Museum of Demons

Shen Jifeng also agreed to the middle-aged man’s invitation, holding the computer, and following Wei Yuan without leaving him, but his expression was a bit tangled, he didn’t want to get too close, and he refused to stay away from a certain range, as if he was only in Wei. Only within a certain range can safety be guaranteed.

Wei Yuan looked at this since he came into this ghost domain, he followed the girl next to him, thoughtfully, and had a vague guess about her identity.

Speaking of it, although the driver Lao Zhou himself did not join the action team, he also knew about its internal affairs.

You should ask at that time, there is a high probability that Shen Jifeng is also one of the non-staff members of the action team.

Along the way, the road that the man led was really the same as the woman in yellow had said. After passing the deadly, rushing Luojiang branch, behind the river bank is a green bamboo forest, and there are people in the depths of the bamboo forest. It has a good charm.

The man pointed to the black door in front of the house, which was wide and narrow, and said politely: "It's rare to have guests today. You go in and sit in there. My wife and children are all here. I'll go buy some snacks, and we'll have a drink later."

The couple looked at the surrounding environment, the clear water was surging, and Yang Liu Yiyi liked it. This is not a difficult thing to do. They must agree to the situation. Wei Yuan raised his hand to block, looked at the man, and laughed:" This... isn't it?"

"We are all strange faces, what if this scares my sister-in-law?"

The man was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect Wei Yuan to say that, and he had to think about how to answer for a while.

Wei Yuan already smiled and said, "Let's go in together."

The man opened his mouth and waved his hand: "This is not good, I have to go shopping..."

"Just go in."

The boy in the couple also thought it was not a big deal, and persuaded:

"Wei Yuan, let's be polite, so we won't get it wrong."

The middle-aged man nodded repeatedly.

Wei Yuan shook his head and said, "Speaking of which, I don't have to be so rigid."

The man breathed a sigh of relief, still opening his mouth, but did not guard Wei Yuan's left hand had already turned down and clasped his wrist. In shock, he saw the calm face and sighed to himself: "I would have known that I won't make excuses. It's not easy to fool a ghost."

The man's face changed drastically, and he was about to struggle.

But Wei Yuan yelled: "Go in."

Turning his hand and shaking his wrist, he threw the man directly to the door. It was also strange. The thick black door looked hard and solid. The middle-aged man fell directly into it. Wei Yuan raised his hand and opened the red umbrella behind him. After living in the man and the narrow black door, the couple was still a little at a loss. This situation was developing, and he heard a puff.

It was like a hot red iron sticking into the snow.

There was a screaming and screaming sound from inside. Something threw on the umbrella, and the surface of the umbrella was trembling constantly, reflecting a twisted figure, and immediately screaming madly and sternly:

"let me go!"

"Look at me, open your eyes and look at me!"

The voice was stern and miserable, as if it was ringing in the ear.

The couple was terrified with fright. Wei Yuan took a step forward and stood in front of the three people behind his back. His eyes were slightly constricted, and there were waves of scratching sounds from the umbrella, as if someone was struggling and tearing hard behind the front door. It's big, ordinary people can't support it, but Wei Yuan walks all the way and doesn't move.

I don't know how long it has been before the screaming and screaming slowly stopped.

Shen Jifeng panted heavily, opened his eyes, and saw that the couple next to him had fainted under the impact of the Yin Qi. Wei Yuan put away the red umbrella. This big red umbrella had long been pitted on the surface of the umbrella and appeared. A series of black scratches were shocking.

In front of the red umbrella, it was not a door at all, and there stood a black coffin.

Just a few steps away, they went straight into the coffin.

The ordinary coffins are buried in the soil, but this coffin stands upright on the ground without touching the ground. It is surrounded by a layer of red bricks to isolate the coffin from the ground. Shen Jifeng took a breath and turned pale. , Said:

"It's a coffin."

"Set up the coffin?"

"Well, people who died violently and resentfully cannot be buried, so they have to deal with it first, and only when the evil spirit is taken away by the running water can they be buried. This is a deadly person who will definitely raise zombies when buried in the ground.

Wei Yuan looked at the side of the standing coffin. Perhaps it was because the illusion was broken. A large area of ​​fog appeared on the edge of the original ghost domain. The surrounding environment was sometimes illusory, sometimes blurred, and occasionally covered with a thick fog. Sometimes it is true.

Wei Yuan frowned slightly, and took three steps forward, still the scenery on the river bank.

Shen Jifeng hurriedly got up and followed Wei Yuan's back. At this time, he was still holding the computer, and his other hand was nervous and subconsciously holding Wei Yuan's hem. Wei Yuan looked back at the two lovers who fell on the ground and looked at this. A ghost domain that was briefly opened.

The vague fog is slowly returning to normal.

Wei Yuan asked, "Are you a member of the action team?"

Shen Jifeng nodded, shook his head again, and whispered: "I'm studying the movement of Reiki. This time, the action team asked me to go to the village to see if I can find the hidden ghost based on the law of evil air circulation. Domain Hotel."

After a pause, she added: "I have seen your information."

Wei Yuan shook his head and chuckled, thinking of the people studying the exercises in the rumor, pointing to this misty ghost domain, and asking:

"Then can you find out where this ghost realm is weaker now?"

Shen Jifeng nodded slightly, picked up two spells, played a few tricks, and finally stated a few directions.

"Big, probably here, time is short, I don't know."

Wei Yuan raised his hand and drew out the Eight-faced Han Sword, bit his finger, brushed it over the sword, and then cut it out toward the front. After the spirit was injected, the Eight-faced Han Sword was attached, and the Eight-faced Han Sword fell. The sword did not change, and the second sword was the same. Wei Yuan was not discouraged. The third sword slashed out. Suddenly, the blurry fog in front of Wei Yuan and the quiet evening scene were torn apart.

It is like the world is divided into two halves.

In the front part, the sky seemed to darken all at once, but the direction Wei Yuan and the others came from still stayed at dusk. The two worlds were very distinct. Only the tributary of Luoshui rushed past the ghost realm and reality. world.

On the banks of the river, a coffin stands quietly representing deaths, and the coffins full of grievances stand quietly.

It's densely packed and shocking.

It turned out to be a mass grave.

They stood surrounded by this standing coffin.

Shen Jifeng couldn't help taking a step back, his scalp numb.

Are all the dead people here?

And around those standing coffins, sitting or lying down, a piece of visitors fell down.

They are like being a guest at a guest's house, with their eyes closed ~www.readwn.com~ with a peaceful smile on their faces.

It seems to be receiving a very warm hospitality, weird and awe-inspiring.

Shen Jifeng felt a chill in his heart, and immediately thought that before he came, he heard from the action team members that Wang Honghe had eaten in the cemetery before, and then he found the restaurant. Wei Yuan thought of what he had been torturing him before. Something, thoughtful.

Open a village, not to sell tea, not to sell wine.

Cook dead people's meals and welcome all guests.

Where is Zhuangzi?

If you are an ordinary person, you should go west.

Wei Yuan looked to the west.

Continuing on in this mass graveyard, where the river water is slow, it is also the place where the evil spirits converge with the water.

A brightly lit restaurant is in sight.

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