Lowering his flashlight to shine, Pan Xiaoqiang nodded: "Yes, someone should have repaired this place. This kind of cement cannot be a product of nature? Is there any mystery here?" Fortunately, there was a man standing next to him.

He is a special soldier, otherwise no matter how courageous he is, he may be frightened. The unknown and terror have the same root. ( )

Han Fei took a photo of the bottom wall of the well again. Although the surrounding area was dry, there was nothing abnormal. Smooth pebbles and many spider webs were in the way, but it seemed that a new continent was discovered in front of him: "I don't know, there is something ahead.

There is an opening, let’s go in and take a look.”

It turned out that after going down to the bottom of the well, in addition to a relatively wide area, there seemed to be a looming opening ten meters ahead. Han Fei handed the flashlight to Pan Xiaoqiang, leaned forward and gently explored the front.

The further he walked, the more creepy Pan Xiaoqiang felt. In this place, his filaments could not play any role. No matter what he was detecting, the steel needles were piercing the iron plate, and the surrounding darkness almost swallowed him up.

Lost.

With great difficulty, Han Fei moved to the opening. When he shined the flashlight behind him, he saw that this was not an opening. It was clearly a door, and the door's beams and door frame were covered with a layer of ceramic tiles.

"Isn't this someone's residence?" Pan Xiaoqiang asked in a low voice, his fingers trembling slightly. If someone really lived here, how would it be? Living in a dark place every day, no one knows what has become.

Look! At least the hair and skin will turn pale because they are not exposed to the sun.

Han Fei shook his head and went in to take a look first.

After walking in for about ten meters, Pan Xiaoqiang and Han Fei discovered a subtle light at the same time. Although it was very weak, they could still feel it, just like the dots of light in the starry sky.

It's just that the starlight gave people hope, but this time the light gave them infinite terror.

"Are we still going forward?" Han Fei, a special soldier, was still a little worried. After all, Chinese ghosts and foxes talked too much. People who grew up in this land still have some fear of ghosts and gods, and have the courage to do so.

Size doesn't matter.

Pan Xiaoqiang moved his feet back and gritted his teeth: "Go forward bravely, otherwise you will have regrets for the rest of your life."

"Let's go, if there are really evil spirits, I will fight them today." After saying that, Han Fei straightened his right leg forward, pulled out the tungsten steel sword from the leather sheath on his thigh, and waved it.

, hunched over again, holding a sword in one hand, and walked forward avoiding the bright place.

Pan Xiaoqiang and Han Fei walked back to back. The most terrifying thing in the darkness was not that there was something ghostly in front of them, but that there was something dirty behind them without knowing it.

"Brother Fei, is there nothing wrong?" Within half a minute, Pan Xiaoqiang would feel nervous for no reason, and Han Fei would say in a deep voice: "No problem."

The light became brighter and brighter, and finally, after making nine twists and turns in this small cave, Pan Xiaoqiang and the two reached their destination.

Fortunately, Han Fei had already seen clearly what was in front of him. When Pan Xiaoqiang turned around, his hair stood up in fear - it turned out to be a mourning hall.

Yes, the white elegiac couplets, the glossy black sunken wood coffin, and the fist-thick red wax under the corners on both sides all prove that this is definitely a mourning hall.

"Guilty, sinful." Pan Xiaoqiang clasped his hands together and muttered, because his powers were never used in this place, so his psychological pressure was much greater than that of Han Fei.

"Don't be afraid, maybe someone trying to save money buried his family here." Han Fei raised his eyes and scanned around.

Pan Xiaoqiang was a little unable to move: "Brother Fei, I think what you said is unreliable. If you don't have money, who can open such a big hole at the bottom of the well? It's unscientific."

Han Fei rubbed his hands and said nothing, just looking around.

"Why does the light screen show the picture here? Is there something strange about this mourning hall?" With great difficulty, Pan Xiaoqiang finally got over this momentum and walked to the center of the mourning hall and wandered around.

Suddenly there was a jeering sound, which sounded like someone grinding their teeth.

Oh, let me go! Pan Xiaoqiang jumped up suddenly, Han Fei's body also trembled, and asked quickly: "Xiaoqiang, did you make this sound?"

"What nonsense, am I just kidding myself?" Pan Xiaoqiang's heart tightened, and Jie Jie's voice became even louder.

The two listened to the source of the sound, and they were even more stunned. It turned out that the sound was coming from a heavy wood coffin.

Boom! The coffin board suddenly flew up.

Both Pan Xiaoqiang and Han Fei were stunned. Yes, they really flew up, and the coffin board flew towards Pan Xiaoqiang's body accurately. If he didn't exercise every day and his reaction was relatively good,

It's hard to say that Pan Xiaoqiang's right shoulder could have been dislocated due to the impact.

"Who are you?" Pan Xiaoqiang looked at the fragments of coffin boards on the ground and asked bravely.

I stretched my neck slightly, wanting to see what was inside the coffin?

Han Fei held the tungsten steel sword tightly and walked over step by step. After looking around, he was even worse than Pan Xiaoqiang just now. He jumped back quickly: "There is a big living person in this, fuck!"

