With Ge Chong's help, Yang Fan finally successfully entered the Duanhun Mansion.
After confirming that the executioner guard was not chasing him, Yang Fan turned around and looked at the environment in front of him.
At this time, two roads appeared in front of him, one leading upstairs and one leading underground.
Yang Fan raised his head slightly, looked towards the direction leading up the stairs, and slowly uttered two words.
"turbid air!"
Although the goal of the ghost world did not mention pollution for the time being, it eventually appeared.
Compared with the direction above, leading to the underground, the turbidity is obviously much lighter.
"It may lead to a dungeon or something like that. Since I am asked to rescue the pure white souls, it means they are being imprisoned somewhere."
After making his judgment, Yang Fan decisively chose the downward stairs.
This is the ghost world after all. Even when he arrived at Duanhun Mansion, Yang Fan did not forget to use the soul mirror to determine whether there were ghosts.
Fortunately, there were no wandering ghosts here, so Yang Fan went down the stairs.
After a while, he arrived at the underground level.
This place is indeed a dungeon, with dark corridors and closed cells on both sides.
No one was seen in the cell, and there were no ghosts. There was some hay spread on the floor, and there was a sour smell.
The bars of the cell are so rotten that they can be broken off with just a little force.
At the end of the corridor, another set of steps appeared, and Yang Fan continued to go down the steps.
The three consecutive floors are all the same empty dungeon, with no prisoners and no guards.
"Could this be where pure white souls were originally imprisoned?" Yang Fan thought for a moment and ruled out this possibility.
Firstly, there are about thirty or forty cells on the third floor, which does not match the number of pure white souls. Secondly, these cells have obviously been abandoned for a long time.
When he reached the end of the third floor of the dungeon, Yang Fan saw another set of stairs. Just as he was about to walk down, he suddenly heard a rush of footsteps running upstairs.
"Is there anyone?!"
Yang Fan hurriedly hid in an open cell and huddled in a corner, not daring to breathe.
Not long after, a red shadow quickly flashed in front of the cell, quickly disappeared at the other end of the corridor, and went to the second underground floor.
Fortunately, the light here was dim and the man was in a hurry, so he didn't notice Yang Fan's presence.
Seeing the red figure, Yang Fan couldn't help but be shocked.
"Is it the Red King Kong?!"
The only one wearing red clothes is the Red King Kong.
Wasn't that guy haunted by dozens of ghosts? Not only did he survive, but he also successfully entered the Soul-Dead Mansion?
After Red King Kong left, a mysterious voice suddenly sounded in Yang Fan's ears.
[The secondary target currently remains, once.]
Yang Fan was quite surprised, "Senior, are you finally not angry with me?"
The voice ignored Yang Fan.
Yang Fan shook his head and gave up communicating with the mysterious voice.
However, judging from the information transmitted by the mysterious voice, another person has just completed the second goal, and judging from the situation just now, that person is most likely the Red King Kong!
Yang Fan immediately looked in the direction where the red diamond came up. He came up from the lower level, which means that the pure white soul is below!
Yang Fan immediately came out of the cell and walked to the fourth underground floor.
Before he reached the fourth underground floor, he felt the presence of turbid air.
Yang Fan immediately slowed down and continued to go deeper while using the soul mirror to observe.
After arriving at the fourth underground floor, Yang Fan found that the structure here was completely different from the previous three floors.
The walls on the first three floors are all made of bricks, while the four underground floors don't look built at all, more like a huge cave.
The walls seem to be made of some kind of rock material, and the ground is a shallow layer of water, which should be formed by the seepage of groundwater. The water below is not stone slabs, but seems to be soil.
This layer was filled with a musty smell, mixed with the smell of blood, but Yang Fan could not determine its source.
"It smells of blood...be careful!"
Most of the entire underground cave is empty, but there is a mass of black gas at the end of the cave, forming a hemisphere.
Yang Fan has already received information from Yuanzhu that the black air is a turbid air.
It's just that the turbid air didn't escape and was highly concentrated, so Yang Fan didn't see the black air escape in other layers.
Yang Fan stepped on the stagnant water and walked towards the black air step by step. Looking through the misty black air, he could vaguely see a group of white light in the black air.
"Is it a pure white soul?"
Just when Yang Fan was about to check further, he suddenly stopped.
The smell of blood nearby became stronger. Yang Fan braced himself and carefully examined the surrounding environment.
About two or three meters in front of the black hemisphere, there was a black shadow lying on the water. Yang Fan did not dare to get close, but kept a certain distance, squinting his eyes slightly and observing carefully.
With the help of the white light that occasionally shined from the black sphere, Yang Fan could see the thing clearly.
That thing seemed to be a person, lying in the stagnant water, with its body rising and falling slightly and breathing weakly.
Yang Fan did not dare to be careless and approached carefully step by step.
Probably hearing the sound of water flowing under Yang Fan's feet, the guy moved slightly and said something weak and vague.
