mine in my dream

Chapter 321 It is forbidden to insult IQ
"Brother, why do I feel weird here?" Yuan Wuquan stood in the middle of the morgue and said to Wang Fugui.

Wang Fugui chuckled: "This is a morgue, of course it would be strange."

Yuan Wuquan frowned: "I don't know why, since I entered the morgue, I always feel uncomfortable all over my body."

Wang Fugui glanced at Yuan Wuquan, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Second brother, what did you do? Why are you so timid recently?"

Yuan Wuquan gave a wry smile, and said to Wang Fugui: "Brother, how about this. Let's separate first and go find Ling Yaoyao separately."

Wang Fugui flatly refused: "No, I'm not at ease if you do it yourself."

After Wang Fugui said this, he suddenly turned around and looked at Yuan Wuquan with some differences.

After a long while, he suddenly said quietly: "Second brother, what do you mean? Do you think I'm unlucky and won't work with me first?"

Yuan Wuquan coughed dryly and said, "No, absolutely not."

Wang Fugui said: "Since there is no one, let's go."

Afterwards, he took Yuan Wuquan into the morgue.

It was quiet in the morgue.Wang Fugui groped on the wall, and it took him a while to find the light switch.

With a snap, the light came on.

When the lights were not on, the place was already very eerie. When the lights were on, even Wang Fugui was startled.

This is not like a morgue, it is a murder scene.

The white sheets on every bed were stained red with blood, messy and horrible.

On the mortuary bed, there are broken arms everywhere, and no one is whole.

Yuan Wuquan said in a low voice: "Human, is it really here?"

Wang Fugui said: "Unless she doesn't know the secrets of Feng Shui, otherwise, she must be here."

Both Yuan Wuquan and Wang Fugui had amulets on their bodies, which could shield evil spirits and maintain sanity, so as not to fall into the wrong path.

Wang Fugui looked for the whereabouts of the evil thing with a compass, while Yuan Wuquan lifted the white sheets one by one to see if there were any clues about Ling Yaoyao.

At first, when Yuan Wuquan saw the corpse under the white sheet, he had only one feeling: disgusting.

It was so disgusting, bloody, and bloody.

Some lost their heads, while others had half their bodies shattered.

Finally, he couldn't hold back his curiosity, poked with his hand, and found that these people were all made of plaster, and then painted.

After confirming this point, Yuan Wuquan was relieved.

As a cultivator, he is actually very courageous. Haunted houses and the like can't scare him at all.

He was so nervous because the atmosphere in this place was so good, and Yuan Wuquan knew that Ling Yaoyao was here, so he was a little nervous, and it was inevitable that there would be a lot of panic and fear.

Yuan Wuquan searched around and felt a little sour.

Suddenly, he felt that his surroundings became darker and darker.

He looked up and saw that the electric light above his head had changed from white to dark yellow.

The dark yellow continued to darken, and finally turned into a miserable green.

In an instant, the morgue became very dark, and the atmosphere became weird.

Yuan Wuquan was taken aback.

He whispered: "Brother, have you noticed? Huh? Brother?"

Yuan Wuquan looked around, and there was no shadow of Wang Fugui.

Because of the dimming of the light tube, Yuan Wuquan couldn't see too far away at all, he could only see near him. Could it be that Wang Fugui was in the darkness far away?
Yuan Wuquan wanted to call out to Wang Fugui loudly, but he was worried that Ling Yaoyao would be alarmed.

After thinking about it, he planned to call Wang Fugui.

However, there is no signal here.

Yuan Wuquan took a deep breath, planning to turn back and look for Wang Fugui.

This place is too evil, and I don't know if Wang Fugui is in danger.

However, when Yuan Wuquan was about to walk back, he suddenly found a familiar corpse lying on the morgue beside him.

In fact, the corpse was covered with a white sheet, so Yuan Wuquan couldn't see his face at all.

But the white sheet is very sloppy, as if someone who wants to work is very careless.

The white sheet only covered the upper body, and the lower body of the corpse was still exposed.

Yuan Wuquan stared at the trousers and shoes of the corpse, and the more he looked at them, the more familiar they looked.

This... Isn't this Wang Fugui's clothes?
Yuan Wuquan took a deep breath and gently lifted the sheet.

Then...the one lying on it was indeed Wang Fugui.

Yuan Wuquan was dumbfounded.

He pondered for a while, then took out the sword.

Yuan Wuquan's sword point touched Wang Fugui's heart, and then he patted his face lightly: "Elder brother, elder brother?"

Wang Fugui was lying on the bed, not moving.

Only then did Yuan Wuquan take out a needle and gently pierce Wang Fugui's body.

After a while, he pulled the needle out.

There is a touch of red on the needle, which is Wang Fugui's blood.

Yuan Wuquan burned the needle on the candle for a while, and the candlelight suddenly jumped upwards, turning into colorful colors.

