When Zhong Kui stepped into this mysterious secret room, it was like a sense of sensing. The room suddenly burst into an uproar, but the iron door behind him slammed and closed automatically.

He was secretly shocked and turned around and pushed the iron gate, but it was futile. He had already used up his true power just now. Even if he wanted to exert force again, he had to wait half an hour before he could talk about it after all the functions of his body recovered.

With all kinds of guesses, he subconsciously looked up and looked around. The scene inside was clear at a glance. The secret room was simply decorated, with a mahogany table and a chair. There was an antique inkstone on the table, which made people feel comfortable to look at. Zhong Kui had an uncontrollable impulse and could not help but reach out to touch it. After touching it, he had to admire the texture of the inkstone as delicate as a baby's skin and as warm as a jade.

The simple secret room does not make people feel anything unusual. After careful observation and consideration by Zhong Kui, the lamp should be a voice-controlled lamp. The country does not have this condition to produce voice-controlled lamps. The voice-controlled lamps should be imported from abroad.

Printed wallpaper is not produced in China, and the entire secret room is luxurious but not luxurious. On the surface, there seems to be nothing worthy of his attention, but his keen intuition tells him that there must be even more terrifying secrets here.

When I searched inch by inch, what I said when I left: What you see is not necessarily true, what you see is not necessarily true, what you see is not necessarily true, what you see is not necessarily true, what you see is not necessarily true, what you are real does not necessarily mean.

Thinking and looking around, he soon discovered a problem, that is, the corners of the walls in the southeast, northwest and north are very clean, with no dirt, and there is not even a trace of spider webs. It was like a cleaner cleaning every day. When he approached the wall, the fragrance became stronger. Suddenly, he felt dizzy, and his body shook, and then there was a feeling of clear nose left. Subconsciously, he reached out and touched it with a sticky touch. When he looked closely, he saw that it was bleeding from the nose. He couldn't help but be surprised and said to himself: This smell is poisonous.

Zhong Kui hurriedly calmed down, condensed body energy, activated antibody functions, and resisted toxin invasion in time. The energy that had just condensed was used to resist toxin invasion again. If you want to go out, you have to continue waiting. There are toxins in the room. What does this mean? The designer is cruel and ruthless. He used this specifically to deal with people entering this secret room. However, looking at the clean and simple environment in the secret room, it seems that no one has come in yet, otherwise why didn’t he see the corpse or anything else?

There is another question that makes Zhong Kui puzzled. Since the designer wants to die in the secret room, why did he set up a secret passage ventilation vent? He is here, even if he has a body that is not poisonous, if there is no external air, how could he not die suddenly?

In the dark, the person who built this secret room seemed to know that one day Zhong Kui would appear here, otherwise he would not have tried his best to design these maze arrays.

Ghosts are not scary, what is scary is human nature. When humans and ghosts compete, Zhong Kui can be said to be sure to win, but he knows that although he will not die suddenly, he may starve him to death because he can't go out.

He moved his eyes away from the printed wallpaper, and he looked at the wooden table and the inkstone.

The inkstone has no ink ingots, but it has a square, small and delicate grinding stone. The grinding stone is the thickness of the middle finger, which is about the size of the ink ingots in reality. Zhong Kui, who stared at the inkstone for a long time, seemed to understand something, and said to himself: If you want to talk about the strange part of the secret room, it should be this inkstone.

He picked up the grinding stone and instinctively wanted to move the inkstone. He stretched out his hand to touch the edge of the inkstone and stopped it. The inkstone could not move. He went back and forth in the secret room. Time passed by minute by minute, and he didn't know whether it was day or night outside. At this moment, he was like a lost blind man, unable to find the direction to go home. In an instant, because of his anxiety, a layer of fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead, leaning on the iron gate speechlessly, leaning on the iron gate weakly.

Tired, coupled with lack of physical strength, the effect of toxins, sleepiness came, and in a daze, I felt someone shouting: Zhong Kui, you can't sleep, wake up quickly.

Suddenly, when he opened his eyes, a kind old man appeared in front of him, with silver-white hair and a kind face, looking at him in a very gentle manner.

"Kids wake up,"

Zhong Kui's sour eyes could not open all of a sudden, so he could only squint his eyes and said vaguely: "Who are you?"

"I am your aunt, have you forgotten me? I once came to you and see you,"

"aunt,"

"Well, get up quickly, I'll tell you the secret of going to the Evil Palace,"

"Oh, you know how to go, it's great, tell me, I'm listening,"

My aunt smiled faintly, leaned closer to Zhong Kui's ear, and said this.

"What," Zhong Kui kicked his legs and said in a silence. When he opened his eyes again, there was nothing in front of him, but the coldness in his ears still existed, like the feeling of cold wind blew.

Holding the cold iron door, supporting it, staggering, and staggeringly walking to the mahogany table, looking at the inkstone with eyes fixedly, slowly lifting fingers and staring blankly,

My aunt said: This is a Duanxi blood inkstone, which is also the key to the evil spirit palace. The Duanxi blood inkstone was used by the owner of the secret room and must see human blood to open the door of the evil spirit palace.

Zhong Kui twisted his thick eyebrows, raised his fingers, and bit it without hesitation. He tasted the salty and sweet blood at the tip of his tongue, one drop, two drops, three drops, and three drops, and then picked up the millstone three strokes left and three strokes right. Thinking that if the dream just now was an illusion, he bit his finger foolishly, and he would eventually starve to death here. He couldn't help but tremble, and suddenly turned his head and looked back with nerves.

There was nothing behind, and there was no movement. Zhong Kui felt extremely frustrated and despair for the first time. At this moment, a huge vibration suddenly came from behind. His heart tightened. He had no time to think about and guess, and his mind was blank and slowly turned his head to look.

A wall, no, is a big door, like a big mouth, suddenly opened. It did not open automatically. It should be said that Zhong Kui paid the price and the blood on his fingers invaded the inkstone.

The throne of the Dark King gradually appeared in front of Zhong Kui. The highest point of the Evil Palace was not the Dark Goddess, but a luxurious and exquisite throne full of magic. The owner of the throne was my aunt.

My aunt was the devil, and Zhong Kui couldn't believe it and shook his head to deny it. He could not compare the aunt who appeared in the dream to this evil woman with a hideous face and a butterfly mask.

Although the evil woman was already a mummy without consciousness and life, her dry and empty eyes were still looking down at Zhong Kui who was standing upright below with hatred.

Around the palace, the statues of evil ghosts that make people feel cold when they look at them are the evil spirits that once appeared in City A. Why, aunt, what did you do? Zhong Kui felt heartbroken, and scenes that happened appeared in his mind.
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