Chapter 1220

If you want to play chess and chat with the old devil, others are not qualified. Man, I really have it. I'm a devil general!

Thinking of this, I couldn't help laughing bitterly. Just now I scolded the demon for being in the mood to joke. Didn't I run the train with my head full?

At this time, the cross stake trembled more violently and was about to disperse. I was preparing to leave a last word to the demon. I just heard her say, "stop, pick up its wreckage, burn it with open flame, and then put it into the sealed ghost altar!"

My heart was overjoyed. The dead girl should have found a way, so she quickly stopped and looked back. The broken meat fell down half the corridor, and my brother turned his braids. You asked me to put these broken meat together. How? Will you let me live?

"Hurry up, you'll be finished as soon as the stakes are scattered!" The demon hurried.

Well, the word "finished" is far more infectious than the deadline. I turned back and stretched out my feet to kick back the broken meat. There is no need to ask about the mood at the moment. If poetry is used as a metaphor, it is "how disgusting it is to ask you, just like broken meat hanging on the mouth of sausage"!

Finally, after kicking these rotten things together, I wanted to stamp my feet off. The demon couldn't help urging me anxiously. I threw the stake to the ground, threw my hand away and lit the open flame finger, and set a fire on it.

Just at the moment when the stake and broken meat were burning, the black gas appeared nearby again, but just paused and disappeared as last time.

The demon immediately said angrily, "this method is really effective. Although it smashed the body, it's good that the stake hasn't spread yet, which makes it a taboo. Burning the broken meat and stake into ash is tantamount to integrating the corpse again, which may also have a counter effect, so we must preserve the ashes. "

Rotten corpses, broken meat and wooden stakes are full of yin and evil Qi. When ignited by the open flame, they burn brightly. It seems that they don't burn into ashes, and the fire will never go out.

I looked at the fire and asked, "Why are the dark dead so afraid of their own bodies and cross stakes? Why don't you grab it and let it burn? "

The demon said, "I can't understand this. Maybe it's the truth that all things in the world grow and conquer each other. Just like those living stone flower female monsters, they are timid when they see chicken blood. No matter how powerful the evil thing in the world is, it has its weakness. Sometimes this weakness is very simple and even ridiculous. "

Soon this pile of disgusting things burned to ashes. I took out a sealed ghost altar and filled the porcelain altar, but there was still a part on the ground. The demon said don't worry about the rest. These are enough.

So I put the jar back into my bag. The demon said that I couldn't paste the forbidden sign, otherwise the dark dead couldn't feel its ashes and would still shoot at me. At this moment, although we have found a way to deal with the dark dead, we still have no good plan for this flowing living mural.

They flow along the rock strata in the wall like mercury, leaving boiling pictures everywhere. It seems that the murals are elongated, like a giant "river picture on the Qingming Festival". However, they are not elongated, but like engraving. They re engrave the contents of the previous pictures in the wall, and the "main mural" continues to move forward, forming this head to tail relationship, A long series of giant paintings.

This is actually a copy. The reproductions left behind can be called "shadow paintings", but they are by no means fakes. Nothing more than the shadow painting has no "soul". It seems that the evil spirits and animals inside are still running crazy, but they can't break the painting.

When the rotten meat and wooden stakes were burned, the main mural had gone back. Because we came back in circles, between the shadows and paintings left by it, and this thing followed the breath of strangers, so we turned around and killed a rifle. Just then close to the eyes, and then at night for a while, I'm afraid I can't go away.

I hurried forward a few steps, turned into a fork and went to the right. While walking, he told the demon that the theme of this space is the dark magic of foreign Necromancers. It's enough to build a church and make so many empty rooms for Mao. Is it just used to create a maze so that intruders can never find an exit?

The demon said it was not such a design. From the murals, there was a "evil ghost" living in every room on this floor, waiting for the call of the necromancer at all times. However, they all strictly abide by the rules in the tomb and will not easily go out of their tomb before calling. Only the dark necromancer is the most unruly guy. When he meets the anger of strangers, he will wake up and attack. But it can also be understood that it is the guardian of this layer and has the right to haunt at will.

I said, why didn't you tell me earlier that there are evil spirits living in the room. Fortunately, we didn't mess in, otherwise we would poke the hornet's nest?

The demon said she didn't know this at first. She just found it on the mural. These evil spirits are different from domestic ghosts. They all get dark energy from the corpse. According to the dead faction, this is not a simple ghost, but a ferocious devil!

Fortunately, I didn't break into their tombs just now. Otherwise, if I disturb one, it will inevitably lead to a chain reaction, and the whole floor will be fried. At that time, these demons and evil spirits will pour out. They are not weaker than those evil spirits and monsters who break through the murals. It is difficult to escape their containment and pursuit.

I said, find the exit quickly and go to other floors. Speaking of other floors, I asked the demon in the mural, do you see how many floors there are in the demon God tomb? Where are we currently underground?

What did the demon say? It was the first floor just now. It should be on the fifth floor now. There are several floors in total, which can't be seen at the moment, but judging from the many different spaces built on the murals, there are at least nine floors. I was stunned. Why did we run to the upper floor when we just fell from the cave at the bottom of the pool?

The demon said it was a cover up. It's not the first time we met. According to the murals, each floor is arranged with the highest dark witchcraft, which has something in common with the five elements and eight trigrams in Taoism and Hetu Luoshu. Every moment they change over time, that is, the fifth layer we are in is not fixed. Later, it may become the second layer or the eighth layer, and only the first layer is fixed. Therefore, even if we can see some clues from the murals, it is still difficult to solve the mystery.

I scolded the old pervert in my heart. No wonder experts like two eyebrows and three eyebrows were trapped in them and couldn't find a way out. With the design of such a mobile maze, it is estimated that no one in the world can see through the mystery. Unless the old devil leads the way himself, no one can enter its kennel.

We were talking when we suddenly saw a dark shadow outside the door of a room on the right. When we looked carefully, it turned out to be yuan Qingyun. His face was as white as paper, his eyes were black, and he grinned at me.

I was stunned at first. How could the dark dead let go of its ghost? Then I saw it turn and enter the room behind me. I suddenly realized that it was the dark dead who asked it to light the artillery. Once this artillery battle is fired, it will blossom everywhere immediately, and the whole space will become a hell on earth!