Ling Luoyu walked into the hall calmly: "If it's a ghost, just have fun!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Judging from this, it seems to be something even more amazing.

For a moment, the eyes of the old shopkeeper changed.

The old shopkeeper was in the hall, and he didn't care about Feng Chenglin's expression. He followed Ling Luoyu and quickly stepped into the hall gate.

After the palace, it was not what Feng Chenglin did, and corpses were everywhere.

However, it is also a mess everywhere.

Feng Chenglin stood beside Ling Luoyu and whispered softly: "Fuck... This is also a disaster..."

There was chaos in the hall.

I suddenly looked at it and it seemed that nothing was in its original position.

Ling Luoyu turned around leisurely and looked at the palace gate.

Feng Chenglin and the old shopkeeper couldn't help but look back with her eyes.

"San Master, what are you looking at?"

Although the old shopkeeper didn't say that, he didn't aim at Ling Luoyu's eyes, trying to see clearly what she was observing.

"Fatty, aren't you worried... Is this palace gate tied up from the inside and blocking the people outside?"

"……yes!"

"This palace gate is indeed tied from the inside... but... it is not to prevent people from coming in, but..."

Ling Luoyu stepped forward, his fingertips swept behind the hall gate, and his eyes looked dark.

"But don't let the people inside out go out!"

"..." Feng Chenglin took a deep breath, his mouth twitched, and then he looked at the dark hall behind him in disbelief: "You... are you saying that the people here being massacred by people...?"

The old shopkeeper took two quick steps and took two pieces of broken wood: "The edges are neat, and there are still..."

"Wow!"

The wood in his hand was suddenly crushed and turned into slag and fell to the ground.

He paused before throwing down the wood residue in his hand.

"There are dark splatters on it...it should be blood..."

"I don't know how many years these woods have been rotten..."

Ling Luoyu walked into a wooden bench to the end, and after stepping on it, the wooden bench instantly shattered into pieces.

"But... here is like outside, without bones!"

Not to mention human bones, there are not even animal bones.

"San Young Master, do you think... have these people eaten?" Feng Chenglin's mind suddenly opened.

Ling Luoyu and the old shopkeeper looked at each other.

Feng Chenglin was a little embarrassed to be seen: "You think... this person wants to see people and dies to see corpses... there is not a single body, right?"

The old shopkeeper disagreed: "It's time to get buried... Maybe it was because the person cleaned up the body and buried it after a fight... Then you must not see anything..."

"Nonsense!" Feng Chenglin roared with his neck: "Tell me...If those people have the intention to put all their bodies in peace, why would there be these messy scenes, or the hall locked from the inside..."

After a few words, the old shopkeeper was speechless and his face darkened.

yes!

If those people have time to put living people in peace, they will have time to clean up the palace and will not lock themselves in a room.

"Fat man, there are wind lights on the walls and pillars. Check it out if it can still be ignited!"

The lights in the room are different from those outside the marsh oil lamps. Because the first reaction of a living person in the room is to turn off the lights and sleep, so he should not use immortal marsh oil to make lamp oil.
Chapter completed!