Wang Chen understood that although he had temporarily escaped the murder, he was still in a narrow escape.
Although Zhang Wanquan had ulterior motives and spoke half-truths, the strangeness of the House of Thousand Corpses was probably true. Otherwise, there would be no way to explain why the woman who died in the hall would appear in the cabinet inexplicably.
Even if you escape the killing scene just now, where can you run to?
There was too little time left for him and even fewer clues. Just as he was thinking lightning in his mind,
In the room behind him, a dark wind suddenly rose. He did not dare to think about what happened in the room, but his eyes were inexplicably looking at the ancient well in the courtyard.
In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed towards the ancient well.
If there is one place that is alive in this house, it can only be this ancient well that has never been explored! Even among all the horror stories, once an ancient well appears, it must be a place of great danger.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chen rushed to the ancient well. Even though there was an abyss below, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, he had no second choice.
"Jiang Yu~Wait for me~" Luo Qingye's soft voice seemed to have touching magic power.
"Jiang Yu...save me, save me..." This was clearly Murong Aotian's voice.
The two voices, one soft and one pleading, mixed together and penetrated directly into people's hearts, bringing an irresistible magic power. Wang Chen's footsteps stopped for a moment, but fortunately he returned to normal in an instant.
He screamed in his heart, and suddenly shouted: "Fuck you, grandpa, I won't call your grandpa Jiang Yu!"
The evil ghost had calculated everything, but he couldn't figure out that Wang Chen was not called Jiang Yu at all, so this powerful trick of deceiving people's minds had no effect.
As soon as he finished speaking, the man had already turned over and went down the well. At the moment when he fell, he looked back, and this look made the hair on his back explode.
I saw a woman wearing a bright red robe standing silently at the mouth of the well. Her long black hair hung down, completely covering her face.
Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, and his fall became very slow. A bloodless hand poked out from between the big sleeves, which were as bright red as blood-stained, and stretched out towards him.
Don't go!
The high-pitched and weird sound makes people's scalp numb.
Wang Chen felt a tightness on his head, and his hair was grabbed by the ghost's hand. A chill and a strong force came, and he wanted to lift him up like a carrot.
Gritting his teeth, he waved his hand almost at the same time, and the stainless steel dagger hidden in his hand lifted up and cut off his hair.
This move finally caused his body to resume its downward trend again.
The ghost's hand reached back and found that it was a hand with random hair, and once again let out a shrill ghost cry.
Wang Chen felt that he was falling continuously, but there was no scene of him falling into the water as he imagined. There was only a slight fluctuation in space, and he fell to the ground.
He jumped up,
Look around carefully.
In front of you is a long corridor, with a blood-colored candlestick at every other position. The faint candlelight lights up, making it look eerie and strange.
There were people standing on both sides of the corridor, men and women, tall, short, fat and thin. Some were wearing long gowns, some were wearing robes, and some were wearing battle armor.
Dress neatly, stand neatly, and look straight ahead.
"Where on earth is this place!"
Wang Chen looked up and saw that there was no wellhead where he had just jumped down. There was only darkness, as if he was in another space.
The crisis has not been resolved because it is still impossible to teleport out of the Emperor's Mind Space.
"Wang Chen, why are you here suddenly? What's going on?"
A familiar voice rang in my ears.
"Little medicine?"
Wang Chen looked at the small figure that suddenly appeared next to him and said in surprise.
"What are you doing? Are you so excited to see me?" Xiao Yao said disapprovingly, but his eyes narrowed to a slit.
Wang Chen couldn't help but be excited. Seeing Xiao Yao proved that he had escaped from the vampire space.
He reached out his hand and looked at the golden demon power in his hand, and the depression in his heart was swept away.
"Vampire King!"
Wang Chen suddenly shouted.
"You actually took me to listen to horror stories and watch horror reality shows. I have tolerated you for a long time!"
"It's been a long time...it's been a long time..."
The echoes continued to echo in the corridor, and the pressure that Wang Chen had been racking his brains and worrying about finally came out.
call……
It was like a cold wind blowing by.
Alarmed by Wang Chen's voice, under the candlelight, the two rows of people standing across from each other turned their heads almost at the same time, casting cold and lifeless eyes over them.
Furthermore, weird smiles appeared on their faces.
"Laugh at your sister!"
Wang Chen was furious and struck out with a palm, creating a raging flame.
The golden sun flames!
This flame containing the power of karmic fire is the nemesis of all evil things.
ah!
Sure enough, as soon as the Great Sun Karma Fire came out, these beings that were obviously not living people let out shrill screams one after another, turned into Changlian and disappeared in all directions.
Suddenly the entire corridor became empty.
"Just now, what happened to me?"
Wang Chen finally had the opportunity to ask a question. Even though the question was very strange, he was sure that Xiao Yao must understand what he was asking.
At least two hours had passed since he was dragged into the House of Thousand Corpses by the Vampire King, and Xiao Yao, who should have been inseparable from him during this period, was not with him. Therefore, Xiao Yao must have discovered something unusual.
Could be a very important clue.
"just?"
A look of horror appeared on Xiaoyao's face, as if Wang Chen's question reminded her of an experience she didn't want to recall.
"You suddenly disappeared just now. I thought you didn't want me anymore."
Xiaoyao's eyes turned red.
"How long have I been missing?"
"It didn't take long, just a few breaths. Then suddenly, I saw you in this strange place."
"How many breaths?"
Wang Chen's brows furrowed. In the two hours he felt, outsiders could only take a few breaths.
This can explain why Kong Feiyun died tragically in front of him in an instant.
In fact, he was captured by the Vampire King into his own space, tortured by fear for several hours, and finally died.
Could it be understood that the Vampire King's ability is a space where time is slowed down thousands of times, so that the real power is running thousands of times slower, giving people the illusion that the real power is completely lost?
"What do you want to do now?"
Xiao Yao asked in a low voice when he saw that Wang Chen's expression was gloomy and uncertain, and that the place was strange.
"Destroy ghosts!"
Wang Chen, who had been tortured by fear for a long time, walked forward angrily.
At the end of the corridor, there is a natural cave full of blood-colored candles. Looking up, I don't know how high it is. On the irregular rocks on the cave wall, there are circles of candles, and the flames are dotted.
In the middle of the hall, full of blood, there is a coffin covered in red paint. The paint surface is as bright as new, with numerous raised lines. Under the illumination of candlelight, the lines are pulsing slowly like blood vessels.
What is this? It's disgusting. Xiao Yao, who was floating around with great interest, saw the coffin that seemed to be alive and instantly retracted behind Wang Chen.
Wang Chen raised his palm.
boom!
Golden flames rose into the sky and rushed toward the coffin.
call!
At this moment, a gust of wind blew, and the countless candles were extinguished at the same time, and the dazzling fire of karma was also extinguished in an instant.
Suddenly, everything fell into darkness.
Wang Chen was shocked, the vampire king's power far exceeded his expectation.
"Pretend to be a ghost." A sneer emboldened him, and he was about to use the six sword techniques to split the coffin, but he only felt a bit of extreme cold, like raindrops falling into his divine sea, causing bone-chilling ripples.
The stiffness spreads rapidly and spreads throughout the body in an instant.
For a moment, he was like a ghost on the bed, unable to make any movement.