White Bone Monkey King

A giant horseshoe crab with a human face, a pile of bones of gods, a pit filled with corpses, yin fire prayer flags, a demon sealing room...

The further you go up, the more absurd things appear in the ancient gods.

Especially the Demon-Sealing Room, which has no less than a thousand rooms. Except for a small part that is controlled and a small part that is tight, most of the Demon-Sealing Rooms are all broken.

They had searched so many demon-sealing rooms, but had not encountered any danger. It was unknown whether the demons in the demon-sealing rooms were all dead, or were still dormant in the dark, observing them.

There were too many demon-sealed rooms here, and before they were even halfway there, the three of them gave up on searching one by one, and instead chose to speed up their journey to find the possessed king stake that was still missing.

Speaking of Tianshi Mansion, I thought of Mr. Mo. Since leaving the camp, Mr. Mo has never appeared. Just when Jin An paid attention to Mr. Mo, squeak——

There was an unusual sound, coming from the direction behind him. It was particularly harsh and crisp in the empty and deep corridor. Jin An's hair stood up subconsciously. He turned around and looked at the dark and deep corridor behind him, frowning slightly.

"Hmm? What's the sound?"

Uncle Lin and Master Jingchan also turned their attention behind them.

Uncle Lin: "It seems to be the sound of the door..."

The sound of the door?

Jin'an and Master Jingchan both had serious expressions on their faces.

In the current weird atmosphere, this is not good news to be happy about.

"Is it that Mr. Mo has been lagging at the end, is this Mr. Mo gradually catching up?" Jin An was thinking.

Uncle Lin shook his head and said in a calm voice: "Probably not."

Jin An was curious: "Why did Uncle Lin say that?"

Uncle Lin: "Being left behind is not the way Tianshi Mansion behaves."

Jin An was startled at first, and then suddenly realized that he was right. In the past year of knowing Tianshi Mansion, he had come into contact with so many people from Tianshi Mansion. Being high-profile is the style of Tianshi Mansion. Being low-key is destined to miss Tianshi Mansion.

If it wasn't Mr. Mo, then how did the sound of the door behind him come?

Wind?

Jin An was the first to stand up against this conjecture.

Those magic-sealing rooms were poured with iron and welded together. Even though they were severely decayed, they were still strong and could not be broken open even with a sledgehammer. How could they be blown open by the wind.

The three finally chose to be cautious and go back to take a look. At their level, they did not believe in hallucinations or auditory hallucinations at all. Only by being cautious sexually could they survive until now.

"Let's go back and have a look."

The three of them quickly found the source of the abnormal sound. They looked at the door that had been slammed to the ground. There were still fresh marks on the door frame. The three of them looked at each other. Their expressions of surprise first turned into solemn and solemn expressions.

Isn't this a bit too much of a coincidence?

It has never collapsed for thousands of years, but it collapsed just as they walked over. This is a bit scary when you think about it.

In order to determine whether the prisoner in the demon-sealing room is a demon or an angel, and whether he has escaped.

One person was left to guard the door in case he was locked inside, and the other two entered Heigulongdong's room.

But there was nothing in the demon-sealed room, no people or objects, no bloody graffiti like ghost drawings, and no other clues left behind.

clean.

It's so clean.

Not a single clue was left.

The three of them even began to suspect that what was being held in this demon-sealing room was not a human being, but some evil magical weapon. But even if it is used to seal evil weapons, it is too clean, so clean that it looks like it has been deliberately tidied up by humans?

After being imprisoned for so long, not only was he not crazy, venting his lunacy in the room and causing destruction, but it was kept clean and spotless. This only further proves that the person imprisoned here is a psychotic lunatic.

Because only crazy people are different from normal people.

The more this happens, the more dangerous it is.

A biting dog should not bark, and words should be harsh but not harsh. The same applies here, if the person sealed here is a person!

It's a pity that the dark night in the wild world can eat people, so they can't make the soul leave the body too far to find more clues nearby.

Jin An also once wondered whether the people or evil weapons in this demon-sealing room had been wiped out by time and self-destructed, otherwise they would not be so clean. But he quickly rejected his conjecture. This is the ancient divine temple built in the Guixu Divine Realm. Don't underestimate any anomaly. There will be monsters when something goes wrong.

The demon here is probably a big demon!

"What kind of person would be able to survive after being sealed for so long?" Jin An held up a torch and frowned to discuss with Uncle Lin.

Uncle Lin: "After death, a person will not rot for a thousand years, it will be a flying zombie, and a flying zombie will not die for a thousand years..."

Uncle Lin suddenly paused.

"What is it?" Jin An was curious.

Uncle Lin seemed to have thought of something taboo, shook his head secretly, and said calmly that it was nothing.

Jin An looked at Uncle Lin strangely. Uncle Lin lowered his head in thought and said nothing.

"First go out and meet Master Jingchan. Next, let's try not to be alone. This is the Guixu Divine Realm, and anything is possible." Uncle Lin led Jin An out of the Demon Sealing Room and met Master Jingchan at the door. Convergence.

"Is there anything going on outside?" Uncle Lin asked Master Jingchan.

Master Jingchan clasped his hands together and shook his head and said no, but his clasped palms made a subtle gesture of pointing toward the sky: "The poor monk just tried to open the Buddha's heavenly eye again, but found nothing."

Jin An and Uncle Lin were not ordinary people. They both noticed the subtle movements of Master Jingchan and continued on their way calmly, heading deeper into the ancient divine temple.

In fact, the three of them had secretly sacrificed their own magical weapons to guard against threats from above.

The fifth change!

Celestial Eye Technique!

Jin An, who secretly carried the altar-shaking wood and the Five Thunder Evil-Slaying Talisman eleven times in the wide sleeves of his Taoist robe, used his seventy-two transformations to secretly observe the ceiling above his head.

one,

two,

three……

He saw three long shadows on the ceiling above him, stretching all the way behind him.

He, Uncle Lin, and Master Jingchan happened to be three people, and the number of figures above their heads was also three. Shockingly, their figures ran to the top of their heads!

Jin An quietly observed the ground beneath his feet, and sure enough, there was no one under his feet.

He originally wanted to see Uncle Lin's reaction, but before he turned around, he saw Uncle Lin glanced at him from the corner of his eyes and shook his head slightly. Jin An immediately understood that Uncle Lin must have seen the three figures running away. Weird things that go to the top of your head.

Uncle Lin was signaling to him not to alert others.

Jin An remained silent and continued to move forward with Uncle Lin, not choosing to look back behind him. Their shadows are possessed by unclean things. If they look back and see no shadows on the ground at this time, they will end their lives and cut off their own way of survival.

There are several shadow taboos spread among the elderly in rural areas. The first is the taboo against having the shadow stepped on, the second is the taboo against the shadow being nailed, and the third is the taboo against the shadow disappearing.

Now I can only wait and see what happens, pretending not to notice anything unusual, and waiting for the things behind me to reveal any clues.

snap——

snap——

In this deathly silent corridor where you can hear the drop of a needle, you can hear even the smallest footsteps. The footsteps rise and fall with the beating of the heart. People walking in this deep and empty dark corridor sometimes experience auditory hallucinations. , sometimes it was the footsteps of three people, and sometimes it was mixed with the footsteps of a fourth person. The footsteps were more and less, and the three of them kept pretending to check the magic sealing room along the way, without looking back...