The reason why the two of them did not go to investigate the more than ten coffins in the hall was because the landlord's girl said that there was a coffin in a room.

The little girl's words were very refined and there was no nonsense.

Now a situation similar to the wall-killing situation has appeared again. At this time, He Xiaoman has not just returned to his old house. He was trapped by an ordinary wall-killing situation and ran seven times. Finally, he relied on the kitchen knife to break the power of the evil spirit before he successfully became successful.

If it weren't for the Posha in hand that time, I'm afraid others would have run until dark, and He Xiaoman would have run until dawn.

Now, He Xiaoman can easily walk out even with her super perception after activating the sea of ​​consciousness.

So either the one who built a strange wall in front of him was a master who was even more powerful than Feng Che, or there was another mystery.

He Xiaoman prefers the latter.

Because in such a dungeon who only allows NPC to bully players but prohibits players from changing hands, the other party has the best time, place and people. If he is better than Feng Che, he can just kill him directly. Why do you have to make these tricks and make a fool of yourself?

If there was a guy who was even more powerful than Feng Che, He Xiaoman would just dig a hole for himself and lie down three bowls of noodles a day and die evenly.

"Let's climb up from outside and go directly to the second floor?"

Feng Che glanced at He Xiaoman with compassion with his eyes that cared for his mentally retarded.

Silly kid, do you think Che Ye would have thought of such a simple thing?

He Xiaoman thought about the first time he had hit the wall and experienced it because the evil spirit fell out... Otherwise, she threw the kitchen knife again?

"You're afraid you're not smart...be brave!" Feng Che decisively changed words in He Xiaoman's gradually distorted expression.

"There is a room with a coffin." He Xiaoman repeated the words of the npc girl and then came up with a tip of life: "Or why don't we throw out all the coffins in the hall and leave only one, then isn't there a coffin in one room with a coffin?"

"Putting aside the content, I think your words still make sense." Feng Che blocked He Xiaoman himself with He Xiaoman's words.

He Xiaoman was a little annoyed.

She endured her mental discomfort and ran to study the painting again, while Feng Che directed the hammer to enter the first floor. The puppet would not enter the building, and its instructions were very single.

He Xiaoman was tired of standing, so he simply squatted in Asia to observe this painting.

"Why does this person... feel like he committed suicide?" He Xiaoman suddenly made a big discovery. On the ground in the mural, the knife handle fell from the front and the blade was slanted backward.

The wooden hilt was covered with blood, and it was vaguely seen on it was held by a bloody hand. On the mural, the tall and fat man was bleeding from his palm holding his eyes. A lighter trace could be seen vaguely at the palm and fingertips, which was left by him when he held the hilt.

It can also be seen from the position where the knife fell, that it was from the hand of the person on the hook.

Why did he commit suicide in such a tragic form?

After Feng Che made up his judgment, He Xiaoman had reason to believe that after he was tossed by himself, he still had the energy to dig out his eyes and hold it in his hand.

The more He Xiaoman looked at it, the colder he felt. This person was so cruel to him, how terrible he was when he was alive. What did such a ruthless person force him to end his life in such a tragic way?

A rustling sound rang out, and Feng Che suddenly sent a voice to his voice, "Pull me into the fog."

He Xiaoman quickly stopped studying the creepy portrait and wrapped himself and Feng Che into the fog.

The rustling sound was made by paper men and horses tilted around the ground. They were all alive, and they were slanted and slanted towards Feng Che and He Xiaoman in a very strange stiff posture.

The two living people disappeared in an instant, and these little cuties seemed to be unable to find the direction suddenly and ran around in the room. He Xiaoman finally understood how the scattered paper man parts and paper flowers and leaves on the ground came from.

Under Feng Che's command, the hammer swung the black hammer and began to inhumanely destroy these paper pieces.

But even if the hammer has deformed the paper man and horse, no matter what they are broken, they still unyieldingly attack the hammer.

Just like that paper rose, they constantly fit on the hammer, and then constantly absorb the hammer's blood like a leech.

The hammer quickly turned from green to white, and then was gnawed away.

He Xiaoman, hiding in the fog, couldn't help but feel scared.

Fortunately, these guys are not like the puppet man who can ignore Mingwu, otherwise He Xiaoman would be sucked into anemia in an instant.

The quality of these paper products is very light and can float everywhere, which is really unpredictable.

"broken."

As Feng Che's words were said, He Xiaoman seemed to feel something. The eyes in the hand of the man on the wall seemed to flash, and then he stared at the location where He Xiaoman and Feng Che were.

Sure enough, these debris on the ground were swirling like a whirlwind, heading towards the hidden location of He Xiaoman and Feng Che.

These paper pieces seem to have life.

Therefore, after Newton frequently overturned the coffin board, Darwin's coffin board would be in danger of being safe in the later years.

Feng Che kept drawing in the air with one hand. As the energy around him surged, the invisibility effect of the fog disappeared instantly. As the paper parts and debris were about to be stuck to Feng Che, He Xiaoman felt a breeze passing by. The floating and swift paper pieces that were suddenly stopped as if they were suddenly imposed by a fixed technique.

Well, if paper men and horses are also considered NPCs, then Feng Che's behavior did not hurt them. The hammers were the ones who hurt them. Feng Che at most changed their speed.

"There is a very powerful voice coming quickly." Feng Che's voice was like cold: "Let's leave first!"

——Xiaoman, go to the stairs on the first floor, find the opposite position to go downstairs, and you will find the room you are going to, hurry up!

He Xiaoman had no time to explain and directly repeated Bubu's words to Feng Che.

"Damn!" Feng Che almost gritted his teeth and said these two words. No matter how he looked, he seemed to want to hammer himself to death: "Let's go!"

At the same time, a strong odor has entered the yard and it will enter the first floor lobby in less than a minute.

The two rushed to the corresponding point of the corner of the stairs leading to the second floor on the first floor, and then walked on the flat ground according to the direction of the upstairs.

Sure enough, as he walked, He Xiaoman found that they had really gone down, and the surrounding environment had also changed. The two of them felt that when they entered the underground floor, a wooden corridor appeared on the surface, next to them were three black holes.

The heavy footsteps were already shaking on the stairs, and Feng Che said decisively: "Three."

When I rushed into the third room, there was indeed a black coffin parked inside!
Chapter completed!