When Zhong Kui stepped into this mysterious secret room, as if he had a telepathy, the room suddenly lit up. The iron door behind him slammed and closed automatically.

He was secretly startled and turned around to push the iron door. But it was in vain. He had already exhausted all his strength just now. Even if he wanted to use his strength again, he would have to wait half an hour until all the body's functions had recovered.

With various guesses, he subconsciously raised his head and looked around. The scene in the room was clear at a glance. The furnishings in the secret room were simple, just a mahogany table and a chair. There was an antique inkstone placed on the table, which made people feel comfortable.

, Zhong Kui had an uncontrollable impulse and couldn't help but reach out and touch it. After touching it, he had to admire the texture of the inkstone, which was as delicate as baby skin and as warm as jade.

There is nothing unusual about the simple secret room. After careful observation and deliberation, Zhong Kui concluded that the lights should be voice-activated lights. Today, the country does not have the conditions to produce voice-activated lights, so the voice-activated lights should be imported from abroad—

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The printed wallpaper was not produced in China, and the entire secret room was luxurious but not luxurious. On the surface, there seemed to be nothing worthy of his attention, but his keen intuition told him that there must be more terrifying secrets here.

My eyes searched inch by inch, and the words 'gill' said before leaving came to my mind: What you see may not be real, and what is real may not be visible to you. What exactly does it mean that what you see is not necessarily real? What is real may not be visible.

?

Thinking and looking around - soon, he discovered a problem, that is, the walls in the southeast, northwest, and corners were all clean. There was no dirt, not even a spider. It was as if there were cleaners every day

It feels like cleaning. Move closer to the wall

, the fragrance became stronger - suddenly, he felt a sense of dizziness, his body swayed, and then he felt a clear nasal discharge. Subconsciously, he stretched out his hand to wipe the sticky stuff, and took a closer look. Oh my God! Is it a nosebleed? He couldn't help but be shocked, and said to himself:

Is this smell poisonous?

Zhong Kui hurriedly held his breath, condensed his body's energy, activated his antibody function, and resisted the invasion of toxins in time. The energy he had just condensed was used to resist the invasion of toxins again. If he wanted to get out, he had to wait. There are toxins in the room. What does this mean?

?The designer can be said to be ruthless, and he uses this to deal with people who enter this secret room. However, looking at the clean and simple environment in the secret room, it seems that no one has come in yet. Otherwise, why didn't he see any corpses?

There is another puzzling question that makes Zhong Kui puzzled! Since the designer wanted the person who invaded the secret room to die? Why did he also set up a secret passage vent? He was here, even if he was immune to all poisons

If there was no outside air, how could he not die suddenly?

Somehow, the person who built this secret room seemed to know that one day Zhong Kui would appear here, otherwise he wouldn't have taken such pains to design these formations!

Ghosts are not scary, what is scary is human nature! In the contest between humans and ghosts, Zhong Kui can be said to be the winner. But he knows that although he will not die suddenly here, it may also kill him alive because he cannot get out.

starve.

He moved his eyes away from the printed wallpaper and fixed his eyes on the wooden table and the inkstone.

There is no ink ingot on the inkstone, but there is a square, small and delicate grinding stone. The grinding stone is about the thickness of the middle finger, which is about the same size as an ink ingot in reality. Zhong Kui, who stared at the inkstone for a long time, seemed to understand something, and said in his heart:

If you want to say that the strange place in the secret room is, it should be this square inkstone?

Picking up the grindstone, he instinctively wanted to move the inkstone - he stretched out his hand and touched the edge of the inkstone, and stopped! The inkstone couldn't be moved? He walked back and forth in the secret room, and the time passed by without knowing it.

Whether it was day or night outside, he was like a lost blind man at this moment, unable to find the way home. Suddenly, because of his anxiety, a thin layer of sweat formed on his forehead. He was speechless and weakly leaning on the iron door.

Fatigue, coupled with lack of physical strength. The effect of toxins, and sleepiness came over me - vaguely, I felt someone shouting: Zhong Kui, you can't sleep, wake up!

Suddenly he opened his eyes, and a kind old man appeared in front of him. The old man had silver-white hair, a kind face, and looked at him with a gentle look.

"Kid, wake up."

Zhong Kui's sour eyes could not open at once, so he could only squint his eyes and mumble, "Who are you?"

"I am your aunt, have you forgotten me? I once came to see you to see you -"

"aunt?"

"Well, get up quickly. I'll tell you the secret of going to the palace of evil spirits."

"Oh, you know how to get there? Great, tell me! I'm listening."

Auntie smiled faintly, leaned close to Zhong Kui's ear, and said like this -

"What?" Zhong Kui kicked his legs and said in silence. When he opened his eyes again, there was nothing in front of him. Only the coolness in his ears was still there, like the feeling of cold wind blowing.

He held on to the cold iron door and pushed himself up. He staggered and walked to the mahogany table. His eyes were fixed on the inkstone, and he slowly raised his fingers and stared blankly——

The aunt said: This is a Duanxi blood inkstone, and it is also the key to the evil spirit palace. The Duanxi blood inkstone was cast by the owner of the secret room with evil spells, and it requires human blood to open the door to the evil spirit palace.

Zhong Kui frowned, raised his finger, and took a bite without hesitation - the tip of his tongue tasted the salty and sweet blood. One drop, two drops, three drops, dripped into the inkstone, and then picked up the grinding stone three times to the left and three to the right.

Next - He thought that if the dream just now was an illusion and he bit his finger stupidly, he would eventually starve to death here. He couldn't help but tremble, and suddenly turned his head and looked back nervously.

There was nothing and no movement behind him. For the first time, Zhong Kui felt extremely depressed and desperate. At this moment, a huge vibration suddenly came from behind him. His heart tightened, and he had no time to think or guess. His mind went blank slowly.

turned his head and looked.

A wall, no! It was a door, like a big mouth, that suddenly opened. It did not open automatically. It should be said that Zhong Kui paid the price and the blood on his fingers invaded the inkstone before it opened.

The throne of the King of Darkness gradually appeared in front of Zhong Kui. The one at the top of the evil palace was not the goddess of darkness, but a luxurious, exquisite and magical throne. The owner of the throne was his aunt?

Is his aunt a demon? Zhong Kui was in disbelief and shook his head in denial. There was no way he could compare the aunt who appeared in his dream to this evil woman with a ferocious face and a butterfly mask.

Although the evil woman was already an unconscious and lifeless mummy, her dry and empty eyes were still full of hatred as she looked down at Zhong Kui, who was standing upright below.

Around the palace, those evil ghost statues that make people feel cold at a glance are the evil spirits that once appeared in City A. Why is this? Aunt? What on earth did you do? Zhong Kui felt heartbroken.

, scenes that happened in the past appeared in my mind.
Chapter completed!