Chapter 42: The Strange Truth

"Huh?" Han Liang looked at Yuan Ming, who was stiff, and said.

"Didn't you see it? It's obviously a ruined temple in it just now!" Yuan Ming was a little nervous, "You have to believe me!"

Han Liang patted his head and said with a smile: "I don't believe who else do you believe?" I also feel that something is not quite right with this inheritance, what happened just now?"

Yuan Ming told all the things just now. The cold face was also a little solemn.

"It seems that the owner of this inheritance is deliberately trying to trick us. Han Liang touched Yuan Ming's head, "It's okay, I'm here." ”

Yuan Ming's face turned red, and he was speechless for a while.

"Go in and have a look. Han Liang didn't notice that Yuan Ming was wrong, but just pulled Yuan Ming's sleeve and led him to the temple.

"It's not like a legacy at all, it's a lot like a haunted house. Yuan Ming looked around at the glittering gold and muttered.

The cold feels funny, and we haven't seen the inheritance, how do we know that this doesn't look like an ordinary inheritance?

As the two of them walked, they felt that their steps were getting harder and harder, and after walking only a few dozen steps, they felt that they had crossed the entire Ten Thousand Souls Continent on foot. Han Liang and Yuan Ming looked at each other for a while, and they both understood a little in their hearts, this was probably a test, or to prevent them from reaching the depths of the temple.

"Ahem, cough, ········" An intermittent cough came from the ears of the two men.

"Not me. Yuan Ming immediately said.

Han Liang was not born, but he looked at the source of the coughing sound, and only saw a golden Buddha statue, with his chest open, sitting on a stone tablet, and there were many fresh tributes in front of him. There are even burning candles.

Neither of them had seen the sitting Buddha before they came, nor had they seen any incense sticks emitting white smoke.

"It's the same thing that happened when I first got here. Yuan Ming poked his cold hand with his right finger and said.

Han Liang didn't speak, just quietly looked at the big Buddha.

"You say, will there really be ghosts in this world? Are we encountering ghosts hitting the wall?" Yuan Ming was startled by his own little thought.

Han Liang looked around, moved the tribute in front of the Buddha statue, and said casually: "The ghost in the world is the ghost. This should just be a phantom array, can you not scare yourself?"

Yuan Ming was a little embarrassed.

"Then can we break these formations and see their original appearance?" asked Yuan Ming.

Han Liang looked at Yuan Ming's sword and couldn't help but ask, "You still want to be hard?"

"Can't you?" Yuan Ming withdrew his sword.

"These formations should be continuous, and if you accidentally touch the killing formation, I may not be able to guarantee that you will not be disabled. Han Liang looked at the scene around him and said faintly.

"So at the beginning, all the things I saw were hallucinations?" Yuan Ming still didn't believe it.

"Not necessarily, maybe you're seeing it as it is. Cold fingers ran across the stone tablet and found that the tips of the fingers were stained with a lot of dust.

It seems······· This is really nuanced.

"But isn't the thing in the phantom array untouchable?"

"How can you be sure you touched it?"

"I feel it all!"

"But what if that's also an illusion?" Han Liang smiled.

This ······· Yuan Ming was speechless, looking at the coldness with a smile on his face, the more he looked at it, the more he felt like a thousand-year-old fox.

Han Liang patted Yuan Ming's shoulder, pointed to the Buddha statue and said, "Then you can dedicate yourself to activate this formation." ”

"Why?" Yuan Ming looked at the cold strangely. Since you want to retreat with your whole body, isn't it best not to touch these formations?

"If you don't trigger the formation, how can I break it?" Han Liang pursed his lips, "Up!"

All right. Yuan Ming pulled out his sword and aimed it at the Buddha statue. Gradually, the silhouette of the Buddha statue faded, revealing mottled walls.

"You've smashed this formation, and now you're seeing the original form. Han's attention was not on Yuan Ming, but at the lower left corner of the room, his eyes were extremely complicated.

Yuan Ming looked at the mottled walls and was shocked, wasn't this the dilapidated temple he had seen before? Could it really be the same as Han Liang said, the bleak scene he saw before was what this place really looked like?

"Yuan Ming. Han Liang called Yuan Ming, but his eyes never left the corner.

"What's wrong?" Yuan Ming turned around, but saw that Han Liang had already run to the corner of the room and squatted down, looking straight at something.

"This place, isn't it the place where the skeleton is lying?" The cold words made Yuan Ming's heart chuckle.

And that place, really.

"Yes, it's lying there, and there's a small skeleton, right where you're squatting. Yuan Ming gestured.

Han Liang was a little nervous, not knowing whether to tell Yuan Ming what he was thinking now.

Looking at the cold and speechless look, Yuan Ming also walked over.

"This formation is a fierce formation!" Han Liang's lips squirmed for a while, and he turned his head to look at Yuan Ming.

"Fierce formation?" Yuan Ming was confused, but looking at the cold that the sky was not afraid of, he showed a nervous expression, and knew that this formation was definitely not simple. And it's terrible.

"This formation was opened with a pregnant woman in the god refining period as a sacrifice, and the resentment was very heavy, and this formation was linked one by one, and it was difficult to crack. In one day and one night, if we don't escape, then our minds will be controlled, just like taking away, but more terrible than that. For people who would rather die than be humiliated, this formation is absolutely terrifying, "We should not be killed, but played to death!" ”

Sounds easy. Yuan Ming remembered how he used to toss the spirit mouse that was almost in human form, and the more painful the other party's scream, the more desolate it was, the happier he was.

The cold is also a little scary. This fierce array is not only a physical attack, but also a spiritual attack. And the cold heart has long been scarred. These scars, picking up any one, are all unwilling to accept.

"What now?" Yuan Ming was a little frightened, and asked coldly in a daze.

"What else can we do?" Han Liang immediately calmed down and rolled his eyes at Yuan Ming, "Now we can only hurry up and break through these formations." Don't complain and do as I say. ”

Yuan Ming nodded obediently and said, "As usual, you want me to trigger the formation again, right?"

What else can you do? Han Liang tugged at the corners of his mouth and nodded.

At this moment, something suddenly grabbed the cold.

"Cold!" Yuan Ming's pupils constricted suddenly.