As the secret door opened, there was another dark corridor.
Sure enough, are the layouts of these buildings roughly the same?
The previous building was related to Buddha in every way, but I didn’t know what would happen with this one.
Watching everyone including Mao Yong'an and 'Wang Ye' enter the corridor, Wang Ye explained to Xiao Wu: "Now our power is almost all sealed, so we can only disguise ourselves so that we can be in the hands of these people. Grab more things and destroy the Buddha clan!"
Looking at Wang Ye, Xiao Wu felt a little distressed for some reason.
In order to destroy the Buddha, the eldest brother put in so much effort, but he stayed at the bottom of the pool for a long time.
These damn bald asses!
Sooner or later, we must destroy them all!
Xiao Wu swore secretly in his heart and nodded vigorously towards Wang Ye.
After discovering that Xiao Wu didn't notice anything strange, Wang Ye breathed a sigh of relief. After all, his behavior was really hard to explain.
With stiff steps, Wang Ye led Xiao Si and Xiao Wu into the corridor.
The familiar darkness and coldness.
But unlike the other building, this passage was no longer filled with those treacherous laughter, but instead was filled with painful wails.
Unable to control his curiosity, Wang Ye gently touched the wall.
But he found that the wall seemed to be just a light shield, and his palm penetrated directly without any obstruction.
"Huh? Is this wall fake?"
Wang Ye was stunned for a moment.
The next second, something seemed to touch Wang Ye's hand on the other side of the wall, and it felt a little cold.
Moreover, he was grabbing Wang Ye's arm and trying to pull him into the wall!
Wang Ye's expression changed suddenly, and he pulled his hand back hard, but there was a layer of bruises on the originally white palm with five fingerprints.
But as Wang Ye withdrew his arm, the other side of the wall returned to silence, and except for the faint sound of wailing, there was nothing else.
The walls that may have penetrated and the bruises on his hands all told Wang Ye that this corridor was not simple!
It may even be that the most dangerous thing in this ancient domain is not the main hall or the basement of the building.
But within the walls of the corridor.
Even Wang Ye suppressed his curiosity and quickly rushed to the basement.
…
Suburban cemetery.
The frail old man kept wandering around the cemetery carrying a candle that was almost burnt out.
But the tombstone had begun to ignore the old man and kept shaking.
A series of cracks appeared on the tombstone, with a roaring sound.
"snort!"
Suddenly, an old cold snort sounded in the air.
The next second, Li Xinghe's figure appeared in the cemetery, standing beside the old man.
The same hunched waist, the same old age, as if a breeze could blow.
Following Li Xinghe's hum, the cemetery became eerily quiet for a few seconds, and then the tombstone trembled a little more.
"I don't know if the thing Zhang Xiao made is any good."
Li Xinghe muttered and pulled out a huge street lamp in the void.
The iron pillar of the street lamp is made of bronze with strange patterns carved on it, while the position of the lamp is wrapped in a light leather material with eyes and nose painted on it.
The entire street lamp exudes a cold atmosphere.
I don't know what kind of material it is, but it emits a faint light.
Using all his strength, he inserted the street lamp in the center of the cemetery, and the light gradually became a little bigger.
The old man holding the candle lamp just looked at Li Xinghe silently without making any move.
As the street lamp was placed, streams of blood slowly flowed down the wick, following the strange lines of the bronze lamp, and finally flowing into the soil.
The cemetery was quiet again.
But one hand after another has emerged from the ground.
Even some of the tombstones in the deepest part of the cemetery had crawled out half of their bodies, turned their heads 180 degrees, and looked at Li Xinghe bitterly.
"My grandson borrowed something from your cemetery, and today I'm here to pay him back."
After finishing everything, Li Xinghe patted the dust on his hands and said lightly.
The old man still stood there quietly, without saying a word, and just blew out the candle in his hand.
"But if you hit my grandson, that's going too far."
As the voice fell, Li Xinghe turned around calmly, looked at the old man, and spoke word by word.
The old man remained silent.
"Hmph! Sometimes I really wonder if you are mute!"
"Although I don't know what your purpose is, this is Tianzhu's territory, and I will keep an eye on you."
"If you dare to harm the human race, even if you risk your life, I will die with you."
Li Xinghe stared at the old man with cold eyes. As the voice fell, his figure gradually became illusory and finally disappeared.
After Li Xinghe left, the old man staggered back to his wooden house, sat on the rocking chair, and rocked gently.
…
"What did the old ghost say?"
On the rooftop of Tianzhu, Zhang Ziliang asked when he saw Li Xinghe suddenly appeared.
Li Xinghe coughed twice and seemed a little weak: "I'm old and my body is severely corrupted. Let me rest."
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled out a rocking chair in the void, sat on it and closed his eyes.
Zhang Ziliang sighed softly and waited quietly.
After a few minutes, Li Xinghe reluctantly opened his eyes, but his eyes seemed a little cloudier.
"I've been using my powers so frequently lately that I can't stand it any longer."
"The old ghost is still the same, saying nothing."
"When the day comes that I am really going to die, I will try to seal him no matter what, otherwise no one in Beijing will be able to suppress him."
Li Xinghe's voice was full of weariness.
Zhang Ziliang didn't know what he was thinking, his thoughts were a little far away, and he stared in the direction of Wang Ye's community: "Wang Ye...has been to the suburban cemetery more than once."
"Do you doubt him?" Li Xinghe turned his head hard and looked at Zhang Ziliang.
Zhang Ziliang shook his head: "Although Wang Ye is a bit mysterious and even behaves a bit cold-blooded, I can feel that he has a bottom line and can handle big things right and wrong. Moreover, this old ghost has been staying in Shangjing since Yongye, There has never been any trouble, so who can be sure whether he is good or bad?"
"But it's an invisible bomb after all. Forget it, I won't live for a few more days. After I die, the Tianzhu will be handed over to you. You can make trouble as you please."
Li Xinghe waved his hand feebly.
Zhang Ziliang was slightly startled and turned his head to look at Li Xinghe faintly: "That's what you said a year ago."
"Are you expecting me to die, old man?" Li Xinghe muttered with some dissatisfaction.
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The author has something to say:
Finally, before the update, I wrote another chapter, which finally completes today’s additional update. I feel like I'm out of my mind. Hand over your reward, otherwise... hum, I will write the old woman as the heroine, with a good personality, delicious cooking, and a calm person. The image of a virtuous and virtuous heroine is simply perfect! ! !
