It seems that the only thing left is to go out and look for a sect with rich heritage in this area.
Thinking of the Shinra Mansion, Lin Xin had some vague guesses in his mind.
If the sects in the underworld are really related to the human world, then what about the Yuandou Demon Sect and the Pine Forest Sword Sect?
As he thought about it, his thoughts suddenly started to wander.
Hero Yuan Qiuque and Huang Yuerong broke through the world together and must have come to the human world. However, he has secretly inquired in many ways over the years, but still can't find any trace.
Either the human world is too big and the distance between them is too far. Or they have changed their appearance and their reputation is not good.
"If I can find Hero Yuan, I might be able to answer a lot of things I want to know. For example, the Shinra Mansion, or the Evil God Shakura."
Suddenly he felt something was wrong.
When I raised my head, I didn't know when it had become silent inside and outside the study room.
The bright red sunlight filtered in from the window and fell on the floor, illuminating the entire study in red.
There are no more patrols outside that usually pass by.
Not only that, but even the chirping of birds that could be heard outside the boundary was silent.
It reminds me of the deathly aura that enveloped the maid just now.
Lin Xin looked calm, slowly put down the book and stood up.
He pushed open the door of the study room and saw that there was no one in the wooden corridor outside. Originally, there should be a maid waiting here at any time.
But now there is no one.
I walked gently out of the corridor and came to the living room. There was also no one in the living room on the second floor.
Yuan Qing went out for an outing in the late evening. It was normal to be absent. However, there were usually guards here at all times, and now none of them were seen.
Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and made a gesture casually.
This is the secret signal to summon the secret guards.
The Lin family also secretly used various means to cultivate a group of top dead warriors above the 50th level of the Ben Lei Sword, collectively known as the secret guards.
This group of people were created by using evil energy, drugs, etc. combined with secret methods. Their life span is only half of that of ordinary people. After breaking through the fifty level, their potential is exhausted and they are unable to make any progress.
But even so, it is also an extremely terrifying and tyrannical strength.
After Lin Yaoyang ascended the throne, he also assigned two people to Lin Xin, who would follow and protect him at all times.
I made the same gesture, but there was no reaction at all.
The secret guard was nowhere to be seen.
Lin Xin looked around, and suddenly his pupils narrowed and he noticed a detail.
In the living room, the beautiful sunset outside seemed to be very close at hand, changing from the size of a washbasin to a huge disk more than ten meters in size.
It's as if you can reach it at your fingertips as long as you walk to the window and touch the sunset at any time.
The red light almost enveloped the entire living room, making it quiet, strange, and lifeless.
"Is anyone there?"
Lin Xin shouted in a low voice.
No one responded.
"Uncle Duan?" he called again.
Still no one answered. Even the maid who just left the house didn't know where she went.
The alluring red light fell on the floor and shone on the instep of one of his feet, but there was no warmth at all.
Lin Xin squinted his eyes and walked towards the stairs.
Deng Deng Deng
The crisp footsteps echoed throughout the attic, and the echoes continued to vibrate, as if he was the only one in the entire building.
When we went down to the first floor, there was no one in the living room, and all the maids, guards and secret guards were gone.
Lin Xin stood in the middle and looked around.
"Siasara"
Suddenly a subtle voice came from deep in the room on the first floor.
The voice was very soft and subtle, as if he was whispering secretly. But the strange thing was that the tone was obviously not intended to be heard, but the voice was transmitted to Lin Xin's ears very clearly.
"who."
Lin Xin asked in a low voice.
No one answered.
He gently raised his right hand, his eyes becoming sharp.
"Siasani ferocious"
The voice came out again.
This time Lin Xin heard it clearly. It was coming from a room on the first floor next to the bedroom.
There has always been a room in the attic, a very strange room.
This is what Lin Yaoyang told him.
That room can only be found at certain times, just to the right of the master bedroom.
But Lin Xin clearly remembered that to the right of the master bedroom on the first floor, outside was an open garden with nothing. How could there be a room?
"Everyone knows that there are eleven rooms in the entire attic. But no one else except me knows that there are actually twelve rooms in the attic."
Lin Yaoyang once told this to Lin Xin, but he couldn't find it after searching for a while, so he just dismissed it as a story.
"Room 12"
Lin Xin walked along the corridor leading to the bedroom on the first floor. At the end was the master bedroom where Wan Qing and Lin Hao once lived.
This is supposed to be a straight corridor without any corners.
But at this time Lin Xin stood in front of the door and looked to the right.
I don't know when a dilapidated and dusty corridor appeared on the right side of the bedroom.
This was a corridor he had never seen before.
When he was a child in this life, he often came to see Yuan Wanqing, but he had never seen a corridor to the right of the master bedroom.
The walls here have always been closed, and there is a small garden outside. It is empty and there cannot be any corridors.
But the scene before him shocked him.
The corridor in front of me, with the red light of the setting sun coming in from the side, made everything look old and quiet.
After a pause, Lin Xin turned around slightly and took a step towards the corridor.
The boots made a squeaking sound when they stepped on the floor, leaving a clear footprint.
"Maybe I've been thinking wrong all along."
