The reason why the two people didn't go to explore the dozen coffins in the hall was because the landlady's girl said that there was a coffin in one of the rooms.

The little girl's words were very concise and no nonsense.

Now, a situation similar to the trick wall reappeared again. At this time, He Xiaoman had not just returned to his old house. He was trapped by an ordinary trick wall. He ran around for seven times and finally managed to escape with the power of a kitchen knife.

lock up.

If I hadn't had the evil spirit in hand that time, I'm afraid others would have run all the way to dusk, but He Xiaoman would have run all the way to dawn.

The current He Xiaoman, not to mention having the Po-Destroying Spiritual Eye, can easily get out even with her super-powerful perception after activating the sea of ​​consciousness.

So either the person building the trick wall in front of me is a master who is more powerful than Feng Che, or there is another mystery.

He Xiaoman prefers the latter.

Because in such a scumbag dungeon where only NPCs are allowed to bully players but players are not allowed to change hands, the opponent already has the right time, place and people. If he is more powerful than Feng Che, he can just kill him directly. Why bother to do these things?

Are you here to make a fuss?

If there really was a guy more powerful than Feng Che, He Xiaoman would just dig a hole for himself and die three bowls of noodles a day.

"How about we climb up from the outside and go directly to the second floor?"

Feng Che glanced at He Xiaoman with compassion in his eyes, caring for the mentally retarded.

Silly boy, do you think Master Che would never think of such a simple thing?

He Xiaoman thought that the first time she experienced the trick on the wall was because the evil spirit fell out...what if she threw the kitchen knife again?

"I'm afraid you're not a smart person...you have both courage and wisdom!" Feng Che changed his words decisively as He Xiaoman's expression gradually twisted.

"There is a room, and there is a coffin." He Xiaoman repeated the words of the NPC girl, and then gave some life tips: "How about we throw out all the coffins in the hall and leave only one, then there is a room."

Is there a coffin in there?"

"Put aside the content, I think your words still make sense." Feng Che used He Xiaoman's words to block He Xiaoman himself.

He Xiaoman was a little irritable.

She endured her psychological discomfort and ran to study the painting again, while Feng Che directed the hammer to enter the first floor. The puppet would not enter the building, and its instructions were very single.

He Xiaoman got tired of standing, so he squatted down to look at this painting.

"This person...why does it feel like he committed suicide?" He Xiaoman suddenly made a big discovery. On the ground in the mural, an unusually sharp boning knife fell with the handle forward and the blade tilting backward.

The wooden handle of the knife is covered with blood, and it can be vaguely seen that it is held by a bloody hand. The tall and fat man in the mural has a palm holding an eyeball dripping with blood, and a lighter color is faintly visible on the palm and fingertips.

The mark was left when he held the handle of the knife.

It can also be seen from the position where the knife fell that it came from the hand of the person on the hook.

Why did he commit suicide in such a tragic way?

After confirming his judgment with Feng Che, He Xiaoman had reason to believe that after torturing himself to pieces, this man still had the energy to gouge out his own eyes and hold them in his hand.

The more He Xiaoman looked at it, the colder his heart became. This person was so cruel to him, how terrible he must be while alive, and what could be the reason for such a cruel person that forced him to end his life in such a tragic way?

?

There was a rustling sound, and Feng Che suddenly said through his spiritual consciousness: "Pull me into the mist."

He Xiaoman quickly stopped studying the creepy portrait and wrapped himself and Feng Che in the mist.

The rustling sound turned out to be made by the swaying paper figures and horses on the ground. They were all alive, and were surrounding Feng Che and He Xiaoman with their hands and feet in a weird and stiff posture.

The two living people disappeared in an instant, and these little cuties were running around in the room as if they suddenly couldn't find their way. He Xiaoman finally understood where the scattered paper parts, paper flowers and paper leaves on the ground came from.

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Under the command of Feng Che, the hammer rounded the black hammer and began to inhumanely destroy these paper bundles.

It's just that even if the hammer hammers the paper people and horses out of shape and into pieces, no matter how they are broken into pieces, they will still attack the hammer unyieldingly.

Just like the paper rose, they kept clinging to the hammer, and then sucked the hammer's blood like leeches.

The hammer quickly turned from green to white, and then was eaten away.

He Xiaoman, who was hiding in the mist, couldn't help but feel scared for a while.

Fortunately, these guys were not like that puppet who could ignore Mingwu, otherwise He Xiaoman would have been sucked into anemia in an instant.

However, these paper products are very light and can easily float everywhere, making them very difficult to guard against.

"broken."

Following Feng Che's words, He Xiaoman seemed to feel something. The eyes of the man on the wall seemed to flash, and then he fixedly stared at the location of He Xiaoman and Feng Che.

Sure enough, the debris all over the ground swirled as if blown up by a whirlwind and headed straight for where He Xiaoman and Feng Che were hiding.

These paper bundles seemed to be alive.

Therefore, after Newton frequently overturned the coffin boards, Darwin's coffin boards were also about to be destroyed.

Feng Che kept sketching in the air with one hand. As the source of energy surged around him, Ming Wu's invisibility effect disappeared instantly. When those paper parts and debris were about to become smeared with Feng Che, He Xiaoman only felt a gentle breeze.

However, those fluttering and fast-moving paper sticks suddenly stopped as if they had been cast a restraining spell.

Well, if paper people and horses are also considered NPCs, then Feng Che's behavior did not harm them. What hurt them was the hammer. Feng Che only changed their speed at most.

"There is a powerful worm approaching quickly." Feng Che's voice sounded cold: "Let's leave first!"

——Xiao Man, go to the stairs on the first floor, find the position opposite to the one upstairs and pretend to go downstairs, and you will find the room you want to go to. Hurry!

He Xiaoman didn't have time to explain, so he directly repeated Bu Bu's words to Feng Che.

"Fuck!" Feng Che almost said these two words through gritted teeth. It looked like he wanted to hammer himself to death: "Let's go!"

At the same time, a thick putrid smell has entered the courtyard and will enter the lobby on the first floor in less than a minute.

The two people rushed to the corner corresponding to the stairs from the first floor to the second floor, and then walked on the flat ground in the direction of going upstairs.

Sure enough, as they walked, He Xiaoman discovered that they had really gone further down, and the surrounding environment had also changed. When the two of them felt that they were entering the underground floor, a wooden corridor appeared on the surface, and next to it was a wooden corridor.

Three dark rooms.

Heavy footsteps were already rattling on the stairs, and Feng Che said decisively: "Three."
Chapter completed!