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Volume 1 In 2007, My Grandmother Instilled Golden Silkworm Gu Chapter 21 Nine-Story Soul Locking Pag

We were still at the disappearing stairs. I put my feet on the place where the cement board should have been, but no force was felt at all. |

It's not a cover-up, it's just that the stairs have truly disappeared.

From my perspective, when the flashlight shines down, it is still an empty staircase space. Looking straight down, it is dark. Except for the first three sections of stairs, there is nothing else. Of course, this also includes

Zamao Xiaodao and the girl named Dan Feng. I turned around to look at Ouyang Zhizhong, and he also came over, looked down, and then pointed down in surprise, saying that he had clearly seen Xiao Xiao already...

He was also confused and extremely strange.

Mr. Tiger Cat waved his wings and said, "It's okay. There is something weird about this building. The overall layout is based on an evil formation called "Yin Gathering and Soul Refining Twelve Palaces Gate Formation". Of course, it has the effect of turning things upside down.

, this is just bragging about Boi, at most it can make the person in the center confused in space, making it difficult to get out of the formation. After all, the biggest function of this thing is not to trap people, but to trap ghosts...

Zhao Zhonghua raised his eyebrows and said, "Sleep ghost? Please give me some advice."

The tiger cat flew down triumphantly, disappeared for a second or two, and then reappeared in front of us. He said that it was as expected, and then said to Zhao Zhonghua: "Looking at your sincerity, I will follow you again."

Let’s talk about five dollars. The Twelve Palace Gate Formation of Gathering Yin and Refining Souls is a kind of arrangement specially made in the place where too many wronged dead people are buried. If there are many wronged souls, the resentment will be strong, and if the resentment is strong, the Yin Qi will be heavy and the ghost Qi will be strong.

, it is easy to pry the door of death. This door of death is the node that communicates with the Netherworld. Those who are willing can use the energy of this door of death to train terrifying evil spirits to control them. However, those who are good at formations may not necessarily be able to subdue them.

This ghost needs the formation to cooperate and sharpen it carefully before it can finally be used by him... Therefore, this palace gate formation is not used to trap people, but to trap ghosts!"

Ouyang pointed his fingers and asked, "Does this evil ghost refer to the ghosts incarnated by the twelve women trapped in the stone pillar?"

Master Tiger Cat said no, those women are actually poor puppets, and in the end they are just training to make food for the crouching big ghost. Let's go, there is indeed something weird here, the big ghost has been there all the time

In deep sleep, you will not wake up until you achieve greatness. But the situation is different now. Lu Zuo, you are a guy who pulls monsters. The vicious curse on your hand is like a beacon in the dark, and the blood in the sea water, if you happen to be there, you will kill that guy in advance.

If you wake up, the fun will be great. As I said, even if you are an adult, I can only hug my butt and run away.

Zhao Zhonghua had already accepted the magic of the tiger cat, and asked with a sullen face: "Sir, do you know the use of this evil thing practiced by the people behind the scenes?"

The tiger cat flew with its wings fluttering, saying that there are thousands of evil sects from ancient times, but they only seek one thing, and that is immortality. The desire to survive is the highest existence in the tower of meaning. Immortality is not enough even if you practice it again and again.

Is that all there is to it? It has flown to the place above the stairs where it disappeared just now, right at the boundary monument, hovering, waving its wings, as if it was drawing something. It muttered: "That female ghost

The magic circle has been activated, but as everyone knows, when I was playing with this thing, their parents were not even born yet... Damn it!"

As soon as Mr. Tiger Cat's domineering swear words came out, we felt the whole space shake, and the originally empty staircase appeared in front of us again. However, this staircase was not the original "zigzag" shape, but

A long ramp leading straight into the dark cave entrance. Looking at the darkness that could not penetrate the cave entrance, we all hesitated in our hearts, wondering what this was and how did we get this?

Mr. Tiger Cat said that the formation has moved and is closed in one direction. Do you think it is so easy to walk straight to the second floor, the first floor, the underground parking lot, and return the same way? This is the door of death and the only door of life. Follow

I'll go straight into the center and destroy the settings. Otherwise, we won't be able to get out of this formation until next year. Do you think this formation is so easy to break? Besides, Xiao Ming's bastard has already fallen into the formation. I

How could he ignore it? It was a waste of all the food he had been fed by the Xiao family for so many years...

We were all a little confused and frightened by the abyss-like end of the stairs.

However, although this flat-haired beast is mean-mouthed, it has always been reliable. I took Duoduo back to the locust tree to warm it up, and took the fat bug back into my body, followed step by step, and walked slowly down the stairs.

Lord Leather Cat looked at me, with a strange light in his bird's eyes, and said no, Lu Zuo, if you go down, I'm afraid you will wake up the sleeping ghost... But it looked at the wilted Zhao Zhonghua again,

Ouyang, who was still bleeding from his mouth, shook his head and said, "Forget it, this bunch of remnant soldiers are defeated. It's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that can't be avoided. Let's go..."

Saying this, it flew down and said it was following, and then an inaudible voice came: "Anyway, when the opportunity comes, I can run away first..."

When I heard this, I almost missed my step when going down the stairs and rolled downstairs.

