Chapter 1554

Hu Jinglin and Xu Tianze were no different from what they looked like in the dream. They knelt there stiffly, their eyes protruding, and looked particularly ferocious against the background of the dark green light.

I looked at the demon and said what the hell was wrong with Wen Feng? Why did Mao get the bodies of Hu Jinglin and Xu Tianze to the corpse King's nest? It's not like a lamplighter kneeling under the altar. It's like a confession. What kind of dog skin plaster does he sell in the gourd?

And is this altar specially built to worship the dead king?

Just thinking about it, I suddenly saw a figure on the altar, just like a projection effect, just from the inside. The whole trapezoidal slope of the altar became transparent, like a huge curtain, just like a shadow play.

I saw the figure was very huge, like a giant, still running back and forth, so he ran from this inclined plane to the other inclined plane, and then turned to the back of the altar and disappeared.

Wipe, how does it look like JOYA, with wavy long hair and towering chest

Then another figure appeared. It was a man with a bigger and longer figure. He looked around and shouted, "martial uncle... Xiaowen... Qiaoya..."

Fainted. It's Qiu Bitian. How did he enter the altar and become a "shadow puppet"?

I immediately shouted, "bastard, I'm right outside. Can't you hear me?"

Qiu Bitian didn't hear any sound at all. He shouted and ran forward. He soon turned to the back and disappeared. Then Qiaoya turned around and shouted, "brother beast... Sister-in-law beast... Dog... Where are you?" He cried at the back, but soon turned to the back of the altar.

The demon nodded and said, "I see. When they enter the altar, the altar casts its shadow on the wall in the form of shadow play, which can be seen clearly from the outside. It's like ghost movies at that time. We can see them and hear their voices, but they can't see us or hear us. "

Wan Jinqi smiled: "yes, the altar is like a light box for shadow play. At the moment, they are all puppet shadow puppets. They can't see us or hear our voices. But we can enjoy their wonderful performance outside. "

I frowned and asked, "whose altar is this?"

If it's the corpse King's, why can Mao play shadow play? You know, it's his hobby to smell the wind. From his hiding black stone in the oil lamp of shadow play and refining the twelve Yin soldiers before flowers and under the moon, we can see that he has a special preference for shadow play. The corpse king can't like this thing too, and let him do whatever he wants in his altar.

Wan Jinqi immediately looked solemn and said, "of course the altar is divine!"

Bah, God, a wool!

Even for the corpse king, it can't afford the word God, which is a blasphemy to the God.

The grandson was cursed in the ancient tomb. It is more appropriate to say that he has become a lamplighter than a corpse slave. He certainly didn't know who the tomb owner was and who the corpse king was. In his bones, that was the God.

The demon asked, "aren't you trapped between the iron gates? How did you get in?"

When Wan Jinqi heard this, he smiled and said, "it was the female corpse who came out of the coffin and broke the iron gate. I was summoned by the gods and entered this floor, waiting for your arrival."

"How did my two companions enter the altar?" I asked puzzled.

"For the side room into which they entered went straight into the altar."

I see. The three side rooms seemed to lead to three places in different directions. Qiu Bitian and Qiao Ya were a little unlucky and went directly into the largest of the three pits.

"What about the others? Were they all killed by the female corpse, or did they also enter the side room?" I asked again.

Wan Jinqi answered all the questions at this time and said to me: "they all fled into the side room. The blind man and Lao Mao are on the same road, and the real master and apprentice of Yanxia are on the other way..."

"No!" The demon interrupted him, "there are three side rooms in total. Our companions entered one and went straight to the altar. You entered one outside the altar, so there was only the last one left. How did the four of them divide into two ways? Where is the extra side room? "

Wan Jinqi said with a smile, "no matter which of the three side rooms I take, I can come outside the altar. Can you understand what that means? "

Look at you. Why don't we understand what you think is unpredictable?

So I looked at the demon again. Now it seems that the ancient tomb is not only three floors, but also the fourth floor and even the fifth floor. There are four roads leading down from the bottom of the coffin. This is the only right road, and the other three are all misguided. Wan Jinqi, who has already become a lamplighter, can find the right direction on three wrong paths and finally go to the altar.

Although Qiaoya and Qiu Bitian were unlucky, they were still alive at least when they entered the altar. Fat uncle and the four of them were unpredictable. I think it's the old man and sun cangran's credit that Qiaoya and Qiu Bitian can live to the present. Without them, the two shadows in the shadow play would be walking corpses.

Seeing that we didn't speak, Wan Jinqi asked mysteriously, "do you know why there are three wrong paths in the tomb?"

The demon looked at me and sniffed, "isn't it just to mystify and lead the grave robbers to death?"

Wan Jinqi shook his head with a proud look that you don't understand. He only heard him say, "these three roads are not misguided and dead ends, but hidden mysteries and endless mysteries. I searched all the ancient documents before I found out the truth. But I can't tell you now. When you die, I'll tell your ghosts. "

It's an unspeakable secret. Is it the same as the secret that a madman told before he died? The living can't listen, only the dead can know? Wipe, isn't that fat uncle also a living dead man?

I nodded and said, "do you know what happened to these ancient corpses kneeling under the altar?"

Wan Jinqi said with a smile, "of course, they are apologizing. Soon, you will also get this honor, but the position is not under the altar, but in the eternal dead bone pit! "

"What eternal bone pit?"

As soon as the demon asked this, the lights in front of him suddenly went out and became dark again.

I called Wan Jinqi. The old bastard didn't make a sound. There was a dead silence around. The needle can be heard.

The demon immediately clenched my hand and said in a low voice, "those insects are coming. Let's go!" Then he took me and ran forward. Just now we had seen the terrain clearly. We would never run to the altar, but to the oblique front.

But then there was a dense rustle from all directions, which made the scalp numb. The demon quickly grabbed me and stopped. Obviously, we were trapped in a siege and had no way to go. The dead girl was not able to see, but detected the danger with a sensitive smell.

The demon clenched his teeth and said, "I'll try with an ice arrow!"

In those years, the Longevity Palace could not eliminate these insects with all the Maoshan secret methods. Now it can only try ice age magic. Don't say, the ice arrow really received a miraculous effect. The demon said that she killed a bug in front. Now she can see a faint picture in the dark.

But then she exclaimed, "why?"

What do I ask? The demon said sadly, "this is not a corpse, this is a corpse!"

Worm corpse? What's the matter with the insect corpse? It's nothing more than dead zombies and insects. They were killed by ice arrows. Why make such a fuss?

I haven't opened my mouth yet, but the demon continued: "these insects can't be touched at all. As long as they are killed, they will immediately shell and become a zombie!"

"How big?" I blink. If I'm still as big as an insect, there's nothing to be afraid of.

Who knows, the demon said with a crying voice: "as big as a normal person, it seems that the lowest level is maojiang!"

I can't help but be stunned. A bug with a thumb belly will shell out and drill out a person. Aren't you kidding?

"There's nothing terrible about Mao Jiang. Kill them and make a way of blood!" I was stunned and hurried.

"Kill a splash!" The demon didn't have a good way, "I just killed one, and it turned into countless black insects!"

I wipe, kill insects, transform into zombies, kill zombies, and turn into a piece of insects. And the more insects you kill, the more people you kill. Will you let people live?