After the birth of the haunted house, the place has returned to its former peace and calm, warm breeze and sunny days. The gray haunted house seems a little out of place with such an environment.

"It's been half a month, and I haven't seen anyone come out, I don't know what happened to them. Lao Hei sat on the ground with a big grin, looked at the ghost door, and spoke.

"Don't worry about it, it's useless for us to think more!" Murong Zhi leaned against the tree, took a sip of wine and said, "You better think about how to beat me next time!"

"Oh yes, why is it so hard to beat you! Mr. said, as long as I completely master the rampage, I want to beat you...... Hmph...... "Lao Hei took a sip of wine and smiled proudly.

"Then come on!" Murong Zhi stretched, "Mr. is stricter than my grandfather, and when he comes back to see us lazy, he will definitely be scolded!"

"Who is afraid of you!" Lao Hei jumped up as he spoke, and the big axe of the mountain opened the mountain and slashed towards Murong Zhi......

Inside the haunted house, at some point, Lu Yan broke into a gray forest area. His hair was scattered, his green shirt was tattered, and the black gas on the seal hall was even stronger. In the past half a month, he has not encountered a single living person, and there are countless strange things he has encountered. He never rested, because every time he opened his eyes, there were always some strange faces dangling around him. The mental torture and the tiredness of ** made him on the verge of collapse all the time.

After walking for a while, he saw an old tree ten zhang in front of him, the three of them hugged so thick, with lush branches and leaves, this was the first life he had encountered since he entered the haunted house, and he couldn't help but approach it. The tree had never seen it before, with green leaves like a palm, bearing fruit the size of a human head, and a strange fragrance. He didn't dare to move, looked up and down, and when he made a detour behind a tree, he saw a shriveled corpse.

"Poof!" Without the slightest hesitation, almost as a reflex, Lu Yan took out his knife to split him. The green juice splashed all over the ground, and even the bright ghost head knife was stained a lot, and he clenched the long knife and waited for it.

One minute......

Ten minutes......

Half an hour......

A quarter of an hour passed, and the severed corpse remained motionless, unchanged.

"Is it really just a dried corpse?" Lu Yan tore off his sleeves in confusion, wiped the green juice on the knife, and inadvertently saw the blackened Yin Tang reflected on the knife.

"What?" Lu Yan was shocked in his heart, and when he looked closely, the more he looked at it, the more ugly his face became, which was by no means a good sign.

But just as he was about to put away the knife, a chill quickly enveloped him. From the face of the knife, he saw another person, with long dry hair, maggot eyes, blood-dripping eyes, and a weird smile

It's "him", "he" is here again!

For the first time, Lu Yan's mind was filled with fear, goosebumps rose all over his body, he had forgotten what to do, and even the reaction had forgotten!

......Finally, "he" left with a smirk, and his long dry hair flew all over the sky.

After a long, long time, Lu Yan was almost paralyzed on the ground, breathing heavily. At some point, a leaf fell overhead, and he reached out to pinch it.

"This ......" Lu Yan was terrified, it was a palm, a blood-colored palm! With a warm and clear texture, he raised his head with difficulty. I saw that the original green branches and leaves were all blood red at the moment, and the fruit that exuded a strange fragrance turned into faces, there were old people and children, they were crying or laughing, and one of them was exactly the same as himself. The blood-red palm of the leaf probed the claw, as if trying to grasp something, and the split dry corpse under the tree came back to life, and was slowly crawling towards him, leaving a long green mark......

"No!" Lu Yan let out a frightened roar, like a wounded beast, and retreated again and again.

"Hallucinations! It must be hallucinations!" he held the ghost-headed knife and slashed through the criss-crossed true strength. Blood oozed from the ancient trees, patches of red leaves fell to the ground, and dried corpses were cut into pieces. But it still squirmed forward, crying, whimpering, and laughing one after another!

Lu Yan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and fled like a headless fly......

One day......

Two days......

Three days passed, and the gray fog dissipated. Lu Yan's eyes were as gray as the environment here, the black qi on the Yin Hall was even deeper, and a wooden house appeared in sight, and he approached with difficulty.

