Real Game: I Exposed the Old Ones

The moment the shadow of the wolf dog collided with the giant flame hammer, ripples appeared in the space. Dozens of withered corpses of the great witches turned into powder and dissipated in Lian Yi, and the bone relics rolled down one after another.

Zhu Zheng took a half step back.

The phantom of the wolf dog disappeared and was hidden somewhere.

Bang!

It was only then that a dull sound came out, and it brought with it an echo.

Zhu Zheng looked solemn.

The sense of danger that loomed over my back did not dissipate, but intensified.

This is the guardian spirit that the soul of the great Wu Xian of the past dynasties transformed into after his death. It is really powerful.

the other side.

Da Wu Xian, who was watching the whole process, had a look of disbelief on his face.

Turning to look at Zhu Zheng, his eyes widened, and his old skin even cracked due to the excessively widened pupils.

You actually blocked the frontal attack of the Diting Divine Beast?

This is the guardian beast condensed by the secret method of the Buried Lord. It is fed by our great witches of all generations. Who are you?

He ignored Da Wu Xian at all.

Instead, he was amused by Da Wu Xian's arrogant words.

In folklore, Tingting is a mythical beast unique to the underworld.

It understands Buddhism, understands human nature, and avoids evil. It is often regarded as a symbol of good luck.

But these monsters in the Burial Temple created a guardian spirit full of darkness and called it Tingting. It was simply arrogant.

But one thing to say, this guardian spirit is indeed a bit tricky.

Zhu Zheng's skull-crushing hammer hit the opponent as if it hit a flexible sponge. All the attack force was absorbed without harming the opponent at all.

After thinking for a moment, Zhu Zheng decided to leave here temporarily.

Back away slowly.

Suddenly, a foul smell came from the left side.

Zhu Zheng suddenly turned sideways, swung out the Skull-Breaking Hammer in his hand, and collided with the guardian spirit again.

Only this time, he summoned the spirit of fire!

A handful of flames ignited from somewhere in the void, and then quickly extinguished, leaving a beast's cry in the air.

Zhu Zheng's expression remained unchanged, and the skull-crushing hammer in his hand always maintained the best attack posture, and he just exited the hall.

It wasn't until he exited the hall and the sense of danger on his back dissipated that he breathed a sigh of relief.

Without any delay, he returned directly to the Ghost Theater.

He decided to give up the side mission of destroying the Zang Suzu.

There are two reasons for this.

First, the information obtained from Tu Laosi is more than enough to complete the second stage of the plot mission.

Secondly, the guardian spirits deep in the Burial Palace are not weak, and it will take a lot of time to kill them.

To sum up, evacuation is undoubtedly the best solution at the moment.

Return to the Ghost Theater.

The handsome uncle had recovered. When he saw Zhu Zheng, there was a bit of embarrassment on his face.

Well, I'm usually very brave, but it was an accident just now.

Ignore the handsome uncle.

After restoring the hidden entrance in the Ghost Theater, Zhu Zheng turned around and walked out. At the same time, he said lightly: There should be some time left. I will accompany you to explore the Ksitigarbha Temple.

When facing the shadow puppet army and the puppet army, Zhu Zhengdu chose a head-on fighting method.

When exploring the depths of the burial palace, it was only a small taste, and he immediately quit when in danger.

So this exploration didn't take too long.

So he decided to help the handsome uncle.

After the handsome uncle heard this, he immediately stopped feeling embarrassed and followed Zhu Zheng obediently.

After a short time, the two of them entered the Ksitigarbha Temple.

As soon as I walked in, the pungent smell of blood hit my face, almost suffocating.

Almost the entire interior of the Ksitigarbha Temple was stained red with blood.

Walking in it feels like walking at the bottom of a sea of ​​blood.

What you see is a purgatory-like paper figurine processing workshop.

The paper figurine processing workshop is not large in scale and is roughly divided into three parts.

First, the initial processing area.

The most conspicuous thing is a small stream introduced from the ground.

Some chemicals have been added to the stream water, giving it a light green color.

A human body with its internal organs removed was soaked in running water and allowed to be washed by the running water.

There are several ferocious canine creatures that are as big as cows and are tied up with chains and have scarlet eyes. They are acting as 'security guards' and 'cleaners'.

Second, the drying area.

After cleaning and soaking, the flesh needs to be coated with special ointment and hung in a boiler-shaped drying room.

Temperature, humidity, and lighting conditions seem to have special requirements.

The bodies of each body, like dried sausages, rippled slightly on the boom.

This scene is weird and terrifying, with strong visual pollution.

Third, the finished product storage area.

Completely paper-like individuals are put on appropriate clothes and stacked on shelves, waiting to be used when offering sacrifices to the buried deity.

The handsome uncle just glanced at it, and his heart tugged hard. The strong visual impact and pollution made him unable to breathe.

Acid boiled in his stomach, and a strong sense of vomiting came out, almost uncontrollable.

Holding back the discomfort, the handsome uncle walked around the paper craft workshop.

Without any evidence, the number of paper figures stacked in the 'storage area' can already explain the problem.

Returning to Zhu Zheng again, the handsome uncle said with an ugly face: Okay, let's leave.

good.

Return the way you came.

It was still bright when we left the funeral parlor, and it wasn't even lunch time yet.

Say goodbye to the handsome uncle and return home alone.

At this moment, the yellow theater mark imprinted on his arm reacted and became slightly hot.

[The second act has been completed, and the performance rating is S+. 】

[The third act has not been triggered yet. 】

It perfectly understands the truth about the sacrifices in the Burial Zun Temple, so it received the highest praise.

It's just that when the plot is triggered in the third act, it should be the moment when the plot kill comes.

Staring at the burial temple next to the old locust tree.

While Zhu Zheng was deep in thought, the corners of his mouth also turned up slightly.

When the time comes, I hope you will like the surprise I bring to you.

late at night.

Granny Zhi walked into the village chief's house with a gloomy face.

Zhu Zheng's guess was correct. Granny Zhi didn't know who broke into the funeral parlor.

All she knew was that the secret hidden in the funeral parlor had been exposed.

Moreover, Liang Shaoping, who was suppressed by the shadow puppet army, has escaped from trouble.

So Paper Granny came up with an even crazier plan.

Many outsiders have entered the village recently, and they seem to have other purposes.

There are also some villagers in this village who have become a little impure in their thinking after returning from the city. They really need to be cleaned up.

But, do you really want to use all outsiders as sacrifices?

The village chief had some hesitation after listening to Granny Zhi's suggestion.

Paper Granny stood quietly in the dark corner.

She knew that the village chief would make the right choice.

After a long while, the village chief sighed quietly: I can only blame them for their bad luck, so I will do as you say.

By the way, how is the Paper Bride?

Paper Granny said: I go to the city every month to observe the paper bride and provide subconscious psychological guidance. I can guarantee that she will return to the village tomorrow.

Well, tomorrow is the day of the main festival.

The sacrifice ten years ago was damaged because of Liang Shaoping, which had very serious consequences. There must be no mistakes this time.