Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"In the stomach of the Styx turtle? Is his stomach that big?"

Yinyin's big eyes were full of shock, she turned her head and began to look around.

It stands to reason that the Styx tortoise is only three meters long, so there shouldn't be such a large space in its stomach.

Fu Kuan understood this situation in his heart.

There should be some kind of magic in the Styx turtle.

There is a hidden space like a universe in the sleeve.

And it looks like there's a lot of space inside.

Fu Kuan couldn't see the end at a glance, and the only reference for distinguishing was the ancient hall in the distance.

He took Yinyin's hand and said: "Let's go ahead and have a look, follow me closely and don't get lost."

"okay."

Yin Yin nodded with some fear.

Fu Kuan put the ghost sword on his back again, holding the flashlight in one hand and holding Yinyin in the other.

The small ghost creature began to shrink with his thoughts, and soon shrank to a range that could only cover the two of them.

This can reduce the consumption of a part of Yang Qi.

Otherwise, after a while, Fu Kuan would run out of energy.

Two people, one big and one small, walked forward.

The ground looks like land, but it is hard to step on.

After advancing a few hundred meters, the two climbed up a low mountain.

On the dwarf hill is where the ancient buildings are located.

Fu Kuan looked up, and he finally saw clearly how vast this ancient building was.

The height of the two wooden doors alone exceeds six meters.

As for the height of the main hall, Fu Kuan estimated it to be more than ten meters.

"My God, I've never seen such a big door!"

Yin Yin stared wide-eyed.

Not only have you not seen it, but neither have I.

Fu Kuan complained in his heart.

"It seems that such a large building is more like a place where giants live."

Fu Kuan spoke casually and stepped forward.

He put his hands on the wooden door and began to push forward with all his strength.

But no matter how hard he tried, the heavy wooden door remained motionless.

Moreover, there seems to be some kind of energy vaguely on the surface of the wooden door.

Fu Kuan could feel his own strength being absorbed by this energy.

He took a step back and began to think silently.

"Since you can't open the gate, let's see if there is any other entrance to enter. Yinyin will follow me."

Fu Kuan took Yin Yin's hand and started to walk around the hall.

Go forward tens of meters and look up.

A window can be seen.

There are exquisite lattices on the windows, and there is a layer of opaque oil paper inside.

It is generally the same as the ancient architectural style.

"Yinyin hold me tight, let's go up."

After finishing speaking, Fu Kuan held Yinyin under his arm.

Then he jumped, trying to step on the wall and leap upwards.

With Fu Kuan's current physical fitness, it is not difficult to achieve this step.

But Fu Kuan stepped on the wall, and all his strength was instantly eliminated.

"oops!"

The two fell back to the ground without accident.

Yinyin rubbed her sore buttocks, and muttered, "Big brother, can you do it?"

Fu Kuan stood up, feeling a little confused.

He stretched out his hand to touch the wall made of green bricks.

That invisible energy came again.

Immediately afterwards, Fu Kuan slapped the wall with his palm.

But he couldn't even make a sound, as if the palm was hitting cotton.

Fu Kuan frowned and finally understood.

"It's not right, there is an energy that I have never seen attached to the surface of the entire hall, and all external forces will be absorbed."

Yinyin opened her mouth wide.

"Wow, this is too amazing!"

As a little girl who grew up in a remote mountain village, she knew very little about gods and monsters.

Everything she experienced in front of her refreshed Yin Yin's world view again and again.

Fu Kuan nodded, and analyzed on his own: "So that's the case. I said why this building was not digested by the Styx turtle. It turns out that the building itself has a very strong magic."

Fu Kuan began to think in his heart, whose residence was the ancient building in front of him.

Is it true that there are giants who cannot live?

Fu Kuan thought for a while, and took out the diving rope from the system space.

Holding the dragon diving rope in his hand, Fu Kuan started to direct the dragon diving rope to lengthen with a thought.

Sure enough, the diving rope began to stretch rapidly and flew upwards all the way.

The distance of more than ten meters almost passed by in a flash.

When the Qianlong rope finally reached the position of the window lattice, Fu Kuan had a thought.

The dragon diving rope was directly wrapped around the window pane like a snake, and tied a slipknot by itself.

Fu Kuan pulled down the diving dragon rope hard, after making sure that the rope was very stable.

He turned his head to look at Yinyin, smiled and said, "Come on my back, Yinyin, I'll take you up."

"Ok!"

Yinyin nodded obediently, and climbed onto Fu Kuan's back in two or three steps.

Fu Kuan grabbed the dragon diving rope with both hands and began to climb rapidly.

Finally, he climbed to the position of the window lattice.

There will be a window sill here, Fu Kuan and Yin Yin can just stand here.

Moreover, the area of ​​the window sill is very wide for them, and free movement is not a problem.

After putting away the diving rope, Fu let out a sigh of relief.

He reached out and touched the white oiled paper behind the window lattice.

It feels no different from ordinary oil paper, but there is still the feeling of mysterious energy wandering on the surface.

Just a lot weaker.

Fu Kuan was overjoyed, and said in his heart: "Sure enough, oil paper is very fragile, and the mysterious energy attached to it is also very weak, so it can be broken with brute force."

"Yin Yin backed up, I'll break the oil paper."

"Ok."

Yinyin stepped back obediently, and stood far away.

Fu Kuan pulled out the ghost sword and poured a large amount of yang energy into the sword.

The ghost sword began to emit a layer of black sword light.

"what!"

A sword was cut out, and a hole was torn in the oil paper.

But soon, the white oil paper was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fu Kuan frowned, and said, "This energy also has the effect of restoring objects? Then the damage will be greater."

Thinking of this, Fu Kuan slashed a few more times.

The oiled paper was successfully torn to create a gap.

But as soon as the attack was over, the oiled paper began to slowly heal again.

Fu Kuan quickly put the ghost sword on his back, grabbed Yin Yin and ran inside.

"Come on!"

The two walked through the oil paper hole all the way, and finally reached the window.

Fu Kuan looked up and saw clearly the scene inside the building.

His face changed slightly, and he felt a little out of breath.

Yinyin was even more frightened and shivered, hiding behind Fu Kuan.

"Big brother, this place is scary, let's run away..."

Fu Kuan took a deep breath and calmed down again.

He slowly scanned for a week, taking a panoramic view of the scene inside the building.

The first thing I saw was a high platform. There was nothing on the high platform, only a huge stone statue.

The whole body of the stone statue is pitch black, and the whole body is shrouded in a carved cloak.

I couldn't see that person's face clearly, but I could only see a pair of eyes that seemed to have infinite majesty.

Those eyes seem to be able to go up to the poor and down to the underworld, which makes people feel like they are kneeling on their knees.

Yinyin was more affected, she was so shaken that she couldn't move.