Super Great Fortune Teller

"Right here!" Wang Qian said.

Of course, the monk also recognized some differences. He swallowed his saliva, nodded and said, "that's right. It just looks like an ordinary wall. How can I open it?"

Wang Qian also frowned when he heard the monk's words, and then said, "step back."

The monk knew that Wang Qian would use his strange power again.

When the monk stepped back, he stepped on a hard object, which startled him. He took a flashlight and found it was a note.

"Brother Wang Qian said," there's a notebook for you. Don't move it

Wang Qian also saw the notebook in the monk's hand. There was a layer of ash on the notebook. The words on the cover were also Japanese.

Wang Qian will open this notebook, a decadent smell accompanied by dust into the nose of Wang Qian and the monk.

Looking at the Japanese characters, Wang Qian felt dizzy.

He glared at the monk and said, "how can you understand?"

There are many records of zombies in the handwriting book. As for other words, Wang Qian can't understand them. Of course, the monk shook his head: "brother Qian Er, although I can't understand them, I can at least be sure that the things recorded in this notebook are related to zombies. I guess this underground experimental field may be an experimental field for making zombies."

"Blind people who don't understand waste time." Wang Qian said, and then he turned on the pure Yang Wuji skill, and his hands sent out bursts of red light, sticking to the wall.

As soon as his hand full of Yang Qi was pressed on the wall, Wang Qian felt a great deal of Yin Qi pouring into his body. He was so scared that Wang Qian quickly retracted his hand. When he flashed a flashlight on his palm, he found a trace of Green Qi lingering in his palm.

Looking at Wang Qian's black hand, the monk asked strangely, "what's the matter? Brother Qian Er, is the wall still faded? "

Wang Qian shook his head solemnly. He finally knew how terrible the existence was.

"Monk, this is a secret door. When I open the secret door later, you must be careful. You'd better hold the talisman in your own hand. If you encounter anything, just stick it on his forehead." Wang Qian said to the monk.

The monk heard Wang Qian's words and nodded busily.

Wang Qian once again turned the pure Yang Wuji skill to the extreme, and put the seven character talisman and five thunder talisman he took from Chen Ziwen's home in his coat pocket, ready to deal with the coming crisis at any time.

Wang Qian's hand slowly embedded in the wall.

The wall was like a snow wall under Wang Qian's hands. Wang Qian's hands were deeply immersed in it, and then Wang Qian made an effort.

"On!" Wang Qian gave a violent drink.

The wall was a side sliding door, which creaked after Wang Qian's exertion.

A stale smell came out of the wall.

"Brother Qian! Don't drive yet The monk stopped Wang Qian behind him.

Wang Qian was not sure, so the monk quickly stopped him and said, "brother Qian, let's open a small seam first, and then watch it with a flashlight. If there is only one seam, the existence inside should not bite me."

When Wang Qian heard the monk's words, he immediately patted his forehead: "I said monk, you really have wit."

Hearing Wang Qian's praise, the monk showed a proud look on his face.

At this time, Wang Qian just slapped the sliding door open. Wang Qian and the monk took a tactical flashlight to shine in. The scene inside the door surprised Wang Qian.

It's empty. It's a small black space. It's more than 30 square meters. There are dry blood stains on the dark concrete floor.

"Monk, put away that diary first." Wang Qian said.

After hearing Wang Qian's words, the monk nodded and put away the diary. Then they continued to look inside. When they saw a corner inside from a different angle, their eyes were staring.

There was a corner full of human bones.

None of those Mori Bai People's bones are complete.

"Hiss..." The monk took a cold breath.

But thinking that it was all Yin Qi here, the monk quickly slowed down his breathing.

"Brother Qian Er, can we go now?" The monk said to Wang Qian.

Wang Qian returned his hand and said to the monk, "monk, do you want the billion or so?"

For the sake of more than one billion monks, he finally stabilized his mood. He did not dare to see the scene in the room any more, and left it to Wang Qian to observe. Instead, he went to the room in the front corridor.

On both sides of the corridor are some dilapidated rooms. The old iron beds are rusty. The quilts on the iron beds are rotten. There are also various instruments that some monks can't explain clearly.

All of a sudden, the monk seemed to feel a gust of wind blowing over his head. The monk quietly turned back, until he found that it was the wind coming from the vent. The monk was relieved.Underground buildings like this have vents.

The monk went back to Wang Qian, who stood by the door and patted him on the back.

Strangely, Wang Qian didn't look back. The monk didn't feel strange: "brother Qian, what's the matter with you?"

Wang Qian still didn't pay attention to the monk. The monk was flustered when he saw this situation.

"What happened to brother Qian?" There was a cold sweat on the monk's face.

Wang Qian gestured to the monk not to make a sound. However, the monk's eyes at this time stayed on Wang Qian's upper body. He didn't see Wang Qian's hand gesticulating madly to him.

Until the monk came to Wang Qian's side and waved the flashlight in, the monk was there at that time! A cry of surprise.

Wang Qian and I saw face to face is a withered face, his eyes open, in the flashlight shaking under the blue light. He was only wearing rags. The original robe of Yin Yang master was worn out.

After the monk screamed, the terrible zombie also quickly stretched out its claws to Wang Qian's face.

Wang Qian had been on guard for a long time. A peach hairpin was taken out by Wang Qian and quickly stabbed out.

"Poof

A peach hairpin ran through the Zombie's paw, so that he didn't catch Wang Qian.

And Wang Qian also dodged there, a trace of stinking blood flowed out along the crack of the door.

The monk watched the scene and swallowed: "brother Qian! Run

But Wang Qian shook his head and said, "no! Can't run! Monk, this zombie is very unusual. He has a trace of intelligence. Zombies with intelligence are likely to produce yin-yang blood. Do you know the value of Yin-Yang blood? "

The monk almost cried when he heard Wang Qian's words: "I said brother Qian Er, let's not care about Yin and Yang blood. Let's get out of here. The baby is really scared!"