Xiong Chen smiled: "It seems that in the Republic of China period, this manor was a terrible slaughterhouse."

I mused, “We thought we were wrong before, this ghost thing was not brought by the family, but it has existed since more than a hundred years ago, and this underground cell is dedicated to the cultivation of food for the ghost.”

"You see, there are footprints," pointed to Wu on the ground, "it's Dong Jin's, he's wearing a pair of leather shoes."

We took two steps forward, and suddenly I felt a glimmer of danger, and looked over and looked at a hidden door: “There is a problem with this cell.”

The iron door opened quietly, and the shaft of the door made a sour friction.

Blood, blood of the house,

These blood are all fresh, and you can still see the heat coming from it, so you can see that it has just been dyed up.

But with so much blood, normal humans can't live.

I glanced at it and saw that the source of the blood splash was in the toilet pool, which was also full of blood, and a leather shoe could be seen in the den.

Xiang Wu’s face was a little white, and he said, “That’s Dong Jin’s leather shoes.”

The devil was killed by the ghost.

Didn't Zhou Yuhao say that this magic Cube is not in danger,

Or the director did not die, but was transmitted out of the puzzle,

At this time, the autumn rain suddenly moved, her speed is very fast, almost moved out of the rabbit, running towards the door,

I found that there were four used flags in the cell, and in the middle of the flag lay a small knife, and the knife was stained with a faint halo.

She reached out and grabbed the knife, was very frightened to Wu, and shouted: "Joe autumn rain, you dare."

And let it fly up,

Even without spiritual strength, these people are martial arts masters, just when Qiao Qiuyu is about to catch the magic weapon, kicks her on her wrist, kicks her back a few steps, and then steals the magic weapon behind her back.

"To Wu, you are despicable," cried Qiao Yuyu, kicking a stone on the enclave, which was just hitting the waist of the woo, smoldering to Woo, and pedaling a few steps back.

"Joe autumn rain, you actually hit my pneumatic hole, in vain you are still the descendants of the famous family, actually so vicious and vile," to Wu's angry face,

The two people fought in one place again, fist to the meat, hit the tiger and the tiger, and there was a little bit of hard meaning in the hidden,

The air rush is related to a certain function of the man, a careless happiness for the rest of the life is gone, to the natural anger of the past is not able to rip the Qiaoqiu rain,

I frowned, do these people have a pit in their brains?

Dong Jin has already died here, indicating that there is a terrible ghost hidden here, and you are still infighting.

Just as the two of them were moving, the bear standing on my side moved in the morning.

Rivers are fighting, naturally, fishing,

The two people who were killed and killed all shouted: "bear morning, stop," said, and rushed to him together.

But the bear morning is not a fuel-saving lamp, he moved very fast, the two people rushed to the moment, he just grabbed the magic weapon on the ground, turned up, punched to Wu Xiaoqing, and then quickly turned around, a round kick, kicked hard on the arm of Qiao Qiuyuyu,

I can't help but be shocked, the youngest young man is actually the master of martial arts.

He pushed the two back, and he took a few steps back, raised the dagger in Yang's hand, and smiled: "Thank you for giving."

Joey rained with anger: “Bastard, that’s what I saw first.”

I had to help her, I thought her brain was very good, it seems,

The bear laughed in the morning and did not give her face at all: "The treasure in the magic Cube, who has the ability to take it, and talk about the first come and then, how can Dongjin still fight with the ghosts for it, what are you?" 」

"You," said Qiao Qiu, indignantly, "are all these disgraces in your day?"

Bear morning face: "Qiao autumn rain, you can insult me, but you can not insult my teacher, this time I when you are unobstructed, if there is a next time, I will let you die."

"Do you dare," Qiao autumn rains, "although our Qiao family is not the first monastic family in China, but also a big family, you dare to touch me with a hair, my grandfather will surely kill the one sent to heaven to avenge me."

Xiong Chen sneered: "If the Joe family is really baby you, you will not send you in, you know why we are all outside disciples, because no one knows what is dangerous in the magic Cube, so let us come in and try, there is no danger, so let those inner disciples come in for trial, we are just the outcasts of the door and the family."

The rain is trembling, and the face is ugly.

"Enough," I finally couldn't bear it, and I was angry, "Dong Jin is dead, and you are still in the mood to quarrel here."

Qiao Qiuyu rained the anger on me again and said, "Ginger Lin, don't be presumptuous, you first found the magic weapon before me, why don't you move, you don't want us to fight each other, and then you come back to pick up the peaches on the ground?"

I rolled my eyes, why do I waste my time disciplining such a spoiled lady?

"Liu Yang, let's go," I said over the side, and then went on, there must be some clues in the basement.

This is also the wisdom of the Rubik's Cube, which uses a very low-grade magic weapon to cause the three to compete with each other, and there is no mood to look for clues.

When you see a treasure, you can stabilize your heart when you see it, you know the priority, which is also part of the cultivation of the heart.

When I came to the door of the last cell, the door suddenly opened by itself.

I can't help but wonder, are these prison doors all voice-controlled?

I looked inside, and suddenly my eyes were shining,

The walls of the cell are densely packed with words that are red in the letters that look like blood, but an ordinary person has so much blood,

When I watch TV, I can't see those who write blood books, write it when you write, and write thousands of words when you write, you are not afraid of blood.

I looked at those words carefully, and like the girl's diary, these were scattered and crazy, and I could hardly make up a complete story.

The terrible story,

A hundred years ago, this cell was locked in a former clear show, after the establishment of the Republic of China, the show in the family road, cornered, to the provincial city to find a clerical work,

Unfortunately, the work was so easy to find, he hit the wall around, and finally spent the road, was driven out by a small hotel, had to sleep on the street,

One day, a very charitable man told him that he was looking for a secretary and wanted to hire him.

The man's suit and leather, a look is rich, the show thought that he met the noble man, happily went, who knows that it is not a noble, but a complete evil person,

He was locked up in a dungeon, and every day he was severely tortured, and at the same time he was in the dungeon, and there were many people in the dungeons, and the sound of screams and blood was tormenting him.

On that day, he had just finished his sentence, and he was dragged to the cell by two house-ditsmen, who thought he had fainted and chatted with impunity.

From their words, he knew that the master of this family was more than ninety years old, he wanted to live and not grow old, everywhere to find the canon, and refine the impostor for him.

This time he found a travelist who told him that he needed to torture 99,801 people to death, and when they were about to die, they would dig their hearts, and then use that heart to refine their medicine, and eat them to live forever.

That night, we are about to dig up the heart of the show.

The show took the last breath and wrote down the contents.

The last words of the show came to an abrupt end, and no one knew what happened next.

But the rich old man must have been cheated, if this can be used to refine the medicine, the immortal people do not know how much,

Suddenly, I felt a hint of coldness, the temperature in the cell seemed to suddenly drop, my heart shouted not good, turned my head, saw a pair of miserable hands stretched out from the waist of Lu Yang,

"Liu Yang, be careful," I shouted, throwing the trumpet in my hand at him.