When Zang Zhiqiang took it out of the treasure bag, the sharp digging claw was already on his index finger.

He was injured in the back of his head just now, and he was almost killed by the candlestick, and at this time he obviously moved the killing machine, as if he wanted to ignore the thirty-seven twenty-one and solve the 'culprit' of Lao Cheng first.

Although Lao Cheng was blind, he still felt the murderous aura coming from his side, and suddenly said loudly:

"Tell me, what the hell is going on! I didn't want to harm you, you can't let me die in vain! ”

"Don't mess around!" Sang Lan hurriedly said, seeing that Zang Zhiqiang was indifferent, he hurriedly pushed me forward, "Stop him!" ”

"Don't do it yet!"

I didn't like Zang Zhiqiang's habit of stabbing from the back, so I stopped a sentence, turned my face and asked Sang Lan: "Do you know what happened just now?" ”

"It's resentment."

Sang Lan said that she had been concentrating on the sand table before, and first watched me draw a talisman on the sand table with the 'Divine Branch', and as soon as the talisman was finished, she suddenly felt an extremely strong resentment.

When I raised my eyes and saw my expression, I immediately understood that I should have been invaded by resentment and lost my normality.

I looked around, not sensing the resentment she was talking about, looking at her and frowning, "You weren't affected just now?" Knowing I want to kill you, why don't you run? ”

"Being invaded by resentment is not the same as being bewitched by ghosts. Only when there is resentment in the heart will it lose its normality. Oh, you already hate me, and you should hate me, I caused you to reduce your life, I suffered by myself, what else are you hiding? ”

Sang Lan's eyes became resentful when she looked at me, "I thought I was going to die, but I didn't expect that in the end, not only did you not attack me, but you also saved me." ”

"I didn't blame you."

I may be a little against my will when I say this, but the truth is that no one has reduced their longevity for no reason, and they can remain indifferent. But I know in my heart that since some things have become facts and cannot be reversed, no matter how much resentment I have, I can only be a mediocrity. If it weren't for being confused and losing normality, even if I still had a grudge against Sang Lan in my heart, I would never have made a move to hurt her.

Zang Zhiqiang heard a rough idea and looked at Lao Yu again, "This old man asked us to play something, isn't he the ghost?" ”

"It shouldn't be him, at least not what he intended." Sang Lan shook her head, "Also, resentment is not the same as ghosts, and it cannot be controlled by the magic technique. ”

My eyelids jumped, and I turned to look at the stone table, "You mean, the resentment was summoned by the talisman on the sand table?" ”

Sang Lan nodded, "You drew that talisman." ”

"Are you trying to say, after all, that I want to kill you?"

I teased her, but my heart was in extreme doubt.

If the runes on the sand table were drawn by me, it was also done unconsciously without my knowledge.

If resentment was summoned by runes, then how could I not know what I had done before I was invaded by resentment?

What puzzles me the most is, what kind of existence is resentment? Can it really be separated from human consciousness, not only can it exist independently, but it can also invade the human brain?

Sang Lan seemed to see my questions, thought about it, and said to me:

"The resentment was very strong, and it was not alone...... Or that a ghost can emit it, and it looks like the resentment of dozens, or even more ghosts, gathers together. I don't understand why there are so many people resentful here. ”

Her eyes widened suddenly, looking in one direction.

I was shocked, and hurriedly followed her gaze, and my face couldn't help but change greatly.

In a corner of the main hall, I don't know when there were a few more figures.

The fire eye has always been held by Sang Lan in his hand, and he can't clearly illuminate that position, but those figures are all white, and they are very obvious.

How could there be a few more people in this hall all of a sudden?

I knew something was wrong, and Sang Lan jumped off the stone platform one after another, signaling Zang Zhiqiang to take Lao Yu over together.

Draw closer, and see that the figures are not entities, but white phantoms made of mist.

The most incredible thing is that these white figures are all like coming out of the wall, and the number is still increasing.

It felt like a door was hidden in the darkness, and the people were lining up to get out of it.

And strangely, judging from the curves, these 'people' seem to be all women, and they look like they are undressed!

"So that'......" Sang Lan suddenly muttered.

I hurriedly asked her if she had something in mind?

"These are new souls." Sang Lan looked at me with a strange look in his eyes, and his voice was also very strange, "It's a human soul, and after it dissipates, a new soul gathers again!" ”

"A new soul reunited?"

Sang Lan nodded, "Do you remember those corpse rafts we saw on the second floor when we first came in?" ”

I thought vaguely of some tricks in my heart, but I couldn't tell the key for a while.

Lao Cheng asked Zang Zhiqiang about the situation at this time, and said hurriedly: "It should be there!" It should be there! ”

I expected that he was talking about the direction leading to the main tomb, and my heartbeat involuntarily accelerated, pulling Sang Lan to speed up his pace.

When I got to the front, I saw an even more strange situation.

As I had thought, the white phantoms came out of the dark stone wall, but there was no portal there, just a black monolithic boulder.

The phantoms of the women continued to emerge from the boulders, but soon after they came out, they gradually became shallow, until they disappeared completely.

"How is it possible that there are so many new souls?" Sang Lan's eyes were round all the time, and I was a little worried that her big eyes would suddenly fall out of their sockets.

"Could it be that the runes on the sand table are soul gathering talismans? All the souls that had dissipated here were reunited and overpowered? ”

Hearing Sang Lan's words, I also slammed the spirit.

At this time, Zang Zhiqiang suddenly said: "That's right, the real tomb is here." ”

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"Heh, although I don't understand your ability to adjust the door, I can imagine where these dead ghosts came from." Zang Zhiqiang licked his lips, and his voice was a little vague, "Except for those corpse rafts, how can there be so many dead people here?" ”

Hearing him say this, the vague assumptions that had been lingering in my mind just now suddenly became clear.

"These souls are the rafts of corpses in the coffin house before, no wonder they are all women...... They reunited their spirits and came out of here, that is to say, at least the entrance to the coffin houses......"

"One!" Zang Zhiqiang said, "Damn, I thought it was strange before, why was it a corpse skin house, and it became a dining room again. ”

I asked him to make it clear, and at this point, there was no more room for it.

Now the passage is found, how to get in and don't mention it, just the scene of a hundred ghosts shuttling through the stone gate in front of you, crossing the yin and yang, can bring questions that can break people's heads.