Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 81: The Secret Revealed
The stairs were not high, but they were somewhat dilapidated. Although the four people tried to walk as lightly as possible, they still made a creaking sound under the heavy weight.
Such a sound made Murong Aotian stunned. He seemed to remember something and suddenly turned around to look at the well. At this moment, it was as silent as the environment here.
Seeing Murong Aotian standing there, Wang Chen followed Murong Aotian's gaze and saw that the ancient well was standing there quietly, without any abnormality.
"Come to think of it, it seems that only Zhang Wanquan has read the contents of this well. Is there something wrong with that?"
He suddenly remembered that because of the crazy woman, everyone's attention was almost focused on the woman. Except for Zhang Wanquan, no one even looked at the well.
"What is in that well? Calm water? Or a dry well? Or... a ghost?"
This thought suddenly made Wang Chen want to go over and explore the ancient well, but at this time Zhang Wanquan had already walked to the door of the room.
It was completely different from the decayed and dilapidated places elsewhere. Two wooden doors, vermilion as red as blood!
Wang Chen was shocked when he looked at the two doors that were shockingly red and reflecting the moonlight.
That ghost was knocking on the door, could it be that it was this door that was being knocked on?
In the story of Zhang Wanquan’s house of a thousand corpses, wasn’t there a house painted red as blood?
In that story, the moment the village chief pushed the door open was the moment he encountered the Vampire King. Doesn't this mean that this is the final moment?
Thinking of this, Wang Chen's pupils shrank, and an uncontrollable chill suddenly arose in his heart.
He suddenly realized that he had fallen into a deadly situation!
"After all, what Hei Huang said was right..." Wang Chen was horrified, but his mind was more focused.
Clear.
Now has come the final moment when the real purpose is revealed. It's ridiculous that I thought that to break the killing plan of this blood ghost king, I just needed to collect enough information.
But... no one has ever said that all this sufficient information is in this one room!
If the entire Emperor's Mind Space is a game created by the Demon Emperor Tongtian, then according to common sense, the Blood Ghost King, as one of the three legendary overlords of the Mind Demon, is extremely ferocious and is a BOSS.
Therefore, in an RPG game, if you want to defeat the BOSS, you need to advance the plot step by step from the beginning, and even obtain key plot props and key plot information before you can break out.
If Qin Qing and the Skinning General existed, they could still rely on their overwhelming strength to skip
If the plot wins, then this Blood Demon King is not an existence that can be defeated by cultivation alone.
Because of the curse of the Pojun Demon King, he directly encountered the Blood Demon King, and did not advance the plot at all.
How can we get enough information to break the killing situation when there is no time for love?
As strong as Kong Feiyun, who was of the so-called Ming Wang Peacock bloodline and was the nemesis of evil spirits, still died tragically in silence.
Thinking of this, Wang Chen's face turned bitter, and he suddenly missed Xiaoyao very much.
This little guy must be very sad to see his own corpse for no reason.
For the first time, a feeling of despair welled up in his heart.
His expression was just about to darken, but he saw Zhang Wanquan holding a rune and the illuminated magic stone in his left hand, and a white jade dagger in his right hand. He stretched out his hand and slowly pushed it towards the door with the side of his palm.
The door opened silently.
The pungent smell of blood wafted out.
Zhang Wanquan frowned slightly, but pushed the wooden door a little further and walked in.
The scene in the room is terrifying.
The floor, whose color could not be seen, was covered with dark red liquid. The walls of the room were covered with splashing blood, and even the spirit stone in Zhang Wanquan's hand seemed to be stained by the thick blood, emitting a strange red glow in the blood mist.
"Wow..." As soon as Luo Qingye entered the room, he couldn't bear it anymore. He held his stomach and leaned against the door to retch.
Wang Chen followed him into the room, but his brows knitted involuntarily. In addition to the thick blood stains in the room, a bloody human leg fell in front of the door.