"

Pan Xiaoqiang ran over quickly and poked his head above the coffin. The old man inside the coffin had a rosy complexion, red lips, and even his hair was very shiny. Which dead person would look like this?

Just as I was about to reach out and pull this guy out and ask him why he was playing tricks here, suddenly the old man inside the coffin let out a series of evil laughter sounds, which were really the sounds of grinding teeth.

"Holy shit, I'm possessed!" Pan Xiaoqiang shouted loudly, right? If anyone could make such a powerful grinding sound, they would probably grind their teeth.

With a horrified look on his face, Pan Xiaoqiang was scared and laughing at the same time. What he was scared of was the weird situation in front of him, but what he was laughing about was that he dared to reach out to grab this old man, and his hand was stretched out in the air, looking funny and tight!

Seeing that Pan Xiaoqiang seemed to be in real danger, Han Fei used his strong will to drive away the fear in his heart and jumped over, ready to stab this guy who didn't know whether he was a human or a ghost.

Unexpectedly, just after making a move, the man suddenly opened his mouth, and a red light flew into Pan Xiaoqiang's hand, which felt hot.

Pan Xiaoqiang was frightened. He waved his hand and the red light fell to the ground. It rolled several times and the light faded. It turned out to be a transparent bead, about the size of a little finger. He looked into the coffin again and found that the old man's

The lower limbs have begun to rot.

The speed of decomposition was astonishing. Within a minute, the old man's body, including the clothes on his body, was completely decomposed, not even a layer of ashes was left.

"Time and space hourglass?" Pan Xiaoqiang was shocked, this word flashed in his head, and he blurted it out.

Han Fei held the tungsten steel sword and asked: "What is the hourglass of time and space?"

"Some people who dug graves worked hard to bring up a few treasures from the ground. Unfortunately, as soon as they saw the sun, these treasures turned into dust and disappeared invisible. This phenomenon has caused some powerful people to

It's called the hourglass of time and space." Pan Xiaoqiang worked hard. Now the only guy in the mourning hall who can turn into a 'zongzi' is gone, and the threat is much smaller.

Pan Xiaoqiang picked up the small bead, put it in his hand, and pondered: "Is it possible that this is the one on the top of Jade Toad's head? There is a little red light on the top of Jade Toad's head in the light screen."

"Is this the secret of the mythical beast stone? It seems more mysterious now."

Isn't it? A dead man held a bead in his mouth, but the bead automatically ran to Pan Xiaoqiang's hand, and the dead man appeared like an hourglass in time and space, which is not strange.

"Let me take a look." Pan Xiaoqiang sensed the bead, but could not feel the structure inside, and he was very sure in his heart that this thing was not a part of the Blood Wolf Cauldron, and had no affinity at all. Looking his head towards the top of the coffin, he

It was discovered that at the bottom of the coffin, which was covered with yellow cloth, there was an ancient book.

After reaching out and picking it out, the title page of the ancient book read: "Feng Shui Geography."

"I wonder why this place is so weird? I worked on it for a long time and found it to be a hiding place for a Feng Shui master." Pan Xiaoqiang handed the Feng Shui book to Han Fei.

After flipping through it, Han Fei said, "Why is there only half of it? If there was a complete copy, maybe Xiaoqiang, you could go out and pinch your feet to tell fortunes... and pinch your bones to tell fortunes."

Pan Xiaoqiang shook his head. The art of Chinese Feng Shui is mysterious and mysterious, but there are only a few masters and many charlatans. Yang Banxian, who I met twice in the hotel last time, is probably the best among the charlatans.

When the two of them were talking about Mr. Feng Shui's misdeeds, a trembling sound suddenly came from the mourning hall that had stopped suddenly, and the two of them were frightened again.

"Holy shit! Here we go again?" Pan Xiaoqiang's heart was in his throat.

"Meow."

"Meow."

A snow-white cat crawled out from under the coffin. Its eyes were red and it looked a little ferocious.

His left front foot was pulling on the ground, and a humane smile seemed to appear on the corner of his mouth.

"Damn it, it couldn't be a spirit." Pan Xiaoqiang and Han Fei both stepped back slightly. If a wild cat jumped out here, it wouldn't matter to them, but now this cat,

The hair is shiny and not messy at all, and the red eyes combined with the smile look terrifying no matter how you look at it.

Pan Xiaoqiang grabbed a candle and said, "Cat Demon, Uncle Pan will fight with you today."

The white cat actually stood up straight and scratched its head with its front paws. Its figure was so charming that people forgot it was a cat. Finally, it licked its front paws and said, "Meow!"

Pan Xiaoqiang and Han Fei looked at each other. They couldn't stand it anymore. Such a terrifying thing must be eradicated as soon as possible. The two people who reached a consensus raised their weapons to fight against the white cat.

when.

Suddenly the coquettish white cat jumped back and disappeared into the darkness, and an even more terrifying scene appeared.

Both Pan Xiaoqiang and Han Fei vaguely saw a woman in white clothes in the dark shadow, but they could only see the outline of the woman clearly.
Chapter completed!