Chapter 51

The white corpse was shattered by the bullet, so he still wanted to attack. Unfortunately, under the crazy shooting of the bullet, all his actions became futile. Soon, his right hand holding the sword was also unloaded by the terrorist warhead.

"Pa ~" after a while, the corpse, who had lost his limbs, finally lay on the stone slab. Song Fei came forward impolitely, pointed his long sword at his abdomen and cut it hard.

Then, from its abdominal intestines, a gray evil stone the size of litchi came out.

"Ding Dong ~"

"If you find the evil stone fragment, you can exchange 20 points. Do you want to exchange it?"

"Exchange."

20 points is another great wealth.

Then, Song Fei immediately crossed the corpse and finally entered the stone gate.

This is another hall. Compared with the previous hall for wooden coffins, the space here is much smaller, only half the size of the hall just now.

As soon as Song Fei stepped into the hall, he immediately felt a cold attack. Even if he had real Qi to protect his body, he couldn't help shivering.

This hall is just a stone gate different from the hall just now. There is nothing to seal the space between the two places, but the temperature between the two is more than ten degrees.

But even if the temperature is low, it won't make Song Fei shiver. You know, it's freezing and snowy outside. The temperature is lower than here, but there is an inexplicable chill in this space, which makes Song Fei feel chilly.

What's more strange is that the relief on both sides of the space here is no longer a human relief with three eyes and four arms, but a color relief of a girl in red.

The walls everywhere look very new, as if they are often maintained. The colorful girl reliefs on the walls are even more colorful, especially the fiery red clothes on the girls, which are vividly carved, as if they were woven by flowing blood.

The girl's face is very charming. The whole person is half sitting on the ground, wearing a long red skirt, which is very beautiful.

The girl's skin is as moving as snow, which is different from the whiteness of Wang Shishi. The girl's skin presents a morbid pallor, like a piece of white paper, adding a somewhat strange atmosphere to the originally charming and moving girl.

In addition to the surrounding reliefs, the hall was empty. The stone gate not far away was in front of him. Song Fei could enter the stone gate as long as he ran for a while.

It's just that this empty hall makes Song Fei's heart jump. Intuitively, Song Fei feels that it's better to feel secure in the hall full of coffins. At least he can see what it is there. Here, he can't see anything except the pale relief of beautiful girls and the chilly feeling from time to time.

There is no ventilation here at all, and the stones used are not much different from those outside. I don't know where the cool wind came from. The wind is very light, and people can hardly feel it. It's like someone blowing air conditioner gently in his ear.

Is it really a ghost?

Will you walk suddenly, suddenly someone patted yourself on the shoulder from behind, and then look back and have nothing. When you look back, there is a terrible blood face in front of you.

The hall was silent and terrible.

Song Fei walked step by step, concentrating all his attention and being vigilant around, for fear that a difficult ghost would pop up like a horror film.

What bloody face, long tongue, these things can't scare Song Fei at all.

Song Fei's only worry is that he hasn't seen a ghost and doesn't know how to deal with it. If he can cut it with a sword, Song Fei naturally has no burden in his heart, no matter how ugly it looks. I'm afraid that my attack will be useless to it, and after I'm on its way, I'll get into great trouble.

Song Fei's pace was not fast, and he raised his heart to his throat. Changjian kept alert all the time. As long as something appeared, he was sure to assassinate the past at the first time.

"Pa, Pa"

Song Fei's footsteps were unusually clear in the silent hall. In addition to the footsteps, the surrounding silence was terrible.

Half way.

Song Fei looked at the stone gate not far away and continued to concentrate on walking towards the stone gate.

One step, two steps.

The closer to Shimen, the more focused Song Fei was.

Closer, closer.

As long as there are three steps left, you can step into the stone gate. If there is an attack, one of these three steps will be the most dangerous.

a step.

Two steps.

The last step.

Song Fei's true Qi was immediately raised to prevent any possible changes.

Then, take the last step.

Suddenly, a cold wind came from Song Fei's back, making Song Fei's clothes rustle.

Song Fei put his sword across his chest and suddenly turned back.

"Hoo ~"

The wind blew for only a second and disappeared in a flash.

Song Fei's eyes were still empty, and nothing appeared.

Do you really have to wait for me to turn back?

Song Fei was not afraid to look back. Frightened by the strange face, he resolutely turned back. And this time, there is still nothing.

"Strange."

There was nothing. Song Fei waited foolishly for something to appear. He stepped out and turned into the stone gate. This time, he stepped through the stone gate very safely and appeared in a narrow passage.

