This time, I was no longer unable to find the entrance to the main hall like last time, but the main hall took the initiative to open the door to me.

After I stepped into the cold hall, the door closed behind me again.

Candlelights were lit up on the stone pillars in the hall, but those light spots could only illuminate the space about one meter around the stone pillars. Most of the space in the hall was still in darkness.

I tried to take a few steps forward, and a white cloth scroll suddenly hung down from the pillar. The lower edge of the scroll was about to touch the top of my head, but I felt that someone was standing close to the pillar.

In mid-air, his toes were aimed right at my head.

Hanged ghost tramples on people!

I couldn't help but feel a sudden suddenness in my heart.

The Hanged Man will look for a substitute, but when it comes to someone with a strong yang energy, the Hanged Man doesn't dare to put the rope around his neck directly, so he has to find a way to suppress his yang energy first.

When people are walking, they find themselves unconsciously walking towards tree branches or beams, where ropes can be hung. That is where the hanged man is trying to seduce people.

As long as a person walks from below, the Hanged Man can step down from above. The soles of his feet will not touch the top of the person's head, but they can trample the yang energy on his head.

People who are stepped on by hanged ghosts will walk dizzy to one place, and the hanged ghosts above will step on them again and again.

When the hanged man has trampled the Yang Qi on the person's head until it has almost dispersed, it's time for him to lower the rope.

The moment I suddenly looked up, what I saw was a bloody painting.

The painting on it should be a monk, but the monk seemed to have been chopped to pieces with a knife, and only one pair of feet remained standing.

The pair of human feet pressing against the lower edge of the scroll were just above my head.

When I raised my head, the scroll sank another half a foot, and the corpse on the painting moved right in front of my eyes. The painful expression of the head in the painting hit my sight. I felt bursts of sharp pain all over my body.

It felt like someone had cut me several times in succession.

I couldn't help but take a breath, and he stumbled forward a few steps.

When I managed to stand still, the severe pain in my joints almost made me collapse to the ground.

It felt like someone was using the tip of a knife to cut through the bones of the joints one by one, trying to break me into several pieces on the spot.

I had been holding on to the pillar and looked up at the painting, and a sneer appeared at the corner of my mouth.

The curse in the painting!

The other party wants to kill me for what happened in the painting!

I straightened my body while holding on to the pillar, and said to the distance: "My friend, do you want to use the Five Elements Spell to test my foundation, or do you plan to let me survive a Five Elements Tribulation?"

A woman's voice came faintly from the depths of the hall: "If you don't survive the disaster, how can you lead the way for me?"

"unless……"

I didn't wait for the woman to speak, so I continued: "Unless I am half human and half ghost, half in the underworld and half in the world of heaven, right?"

As soon as I finished speaking, the human aura on my body completely dissipated and was replaced by a strong aura of death.

My half-ghost body is not a cultivation level, but a transition between life and death. Although my cultivation level is sealed, I can still transform into a ghost body.

Sure enough, an exclamation came from the depths of the hall: "Half-ghost man, immortality has really come."

The other party seemed to have finally suppressed the excitement in his heart, and said as calmly as possible: "Please come in!"

As soon as the other party finished speaking, most of the lights in the hall were extinguished, but the few remaining candles illuminated a path for me.

I walked hundreds of steps along the corresponding candlelight on both sides before walking into a wooden door.

Normally the main hall would not have such a long distance, I should have walked through a maze just now.

I glanced at my watch calmly, and my heart sank slightly - my watch stopped, and I lost contact with Ye Yang.

Neither of us knows when the other will launch an offensive.

We can only gamble on the tacit understanding between each other, or luck.

Before I put my hand down, the wooden door in front of me opened automatically, and I saw Luan Jingfan sitting at a round table through the door.

Luan Jingfan looks exactly like the person in the portrait, but is a bit more popular than Ning Kang in the portrait.

The real Ning Kang stands behind Luan Jingfan.

Luan Jingfan made an invitation gesture: "The humble house is simple and simple, and I only have a glass of water to entertain the distinguished guests. The fruits on the table are grown by me myself, and they can barely be eaten. If the distinguished guests don't mind, please use some!"

I walked to the table and sat down: "Master Luan, you should know the purpose of my coming here, right?"

What I didn't expect was that Luan Jingfan actually shook his head: "I've sealed myself in here. I don't know anything about the outside. You can tell me why you're here!"

I raised my eyebrows slightly and said, "If you don't come out, what's going on with the Five Elements Corpses outside? Could it be that they walked in by themselves?"

Luan Jingfan smiled and said: "Is it difficult for people to go to the designated place to die?"

I was smiling on the surface, but my heart sank slightly: Oh no, Luan Jingfan has an accomplice outside, and that person already knew that Luan Jingfan was going to become an immortal.
Chapter completed!