This fat hen is really not a good person.

Between Ouyang's fingers, Zhao Zhonghua and I, the three of us slowly walked down the stairs. We felt that this staircase was very strange. Walking in it, we felt force everywhere, as if we were walking in water, and the power was accumulated everywhere.

It seemed as if the pressure on us suddenly increased several times. Ouyang's old man murmured with his fingers and sighed, saying that after living for more than sixty years and practicing art for nearly twenty years, this was the first time he had seen the power of this formation and the power of metaphysics.

Wonderful, there is no end. If you hear the truth in the morning, you can die in the evening. He said this with a discouraged tone and a touch of sadness, which made me feel a little uncertain.

The further you go down, the darker and thicker the darkness becomes, as thick as ink. When you reach the darkest place, light cannot penetrate two meters.

We walked up the twenty-meter staircase for five minutes. It was very difficult step by step. The force accumulated on us became stronger and stronger. The tiger cat no longer flew, but stood on my shoulders.

Go up, urging us to leave quickly. If we let the escaping female ghost get the upper hand, we will have no choice but to run for our lives. I asked what the upper hand is? The tiger cat did not answer, turning his head to the side and looking ahead.

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I couldn't see its head, but I felt the atmosphere was unusually dull.

It made this flat-haired fat hen become serious, which means that the situation has reached the most dangerous moment.

Darkness is a door. When we reach the end of the stairs, Mr. Tiger Cat opens the door. What appears in front of us is a hall of more than 200 square meters. There are no windows on all sides. There are faint warm yellow lights on the walls.

They are distributed in an orderly manner. The hall is not endlessly empty, but there are many stone tripods, iron cauldrons and other sacrificial objects, as well as many bookcases, dividing the space. Opposite us, there is a closed door

The iron gate. I smelled the air here, and felt a smell of earthy smell and stale dust. If I listened carefully, I could also hear the sound of a humming ventilation fan.

This is really amazing. Where is this place? Is it still the main building of Wanhao Plaza where we are?

Seeing the questions in our eyes, Mr. Tiger Cat answered, saying that this is the basement of the main building. Of course, this place is lower than the underground parking lot. It will definitely not appear in the design drawings, and here must be those guys.

This is the place where the altar is opened to offer sacrifices. This is an independent space. To enter it, you need to rely on the Twelve Palace Gate Formation of Gathering Yin and Refining Soul, which is absolutely impossible for ordinary people.

Basement? This is actually a basement?

We looked at each other, and I became more and more in awe of this fat bird. No wonder the Xiao family treated it with respect. It turned out that it was really capable of breaking through the formation, and it even crossed the barrier of space.

, led us to this place, and regarding this place, I dare to believe that it has never been here before, but it seems to be very logical.

After walking a few steps, I was immediately attracted by a half-person-high stone tablet in front of me. The stone tablet was in the shape of a nine-story tower, and it was densely packed with beautifully carved patterns and patterns. The pattern was very abstract.

The lines are simple and smooth, with a kind of mathematical beauty. Standing in front of me, I felt a sense of familiarity and fear about this stone tablet. My heart was numb and there was an inexplicable emotion in it.

I seemed to hear a familiar person calling me from the bottom of my heart: Lu Zuo... Lu Zuo...

Not only me, but also Zhao Zhonghua and Ouyang noticed abnormalities in their fingers. Especially Zhao Zhonghua, he squinted his eyes, and red light flashed out from time to time in his pupils. After a few seconds, he pursed his lips, and his lips were as sharp as a knife.

, saying that there are a lot of souls here, being corroded and digested. The tiger cat laughed when he saw it, and said what a damn coincidence, how do you say that poem? People searched for him thousands of times, and suddenly looked back, he

In the dimly lit place... I have been looking for a long time, little poison, the life soul of your Agen brother is here!

I was overjoyed and said it was true. Ouyang also laughed with his fingers and said it was worth it. It was worth it. It is indeed here and the answer to the mystery can be solved.

Mr. Tiger Cat yelled at me, saying he was a little poison. Why don't you quickly put Agen's life soul into the locust wood tablet? If you wait for a while, it will be too late. Even if you get it back, Agen is still a fool.

I was afraid that I would never regain my consciousness. I immediately became anxious and put my hand on the stone tablet, immersed in it. Sure enough, just like the world before the vibrator, there were countless souls surrounding this stone tablet. I was like a star among the stars.

Among the marks, I found the most familiar one. It was Agen. He was much brighter than the others. It was obvious that he had been detained here not long ago, so unlike other souls, his memory had long been wiped out and he stayed there in a daze.

With.

I have already had experience in guiding the soul of life. Holding the spell, I carefully guided Agen's life soul into the locust wood sign on my chest, and asked him to squeeze in with Duoduo.

After I finished all this, Ouyang stroked his gray beard with his fingers and said yes, I finally fulfilled my little friend's request.

I turned to look at the tiger cat standing on the stone tablet and asked what should I do next?

It took a sniff and asked, "Did you smell a strong smell of blood?"

We all sniffed when we heard this, and sure enough, there was a thick, sweet smell of blood that made our throats greasy, floating from the northeast corner.

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