Fatal Game Syndrome

In the next half month, Obsidian and his men used the same method to burn down five other ghost shrines that enshrined war criminals who invaded China.

The Sakura Country was so angry that it was screaming and crying. The global hunt for the murderer was fruitless. Not even a hair of the person was found, let alone catching the suspect. They didn't even know how many arsonists there were or what they looked like.

While the Sakura Country was still on national alert, Ling Jiushi had already completed the official mission. At this time, he and Ruan Lanzhu had a vague premonition that the next door was about to open.

Last time, in the eleventh door, a hundred demons paraded at night, and all the people who died in the spiritual world would appear. I wonder if it will be the same scene this time.

"Just now, Zuozi and Guo Xiaoying came to me and told me that they would go in with us this time. It would be nice to have two more helpers."

Ruan Lanzhu looked up at Ling Jiushi who pushed the door open. Both Zuozi and Guo Xiaoying were good at fighting, and if they were willing to help, it would indeed be a great help.

"Wang Siyu just came out of Lanjing to get some fresh air. After hearing us say we were going to enter the eleventh gate, she seemed to be planning to go in with us."

Wang Siyu's manor has been moved from Lingjing to Lanjing. She is not good at socializing. Even though she is very familiar with Obsidian's people, she seldom comes to Obsidian's villa.

"Then let's go together. The door should be almost there. We'll be inside tomorrow morning at the latest. Let's get everyone ready."

"Row!"

Ling Jiushi nodded, turned around and went downstairs again. Ruan Lanzhu continued to organize the things at hand. The pile of miscellaneous gadgets in front of him were all props contributed by Li Dongyuan. He planned to choose two suitable ones to take with him.

In the past, he disdained to rely on props to get through the door, but now he just wants to make sure that the people around him are safe.

At night, as it was almost time to get home, no one was asleep, so a group of people were playing poker in the living room. When it was almost two o'clock in the morning, the lights in the living room began to flicker.

"Let's go!"

Ruan Lanzhu stood in front of the door and checked the things in the bag. After confirming that nothing was left out, she pushed the door and walked in. However, as soon as she stepped into the door, her feet suddenly felt empty. She was followed by a feeling of weightlessness and fell into darkness involuntarily.

Ling Jiushi, who was following him, didn't react in time at all. He stepped on empty air and before he could even scream, Ruan Lanzhu, who was a step ahead of him, grabbed his wrist.

Li Dongyuan at the back was stunned for a moment, then he stepped into the door. Compared to the two people who were exploring the way in front, the people at the back were already mentally prepared.

The falling process was very long, and several people felt as if they were passing through a long deep well. It was not until they got closer and closer to the dim light at the end of the darkness that they saw the ground.

When he was less than five meters from the ground, Ruan Lanzhu pulled Ling Jiushi into his arms, hugged him and turned him around. He pushed his feet against the stone wall next to him to use the force to stabilize his falling body. From this height, he could land smoothly.

The two had just landed and had no time to observe the surrounding situation when they heard a bang of something heavy hitting the ground from behind. Looking back, they saw that it was Li Dongyuan who had followed closely behind them and had also landed, but his hard landing made a lot of noise, and he prostrated himself on the ground, causing dust to fly all over the sky.

Ruan Lanzhu waved his hands in disdain to disperse the dust that was flying towards his face. This guy was really thick-skinned and tough. He was not hurt at all after falling to the ground. He got up and brushed off the dust on his body as if nothing had happened. His face was covered with dust here and there.

“Aa ...

“Oh my god!!!”

Tan Zaozao's voice came from far away and gradually approached. Cheng Qianli, who was following behind her, also cried out in surprise. He watched the ground getting closer and closer and he was about to hit the ground.

Li Dongyuan rolled his eyes and looked up. The place where they had just fallen looked like a ball of dark and thick fog, twisting and swirling. At this time, Tan Zaozao and others fell out from the middle. Seeing people falling, he reached out and helped them up.

Ruan Lanzhu and Ling Jiushi looked around. They should have fallen into an underground palace. The palace was round and spacious. The walls were inlaid with three rows of neatly arranged wall frames, and in the frames were colorful statues. These statues were standing, sitting or lying. They had different shapes and costumes. They were not even products of the same era. Ling Jiushi took a rough look and found that there were at least thousands of statues on the walls.

The underground palace was very large, almost the size of a football field, and the place where several people fell was exactly in the center of the underground palace. There was pitch black nothingness above their heads, and no sign of any passage could be seen.

After catching his breath, Tan Zaozao got up from the ground and brushed off the dust on his hands. "Where is this? Why does it look like the Great Leiyin Temple in the Western Heaven? Aren't these all Buddhas?"

Ling Jiushi and the others were stunned. After hearing what she said, it seemed that she had that meaning.