On the wooden table against the wall lay a human hand. The remains looked as if they had been torn apart by sharp teeth and scattered all over the room, but they miraculously retained their complete shape: the heart, liver, lungs...
His eyes swept across the blood on the ground, and finally stopped on a large wooden cabinet painted with bright red lacquer facing the door.
The cabinet was shiny as new, blindingly red, yet very tall. In this hellish scene, it looked incredibly weird.
Is this the original coffin from the House of Thousand Corpses?
Murong Aotian, Luo Qingye, Jiang Yu, remember, hold on to the magic weapon tightly and don't let go. Whether you can escape or not depends on this one move.
Zhang Wanquan didn't even turn his head, but called out the names in a deep voice.
Wang Chen only felt that Zhang Wanquan's voice had a magical power that made people trust him very much. He tightly clasped the white jade bowl in his hand and nodded blankly.
Zhang Wanquan slowly walked towards the bright red wardrobe.
The strange red light emitted by the spirit stone under the blood seemed to move with him. His footsteps were slow and silent, and even his breathing seemed to have stopped, for fear that the footsteps would wake up the evil spirit in the cabinet.
The wooden cabinet was right in front of him, with two semicircular built-in handles on the cabinet door. Zhang Wanquan paused for a moment, took a deep breath, reached out and grabbed one of the cabinet door handles, and pulled it hard.
Clang.
The wooden door is wide open!
Just at this moment, a strange gust of wind blew through the room with a sound that sounded like crying and laughing.
The light of the spirit stone in Zhang Wanquan's hand suddenly went out like a candle that was suddenly blown out.
In the room, four magic weapons simultaneously lit up with a faint green light. This sight shocked Murong Aotian and Luo Qingye. They only knew to hold the magic weapons tightly in their hands. On the magic weapons, strange energy turned into thin threads, carrying bright red light, and rushed towards Zhang Wanquan, becoming the only source of light in the dark room.
The red light turned Zhang Wanquan, Murong Aotian and Luo Qingye's faces red. The three faces suddenly turned pale and strange smiles appeared on their faces.
Murong Aotian stabbed the awl into his arm and while laughing, he fiercely cut his flesh and pulled out his tendons.
Luo Qingye held the bone knife in his hand and cut his face again and again, trying to peel off his skin unconsciously.
Looking at Zhang Wanquan's magic weapon again, it had actually been inserted into the figure in the cabinet door in front of him.
Is this figure the evil ghost?
Zhang Wanquan didn't even look at the so-called evil ghost, but loosened his hand holding the magic weapon, turned around slowly with a strange smile on his face, and glanced at the four people.
Suddenly, the smile on his face froze. He was stunned for a moment. He saw that the jade bowl should have been held in Wang Chen's hand, and he should have dug out his heart and put it in the bowl. Why was the jade bowl upside down on the ground at this moment?
Where is Jiang Yu?
He ran away?!
He was first shocked and then angry, and let out a heart-wrenching roar.
"You can't get away~" The eerie screams echoed throughout the haunted house.
He was deliberate and calculated, causing several people to be suspicious of each other, and used psychological oppression to make them step into his trap step by step. However, he failed in the end!
Hearing this scream like a ghost crying in the night, Wang Chen's scalp went numb and his head
The hair seemed to stand up.
Among the thirty-six strategies, running away is the best one!
Just now, when the light of the magic stone suddenly went out and the surroundings instantly fell into darkness,
When the blood-red wardrobe was opened, he clearly saw that there was no evil ghost in the wardrobe, but the twisted body of the woman who had died in the hall just now!
In a moment of shock, Zhang Wanquan threw the jade sword in his hand with a crazy look.
Inserted into the dead man's head.
At this moment, he quietly put down the strange jade bowl magic weapon, stepped sideways and came to the courtyard.
It was as cold outside as before, and a red moon appeared in the sky.
The moon was waning, and the red moonlight made the world look blood red.
