was a 'grunt, grunt' sound from outside the stone castle, and it was the yin-eating beasts that had once again condensed under the moonlight.

It was dark inside the stone fort, and the lights on the walls were extinguished.

No one took out the illumination, they could only move slowly by rubbing, vaguely identifying things.

'Click', 'Click'

"When is it, Lao Yuan, why are you still eating?" Lao Mo pushed Lao Yuan on the side with some impatience.

Lao Yuan grinned and said, "I can't help it, I've been very hungry since I was injured, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't eat something." ”

Lao Mo was helpless: "Eat, eat, eat it and see what you eat." ”

"Hehe, don't worry, I won't be able to finish it for a while. Lao Yuan took the big meat and bones and continued to gnaw.

"Psychic, do you know what's going on?" Cheng Zhaozhao walked up to the psychic.

The psychic screamed, "How would I know." ”

"Didn't you say that there were other terrible things besides the Yin-Eater Beast this night, could it be that the disappearance of this monk had something to do with these?"

Cheng Zhaozhao's words immediately attracted several monks to surround him.

"Yes, psychic, don't sell it. Let's make it clear, I'm chilling on the back of my neck right now, and I just feel that there is something else in this place besides us. One of the monks shrank his head.

Ling Baichen said: "I don't think he knows." ”

"The method of agitation doesn't work for me, it's not that I don't tell you, but I can't say it. The psychic carefully put his finger between his lips and made a silent motion.

"Is there anything that can't be said? Could it be that something is said to come from something?" Cheng Zhaozhao pointed in Yin Ruo's direction and said, "If it's a ghost, there is even a meditation here." ”

'Click, click'

"yes, just say it. Lao Yuan appeared behind them at some point.

The cultivators turned around, but saw that Lao Yuan's split mouth was full of minced meat, and a thick smell of blood gushed out of his mouth.

The cultivators covered their mouths and noses and took a few steps back.

"Old fellow, do you eat it raw, is it baked?" said the monks, with disgusted expressions.

"You... What are you eating!" Cheng Zhaozhao's eyes widened suddenly.

Only then did the cultivators look at the big bone he was holding in his hand, and in the darkness, they could only see that the bone had been half gnawed by him.

Cheng Zhaozhao, who couldn't bear it, took out a yin-eating bead.

The Yin Eating Bead suddenly illuminated their location, and at the same time, the cultivators also saw clearly the big bone in Lao Yuan's hand, half of it was charred black, the other half was still covered with blood, and above the bone was a palm that had been gnawed almost openly, and there was a finger hanging on the edge.

This finger is not a demon beast or something, but a human finger at first glance.

"It's a monk!" Cheng Zhaozhao was disgusted, and retreated suddenly, and the entire Yin-eating Bead fell to the ground.

All the monks bounced away almost instantly.

Seeing Lao Yuan smiling, the minced meat in his mouth rolled to the ground, and the yin-eating beads shone from his chin, Lao Yuan's appearance at the moment was extremely terrifying.

Whew!

All the monks drew their weapons and aimed them at Lao Yuan.

"How... What's wrong?" Lao Yuan looked at the cultivators in confusion as if he was surprised.

Lao Mo, who heard the movement, hurriedly rushed over.

"Who, didn't you say that you can't see the light, who still takes-" Lao Mo came between them, and looked at everyone with a tense look, and said, "What are you doing?"

"Look at him eating, eating, eating......"

"What are you eating, don't let people eat it?" Lao Mo turned his head, and when he saw the big bone that Lao Yuan had stuffed into his mouth again, he suddenly snatched the bone away.

"This, this is ......"

Rao is old grinding is so old that he was so frightened that he was speechless, and shouted: "Lao Yuan, you are crazy!"

"What, what's wrong?" Lao Yuan seemed to be frightened, and all the flesh in his mouth squirted out.

And this squirt didn't matter, his mouth seemed to leak, and he spat out a lot of what he had eaten before.

In the pile of meat, the only ones that can be identified are the ears, eyes, and nose.

There was a vomiting sound from the monks.

After vomiting cleanly, Lao Yuan's face suddenly collapsed, and only skin and bones remained in his body, just like his previous legs.

"Lao Yuan!"