Spirit Hunters of Maoshan Sect

"He just conforms to the habit of living, and lie down at night, not really sleeping, probably the ghost absorbed during the refining day."

The pony shook his head and said, "I don't understand."

Ye Shaoyang took out the yin and yang disk, scratched his fingertips, and ordered a drop of blood on the yin and yang plate. Immediately, a purple light flashed, and several lines of symbols on the yin and yang plate began to slowly rotate in different directions.

It was the first time that the pony was surprised to see this situation. He curiously asked, "What is this?"

"Looking for the source of the ghost, to see what the **** is. If there is a basement, it must be in that place." Ye Shaoyang said, handing the light to the pony, let him light the lamp, and follow the instructions of the yin and yang. Walk slowly forward.

The walkway was dark and quiet, and the dim candlelight cast a layer of pale green light on everything around it, revealing a depressing atmosphere.

The pony is still a little better. Zhuang Yu Ningguang is walking in such a place. He is already afraid of it. His hands are tightly clutching Ye Shaoyang’s arm and he can't help himself.

Ye Shaoyang's arm was hurt by her awkwardness. I remembered the same thing Zhou Jingru and Xie Yuqing had done. I couldn't help but wonder how these sisters are all good. Can't we solve the fear in another way?

Aisle came to the end, came to a wooden door, the same is not locked, Ye Shaoyang gently pushed open, let the pony walked through the lights, all over the shelves, filled with various Chinese medicine, Ye Shaoyang casually looked Look, there is nothing special, so follow the guidance of the pointer on the yin and yang disk, through the heavy shelves, to a corner of the room.

There is no shelf here, and there is a low cabinet against the wall, with a statue on it, a scented incense burner, a plate for the plate, and two red columns.

The statue is an image of an old man with a long eyebrow. The five senses are very harmonious. One hand holds a thing and the other hand holds a beard.

The pony glanced and wondered: "How come here is the God of Wealth?"

Ye Shaoyang gave him a look. "Where do you see that this is the God of Wealth?"

"Is this...Is there a gold ingot in my hand?" The pony took a close look at the lights, only to find that the gods were not holding gold ingots, but a red flutter.

Ye Shaoyang snorted. "This is blood lucidum, symbolizing Chinese medicine, what is the old birthday star, this is the medicine king Sun Sizhen!"

"This... even if it is a drug king, what is the use for this, can you really help him not?"

"There is a ghost everywhere, for a thousand years, the gods will not show up. This is a display." Ye Shaoyang finished, looked at the yin and yang disk and said: "The source of ghosts is here!"

Looking around the low cabinet, I found nothing, and opened the door. There were only a few pillars of incense and a fragrant candle. There was nothing.

Ye Shaoyang took the light from the pony and leaned close to the low cabinet. As a result, the closer he was to the low cabinet, the more the candle was tilted toward the low cabinet, and even jumped, as if to be taken away.

Ye Shaoyang returned the light to the pony, Shen Shen said: "The source of the ghost is behind this cabinet, and it is removed."

The pony took the lead and hugged the two sides of the cupboard. He easily moved it and moved it to the side. Immediately, a dark space was revealed. Ye Shaoyang held the lamp and saw the first-level step. Extend to the bottom.

The three men were stunned.

"This is...authentic?" said the pony in an incredible tone. "Is this too much, and there is no institution?"

Ye Shaoyang also felt that something was missing, but since she found the basement, she couldn’t go on, so she took out her mobile phone and called Xie Yuqing to tell her that she had found the basement and prepared to let her pay attention to the situation on the ground. It’s too much trouble to kill a carbine and plug them in the basement.

"I almost forgot, the ghost corpse has been sealed, no need to use the chandelier." Ye Shaoyang said, take the two red candles on the low cabinet in your hand, ignite and hand it to the pony, one person, I walked in the forefront, and the timid Zhuang Yu was in the middle.

In the face of this environment, the pony did not want to go to the end, but in order to protect his rain and rain goddess, he had to make it difficult.

Ye Shaoyang just got off three steps and immediately felt a very strong ghost, blowing like a wind, so he reminded the two people, "Remember to include the Gu Gu Pill."

All the way down, less than twenty steps, the stairs will come to an end.

Ye Shaoyang followed the candlelight and looked up and found that it was a room that was about the same size as the above, but it was not a shelf, but a wooden shelf that stood up. Ye Shaoyang did not rush, but suddenly stood still.

"What's wrong!" Zhuang Yuli was scared to death. Seeing that he suddenly stood still, he immediately asked nervously.

Ye Shaoyang Shen Sheng: "Good **** smell."

The two quickly took a nose, there was no window in the ground, the air was not circulating, the smell was strange, and there was no difference.

"How can I not smell?" Xiaoma Naan said.

"So you are not a mage, the **** smell here is covered up by the smell of wood, you can't smell it, but... it's very thick."

On the surrounding cement wall, there was a layer of respirable groundwater. Ye Shaoyang reached out and wiped it with a hand. He smelled it under the nose and muttered: "Is there blood but no blood, what is absorbed?"

After thinking about it, Ye Shaoyang and the two of them were careful. They walked into the basement and first came to the nearest wooden shelf. They were placed in the middle by three wooden shelves. It was a very strange cylinder with a layer. The outer skin of the white flower, Ye Shaoyang reached out and touched it. The texture was very soft, but the middle was very hard. When it touched, it oozes red water.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked and found a magical sign. After burning, he bakeed up and down against the thing. A grain of brown water oozes from the surface of the thing.

Ye Shaoyang reached for a hand and smelled it. The heart suddenly snorted and called: "The corpse oil! This is a special skin!"

Zhuang Yu Ning almost screamed and screamed, his face was miserable.

The pony was also shocked. Looking at the cylinder of the white flower, it didn't look like a human. He said, "Whose skin is so long?"

Ye Shaoyang did not answer, took the candle from his hand, and shone on a dark line of stitching. He reached out and gently stroked it and said, "This is a piece of stitching, not just a human skin." The candle is up and down, and Two dark lines.

"A total of three to four or so." Ye Shaoyang made a judgment.

"What, three, Zhang human skin!" The pony cried, "Where are these people coming from, will not be... killing?"