Super Great Fortune Teller

If Wang Qian was not here, the monk would never explore here, even if he was given 10 million yuan.

After walking a few meters inside the corner, there was another left turn. The monk felt as if he had lost his sense of direction. After turning left, he saw more blood on the ground. Although it had dried up, the outline of that blood was very uncomfortable.

Wang Qian seems to be able to see all kinds of strange events that happened here decades ago.

"The zombies of the Yin Yang division resurrect, and then kill all the people in the underground experimental field, and then the underground experimental field is abandoned, right, brother Qian?"

This is the monk's inference.

When Wang Qian heard the monk's words, he didn't comment. He was still looking for a clue. The experimental instruments were in good condition, but the experimental specimens were missing. What puzzled Wang Qian most was that he didn't see a corpse, not even a bone.

When they were looking inside.

Outside Kunpeng barbecue, Zhang Wenyong appeared again and saw that all the guests had left. It was already 2:30 in the middle of the night. Before he went to Kunpeng barbecue, Zhang Wenyong knocked on the door gently for more than ten minutes, but no one answered.

Zhang Wenyong's face changed. He seemed to have made up his mind. He took out two needles from his pocket, pried open the door lock of Kunpeng barbecue shop, and then entered Kunpeng barbecue shop.

"Wang Qian?"

"Master Wang?"

Zhang Wenyong was still there with Wang Qian's name, but no one answered.

Zhang Wenyong was a little strange, but then he heard a strange noise from the basement, accompanied by a dark wind blowing up from the basement.

Zhang Wenyong finally couldn't help his curiosity and walked toward the basement.

What Zhang Wenyong didn't see was that when he entered Kunpeng barbecue shop, several people followed Zhang Wenyong's back.

Zhang Wenyong found the half open iron door underground and some scattered bricks, soil, sand and stones around, and covered his mouth in surprise for a moment.

"Master Wang?! Are you there? "

"Did Master Wang go into this black hole?" Zhang Wenyong hesitated. The black hole in the wall was filled with dark air. He thought about it and walked in.

As Zhang Wenyong entered the black hole on the basement wall, the basement became more and more cloudy, and even the white light on the basement roof was glowing green.

Zhang Wenyong is also a wild geomantic division, looking back to see this scene, is shivering in the bottom of my heart.

But Zhang Wenyong has a reason to find Wang Qian. If he doesn't find Wang Qian to take back the compass today, his own life will not be his own.

"Master Wang, you must be in that black hole, OK?" Zhang Wenyong said, shaking.

In the dark corridor, Zhang Wenyong took out his mobile phone and turned on the built-in flashlight. In the absolute darkness, Zhang Mingyong only felt the wind, which made him shudder.

With trembling feet, he walked inside. On both sides of the corridor were laboratories, just like what Wang Qian saw. There was also dried blood on the ground. Zhang Wenyong spent all his strength to reach the corner where Wang Qian and the monk had been.

Shortly after Zhang Wenyong entered, Luo Zifeng looked at Kunpeng barbecue shop with a gloomy face.

Behind him are the two shooters who ambushed Wang Qian.

The two Gunners didn't get Wang Qian, which made Luo Zifeng worried all the time. Today, they made enough preparations to follow Zhang Wenyong. When they saw Zhang Wenyong escaping here, Luo Zifeng also followed him.

One of the tall shooters, looking at the Kunpeng barbecue shop standing alone in the distance, is surrounded by ruins. Only the barbecue shop is there, which is like a tombstone of a tomb.

He felt some uneasiness in his heart. He said to Luo Zifeng with trembling: "brother Feng, can we go in? I don't think there's something wrong with the barbecue tonight. "

Another shooter also nodded wildly. He was shorter than Luo Zifeng.

Hearing the tall shooter finish, the shooter quickly shrinks his neck, and he seems to feel something.

Luo Zifeng, as a descendant of taiyimen, heard what they said, and immediately gave a cold hum: "coward, go with me, can he turn the sky? Are you afraid of ghosts? "

Luo Zifeng looks at the Kunpeng barbecue shop in the distance. As a descendant of taiyimen, he also has some ways to suppress ghosts. Ordinary ghosts can't become the climate in front of him.

Luo Zifeng led the two Gunners slowly into the Kunpeng barbecue shop, they still don't know what kind of terror they are.

Wang Qian and the monk did not remember how many turns he had made. Even Wang Qian was a little dizzy. If there was not only one corridor, Wang Qian would doubt whether he was going back.

"Brother Qian, how can I feel so wrong? It seems that the more I go inside, the more terror is waiting for us." The monk is already a sign of some collapse.Wang Qian looked back at the monk's advice. He also said helplessly: "I said monk, what are you afraid of when I'm here?"

As soon as Wang Qian finished his sentence, they turned a corner again. This time, a wall appeared in front of them. They had already reached the innermost part of the underground experimental field.

The scenery here is very different from that outside the experimental site. The skin of the wall has fallen off, and countless claw marks have scratched out horrible lines on the wall.

Looking at the lines, the monk only felt the goose bumps on his body.

"Brother Qian, don't tell me these lines are drawn with a screwdriver."

Wang Qian also saw the footprints on the wall, which were obviously human footprints. One thumb and four fingers made five deep marks on the wall.

It's hard to imagine what kind of arm strength and hard fingernails a person needs to create such a terrible trace.

Wang Qian, of course, would not be naive to think that this was a normal person's paw print. He smelled more blood here, but he still didn't see anything else.

At this time, Wang Qian couldn't help thinking of the ninth record of the pure Yang Wuji skill. It's said that the practitioner can refine his divine sense, and it's even more important to pass through the wall. If he has divine sense now, he can scan all the scenery around him.

The monk had already grasped the iron pick in his hand, which was his only weapon, while Wang Qian was carrying a stone to knock on the wall.

"Bang!! Bang

"Dong!! Dong Dong

"Oh! Oh

Wang Qian knocked on the walls around him until one of the walls made a sound.