Chapter 57

"This... Just the way?"

"The mechanism in the passage is set up by the strange gate dunjia. It can only come in, but can't go out. This is the dead gate that Leng youjue set up for us, and it's also why our king said it took a lot of effort."

Shit! Can only go in but not out? She wouldn't have followed me!

"How can I get out now?"

Feng Che sees her one face dish color, a tiny smile way: "follow this king, from owe not you."

What is not to lose, not to go out now is not to lose?

"After the door is opened for a while, in case of an accident, follow me closely."

Nodded to the late, the spirit of shock: "you can rest assured that the loss of life, I will naturally play twelve spirit!"

Feng Che light smile, eyes fell on the door, suddenly slowly walk a few steps to the door, is facing the door of the Dragon closed his eyes.

In the originally calm and wave free enclosed space, suddenly there was a strong wind. Later, the wind was blowing hard. He ran behind him and grasped his sleeve robe tightly. Fengche didn't move. When the wind was so strong that it almost blew people up, there were several sounds like blasting around the stone gate in front of him. Then four embedded flying rings suddenly flew out of the walls at four corners, Flying ring down, in front of the stone door also slowly open from the middle to both sides.

At night, he was so blinded by the wind that he could hardly see what was going on inside. If he didn't have a good concentration, he would have been scared down.

It's a huge mausoleum with thousands of square meters. All kinds of weapons on the ground are made or not formed. They are full of the mausoleum. There are hundreds of people who build weapons in all directions! It's far fetched to say that people are actually pale, their eyes and lips are blue and purple, and they look like zombies. At a glance, they know that they are controlled by magic, and they are human and not human!

Hearing the news, everyone looked to the door, calm eyes suddenly slowly turned red, full of strange light, staring at them.

"What are these?"

"Puppet is a kind of living dead people who are controlled by magic. These people are controlled by magic when they have only one breath left, so they can keep their body healthy, but they are like dead people, so they are called puppets." Feng Che's eyes were also surprised. Obviously, he didn't think that Leng youjue killed so many people just to have obedient puppets for revenge, and made weapons for him day and night just like a machine.

Xiangwan didn't expect that there would be such a strange existence, which is more mysterious than the zombies in the legend. She stared at those people, her eyes were a little hot: "they come here!"

Feng Che's eyes fell quietly on the figures and said, "they are Leng youjue's figures, which are equivalent to thousands of Leng youjue. Remember, don't look at them in the opposite direction, otherwise, you will be controlled by the magic here again and become the same person as them."

Xiang Wan silently wrote down in his heart. He felt his finger at his waist and said: "is poison useful to them?"

"It's no use. If you use the dagger I just gave you to stab their Tanzhong acupoint, these living dead people will only have one breath. As long as you stab Tanzhong acupoint and let their inner breath diffuse, they will naturally become dead people in the real sense, and magic will no longer have any effect on them."

"Is that murder?"

"They have been controlled by Leng youjue for many years. If they don't eat, they will be dead. If you stab them, you will give them a relief."