"Next door!" Maple Sugar said, rushing towards the door next to her.
This door is still thick and strong.
"squeak--"
There was some golden fluorescence inside the door.
What you see is a pile of huge black objects, leaning against the corner, motionless.
"Fool!"
Qin Yin jumped for joy and hugged the fool who opened the door.
Lao Luo stood by the wall, looking at everyone with relief, the compass in his hand emitting soft fluorescence from time to time.
But there are other people in the room.
Xiaolan hugged Qin Yin's arm and hummed a few times, then her eyes fell on the two people sitting half leaning against the wall in the room.
"Wind? Bird?"
Xiaolan understood instantly.
No wonder...their voices came out through the headphones.
"What's going on?" The Taoist priest rubbed Qin Yin's hair and asked Xiang Lao Luo, "Why..."
"Come in and talk."
Lao Luo closed the door and the room became brighter.
Only then did everyone see that the dark mass in the corner turned out to be Lei curled up.
Bing was lying in Que's arms, her little face was very pale, and she was breathing heavily.
"I'm sorry..." Feng's eyes fell on Xiaolan and his voice trembled.
"Have you been caught?" Xiaolan looked at the blood-soaked clothes of several people. "Did the monsters here torture you? You don't need to apologize to me. Let's go out together this time..."
"No...it's not..." Feng's eyes slowly turned red, and he reached into his arms with his right hand, slowly took out a bunch of things, held it in both hands and handed it to Xiaolan, "I'm sorry...we..."
Xiaolan glanced down.
Instantly, the skin all over my body was numb with cold.
Xiaolan opened and closed her mouth a few times, but the words she wanted to say were stuck in her throat.
Qin Yin also lowered his head and stopped talking.
"It...it blocked a shot for Lei and Bing," Feng's voice was hoarse, and the bird beside him shed tears, "If it hadn't been for it...Lei and Bing would have died, but...just..."
Xiaolan can't listen to anything now.
Each word entered her ears, like some strange notes. She couldn't understand it and didn't want to hear it.
Her chin began to tremble.
My whole body started to tremble.
My eyes and nose hurt terribly, as if I was about to...
"Eh? Is it Xiaolan?"
Um?
Xiaolan's mood was suddenly interrupted.
"Oh! It's really Xiaolan! You've finally found me!..."
The black skin on Feng's palm was in tatters, and a tear was opened across his body on his abdomen, with all the cotton wool leaking out.
But this miserable body actually made such an excited sound.
Xiaolan's mood was broken, but there were no tears. She sniffed and the moist liquid rolled down.
"You... why are you crying!" Heipi's voice was panicked, and the remaining cotton wool was squirming in Feng's hands, which made Feng stunned. "I'm not dead, no... I didn't say I won't die...
...Why are you crying...you...you don't think I'm dead, do you?"
Xiaolan quickly shook her head and took the black-skinned remains with both hands.
"Why did you make it so miserable..." Xiaolan thought her mood had stabilized, but she still cried when she spoke, "How... why did you make it so... embarrassing..."
Qin Yin came over with a surprised look on his face, "Isn't it dead?"
Xiaolan twitched and held her forehead in distress. Although she was no longer sad, tears still kept falling, "It...it is very healthy."
"Of course I'm healthy," Heipi lay down in Xiaolan's hand with satisfaction, "but some people are not healthy. What about the rabbit? The rabbit? It's starving to death."
"grumble--"
A trembling cry suddenly sounded from the corner to Lei's left.
The rabbit was so thin and skinny from hunger, and its body was covered in black. No wonder no one saw it.
But when did the rabbit run away with Heipi?
The Taoist priest quickly opened his backpack, took out the uneaten biscuits and handed them to the rabbit.
The rabbit was so weak that it looked like it was about to die, but as soon as it saw the food, it pounced on the food and started to eat it, making people wonder if it was cheating.
Seeing that Heipi seemed fine, Feng saw that he sat up with support, "Is it... okay?"
"It's okay," Xiaolan cleared her throat, "How did you get caught, and where are you?"
"This is the Prison of the Dead."
Lao Luo said in a low voice.
Prison of the Dead?
Everyone's expressions changed.
Feng nodded and continued, "Not long after we left you, we were... captured by Wenbro and brought back here."
"Wemblow?" Xiaolan shouted, "He's not dead?!"
"We should have guessed that he would not die so easily."
Que said, lowering his head and touching Bing's hair.
"Bing and Lei...were they injured by him?" Xiaolan looked at the two of them.
"It's not just ice and thunder," Feng sighed and shook his head again, "The four of us, as well as this black man, were all seriously injured and thrown into the prison of the dead. Fortunately, this gentleman showed up...he
He saved us, otherwise we... I'm afraid we would have become nourishment for the guards."
Luo Jiutian turned to Xiang Lao Luo, "Dad, what's going on?"
"It's a long story," Lao Luo said slowly, motioning for everyone to sit on the ground first, "After checking Miss Xiaolan and Miss Qin Yin's rooms that night, I was sitting alone in the room to rest. About midnight, something unexpectedly appeared outside the window.
I saw a strange figure. Although the figure was in human form, it was extremely ugly. It tried to attack me but failed, so it turned around and jumped towards the garden. I knew there must be something fishy about this. I followed the monster all the way here. The four of them were not fully injured yet.
After being cured, Miss Qin Yin appeared..."
"That thing is so shameless!" Qin Yin continued Lao Luo's words and cursed, "It ambush me in the mirror while I was going to the toilet and scratched my neck. Fortunately, my ability is still useful at critical times.
of……"
"You sent yourself directly to the Prison of the Dead?" The fool was dumbfounded.
"I... I still can't control the location of the exit," Qin Yin muttered, "What I was thinking about at the time was to stay away from here..."
Although Lao Luo briefly described the process of "it couldn't sneak attack" and "following it all the way" in an understatement, Xiaolan knew that it must be a level that she couldn't even imagine.
"Feng," the Taoist priest squatted down on one knee and looked at Feng. "The Prison of the Undead contains people who have awakened from the spiritual tide. Do you know...what's going on next door?"
Feng's lips trembled twice unconsciously, "Next door, are they... all dead?"
"Yes," the Taoist priest nodded. "There is a room of dead bodies next door, and in the room opposite, there is a skeleton that can talk."
"Are there still petal-like meat scraps floating in the air?" Feng asked.
The Taoist priest nodded.
Feng glanced at the bird next to him, who pursed his lips. After a long moment, he slowly asked, "Isn't that skeleton wearing anything?"