As an ancient book with a cultivation level of more than 4,000 years, he knew a lot and knew a little about Peking Opera.

Most Peking Opera uses singing to tell a story, but "The Tomb of Spring and Autumn" is different. It expresses pure death.

The visitor is not good.

but……

Fan Xiu secretly glanced at Fu Tong who was playing with a knife next to him, thinking that this boss should be even worse.

As soon as this thought appeared, the candlelight around suddenly shaking, and the light and shadow were gone, Fan Xiu smiled when he saw Bo Nan.

There were only whites in the pupils, and the corners of the mouth were twisted and weird.

The next second, the room was pitch black.

Fan Xiu was shocked: "Send it!"

As early as when Rao She came in, she squeezed a handful of talisman paper in her hand. Hearing this, she pulled a talisman from it and stuck it in her palm. As a result, she had just read a sentence and heard a crisp sound. Then, the room was

The headlights are on.

The two of them looked up together and happened to see Fu Tong withdraw his knife and rub the handle casually.

Looking at the switch next to the door, there was a small pit slightly sunken on it.

The boss is reliable!

Fan Xiu and Rao She instantly felt like they were going to win this game, but when they looked back, they suddenly realized that Bo Nan was missing.

The place where we were originally standing was empty, with only countless candle oil burning after the candle was mottled on the ground, like old blood.

Fu Tong's voice sounded at the same time: "Look up."

The two of them subconsciously raised their heads, saw the scene above clearly, and took a breath of air conditioning.

Bo Nan is there.

The limbs were bent upside down on the ceiling, their facial features were twisted, and the ink on their face melted into blood. The eyes that reflected only the whites of their eyes became even more gloomy and terrifying.

After discovering that they had seen her, Bo Nan smiled strangely and crawled in their direction.

Agile.

Like a human-faced spider.

The visual impact is extremely strong.

Fu Tong frowned: "Take her out of Bo Nan within three minutes."

Rao She nodded, but most of the talisman paper thrown over was blocked by Bo Nan with a water sleeve.

Not to mention Fan Xiu, he became a master of ancient books and was also a civil servant in the Monster Bureau. It was okay to solve the doubts, but it was really unbearable to fight.

Bo Nan was not blocked and soon climbed above Fu Tong, with his sleeves hanging down, leaving only less than ten centimeters of his face.

Fu Tong raised his eyes slightly.

Bo Nan looked at him with only the white eyes, and slowly spoke in the original singing style.

"Fu Tong, I know what happened before you, so..."

She smiled, and her voice suddenly became a little higher.
Chapter completed!