C112 (1/2)

After a series of twists and turns, the figures of Lu Yu and the other two appeared in a pitch-black tunnel.

”When I first entered, I didn't sense any formation at all.” Fatty Zhang touched the surrounding walls.

The walls were painted in many colors, some of them mottled and blurry, but one could still make out a group of ferocious ghosts baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

”Fortunately, I had one more to prepare before coming here.”

Suddenly, Fatty Zhang took out a bright light from his storage bag. With a flick of his finger, the flame on the lamp started to burn.

There was no wind in the area, but the flame seemed to be pulling at something, constantly swaying in one direction.

”That's right, there must be many good treasures in that place!” Fatty Zhang's face immediately lit up.

He had already taken off the pig-head mask, and the edges of his fat face had traces of the mask stuck. It was very comical.

Lu Yu didn't say anything, he followed Fatty Zhang and walked in that direction.

The dark tunnel was eerie and eerie, the surroundings silent, and only the footsteps of a few people could be heard.

”Puchi ~ ~ ~”

The fire was extinguished and the surroundings fell into silence.

Fatty Zhang said in bewilderment, ”Eh, this is a Magic Treasure True Fire. How did it go out?”

Da da da, da da da.

At the end of the passage, a series of footsteps could be heard.

Fatty Zhang's expression suddenly changed. This place was originally very quiet, why would there suddenly be a sound?!

”If I knew that this place was strange, would there be ghosts here?” Fatty Zhang retreated.

Lu Yu frowned. The others only felt that the surrounding air was a little cold, but he could clearly feel the surrounding Yin Qi.

This yin aura could only be emitted from a ghost.

Indeed, not long after, countless figures appeared at the end of the pitch-black tunnel.

”Roar, roar!”

Their eyes were bloodshot as they growled.