The curator and Wang Tong of the funeral home were originally standing near the elevator door. At this time, they found that the elevator was rising slowly. Both of them changed, and they took two steps back. []

From the previous loud judgment, they felt that the elevator was definitely broken, otherwise there would be such a huge movement.

But at this time, the bad elevator rose slowly at this time, scaring their legs a little trembling.

This is not a ghost, what is it?

At this time, Han Ze's consciousness swept the elevator throughout.

Han Ze found that the elevator was really broken. The steel rope that originally used to pull the elevator had been disconnected.

"interesting."

Han Ze found that there was a few ghosts under the elevator. At this time, the elevator was rising slowly.

"Two, what should we do now?"

Wang Tong asked tremblingly, and he could not commit it in the face of the poor gangsters on weekdays.

But in the face of such things that can't be seen, there is a normal person to be afraid.

Qin Xue was so scared and did not dare to move, standing stiffly behind the rear.

bite!

At this time, the elevator returned to the floor where everyone is located.

The monk Jue Yuan took out a bunch of rosary to wear it on his wrist, and at the same time, he had the palm of his hand.

Zi Xu was holding a peach sword in his right hand, holding a yellow paper symbol with his left hand.

"Are you afraid?" Qin Xue saw that Han Ze was still doing nothing.

Han Ze shrugged and said, "There are two masters here, what are you afraid of. Besides, I have done so many good things on weekdays, I think ghosts can not bear to catch me."

Others can't see the elevator, but Han Ze, who is conscious, can explore it.

But what surprised Han Ze was among the elevator, and it was empty.

When the sound of Han Ze's dialect fell, the elevator door opened slowly.

"How can I ..."

After finding the elevator empty, everyone was surprised.

"Stop the student!"

At this moment, the elevator suddenly showed four large bloody characters.

And on those four words, there are still blood dripping down from time to time, exuding a strong bloody smell.

At this point, even Zi Xu was a little hesitant.

Although his cultivation is very high, he has no consciousness, but he can't know what there is in the elevator at all.

"Qingfeng, can you see something?" Zi asked.

"Back to Master, no." The Qingfeng answered, his eyes were clear.

The monk saw the Qingfeng glance at the Qingfeng, and said: "Is this child, use yin and yang eyes?"

"Um." Zi Nodi nodded, and then said, "Are you still sitting on this elevator?"

"I think I still take the stairs." Jue Yuan said so.

At this time, everyone was looking at these two horses, and there was no disordered to walk the stairs at all.

"Survive, I don't know if there is a staircase leading to the bottom floor?" Jue Yuan asked to the Museum.

"Yes, yes, keep going along this stairs."

"Zixu Daoyou, wait for the old man to go to the low -level to explore, and immediately meet you with you." Jue Yuan folded his hands, and then grabbed another disciple, rushing towards the third floor.

Although I heard the loud noise, Jue Yuan still made up his mind to explore it himself.

"Han Shi, what do you think?" Zi Xu asked Han Ze.

"Fighting my trip, I am a layman to catch the ghost." Han Ze waved his hand and said: "Listen to you."

Han Ze has been roughly determined that the elevator is a strange thing, so there should be no danger of the monk to go on.

And Han Ze is curious about that video, that face that looks very miserable, it is definitely not as simple as the ghost.

Seeing that Han Ze was unwilling to intervene, Zi Xu was very interesting, and he came to the second floor underground.

At this time, the second floor of the ground is empty.

Only yellow lights illuminate the corridor, and the sound of everyone's footsteps is echo.

After a while, everyone came to the end of the corridor.

In front of a few people, there is a silver iron gate that was closed. There are a few rings of coarse iron chains on the door, and a large iron lock hangs on the iron chain.

"That's it, the place to record the strange video is behind the door." The director of the museum said.

Zi Xu stared at the door, then took out a piece of rune paper, dipped some cinnabar, wrote a piece of symbol, and then posted it on the door.

Wang Tong ordered that Qin Xue and others pulled out the guns.

"You should stay here here, just go in from the poor road and his children to see it." Zi Xu said: "The breeze, send them a pure symbol."

"Okay, master." From the bag of the bag, Qingfeng took out a few pieces of rune paper and handed it to Qin Xue and Wang Tong and others.

Those people do not ask what the specific effect of this rune paper is, all tightly holding it in their hands, as a root of life.

Later, Zi Xu put his hand on the big iron lock, and did not need the key, so he opened the big iron lock.

The corridor is very silent, and only the sound of Zixu pulling the iron chain is echoing.

"Everyone, if there is nothing, don't run around." After speaking, Zi Xu walked into the door with the breeze.

"Huh?" At this moment, Han Ze suddenly looked at the back.

In the rear, there is no light at the end of the corridor, and it looks dark.

"What's wrong?" Qin Xue asked.

"Seems to be staring at us with both eyes." Han Ze replied.

Han Ze's consciousness has long been covered, but he didn't find anything.

"Don't scare me." Qin Xue subconsciously leaned towards Han Ze's side.

"I said brother, it's not a joke now." Dapeng said so.

Zi ... Zi ...

At this moment, a few abnormal noises came from the lights on the corridor, and everyone looked at the lights on the head.

However, the lamp suddenly flashed a few times, and then it went out completely.

Corridor, caught in a darkness.

Fortunately, the people here are either trained or bold, so they are not shocked.

"Taoist, are you okay?" Han Ze shouted to there.

However, no one responded at all.

Han Ze remembers that from this door to the end of the corridor, it is a distance of tens of meters.

"It's time ... shouldn't it be taken away by the ghost?"

A timid policeman said that his voice was shaking.

boom!

This time, Han Ze's consciousness was all dispersed, covering the entire funeral home.

On the third floor of the ground, the ninth ghost is still absorbing and refining the yin. At the same time, some ghosts have found the ninth ghost, but they are all swallowed by the ninth ghost.

"It's gone." Han Ze found that Zi Xu and Jue Yuan and others all disappeared. Evolling out of thin air.

"What did you just say?" Qin Xue said.

"Nothing." Han Ze shook his head and said: "You turn on your mobile phone lights, I will send you up."

Han Ze knows that this place is definitely not just as simple as the ghost.

If Qin Xue still stays here, it will definitely danger.

After hearing Han Ze's words, everyone turned on the mobile phone light.

Time, more than a dozen lights appeared, illuminating a space.

"Return to the original road." Han Ze said.

At the same time, Han Ze even instructed to the ninth ghost: "Don't cultivate first, go for me to find someone."

Among the three floors underground, after the ninth ghost heard Han Ze's voice, he stood up reluctantly.

"We ... are you going back? Don't find the Chiefs Chief of Zi Dao and Master Jue Yuan?" The manager asked, and he didn't solve it. He felt that the funeral home would not be too peaceful in the future.

"Can you catch ghosts?" Han Ze glanced at the curator, saying: "That big monk and the old Taoist chief disappeared. We are still here, and you are not afraid of having a ghost to find it?"
To be continued...