Lin Xin suddenly said something inexplicably in a low voice.
He strode towards the corridor.
bang bang bang
The clear footsteps accompanied by the creaking of the wooden boards in the corridor completely exposed Lin Xin's position.
It also seemed more and more like there was no one around.
Slowly walking through the corridor, there is a wooden door to a room in front of it, with a blank wooden sign hanging above it.
The wooden sign is made of fine white oak, and you can still see the clear and fresh texture of the tree.
Lin Xin reached out and gently pushed open the door. Inside was a small hall, not too big or too small.
Entering the small hall, Lin Xin looked around, and his eyes quickly stopped at the far right wall.
An idol is enshrined there.
A very strange statue.
A dark golden baby, covered in stitches and stitches, with a ferocious complexion and blood flowing from his eyes and mouth.
From a distance, it looks like a baby that has been torn apart and then patched up with needles and threads. The body is still a little swollen and the eyes are wide open, making it look like it is alive.
"Sure enough." Lin Xin looked at the baby statue with a calm expression. "Sure enough, I guessed wrong."
The so-called secret blood is not sealed in the human body at all. It has been passed down from generation to generation of the Lin family and is not something that seals the evil god.
The real evil god has always been sealed on the land of Qiushi.
The voice of "Siasara" rang in his ears again.
Lin Xin frowned and stared straight at the statue.
"Are you looking for me?"
The baby statue suddenly spoke.
He rolled his eyes that were still bleeding, and then stared at Lin Xin with his pupils. His face was obviously expressionless, but it gave people the look of a sinister smile.
"It's not that I'm looking for you, but that you want me to come."
Lin Xin replied in a low voice.
"Who are you?"
This time he asked in ghost language.
Even in the ancient times, ghost language was considered a relatively common language.
"I am Siasa, Nihuo, Kujilan, Thunder Dragon, and Ashdia." The baby said his name loudly, and the surrounding space gradually began to slowly vibrate with his voice.
After speaking dozens of syllables, he slowly stopped.
"These are my abbreviations. You can also simplify it more and call me West Asia." The idol baby finally whispered.
"Sia, why did you bring me here?" Lin Xin was unmoved on the surface, but he was already thinking about it in his heart.
The other party should have said part of his divine name just now. The divine name is equivalent to being engraved in the universe and conforms to some of the rules of nature.
Just chanting it will cause the corresponding rules to vibrate.
Even if he achieves the Holy Body, he has not reached this level. It is obvious that the other party is a more powerful existence than him.
"My compatriots are calling me." Xia showed a ferocious smile, "So I responded. Then"
He paused.
"You're here"
"Your compatriots? With all due respect, I don't know any of your compatriots." Lin Xin frowned.
"No, no, no," the statue of a baby shook his head slightly, and he staggered out of the urn.
It fell to the ground with a bang, and a pool of dark red blood immediately splashed out.
But he didn't care at all, he just continued to stagger towards Lin Xin.
Step by step, slowly but with clear goals.
His body was only the size of a puppy, and he crawled all the way, dragging a long bloody trail on the ground.
"The universe is equal, I responded. So, here you are." Xia climbed to Lin Xin's feet and looked up at him.
"I don't understand what you mean." Lin Xin narrowed his eyes and did not avoid the other party at all.
If it were another person here, I am afraid that he would have been frightened to the point of losing his mind and would have wanted to escape frantically.
But he is different. Even if he is facing, it is very likely that he is a mysterious evil god who has survived in ancient times, or even a powerful existence among evil gods.
But Lin Xin also has his own pride.
He struggled crazily for so long, was on the edge of life and death, suffered all kinds of torture, and finally achieved the title of Southern Emperor. Naturally, he could not be defeated by mere fear.
The god looked like a baby and grinned.
"Are you looking for a gap in promotion? Don't my compatriots give you enough gifts?"
"What are you talking about? Who are your compatriots?" Lin Xin asked directly. He didn't like such riddle conversations.
"I can't tell you his name. Because just the association when mentioning it will make him aware of our existence." Xia whispered. "I can only tell you what you want to find and what you want to get rid of."
, they are my compatriots.”
"You mean You Mansion?" Lin Xin narrowed his eyes.
"You Mansion?" Xia was stunned for a moment, then quickly laughed. "You mean the vortex that relies on binding souls to obtain the vitality of the world?"
"Isn't it?" Lin Xin lowered his head and looked directly at the other person.
"No, no no no" Xia shook her head, "It's just a whirlpool, a tool, nothing more."
He hugged Lin Xin's trouser legs and slowly began to climb up.
His body left clear lines of dark red blood on Lin Xin's pants. The blood also exuded some kind of weird stench, like rotten flesh.
"The Youfu you see is just a living whirlpool. It is a rule. It is an instinctive rule that swallows everything." Xia climbed to Lin Xin's chest before stopping. He used his sutured head to get close to Lin Xin's face.
until the two of them were almost nose to nose.
"You have the aura of soul power, maybe I can give you guidance, give you what you need, guidance to break the shackles"
"What do I need to pay?" Lin Xin asked lightly. (To be continued.)