Urban Witcher

"He just complied with his habit when he was alive. He lay down at night, not really sleeping. He was probably refining the ghost energy he absorbed during the day."

Pony shook his head, "I don't understand."

Ye Shaoyang took out the yin-yang disk, scratched his fingertips, and put a drop of blood on the yin-yang disk. Immediately, a purple light flashed, and the lines of symbols on the yin-yang disk began to slowly rotate in different directions.

Not only Zhuang Yuning was surprised, Xiao Ma also saw this kind of situation for the first time, and asked curiously: "What is this for?"

"Look for the source of the ghost energy, and find out what the hell it is. If there is a basement, it must be there." After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he handed the ghost lamp to Xiao Ma, let him hold the lamp, and followed the guidance of the Yin-Yang disk, Walk forward slowly.

The corridor was dark and quiet, and the dim candlelight cast a layer of miserable green light on everything around, exuding a depressing atmosphere.

The little horse is better, Zhuang Yuning was already too scared just walking in this kind of place, her hands tightly grasped Ye Shaoyang's arm, and she couldn't help using some strength.

Ye Shaoyang's arm hurt from being pinched by her, remembering that Zhou Jingru and Xie Yuqing had done the same thing, he couldn't help but wonder why these girls are so good at it, can't they resolve their fear in another way?

At the end of the aisle, I came to a wooden door, which was also unlocked. Ye Shaoyang gently pushed it open, and let the pony walk through it with a lamp. There were shelves everywhere, filled with various traditional Chinese medicines. Ye Shaoyang casually looked at it. Look, there is nothing special, so following the guidance of the pointer on the yin-yang plate, I walked through the shelves and came to a corner of the room.

There are no shelves here, and there is a low cabinet against the wall, on which there is a statue of a god, an incense burner, an offering plate, and two red pillars.

The god is like an old man with long eyebrows and thick beard, with very kind facial features, holding something in one hand, and twiddling his beard with the other.

Xiao Ma took a look and wondered, "Why is the God of Wealth honored here?"

Ye Shaoyang gave him a sideways glance, "How can you tell that this is the God of Wealth?"

"Is there a gold ingot in this hand, isn't it?" Xiao Ma moved the underworld lamp closer to take a photo, only to find that the statue was not holding a gold ingot, but a red thing.

Ye Shaoyang snorted, "This is blood ganoderma, which symbolizes traditional Chinese medicine. What kind of old birthday star is this? This is Sun Simiao, the king of medicine."

"This is the king of medicine, what's the use of offering this, it can really manifest and bless him."

"There is ghost energy everywhere here, and even if you worship it for a thousand years, the statue will not appear. This is just a decoration." After Ye Shaoyang finished speaking, he glanced at the Yin-Yang disk and said, "The source of the ghost energy is here."

I searched around the low cabinet, but found nothing, and opened the cabinet door, only a few sticks of incense and a handful of incense candles inside, nothing else.

Ye Shaoyang took the lamp from the pony and moved closer to the low cabinet. As a result, the closer he was to the low cabinet, the more the candlelight tilted toward the low cabinet, and even jumped, as if it was about to be pulled away.

Ye Shaoyang returned the lantern to Xiaoma, and said in a deep thought: "The source of ghost energy is behind this cabinet, move it away and have a look."

Xiao Ma led the order to step forward, hugged the two sides of the cabinet, lifted it up easily, and moved it to one side. A dark space immediately appeared below. Extend below.

The three were dumbfounded.

"This is authentic," Xiao Ma said in an unbelievable tone, "This is too much, and there is no mechanism or anything."

Ye Shaoyang also felt that something was missing, but since he found the basement, he had to go down, so he took out his mobile phone, called Xie Yuqing, told her that he had found the basement, and was going down, and asked her to pay attention to the situation on the ground, so as not to be fooled. Wei killed his carbine and blocked them in the basement, that would be a big trouble.

"I almost forgot, the ghost corpse has already been sealed, so there is no need to use the ghost lamp anymore." Ye Shaoyang said, he took the two red candles on the low cabinet in his hands, lit them and handed them to the pony, one for each person, He walked in the front and went down, with the timid Zhuang Yuning in the middle.

Faced with this environment, Xiao Ma didn't want to be the last one, but in order to protect his goddess Yuyu, he had no choice but to do what he could.

As soon as Ye Shaoyang went down three steps, he immediately felt an extremely strong ghostly aura blowing towards his face like the wind, so he reminded the two of them, "Remember to keep the bigu pills in your mouth."

All the way down, after less than twenty steps, the steps came to an end.

Ye Shaoyang followed the candlelight, looked up, and found that this was a room about the same size as the above, but instead of shelves, there were wooden shelves standing up one by one. Ye Shaoyang did not go down hastily, but stopped suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Yuning was terrified at first, but seeing him stop suddenly, she immediately asked nervously.

Ye Shaoyang said in a deep voice, "It smells so strong of blood."

The two sniffed quickly. There are no windows in the ground floor, the air is not circulating, and the smell is very strange, and they can't tell anything.

"Why can't I smell it?" Xiao Ma wondered.

"So you're not a mage. The smell of blood here is covered by the smell of wood. You can't smell it, but it's very strong."

On the surrounding concrete walls, there was a layer of damp groundwater. Ye Shaoyang stretched out his hand and wiped it casually, sniffed it under his nose, and murmured: "There is blood energy but no blood essence, it was absorbed by something."

After thinking about it, Ye Shaoyang asked the two to be careful, and walked into the basement by himself, first came to the nearest wooden shelf, and in the middle of the three wooden shelves was a cylinder with a very strange texture. Ye Shaoyang reached out and touched the white skin, the texture was very soft, but the middle was very hard, red water oozes out when touched.

Ye Shaoyang was shocked in his heart, he took out a magic talisman, and after burning it, he baked it up and down on the thing, brown drops of water seeped out from the surface of the thing.

Ye Shaoyang dipped his hand in a bit, smelled it, his heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed: "The corpse oil is human skin!"

Zhuang Yuning almost screamed, she covered her mouth, her face was pitiful.

The little horse was also shocked, looking at the white cylindrical thing, it didn't look like a human at all, and said: "Who has such a long skin?"

Ye Shaoyang didn't answer, took the candle from his hand, shone it on a dark stitched thread, stretched out his hand to stroke it gently, and said, "This is put together, not just a piece of human skin." The candle shined up and down, and then again. Out of two dark lines.

"A total of three to four cards." Ye Shaoyang made a judgment.

"What, three, a piece of human skin" the pony called, "Where did these human skins come from, can't they be murderers?"