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The passage behind the small door was dark.

Yan Chong raised his nose and took a sniff. It was full of the smell of corruption. It seemed that no one had paid attention to it for a while.

Yan Chong lit the blowtorch as a lighting torch, and then followed the passage all the way down.

At the bottom, there is an altar-like stone platform, with a corpse lying on the stone platform.

Yan Chong: "..."

Isn't this a sanatorium?

Why are you so evil?

But at this time, Yan Chong was also full of curiosity and went directly to check it out.

The corpse must have been dead for a long time, and the skin was shriveled, like a moldy orange.

However, his clothes were quite good, and he felt a bit like an eminent monk.

"Jin Jishi?" Yan Chong secretly asked.

But this man's face was extremely shrunken. Don't say that Yan Chong didn't know what Jin Jishi looked like. Even if he knew, he probably wouldn't be able to recognize it.

So Yan Chong could only observe the surroundings to see if there was anything that could prove the identity of the deceased.

Of course, the tombs of distinguished people like this will usually have burial objects. It would be better if you can find some old things.

Yan Chong was turning over vigorously when the corpse suddenly started to move.

He quietly sat up, then tiptoed off the altar and walked behind Yan Chong.

He gently patted Yan Chong on the shoulder, which startled Yan Chong.

He was ready to open his mouth and bite Yan Chong's neck as soon as Yan Chong turned his head.

But Yan Chong was walking around holding a torch at this time. The torch was not held with his hands, but with the prosthetic hand on his shoulder.

Yan Chong was patted, and he didn't immediately turn around. Instead, he turned the torch of Ren's prosthetic hand to provide lighting, and then turned around.

Then the corpse opened its mouth and bit Yan Chong's fire blower...

Yan Chong was indeed startled, and the first thing he thought of was to fight back.

The fire blower was not originally a lighting tool, but a flamethrower. Yan Chong only used it for lighting because there was no better substitute.

As a result, his excitement caused the blowtorch to erupt, directly burning the corpse's face.

At this time, it makes no difference whether Yan Chong is afraid or not.

He first took a step back, then immediately pulled out the wedge pill, and swish, swish, slashed him three times at once.

Yan Chong was relatively proficient in using Chuan Wan, and his movements were very smooth. Each knife hit the vital parts of the corpse.

However, this corpse didn't seem to be too cold to Yan Chong's attack, as if it didn't hurt at all.

His flesh and blood had dried, so although Yan Chong hit him, he didn't get even a drop of blood.

On the other hand, Yan Chong felt that the more fire-breathing tubes he took just now seemed to have caused more damage to him.

"So you're afraid of fire!" Yan Chong thought to himself, and then quickly changed his fighting method.

He had previously obtained a lot of oil bottles in the copy of "Sekiro" for igniting fires.

He hasn't used it much.

But this time, he also stole a lot of gasoline from the US military base, which is much more flammable than the previous oil bottles.

Yan Chong directly mixed a bucket and brought it out, with a refueling nozzle on it.

Yan Chong held the bucket in one hand and the nozzle in the other. He applied a few pressures and sprayed the corpse.

Then the fire blower on his shoulder was activated again, and a "flame jet" was directed at him.

So the whole body was on fire.

The corpse was indeed afraid of fire, and it made a squeaking sound all over.

He wanted to rush towards Yan Chong and die together with Yan Chong, but Yan Chong's movements were so flexible. He rolled, rolled and slid to quickly distance himself from the corpse.

Not long after, the body lost its life force and fell to the ground.

Yan Chong did not underestimate the enemy, he went over and cut off his head with another stab, and then he felt relieved.

It's a pity that no matter whether he is Jin Jishi or not, no Dragon Balls were found from him.

In other words, unless Pu Xiongcai and the others discover something else, Yan Chong's trip will be in vain.

Yan Chong rummaged around in the cabinet next to him, and finally found something that could prove his identity. It was a Buddhist Tantra demon-conquering pestle, which was only the size of an ordinary screwdriver and fit nicely in one hand.

If it were a magic weapon, it would be understandable, but if it were a weapon, it might seem a little too small.

Yan Chong put it into the system's backpack and used the system to identify it. The system gave a "???" sign, indicating that the system didn't know what it was, or it needed a special task to perform it.

Crack, or additional identification is required.

In short, there is definitely something weird about this thing.

Yan Chong did not find any other items, so he returned the same way, came out, found Zhao Yiliang, and told Zhao Yiliang what had happened.

Zhao Yiliang was digging landmines with a depressed look on his face. After hearing this, he frowned, his expression became much more serious, and said, "Are you sure?"

"That's right, altar, living corpse, demon-conquering pestle..." Yan Chong said, "Is there any problem?"

"Can you show me your magic pestle?" Zhao Yiliang asked.

Since Yan Chong didn't know what the magic pestle was for, there was no need to hide it, so he took it out and showed it to Zhao Yiliang.

Zhao Yiliang seemed to know something about this thing and said: "This is the magic weapon of the evil god. We have encountered a difficult enemy! If you want to end him, you can't just rely on fire. You also need to use this weapon to subdue the devil."

pestle, thrust into his heart."

"What's the rush?" Yan Chong said with a smile, "If I go back and prick him again, won't it be over? After I prick him, will this plague be over?"

"The evil god is the evil god. Regardless of the blood god or the plague god, all actions are full of evil nature." Zhao Yiliang said, "I don't know if the plague will end, but I suddenly feel that I understand our competition this time.

The reason.”

"What do you mean?" Yan Chong was confused after hearing this.

"Maybe I'm just talking nonsense." Zhao Yiliang said, "I'll explain it to you slowly later. You go and finish him first! After you kill him, the properties of this demon-conquering pestle may appear."

"Okay!" Yan Chong nodded, then turned around and ran towards the secret passage again.

At this time, Yan Chong heard the sound of someone moving below.

It seems that burning and beheading alone cannot kill the body.

But it doesn't matter, Yan Chong already knows where his weakness lies.

Aren't you just afraid of fire?

easy!

So Yan Chong poured gasoline down from the door, and then used a flamethrower to burn a wall of fire directly below.

The corpse struggled to climb up. When it was almost at the door, it couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

But Zhao Yiliang next to him looked at it and was so frightened: "Are you going to burn down the house?"