It was just a short moment, but Yuan Wuquan had already remembered it.

He began to calculate, based on these colors, calculated the birth date.

Then Yuan Wuquan confirmed that the one lying here was Wang Fugui.

He put away his sword, examined the corpse, and fell silent.

This person is indeed Wang Fugui's corpse, and he has been dead for a while.

Yuan Wuquan looked at Wang Fugui with a gloomy expression, but he did not shed tears.

Yuan Wuquan often bleeds, but rarely sheds tears.

In the dark, Ling Yaoyao secretly observed Yuan Wuquan.

She murmured silently in her heart: "Back up, back up the corpse. Don't you want to bring your senior brother home? As long as you pick up the corpse, you will be under my control, hehe..."

Ling Yaoyao looked at Yuan Wuquan expectantly.

However, Yuan Wuquan did not recite Wang Fugui.

He knelt down on the ground, kowtowed to Wang Fugui, and said sincerely: "Brother, although I call you brother, you are almost my master."

"It was you who accepted the apprentice on behalf of the teacher and let me enter the Tianji Gate. It was also you who taught me the skills. Today you pass away, so I should guard the spirit for you."

"But you made a rule when you were alive. The disciples of Tianjimen, as long as they are alive, as long as they have a breath, they must be rescued, and those who refuse to be saved will be killed."

"If a disciple of the Tianji Sect is dead, he must be discarded like a shoe. No one is allowed to carry a stinky skin as a burden."

"Now my Tianjimen are all deeply trapped in this playground. If I am not careful, I will be in danger of being destroyed. Therefore... Please forgive me for being ruthless. I will kill the enemy first, and then I will restrain you for you."

Afterwards, Yuan Wuquan pulled over the white sheet and covered Wang Fugui.

Holding the sword, he strode away into the darkness far away.

Ling Yaoyao in the corner was stunned: What the hell... just leave it alone?What kind of weird sect is this?Is it so impersonal?

Ling Yaoyao came out of the corner cursing.

At this time, Yuan Wuquan had already gone far.

Ling Yaoyao walked up to Wang Fugui's body and sighed.

This corpse is actually a fake, it was made out of a dummy after she obtained Wang Fugui's birth date.

This place is Ling Yaoyao's lair, so she can arrange it calmly, and put many traps here.

The moment Yuan Wuquan and Wang Fugui walked in, their sanity was affected.

Therefore, they will treat the dummy as a real person.Therefore, when they use the birth date to determine their identity, they will still be deceived.

Just now, as long as Yuan Wuquan carried the dummy on his back, he would be unable to move at once, lying on the ground obediently waiting to die as if being pressed down by a mountain.

But... I never expected that Yuan Wuquan didn't pick him up.

Ling Yaoyao thought about it and decided to change her mind.

Don't carry people up, as long as they touch this person, this person will be like a net, entangle them.

Then, Ling Yaoyao could show up and kill them calmly.

In terms of strength, Ling Yaoyao can defeat Wang Fugui.

The difficulty is that Wang Fugui is too cunning, so every time Ling Yaoyao is not paying attention, he will follow the truth.

So, she has to use some tricks.

Ling Yaoyao lifted the shroud and made some arrangements around the fake corpse.

Then, he walked quietly in the other direction.

Over there, Wang Fugui was still looking for Ling Yaoyao's aura with a compass.

"It's strange, second child, have you noticed that Ling Yaoyao's aura is a bit erratic, sometimes in the front, sometimes behind. It's unpredictable."

Wang Fugui talked to himself, and said to Yuan Wuquan behind him.

Yuan Wuquan just nodded dumbly.

Wang Fugui glanced at Yuan Wuquan, and said strangely: "You seem a little different from before."

Yuan Wuquan said: "Really?"

Wang Fugui hummed: "Now you look rather sluggish, like a dummy. I said... You shouldn't be fake, right?"

Yuan Wuquan chuckled and said, "Of course it's not fake."

Wang Fugui nodded: "I don't think it should be fake."

Then he moved on.

At this time, Yuan Wuquan secretly drew his long sword behind him.

Wang Fugui watched all directions, listened to all directions, and immediately noticed the situation behind him.He turned around and kicked Yuan Wuquan.

Yuan Wuquan fell to the ground, rolled a few times, and fled.

Wang Fugui sneered, and said into the darkness: "How can you fool me with such a small skill? Make a dummy as a substitute to plot against me. Do you think my golden eyes are for nothing?"

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps.

Immediately afterwards, Yuan Wuquan appeared.

He looked at Wang Fugui in surprise and joy: "Brother, are you still alive?"

Wang Fugui was stunned: "Are you coming? Whose IQ are you insulting?" Then, with a swish of his sword, he slashed at it.

Yuan Wuquan was taken aback, and backed away again and again, thinking: Is this a substitute?
So, he also rushed forward with his sword in hand.

(End of this chapter)