After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

Song Zheng lit a talisman and threw it in, but just as he entered the entrance of the cave, it seemed to be swallowed, and it went out with a bang.

It was like being blown out by a ghost.

He poked He Lan's shoulder: "I can't, you come."

He Lan gave him a funny look: "A man can't just say no, why do I think you're afraid?"

Song Zheng understood the meaning of his words, glanced at him, then looked at the entrance of the cave with some trepidation, and argued, "No, you read it wrong."

He Lan let go of his arms around his waist: "Okay, you go in first, I'll take a look around, maybe I can find the murderer."

Song Zheng grabbed his clothes subconsciously: "Acting alone here? It's not appropriate. We have to come together. If there is any trap, we should have someone to take care of us."

He Lan pretended to ignore his erratic little eyes.

Unexpectedly, this person is not afraid of monsters or demons, but is actually afraid of ghosts.

People die like a lamp going out, so how can there be so many gods and ghosts.

He Lan's fingertips ignited a fire, and the fire jumped out and floated towards the entrance of the cave.

This fire was obviously much stronger than Song Zheng's. Even though it was fluttering non-stop, it still persisted tenaciously.

The two followed the light into the hole.

He Lan's perception is strong, and he judged that it was a tomb from a long distance away, but they followed the tunnel for a long time, and they didn't see anything, but a lot of bats flew out.

Song Zheng was so scared that he jumped on He Lan.

He Lan looked down at him, couldn't help teasing and said, "I know you like to lean on me, but it's obviously not suitable here."

Song Zheng put down his legs wrapped around him, patted the non-existent dust on his pants, and said nonchalantly, "Let's go, the business is important."

He Lan couldn't help covering his mouth with one hand and laughed loudly, his voice echoed throughout the cave.

Song Zheng felt a little ashamed, but he felt that it was nothing. How could any normal person not be afraid of ghosts?

He Lan still wanted to tease her, when a dull sound suddenly came from the depths of the cave, as if something big and cumbersome was slowly moving forward.

The two looked at each other, and their figures disappeared in place with the flickering fire.

The two followed the direction of the sound.

But walking inside, the sound disappeared.

Song Zheng listened attentively, but heard nothing.

It was pitch black all around, only the cluster of flames illuminated the square inch in front of my eyes.

He Lan said in a low voice: "Don't be afraid no matter what you see later."

Song Zheng: "Huh?"

With the movement of He Lan's fingertips, countless flames jumped out from inside, and gradually scattered around, gradually illuminating everything around.

Song Zheng also finally understood why this person told him not to be afraid.

There is a huge burial mound inside.

The space in the belly of the cave is very large, and a person is too small to be in it.

The surrounding cave walls are inlaid with rectangular objects one by one. Because they are too far apart and the light is too weak, it is not very clear to see.

But in terms of shape, these little things turned out to be like coffins.

Song Zheng: "Are these...coffins?"

He Lan nodded: "Yes."

Song Zheng stared at it dumbfounded, and smacked his mouth: "Then this is too much."

Sweeping slightly across the wall of this cave, there are at least tens of thousands of people densely packed.

He Lan: "If I'm not mistaken, this place should belong to the same clan."

Song Zheng: "Are you sure there are people inside?" Maybe it's a demon.

He Lan suddenly jumped up on the ground, stepping on the wind under his feet and just swept up like this.

Song Zheng was dumbfounded: "This must be flying!"

He Lan leaned on a cliff and looked closely, only to find that these coffins were all inlaid on the cliff.

Ordinary people cannot do this.

He put his hand on the lid of the coffin to see what was hidden inside.

But after putting his hands on it, he realized that these coffins were covered with a layer of black and dried things.

An idea flashed through He Lan's mind. He stretched out his hand and touched the outer wall of the coffin, and it was the same thing.

He Lan's eyes darkened.

These things are nothing but blood that has dried up long ago.

He changed another coffin, and the situation was the same.

He Lan jumped down and landed beside Song Zheng, and said in a deep voice, "I may know who is buried in these coffins."

Song Zheng's ability is limited, he can't fly around like a boss, and asked eagerly, "What was buried?"

"A follower of the Teng Snake Sect."

Song Zheng's eyes flashed, how could He Lan know about the Teng Snake Sect.

Because these things appeared in his mind for no reason, Song Zheng never mentioned them to anyone.

And his perception told him that the Soaring Snake Sect happened a long time ago, at least people now don't know it.

He Lan didn't realize Song Zheng's expression, he popularized things about Teng Snake Sect to Song Zheng.

"I've read about the Soaring Snake Sect in an ancient book. It's a cult. It mainly believes in Soaring Snakes. There are people in the religion... how to put it, it's a little crazy."

Song Zheng asked in a low voice, "What kind of crazy method?"

He Lan's eyes are a little empty, it looks a bit like a memory, and there are some inexplicable meanings in it.

"In their beliefs, things are black and white, you know what I mean? Just look at things very extreme."

"The earliest believers of the Teng Snake Sect were all from the demon world. Later, because of some crimes, all the believers were expelled from the demon world. Later, some humans also began to believe in the Teng Snake, until an incident broke out, and the Teng Snake Zong was jointly resisted by humans and monsters, and then gradually disappeared."

Song Zheng was a little shocked in his heart. It turned out that it was true that Teng Snake Sect was removed from the demon world, that is to say, all the words that appeared in his mind were true.

Then why does he know these things?

Song Zheng rubbed his head and asked in a low voice, "How do you know this?"

He Lan glanced at him, and said slowly, "From the book."

Song Zheng wanted to ask He Lan what was recorded in the book, he had too many questions and wanted to know.

Including himself, is he really just an ordinary human being?

He Lan: "The funeral ceremony of Teng Snake Sect is quite special, which is difficult for ordinary people to accept."

Song Zheng replied in a low voice: "After death, people have to drain their blood, right? Because their belief is that only by draining the blood from the whole body can they wash away the sins of this life and be innocent in the next life. "

He Lan's pupils shrank slightly, and said eagerly, "You know?"

Song Zheng looked at the cliff: "Well, I read it in the book."

He Lan: ...

Well, it can be heard that he is not telling the truth, and he is probably competing with his words.

At this moment, that dull voice sounded again, right under their feet.

The two looked at each other, neither of them said anything, just looked at their feet quietly.

The sound of something dragging was heard again.

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