In the end, within a few minutes, Yan Luo withdrew his hand and spat with an ominous look on his face: "What the hell are you, a handyman pretending to be an immortal master?"
This grandson can't even pass the threshold of the Immortal Master Dao.
In short, he is just a waiter serving tea and water.
This guy doesn't even know what Immortal Master Dao does.
The reason why he came here was because Chun Chun planned to let him die.
However, this guy was still very clever. He knew that Immortal Master Dao was not holding anything back, so he kept hiding in the dark and refused to show up until they left.
Unexpectedly, Yan Luo had already set up an ambush here.
"Aren't I afraid that you will bear with me?" Xiong Dazhi said aggrievedly.
"He..." Bai Xuanling was stunned.
Yan Luo cursed and said, "He's just here to die!"
"Our previous guess was correct. Immortal Master Dao has been misleading us. Everything that happens in Shigang Village is simply insignificant!"
"Their purpose is to make us feel that this place is important!"
Yan Luo's face suddenly turned ugly, and he stared at Xiong Dazhi angrily.
Xiong Dazhi was so stared at by this murderous look that he almost wet his crotch.
"Keep an eye on him."
Yan Luo said to the paper people, and then rushed into the old house with Bai Xuanling.
The scene inside is completely different. The outside is shabby, but the inside is surprisingly beautiful. Although it is covered with dust, it is not difficult to see that the decoration inside is very elegant.
The luxury of the past can be vaguely seen, which shows that Ning Baogai did not lie. The Sakura people living here are indeed very rich.
As soon as he entered, he entered the living room, but Yan Luo didn't stop at all and went straight to the deepest room on the first floor.
Because before he came here, he had already asked the paper people to explore the reality.
boom!
Yan Luo kicked open the door to the room.
The moment he entered the door, Bai Xuanling felt as if the blood in his body had been frozen, and his heart suddenly stopped.
Because something strange appeared in front of her eyes!
In the center of the room, there is a dressing table with a special shape. The age and style cannot be seen, but it can only be vaguely made of wood.
But what is truly terrifying is the head placed in front of the dressing table!
Her long hair was standing on a stick, and the height was exactly parallel to the mirror of the dressing table. From the back, it looked like a woman sitting in front of the dressing table.
But Yan Luo, as if nothing was wrong, walked up and picked up the head, then turned around and said calmly: "Don't be afraid, it's just a wig!"
"Huh? No, it's real hair!" Yan Luo squinted and instantly recognized that it was the head of a living person.
But whose it is, it's hard to say.
But even though he knew it was a wig, Bai Xuanling still felt so disgusting and weird.
Yan Luo casually threw his hair on the ground, and then eagerly opened the drawer.
He wanted to see what it was that would make people lose their minds just by looking at it.
Opening the first drawer, it turned out just as Ning Baogai said, there were some nails, teeth, and a piece of paper.
Yan Luo couldn't understand the font written on the paper, and he wasn't interested in studying it. It must be the real name of the daughter named Qingyue, right?
The second level is still the name.
the third floor...
Yan Luo turned to Bai Xuanling and said, "Close your eyes!"
Bai Xuanling naturally didn't dare to look, but looked at Yan Luo in surprise: "Aren't you afraid?"
With such a legend and people like Xiao Lin who have learned from the past, doesn't Yan Luo have any scruples?
Yan Luo smiled mockingly: "If even I can't stop this mysterious power, you can go back in advance and tell Kou Jianghuai and the others to ask all residents of Qingping City to write suicide notes in advance."
Bai Xuanling's pupils suddenly expanded, and he looked at Yan Luo with a strange look.
"Hurry up! Don't waste time!" Yan Luo said coldly.
Bai Xuanling hurriedly closed his eyes.
Bang!
Yan Luo directly opened the drawer on the third floor, and even tore the drawer off because the force was too great.
As a result, the contents inside were completely exposed to Yan Luo's eyes.
That's...a pair of hands!
A big hand holds a small hand with ten fingers clasped tightly.
hand?
Yan Luo was stunned for a moment, and then realized, the hands of Michiko and Qingyue!
Because it is said that after their deaths, one of their hands was missing.
But why here?
Who cut off the dead man's hand and put it here?
According to the circumstances at the time, the ceremony had failed, so why was this practice done?
Michiko's left hand held Qingyue's right hand tightly. Both hands were gray and white, completely looking like corpse hands, but for some reason they did not rot.
This is obviously illogical.
Did Xiao Lin lose his soul just because he saw this hand?
But why don't I feel anything?
However, at this moment, Yan Luo's peripheral vision saw something falling from the drawer. It turned out to be a piece of paper...
And what’s written on that piece of paper is not Qingyue’s name!
A more complex, weird, and unsettling font!
Yan Luo was puzzled. Two names actually appeared in the drawer? This is obviously very different from the ceremony Ning Baogai said. Whose name does it belong to?
The moment he saw this font, Yan Luo was suddenly mentally shaken!
As if he had touched some taboo at this moment, a boundless force that was older and more terrifying than darkness and death was eroding him and instantly enveloped his whole body.
At this moment, Yan Luo seemed to feel something touching his soul, trying to pull his soul out of his body.
But at this moment, he seemed to hear something shouting. At first he thought he heard it wrong, but the sounds became more and more frequent, and finally Yan Luo heard it clearly...
"Dad...Dad..."
The human face on his chest was awake, its mouth open and shouting.
It was this cry that woke up Yan Luo.
Yan Luo's expression was horrified. No wonder those mortals would mysteriously disappear or die after touching the taboo. Even he almost died just now.
He stared at the paper in his hand, becoming more and more confused.
Just one glance at this name almost made me fall into the abyss. How terrible must the owner of this name be?
"What does this mean?" Yan Luo looked at the name on the paper in confusion, but was puzzled.
But at this moment...
"Duna vomit...Duna vomit...Duna vomit..."
The human face on his body screamed with excitement, the sound was harsh and unpleasant, like a baby crying heart-rendingly.
And a hint of hatred could be heard in this cry.
Yan Luo was stunned. Wasn't what the human face said exactly the series of obscure notes that Ning Xiaowan spit out after transforming into a beast?
So this is the name of Allah in the eternal dream?
Yan Luo looked down at the baby's face in astonishment: "Do you know these words? Please translate them for me and how to pronounce them!"