"Joker, you, how dare you come back, you despicable villain, I, I will never let you go even if I'm a ghost!"
"Even if I'm a ghost, I won't let you go. Ahem, cough, cough, I won't let you go..." He kept repeating this sentence.
It could be heard that the guy was very weak, so Yang Fan approached cautiously.
When he came to his side, Yang Fan saw that he had multiple fatal injuries. His arms were cut off, his abdomen had been stabbed countless times, and even his internal organs were leaked out!
Yang Fan frowned, thought for a while, dragged the man to the wall, helped him sit up, "I'm not a clown, you, do you still have a way to recover?"
On Earth, it would definitely be hopeless to be injured like this, but Yang Fan also knew that there were many treasures in the other world that he didn't know about, and maybe there was some miraculous medicine in this man's body.
The man tried his best to open his eyes and glanced at Yang Fan, "Yes, it's you... that third-class cripple."
Yang Fan didn't know what to say for a moment.
"I, I can't live..." The man leaned against the wall weakly. Suddenly, he grabbed Yang Fan's wrist and said, "Please help me bring a message to the Night Walker. I, I was killed by the clown."
of……"
"I, I still have some good things hidden in me, I can give them all to you!"
Seeing that the man had difficulty breathing, Yang Fan first let go of his hand and said comfortingly, "Don't be anxious yet."
"Listen to me first, you were not killed by the clown." Yang Fan said, "The real clown teamed up with me. He is now outside the execution ground. I just saw the red King Kong coming up from here. I was hiding in
He didn't notice me in the dark."
The man was stunned for a moment. He was about to die, but he was a little confused after hearing Yang Fan's words.
"Are you sure?"
Yang Fan nodded, thought for a moment, raised the short knife in his hand and gave the man a look.
"I don't know if you recognize this knife. The clown lent it to me."
"I know!" The man's eyes widened, "This is indeed the clown's weapon, I've seen him use it before!"
"You really teamed up with the clown... When that person was guarding with me before, I saw him use the sapphire wrist blade once. At that time, I was still wondering why he didn't use his short knife... and the red diamond used
Yes, it’s just a sapphire wrist blade..."
"Someone once said that Red King Kong obtained the skill of disguise..."
This man seemed to have figured out many of the problems that troubled him.
Yang Fan shook his head. Fortunately, it was him who came. If it had been someone else, that guy Ge Chong would have lost another life.
He even suspected that Red King Kong deliberately left this guy breathless.
If the news doesn't get out, he has no loss. If it can get out, that's even better!
Does Red King Kong know the art of disguise? I'm afraid it's not as simple as ordinary disguise. Even the mask can be imitated!
Seeing this man dying, Yang Fan thought of his previous request, "You asked me to bring a message to the Night Walker. I can help you, but your people may not believe me."
"Wrist screen... I will store the recording specifically and set a separate password. You can take my wrist screen and find Night Walker."
Yang Fan nodded, "If this can be used as evidence, I can help you."
Of course he is willing to help this stranger. The first person Red King Kong will harm is Yang Fan himself. With this evidence, not only can Ge Chong be cleared, but he can even use that Night Walker to deal with Red King Kong.
The man recorded a message, used all his strength to snap off the wrist screen, and handed it to Yang Fan.
"Friend, I'm dying. I can't take revenge myself, but my people won't let him go. Thank you." The man leaned limply against the rock wall, "Most of the things on my body were killed by the clown...
…it was snatched away by Red King Kong, but I still have two small soul pills in my jacket pocket.”
"In addition, I just said in the recording that when you send the message to Night Walker, my friend will give you some reward."
He tilted his head and looked at the black ball, his voice getting smaller and smaller, "There is also a pure white soul in that black ball, but you must be careful to burst the black ball. That is the most difficult goal among the two.
ring."
"At that time, he lied to me and said that the two of them were rescuing the pure white soul at the same time. Each rescued his own, and there was no need to fight. Naturally, there was no possibility of being a mastermind. I also believed his lies, but when I pulled out the pure white soul, he didn't
Knowing why, he suddenly jumped out from the side, cut off my arms, snatched away the white soul, and gave me a few more knives..."
Yang Fan sighed, he had experienced the cunning of the Red King Kong, and even he almost died in the hands of the Red King Kong.
Yang Fan put away his wrist screen and said, "Friend, I'm sorry, I can't save you, but if I can leave alive and promise you something, I will do it."
The resentment in the man's eyes dissipated at this moment, and his vision became clear.
"Thank you, friend." After saying that, he finally slowly closed his eyes.
Yang Fan watched this man die, feeling sad and helpless.
He heard Li Mingfeng's words again.
When you become a boundary breaker, the nightmare begins...
Taking out two small soul pills from the man's left pocket, Yang Fan turned around and came to the black air.
Looking at the misty black air, Yang Fan was calmer than ever and walked into the black air calmly.
Turbid air? It happened to be the thing he was least afraid of.