"This is..."

Feng Caichen also looked back, his eyes also slightly condensed.

He saw that the gray-haired Ye Wuque, who was blown up by Ye Wuque's punch, had all his flesh and blood disappeared at this moment, and what was lying on the ground was a torn... paper man!

Similarly, the gray sword Feng Caichen, who was nailed to the wall by Feng Caichen, had also turned into a paper man!

One foot in size! The whole body

was waxy yellow!

The true appearance of these two things turned out to be just two waxy yellow paper men, not living creatures at all!

But even though they were dead, a strange and desolate breath still emanated from these two waxy yellow paper men, like gusts of cold wind, making people's backs cold.

"Strange means, then who made these two paper men? Is it something that originally existed in this meteorite tomb? Or is it from... the hand of Luo Beihuang?"

Feng Caichen spoke softly.

"No matter who made it, it will be crushed to death if it jumps out."

Ye Wuque retracted his gaze and said lightly.

The two of them did not stop and continued to move forward. When they reached the end of the passage, a strange scene appeared!

I saw ripples slowly appearing on the wall blocking the end of the passage, and then a small black door appeared, as if it had been waiting here for a long time, as if it had known that Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen were coming.

The two of them had a flash of eyes, and they stepped into it without hesitation.

After stepping into the door, there was still no huge change, but this time the two of them had a slight darkening of their vision!

What appeared in front of them was actually... a forest! !

The dark forest was extremely dead silent!

The two of them were now stepping on the forest path. The light was dim, and they could not see anything ten feet away. Only the dark path under their feet went straight forward, winding, and no one knew where it led.

There was no waiting. After opening their spiritual senses to the maximum, the two of them continued to walk forward along the path.

In the dark forest, it seemed that there were only the two of them alive, and there was nothing else.

This was extremely strange and weird!

After the two of them walked for about half a minute, Ye Wuque's eyes suddenly flashed!

"There is something ahead, a... temple?"

The next moment, the dim forest actually became slightly brighter, because at the end of their sight, there was a temple quietly lying.

The temple was old and mottled, and it looked like it had been in disrepair for a long time, but strangely, there seemed to be a dazzling candlelight coming out of the temple, and it was this candlelight that illuminated this part of the forest.

The temple lay across the forest path, or more accurately, it blocked the path, which meant that if they wanted to continue forward, they had to cross the temple.

When Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen approached the temple, they suddenly found that the forests on both sides were blocked, and a blocked wall appeared above the temple at some point, which seemed to be connected to the sky.

"Are they forcing us to enter the temple?"

Feng Caichen's eyes flashed.

"Then go in and take a look."

Ye Wuque stepped forward, stretched out his hand and gently pressed the door of the temple, which was cold to the touch, like ice!

With a little force, the door of the temple slowly opened inward, and at the same time, a cold breath came to their faces!

The next moment!

The bright candlelight shone out as the door opened, making the faces of Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen red!

And then, what appeared in Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen's sight were three round tables, showing a creepy green color!

On each table, there was a delicate tray almost as big as the tabletop, and on the tray, there were piles of...steamed buns! !

Each bun was the size of a human head!

But these buns were all bright red, as if they had just been fished out of a pool of blood. Pile them together, and they were completely three plates of...blood buns! !

Tick-tick-tick!

There was blood dripping from the blood buns, which was the only sound in the temple!

What made Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen's faces red was not the candlelight, but the blood light emitted by the three plates of blood buns piled up like mountains!

But what attracted Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen's attention the most was not these blood buns, but the figures sitting around the three tables at this time! !

One foot in size!

The whole body

was waxy yellow! They were waxy yellow paper figures! They were exactly

the same as the waxy yellow paper figures that were beaten to death by the two men just now!

The only difference was that there were only two waxy yellow paper figures just now, but the three tables here were filled with waxy yellow paper figures, countless of them! !

These waxy yellow paper figures did not seem to notice the arrival of Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen, and all faced the bloody buns in front of them!

The waxy yellow paper figures had no faces at all, only two round holes!

But if you look over, you will find that these two holes are staring at the bloody buns like eyes, and on the paper without a face, you can actually see an extreme madness, greed, and desire! !

In the candlelit temple!

Three pale green tables!

Mountains of bloody buns!

Countless waxy yellow paper figures staring at the bloody buns!

This scene has to be said to be extremely weird. Even though Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen have experienced many storms, they have never seen such a scene!

"There is... a smell!"

Feng Caichen raised his eyebrows. He smelled an extremely sweet smell, which was coming from the blood dumpling!

Ye Wuque also smelled it.

But when the sweet smell completely entered his nose, it instantly turned into an extremely foul smell that was enough to make his internal organs churn and completely fail! !

"Corpse odor!"

Ye Wuque's eyes flashed and he distinguished it.

Crack, crack! !

At this moment, the densely packed wax yellow paper people in front of the table suddenly raised their heads, no longer staring at the bloody buns, but looking at the end of the temple behind the three tables!

There, there was a dark red armchair quietly placed!

The next moment!

All the wax yellow paper people stood up, crossed their arms in front of the armchair, and then bent down and bowed deeply! !

"Welcome... Madam..."

A strange and sharp voice sounded, as if countless shrill roars gathered together! !

Wow! !

Immediately, in Ye Wuque's flickering eyes, he suddenly saw a figure in a bright red dress slowly descending from the temple! !

It was a woman! ! She

landed gently on the armchair, her bright red dress seemed to be soaked in blood, emitting a disgusting pungent smell!

Like a ghost bride! There was

a curtain hanging on the face of this woman in a gorgeous dress, so her face could not be seen clearly, but it gave people a weird and terrifying feeling that made their scalps numb!

"Hahahaha..."

Suddenly, the woman in the gorgeous dress laughed, like a silver bell!

Eerie!

Weird!

A cold wind suddenly blew up in the temple, as if it was blowing from hell. All the wax yellow paper figures turned around at some point, and countless pairs of holey eyes stared at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen! !

Swish! !

The woman in the gorgeous dress suddenly turned her head, and the eyes behind the curtain also stared at Ye Wuque and Feng Caichen in an instant! !

The two of them narrowed their eyes slightly!

"Hahahaha... You... are finally... here..."

The next moment, the crisp and strange laughter sounded again, and the woman in the gorgeous dress actually said such a sentence. At the same time, the curtain covering her face suddenly withdrew to both sides, revealing a face that was both happy and angry, but extremely pale! !

"My... most... dearest... Old Nine..."

Ye Wuque's narrowed eyes suddenly condensed! !

This strange woman is none other than... Fifth Senior Sister Fang Shu! !