Bureau of Psychic Creatures Investigation

"We wouldn't go to such a place anyway, would we?"

Yan Ru said slowly.

"Who knows, generally speaking, where the stele of death is located, there must be an ancient engraving, or an oracle."

Fu Kuan sighed.

"That is to say, they may have found the right way, and we may have to stay here for a while? Are all things taken away by them?"

Zhou Changsheng gritted his teeth.

"Who can explain this kind of thing clearly?" Fu Kuan stood with his hands behind his back, "Perhaps in our current situation, it would be a good thing not to go with them, at least I haven't figured out how to face Kesi monument."

"Anyway, it's not necessary to go to that kind of place. Let's get our own affairs done first, shall we?" Zhou Changsheng looked directly in Lan Xiaolin's direction as he spoke.

But at this moment, when he turned his head, Lan Xiaolin disappeared.

"Where's Xiaolan?" Zhou Changsheng looked around suspiciously.

"Isn't it still behind you just now?"

Yan Rushi also looked around suspiciously.

"Xiaolan!" Zhou Changsheng called out cautiously.

However, the only response to him was the echoes from all around.

"No one, you were still here just now!" Zhou Changsheng was so anxious that his face was covered with sweat.

He had felt that Lan Xiaolin was in a trance before, but he didn't expect that in just a few minutes, she really disappeared!

"Don't worry, Xiao Lan may not want to trouble us, so she went to find Thousand Corpse Mandrill alone."

Fu Kuan could only guess like this.

"Going to face Thousand Corpse Mandrill alone?" Yan Ru felt a chill all over his body when he thought of this.

"Come on, let's go in right away!"

Zhou Changsheng almost lost his mind at this time and was about to run inside.

"Wait a minute!"

Fu Kuan grabbed him.

"Fu team, what else can I order?"

Zhou Changsheng is like an ant on a hot pot.

"Let me put my ugly words first. If the news I get later is not good for Lan Xiaolin, or if Lan Xiaolin is an evil god in the first place, I will not hold back."

Fu Kuan said sternly.

"Impossible, Xiaolan is so docile and well-behaved, how could she be an evil god!"

Zhou Changsheng shouted violently, if the other party wasn't Fu Kuan, I'm afraid he would have already started sex with the person who said this.

"I'm just reminding you." Fu Kuan's pupils shrank slightly.

At this time, Yan Rushi also walked over slowly.

He lowered his voice and said, "Fu Dui, did you think of something?"

"If the blue-clothed god is really a righteous god, why are there so many demons and ghosts in this cave?"

Yan Rushi had actually thought about this question. According to what the oracle said, since everyone is waiting for her to wake up again, why are there so many evil things in it?
As a generation of righteous gods, don't they even have a stone statue or a decent tomb?

These doubts actually provided evidence for Fu Kuan's conjecture.

Moreover, there is an old saying in Huaguo, those who are close to Zhu are red and those who are close to ink are black.

Being able to appear in such a place must have something to do with Xie Chong.

"Anyway, no matter what, I must save her, Fu Dui, Xiaolan will not be this kind of person!"

Zhou Changsheng really couldn't find any evidence to prove what he said, so he could only repeat it over and over again.

"Okay, stop talking, don't you want the answer? The answer is right in front of you, let's go!"

Pay the broadband head and run straight ahead.

Ten minutes later, the passage they were in had taken a sharp turn, and the air was filled with a colder, rotten smell.

The further you go in, the more humid the air is, and the ground has changed from rocks to extremely sticky soil.

On both sides of the passage, there are bones everywhere, some of which are even half-corrupted, looking extremely disgusting.

The maggots continuously drilled into these half-decomposed corpses, and sometimes, even walking a few steps inside, they could encounter corpses hanging upside down.

Most of the corpses were covered with maggots, and the smell of rotting meat constantly challenged everyone's limits.

They moved forward from the mud with one deep foot and one shallow foot.

After a while, they finally found Lan Xiaolin's footprints on the slightly dry ground.

"It should be here." Fu Kuan said.

"Fu Dui, I suddenly thought about a question, could Lan Xiaolin not be Xiaolan, or else, how could Xiaolan lose so many memories?" Zhou Changsheng seemed unable to accept that Xiaolan was an evil god, and still Find excuses to excuse.

"Before there is no correct answer, everything we say is just speculation. I'm not sure about anything, but the answer is close at hand."

Fu Kuan looked coldly at the dark space in front of him.

In the air, there was a burst of refreshing floral fragrance!
Needless to say, they immediately guessed that the fragrance of the flowers must come from the Thousand Corpse Mandrill.

"The soil of the flower is a corpse, and the fragrance of the flower has a smell of corpse."

Fu Dui said coldly.

"Isn't this very fragrant?" Yan Ru was a little suspicious of Fu Kuan's nose.

"Take a good sniff."

After saying this, Fu Kuan rushed in.

After passing through the extremely gloomy and dark passage, everything in front of him suddenly became clear.

The space they were in was like a huge plant underground palace.

The surrounding plants are some tall desert hardy plants. Although there is no light, they are leaning on the fertile soil and growing extremely strong.

However, if you look at the soil carefully, you will easily find half a rotten head sticking out of the soil from time to time.

The plants grown from dead bodies are full of bloodthirsty, killing and resentment.

The surrounding plants are enough to shock the three of them, but the huge plant in the center has made the three of them unable to find the right words to describe it.

All I saw was that the plant in the middle was covered with corpses, some of which were half undecomposed, and some of the bones had already started to turn yellow.

The diameter of the huge flower opening is at least ten meters!

The stamen in the middle is not a stamen in the traditional sense at all, but a face.

Moreover, the flower itself has no limbs, so the face growing on the stamen looks extremely out of place.

"Is that the Thousand Corpse Mandrill?"

Yan Rushi felt a chill on her back, as if someone was blowing on her neck.

"That's right, it's bigger than I imagined."

Fu Kuan once heard that it takes 1000 years for a thousand corpse mandrill to grow a flower with a diameter of one meter. This flower has a diameter of ten meters, which is enough to show that this flower is at least tens of thousands of years old!
And tens of thousands of years ago, China's Neolithic Age was only in its infancy. How could it be possible to create such a huge underground palace?

"It seems that it is indeed a masterpiece of Asians." Fu Kuan said.

At this time Zhou Changsheng didn't have time to talk to the two of them, his energy was completely focused on looking for Lan Xiaolin.

However, the distance was too far at this time, and there were so many flowers and plants nearby that it was impossible to know where Lan Xiaolin was.

The three of them lowered their bodies and their pupils shrank slightly.

At this moment, they suddenly discovered that there was a magnificent mural at the very front and at the end!