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The three finally reached the source of the ghost den. They didn't expect that the source of the fog was actually a ruined temple.

When they first saw the ruined temple, they were still a little happy. After all, there was a warm light in the ruined temple, as if someone lived inside.

But if you think about it carefully, it's impossible. No one would live in this foggy ghost den.

Only ghosts can live inside.

So the lights in the ruined temple seem even more weird.

Even so, the warm lights still gave them a sense of security.

However, the moment they walked into the ruined temple, this sense of security was shattered.

In the center of the small ruined temple, a scarlet coffin lay quietly.

"There is a coffin here..." The black hat man said in horror.

Coffins have always been a symbol of death, even in the supernatural world.

Especially this coffin, which looks like it is painted with blood, and the color is particularly bright.

But compared to this coffin, another thing in the ruined temple made them more terrified.

"There are not only coffins here, but also a hanged corpse. What happened to this dilapidated temple?" Feng An looked at the beams with horror.

On the beams, a highly decomposed male corpse was hanging on a rope, quietly suspended in the air.

This kind of hanged corpse should have dried up over time, but the skin of this male corpse was still moist, and even had an oily feel.

The whole dilapidated temple was very strange, and the only normal thing might be the oil lamp.

The oil lamp was quietly placed on the altar, and the dim wick was the only light source in this dilapidated temple.

But even such a normal oil lamp was very strange in Jiang Yan's eyes.

"Such a strong corpse smell." He blew his nose, and it was really unbearable to this smell.

"Corpse odor? There is indeed a strong corpse odor. Could it be emitted by this hanged male corpse?" Feng An looked at the male corpse and said, this weird male corpse made him most afraid.

"No, this corpse odor is not just a simple corpse odor, it is also mixed with a burnt smell." Jiang Yan shook his head.

After hearing this, the black-hatted man beside him suddenly realized and said in surprise:

"It's a corpse oil lamp! That oil lamp uses corpse oil!"

"What!" The two were shocked.

"Corpse oil? Could it be that..."

Jiang Yan cast his eyes on the male corpse, or more precisely, on the male corpse's feet.

The feet were rotten and swollen, and the toenails were black, which looked particularly creepy.

At this moment, with a "tick", a drop of corpse oil fell from the male corpse's toes and dripped onto the oil lamp.

"Chi!"

The light of the oil lamp suddenly became a little brighter.

"No doubt, this is a corpse oil lamp, a very powerful supernatural item." The black-hatted man said in a serious tone.

"Corpse oil lamp? What is its use?" Jiang Yan had just become a ghost tamer not long ago, and he didn't know much about supernatural items.

"The light of the corpse oil lamp can dispel evil spirits, and the effect is very powerful, so corpse oil is a strategic material of the headquarters. It will not be easily used, and it is more precious than ghost candles and ghost cigarettes, because ghost candles and ghost cigarettes are mixed with this corpse oil to be useful." The black-hatted man explained.

"Corpse oil is so powerful, and this corpse can actually produce corpse oil..." Jiang Yan sighed, and he looked at the male corpse in front of him quietly.

The male corpse was tightly tied with a black rope, with a hideous expression, and a dark red pointed tongue hanging down to the chest. It didn't look like a human being at all.

"Then this male corpse is very valuable. If you can bring it back to the headquarters, it will definitely be a great achievement!" Feng An was a little happy.

"Take it away, I won't stop you..." Jiang Yan glanced at him and said.

Hearing his words, Feng An chuckled:

"I'm just talking. This male corpse must not be moved here. It may be part of the spiritual balance."

"Spiritual balance, right..."

Jiang Yan glanced at the decorations of the ruined temple, his expression becoming more and more solemn.

Everything here is very strange.

The blood coffin lies horizontally, the corpse hangs on the beam, the oil lamp is lonely, and there are hundreds of faceless corpses wearing mourning clothes in the yard.

No one knows why this ruined temple exists in the heavy fog.

Jiang Yan thought for a while and came up with a rough answer in his mind:

"You are right. There should be a spiritual balance here. First of all, this rotten oil corpse must be a fierce ghost. The black rope hanging it is probably some kind of spiritual item. The black rope and the oil corpse are balanced, and the corpse oil dropped by the oil corpse keeps this corpse oil lamp lit. The purpose is..."

As he said, Jiang Yan turned his head and glanced at the scarlet coffin behind him.

The black-hatted man suddenly realized what was going on and said in shock:

"You mean this corpse oil lamp is used to suppress this blood coffin? The entire ruined temple is designed to suppress this blood coffin?"

"My initial guess is this: black rope, oil corpse, corpse oil lamp, bloodCoffin, a delicate balance has been achieved between the four. Although we don't know what the purpose of this balance is, once the balance is broken, we will surely die. "Jiang Yan's tone also became serious.

Feng An on the side did not refute. In his opinion, Jiang Yan's guess was indeed reasonable. At the same time, he was also shocked. The performance of the college student in front of him did not look like a new ghost tamer at all. No wonder the black hat man was so optimistic about him.

"Black rope, oil corpse, corpse oil lamp, blood coffin, these four things have reached a balance, right?"

The black hat man lowered his head and pondered. Suddenly, he glanced and his eyes were attracted by something on the altar.

"What is the use of this black sword?"

"Black sword? "

Jiang Yan was a little surprised and quickly looked at the altar. Sure enough, there was a black long sword lying behind the corpse oil lamp.

Just now, he focused his attention on the oil corpse and ignored the long sword.

He walked forward carefully and looked at it carefully.

This is a black wooden sword. If you look closely, the black is actually blood.

"A black blood sword..." Jiang Yan muttered to himself, his eyes were still attracted by the sword.

I don't know if it's an illusion, he seems to see the black blood on the surface of the sword flowing slowly.

"What a weird sword, this should be some kind of supernatural item, but the strange thing is that it doesn't seem to be in the supernatural balance we just discussed." Jiang Yan analyzed.

"But the ghost tamer who arranged this dilapidated temple would not put this sword here for no reason. "The black-hat man added.

"Then the answer is obvious," Jiang Yan said with a trembling voice, as if he was afraid of his own guess. He looked back at the blood coffin and said in a cold tone,

"If I guess correctly, this sword should be a backup method to deal with the evil spirits in the blood coffin."

"What!"

Hearing this, the two were shocked, and Feng An was a little puzzled:

"Hasn't the spiritual balance been achieved? What is the use of this black blood sword?"

"The balance has indeed been achieved, but there is no guarantee that the ignorant actions of some outsiders will destroy the balance, so we must leave a backup. This black blood sword is to deal with the situation after the balance is destroyed." Jiang Yan explained.

"What should we do now? Even if we know that there is a spiritual balance in this dilapidated temple, we still can't find a way to escape from the village?" The black-hat man was a little disappointed. After all, he worked so hard to reach the source of the ghost den, but the result was not satisfactory.

"Isn't the solution here? "Jiang Yan's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, "The ghost in this bloody coffin is obviously the source of the village's weirdness, so there is only one way..."

"You mean!" The black-hatted man was shocked after hearing this.

"Yes, open the coffin and kill the ghost."