"Squeak!" As he was a foot away from the hut, the closed wooden door opened. An old man walked out slowly with a smile on his face, Lu Yan looked at it in a daze, and finally had a touch of color in his eyes that were almost empty.

This old man he had seen before, it was ......

But thinking of this, he was even more shocked and trembled.

Yes, he had seen this person, the same eighth-layer monk who died in front of him before entering the haunted house!

The old man looked at Lu Yan with a smile, his hair gradually dried up, and it was blown by the wind, scattered everywhere. His smile remained the same, blood flowed from the corners of his eyes, his eyeballs fell out, rolling to Lu Yan's feet, and maggots crawled out of his eye sockets......

Lu Yan's eyes widened, and his unprecedented desire to leave was gone, but his feet seemed to take root, and his legs weighed more than 10,000 catties, and he couldn't escape if he wanted to.

At this time, people came out of the wooden hut one after another, including old men with gray hair and toddlers. They all had the same expressions, they all looked at Lu Yan, smiling weirdly, some laughed and lifted their skulls, and some tore their flesh and blood......

When the last person walked out, Lu Yan only felt a roar in his ears.

The other party was dressed in a green shirt, carrying a ghost-headed knife, and his handsome face was full of evil smiles, it was "himself"! He walked towards him step by step, his sharp nails piercing his chest, and another head struggled out of his chest to get out, looking at the face or himself!

"Don't be tortured!" Suddenly, a soft voice sounded in my heart, "Wipe the knife in your hand around your neck, it's over, and the nightmare will wake up......"

This voice keeps ringing, it is very peculiar, like a mother's embrace, making people feel warm and safe!

At this moment, Lu Yan was already confused and couldn't extricate himself, and he raised the ghost head knife in a daze.

The moment the long knife cut through the flesh, the pain gave him a brief moment of consciousness. But just as he was about to stop, a bewitching voice sounded again: "Cut it off...... It's all over......"

However, this time Lu Yan did not follow his words, and there was a slight struggle in his subconscious. The righteous qi in the sea of consciousness vibrated with it, and he gradually became sober, no matter how bewildering the voice was, it couldn't stop him from sobering up.

Finally, I don't know how long it took, Lu Yan's eyes gradually cleared, and he hurriedly put away the knife. But at this moment, he was completely surrounded by those monsters, and as they screamed, moved, and smiled, a wave of terrifying and terrifying consciousness came from all over the world. The pitch-black imprint on the hall emitted a deep black light, magnifying this emotion more than a hundred times, and hitting my mind!

This kind of emotion is enough to make dozens of ordinary self-cultivation masters go crazy and collapse.

"Bang dang!" Lu Yan's long knife fell to the ground, clenched his fists, and his nails penetrated deep into the flesh and oozed blood!

"Whew!" Suddenly, the black light on the Yin Hall shone brightly, and all the negative emotions tripled, wanting to completely break Lu Yan's inner defense.

"No!" Lu Yan half-knelt on the ground, slammed his fists on the ground, and howled over and over again, establishing invincible confidence for himself, "My parents haven't had time to serve, and I have no clue about my obsession, how can I die!"

"I went through hardships in my previous life, and I cultivated to the sixth layer of qi storage, and my martial will is like steel!"

"I have read the Holy Book since I was a child, and I have achieved the realm of a sage, and I am righteous in knowing the sea, and the ghosts and gods must also be admired. ”

"As a monk, I have a strong spirit of refining eighty-one figures, the strength of **, the vigor of blood and qi far beyond ordinary people, why not be afraid of ghosts!"

"Why be afraid!

"Broken!"

"Break!" Lu Yan stood up suddenly, roared in the sky, and his long black and thick hair was windless! The black qi on the Yin Hall quickly drifted away, and all the monsters and ground around it shattered and disappeared like glass. In the blink of an eye, he was in a new environment, with clear water and blue sky, birds and flowers.

Lift the clouds and see the moon!

Lu Yan finally successfully passed the test of the haunted house......