The passage is very long, about 30 meters away.

Song Fei saw a white shadow flash away at the corner at the end of the passage.

"It's it." it's the little snow-white beast again.

While preventing the sudden danger between the passages, Song Fei chased in the direction of the emergence of the small white beast.

This time, there was no danger in the white channel.

After running through the passage, Song Fei saw another narrow passage. However, this passage is different from the previous one. There are more than ten stone gates on both sides of the passage.

It's not so much a passage as a corridor.

And the little beast that just flashed away can't even see the shadow.

"Oh ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ~"

Just then, Song Fei vaguely heard a burst of crazy laughter.

"At the end of the corridor ~" Song Fei recognized the direction and immediately walked towards the end.

Walking in the corridor, there is a wooden door on the stone doors on both sides. At the moment, the wooden door is closed. Song Fei doesn't know what's hidden in it, and he doesn't have time to think more.

Since he heard the voice, Qin Xiaoru is likely to fall into the hands of others. Song Fei must go there to see what's behind the wooden door? When you find Qin Xiaoru, search one by one.

Song Feiyun raised his lightness skill, gently touched his feet, tried not to make a sound and jumped towards the room at the end.

Approaching the room, Song Fei's speed gradually slowed down, slowly approached the door, and then quietly poked out his head to check the layout in the room.

This is also a hall, about the same size as the chilly hall just now. Song Fei saw that there was a five meter high statue in the middle of the hall. The statue had three eyes, four arms, big blood mouth, revealing Mori white teeth, and the whole face was ferocious and hateful.

It was the statue of God seen in the previous relief. At this time, Song Fei felt a burst of pressure from the statue.

Is a stone statue oppressive?

If it were put in a previous life, Song Fei would not believe it, but at the moment, he really felt it.

In front of the statue, there is a long table, which seems to be used to place sacrifices, but at this moment, the sacrifices put make Song Fei look familiar and angry.

It's Qin Xiaoru.

Qin Xiaoru is still wearing a blue and white dress, but now she closes her eyes peacefully and is obviously in a coma.

In front of her, kneeling a figure in a gray robe, this person buried his whole body in the robe. Obviously, the laughter just now should come from this person.

At the moment, the grey robed man knelt on the face of the statue and recited words. Song Fei hid outside the door and couldn't really listen.

He can avoid everyone's eyes and ears and hook Qin Xiaoru into the ground silently. Combined with the dangers along the way, he is likely to be a monk.

With Song Fei's current strength, he can't deal with a friar, let alone a friar whose strength is unknown.

If you want to save people, you must first live.

Song Fei is not a second Leng. Naturally, he knows he can't be in a hurry. If he rushes out in a hurry, he will lose his life. He can't finish the mission of rescuing Qin Xiaoru.

He also cast his eyes on Qin Xiaoru. Qin Xiaoru lay peacefully on the long table, his face ruddy and serene. His chest fluctuated slightly with his breath, as if he were sleeping peacefully.

Still alive. Song Fei immediately judged.

"Take a look first. At the critical moment, give this guy a fatal blow." Song Fei made up his mind secretly.

Song Fei's eyes began to check the layout of the hall. On the right side of the hall, there was a bookshelf with several unknown books scattered above. Next to the bookshelf was a small wooden table, on which an oil lamp was lit. The oil lamp was burning squeakily, and a slight smell of lamp oil floated out of the hall.

Song Fei's nose sniffed, and then his face changed,

"It's body oil."

This guy's burning oil lamp is actually body oil extracted from human bodies.

"The skeletons and Zombies outside should be done by this guy."

However, another question surfaced in Song Fei's mind. It is reasonable to say that from the year of the building, I don't know how many years it has gone through. If this guy is the owner of this place, how old should he live. What kind of magic power should a person who has lived for so long.

But from the previous skeletons and mummies, it doesn't seem to be the means of a super monk.

Is this person the descendant of the master here or an outsider?

But there is no doubt that this man and the master here should have a common belief, that is, the evil god with three eyes and four arms.

Song Fei saw the kneeling guy and slowly stood up.

The guy moved, and Song Fei's heart also lifted up.

The guy stood up and slowly held his closed hands flat. A gray stone the size of a goose egg appeared between his hands.

"It's evil stone ~" Song Fei thought.

The man in the gray robe slowly raised the stone and put it on the belly of the statue, slowly retreated, approached, and took out a sharp dagger from his arms.

Song Fei was shocked. He saw that the sharp blade with cold light was aimed at Qin Xiaoru's heart.