But when Tan Zaozao looked at the statues on the wall, he realized that they were not Buddhas at all. Aren't these corpses from all kinds of strange deaths? Some of them were rolled into a cube. Could they have been dragged out by the box monster?

"That's not Bear Paint and..."

Ling Jiushi pointed at the two statues hugging each other on the right side of the crowd and muttered to himself. Hearing this, everyone looked to the right. The two statues hugging each other were indeed Xiong Qi and Xiao Ke.

Xiong Qi is dead too? ! ! !

when did it happen?

Ling Jiushi was a little overwhelmed. He hadn't seen Xiong Qi for a long time. He didn't expect that they would meet again here!

"Isn't that Sister Xia?"

Cheng Qianli patted Ling Jiushi's arm, and Ling Jiushi looked forward little by little in the direction he pointed. The further he looked, the more familiar faces he saw. He even saw Cheng Wen, Wang Xiaoyi and others who died in Xue Village.

Ruan Lanzhu's eyes swept across the statue. "One Hundred Demons Parade at Night. I didn't expect them to appear in this way."

"This is troublesome!"

Li Dongyuan frowned. The terrain of this underground palace was wide and flat. There was not even a small pit or mound in the middle, and there was no decoration on the ground. One could see the end at a glance. There was nowhere to hide.

Ruan Lanzhu's eyes quickly swept over every inch of the wall, and he said without looking back, "There won't be a dead end in the door. The statues didn't react after we came in, which means there are triggering conditions. As for whether they are triggered one by one or multiple times, this will be confirmed later."

"I don't see a door. It looks like it will only appear after I complete some task!"

Ruan Lanzhu was also a little annoyed. He knew nothing about this world where there wasn't even a living person. He had no idea how to start.

Ling Jiushi immediately noticed that his mood was not right, and reached out to gently hold his palm, "This door is connected to the twelfth door, it must not be that simple, let's take a closer look to see if there are any clues."

Cheng Qianli sighed, took out a picnic mat from his backpack, spread it out and sat on it. "Luckily, Sister Lu and I brought some food with us, otherwise we would have starved to death in this damn place!"

"I can understand eating, but when did you put this picnic mat in there?"

Tan Zaozao stared at his series of actions in amazement. Was this an outing?

"I brought it from Sister Siyu! The housekeeper gave it to me!"

"......"

Tan Zaozao was speechless. Why would the housekeeper give him a picnic mat for no reason? Was he a prophet?

"He also made a lot of dried meat for me, including chicken, pork, beef, and dried fruit preserves. I took them all!"

Lu Yanxue glanced at him and silently touched the chocolates and compressed biscuits in her bag. There was no comparison!

"We have to get out of here as soon as possible. There is no food or water in the underground palace. We don't have much water with us, so we can only get out of here for two or three days at most!"

Ruan Lanzhu became even more anxious when he thought about the eating, drinking, and defecation of a group of people. They brought a lot of dry food, but everyone only had a few bottles of water in their backpacks, so they had to get out quickly.

When everyone was silent, suddenly there was a sound of sliding chains coming from the front. Several people who heard the noise quickly stood up and looked towards the place where the sound came from, only to see that something seemed to be being lowered by iron chains in the dark fog.

Slowly, the things in the black fog gradually emerged, and what was lowered from the black fog turned out to be a heavy black iron coffin!

The coffin was wrapped with thigh-thick iron chains at both ends, and was falling down little by little. When the entire coffin emerged from the black fog, the sound of the iron chains sliding stopped, and the heavy black iron coffin was hanging in the air against the wall, just hanging above three rows of wall frames.

"This is......"

Ling Jiushi stared blankly at the coffin hanging there. After it completely emerged from the black fog, black gas began to emanate from the surroundings of the coffin. What was this? This kind of appearance was definitely at the level of a big boss!

"Oh my god! He looks so awesome and evil!"

Cheng Qianli also stared at the coffin in the distance with wide eyes. This heavy coffin was completely black, and it was engraved with complicated runes. The runes seemed to be carved in blood, and there were crooked red marks flowing down under the characters, which made it look eerie.

"In the spiritual realm, besides you, the big boss, are there any other powerful gate gods?"

Ling Jiushi tugged at Ruan Lanzhu's sleeve and asked in a low voice. Ruan Lanzhu shook his head solemnly. He had always been independent of all the door gods. He really didn't know if there were any creatures in the door that were more powerful than himself.

Seeing him shaking his head, Ling Jiushi looked at Zuozi and the other two. The three of them were also gate gods in the spiritual realm. They should know more than Ruan Lanzhu, right?

"I heard from the butler before that in the Spirit Realm, besides the gate god of the twelfth gate, there is another gate god with similar strength to him, but the butler only knew that there was such a person, and he didn't tell me the details."

After listening to Wang Siyu's words, Ruan Lanzhu and the others fell silent. It seemed that this housekeeper was not as simple as they had imagined!

So, giving Cheng Qianli a picnic mat was prepared in advance?

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