I looked into the black hole and saw that there was a corridor inside that could accommodate a person entering and leaving. There were a total of more than a dozen copper oil lamps hanging on both sides of the corridor walls. However, because it was too long, the oil inside should have been evaporated. At the end of the corridor was a dark gate. The location from here to the gate was almost 180 meters away. With my eyesight, I could see that there were countless words similar to talismans carved on the gate.

Although the corridor looked gloomy, there was no trace of evil spirit. The old monk just said that there were demons here, but now they didn't look too similar. After seeing it clearly, I stepped forward into the gloomy corridor.

There are two short swords to protect him, and there are tenants like the old monk Shangshan inside. Not to mention that there are only ghosts inside, even a big monster like Yin Bai, I don’t care about it. What’s more, Fatty Sun’s clothes are wrapped in a Yazi. This little guy even wants Wu Rendi, and even the old monk is a little taboo about it. I also want to see what kind of skills the legendary dragon seed will have.

Seeing that nothing unusual happened after I entered the corridor, Fatty Sun followed me and walked towards the opposite gate step by step. Just as we both walked to the center of the corridor, the entire corridor and the dry well outside suddenly trembled violently. Then a strong evil aura emerged from the gap between the black door opposite. This evil aura was really strong. Not to mention me, even Fatty Sun, who had the lowest ability in the sky eye during the polls bureau, felt it clearly. When this evil aura pounced on him, Fatty Sun shivered heavily.

Fatty Sun couldn't help but say "Ah!", then quickly stepped forward and stuck behind me. Although I blocked most of the evil spirits for him, Fatty Sun still said restlessly: "How many dead ghosts do you have to come out of this kind of ghost energy..." Speaking of this, Fatty Sun seemed to suddenly think of something. After pausing for a moment, he continued to say in my ear: "Master, it's not that I'm talking about you. Do you have to recite a few rebirth mantras or something now? The gang-like rubbish.

"Who told you that the monk would be able to recite scriptures?" The old monk Shangshan continued in my body: "Also, when did you see the Buddha, I chant scriptures? Don't say that I didn't tell you, this monk, I taught myself. I talked about friendship with the Buddha, and this is not something you mortals can understand." These words, Master Shangshan said with confidence, just like the monks in the world should be like him. They should be self-taught.

Fat Sun dared not respond to the words of the old monk Shangshan. He smiled bitterly and said, "After returning to the top, I will find a few monks and lamas. Let each of them record a mantra of rebirth, a Diamond Sutra, etc. It's not me that no matter what happens in the future, just press mp3, at least keep courage. The monk's chanting scriptures is still lively..."

Just as Fatty Sun was talking nonsense, I had already walked to the black gate opposite. I looked at the runes on it. Although I couldn't tell any name for the spells on it, I could tell a little bit that the spells on the door were not for people, but they should have been a formation set up to prevent the demons inside from escaping. But after a long time, there were cracks on the door, and the evil spirit just now emerged from the gap.

The door was locked, and it didn't look like an old object. Although I just kicked it in. But I didn't know what was happening inside, so I didn't do it rashly. Maybe it would be more useful to keep this door. So I turned around and said to Fatty Sun, "Great Sage, the door is locked. Unlocking is your strength, I won't make any effort with you..." When I spoke, I had already given up my position and made room for Fatty Sun to play.

"You said you don't have dragon beards, why are you polite to me?" Fatty Sun muttered over, looked at the keyhole on the door, and said, "Huh?", and then continued, "Pinces lock, this is a bit interesting. Don't say, it's a pity to use dragon beards for this kind of lock..." As he spoke, Fat Sun flipped it up in his pocket. He didn't use dragon beards, but used the door key of the former polling bureau dormitory (I don't know why Fat Sun kept this key). After stabbing it in the keyhole, he shook it in a few seconds, and the black door was actually opened by him.

After opening the Black Gate, Fatty Sun immediately retreated four or five meters behind me, waiting to see what would happen after I opened the door. I pulled out the Sword of Sin and pushed the Sin with one hand and the other. Just as the Black Gate was pushed open, the evil spirit inside blew towards Fatty Sun and me like a hurricane. I instinctively blocked the Sin Sword in front of my face. It was strange. Just as the moment I raised the Sin Sword, the Sin Sword suddenly had a huge suction force, sucking the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the smell of the wound, the air around it became distorted.

Although the evil spirit in the Black Gate was still blowing continuously, the Sword of Sin is like a bottomless pit, almost as long as a cigarette, and the evil spirit in the Black Gate finally showed signs of decline. After a few minutes, the flow of the evil spirit in the Black Gate had become extremely weak. I tried to collect the Sword of Sin, and the evil spirit inside floated around in an instant, and this level of the evil spirit can be ignored. The posthumous news of the Poll Investigation Bureau: Wonderful

At this time, I pushed the black door open. I saw a place inside that seemed to be an altar. The center of this place was a black-brown altar, and there were more than a dozen corpses that had turned into dead bones lying around the altar. Among these dead bones, there was an old man in his sixties and seventies. The old man's eyes were closed, and black and purple blood kept flowing out from his eyes, ears, nose and mouth. It seemed that he had inhaled too much evil energy, causing damage to the internal organs of the body, which showed bleeding from his seven orifices.

The old man's chest was slightly ups and downs, and he should have breathed a sigh of relief. I went over and planned to carry him outside and sent him to the hospital for dialysis in time. Maybe he could have a life of only one. Just as I had just walked two or three steps, Fatty Sun suddenly grabbed me, and smiled, looking at the old man on the ground who was no different from the dead, and said, "Uncle Li, it's not that I said, your move is not effective. Get up and wipe your blood. You don't need to do this with our brothers. You will be killed in half an hour."

The old man who was lying on the ground and was about to die was the school's updater Li Jiefang? After Fatty Sun said this, I stopped and looked at Li Jiefang lying on the ground to see what kind of reaction he could have.

However, this old man seemed to have really lost his ability to move. After more than ten minutes after Fat Sun finished speaking, the old man was still lying motionless on the ground. The blood flowing out of his seven orifices continued to flow out. With a large amount of blood loss, Li Jiefang's face turned pale like a dead person, and the ups and downs of his chest became smaller and smaller. It would not take long for Li Jiefang to become a dead person.

At this time, I began to doubt whether Fatty Sun had a slap. No matter whether it was Li Jiefang's old man, he would not be dead for long. Even if he had to plot against Fatty Sun and me, he would not have to do this, right? Just as I was about to go over and check the old man's injuries again, the old man who was originally lying on the ground suddenly jumped up from the ground. When he was standing on the ground, a pack of dark red plasma appeared in his hand.

After the old man got up, he bit the plasma bag with one mouthful. Then his throat surged up and down. With the help of Fatty Sun and I, I, drank the blood from the plasma bag. In a blink of an eye, I drank the plasma dry. At this time, a hint of blush appeared on the old man's face. He turned around and looked at Fatty Sun, and said in a hoarse tone: "Who are you two? What are you here for the picture?"

Fatty Sun looked at him with a smile and said, "Don't ask who we are, let's talk about you. It's not me, Li Jiefang, I've seen this well for so many years, thank you for your hard work..."
Chapter completed!