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Chapter 302, The Corpse Collector in the Dungeon


"What do you mean?"

He frowned, obviously not understanding me, and I smiled and didn't explain much. otbnkotgt "I'm not going to leave anyway, if you want to kill me.

It's best to weigh it up.

I see that you are also very happy to be the Earth Emperor in this secret realm, but there is no need to ruin your good life because of me.

As for how to do it, you can see for yourself. ” I'm a veteran of pretending to be a scoundrel, and the Emperor of the Burial Mansion on the other side was obviously a little displeased, and with a light touch of the table, the teacup next to me disappeared, the door opened, and several white-robed people waited outside the door, and immediately knelt on the ground and waited for orders after seeing the door open.

"Take this guest to the dungeon of the burial house for a while, and don't do anything to him until you have an order, but also make sure that he can't get out" The Emperor of the Burial Mansion was going to put me under house arrest, and I floated up lazily.

When he walked out, he glanced back at the Emperor of the Burial Mansion, and said lightly: "The so-called think twice before acting, just think about it." ” Walking through the green field and back to the burial house, several members of the law enforcement team of the burial house put black chains on my body, this black chain has been refined, and there is a strange power inside, and I immediately felt after being put on, the power cannot penetrate from the outside.

But I myself can easily reach out of the chains, which is why I tried to possess the living corpse but did not succeed, because the chains blocked my energy from the outside.

"It's inside, go in" The law enforcement team yelled at me, the iron door opened, and I looked inside, and it was pitch black.

Fortunately, it was not a water prison, at least it was dry, and there was a faint smell in the air.

There were still some white things on the ground, which I suspect were bones or something.

"Do you have a room?"

I turned around and joked, I had floated in, the iron door closed behind me, and then a guy from the law enforcement team took a brush and painted outside the iron gate for a long time, reflecting a trace of golden light, I reached out and touched it, and was immediately shocked by the golden light, obviously painted with the spirit of suppressing ghosts and warding off evil spirits.

"Stay inside, if you dare to come out, I will destroy you" The other party yelled, and I landed on the stone bed, and there were no windows in the cell.

When the other party completely sealed the iron gate, it was really pitch black, and nothing could be seen.

I stretched out my hand and shook it gently, and a cloud of ghost fire fell on the wall, and the inside of the cell gradually became clear.

There were four or five bones scattered on the ground, all of which looked like bones of human limbs, and for a long time, some of the bones had cracked open on the surface.

There are some scratches on the wall next to it, which have no special meaning, and it looks like people scratching the wall with their fingernails when they are desperate, revealing a sense of sadness.

I tried to touch the iron door, and was immediately pushed back by the golden light, it is not a strong enchantment spiritual method, but it has a strong restraint effect on my soul body, I frowned, thought for a while and said, "It seems that if you want to get out, you have to think of some other way." ” At this moment, there was a sudden sound of "bell blocking" outside, as if someone was constantly waving the metal and making a loud collision sound.

I frowned and stood outside the iron door listening.

I was definitely not the only prisoner in the cell, but there was no sound, and most of them were supposed to be living corpses, very quiet.

"Bell, bell" The sound of metal crashing grew louder and louder, and I could hear some of the jailers talking, and I was able to hear more clearly.

"Damn, come every three or five times, it's really life-threatening, damn it" It seemed that someone was complaining, but why complaining, I became more and more curious about what was going on outside, and continued to listen to the wall.

"Don't complain, there have been more living corpses recently, and there should be more corpse collectors."

Another voice persuaded me a few words, but I frowned, the name of the corpse collector is very appropriate, is it here to collect the living corpse "But it doesn't take three days to come and come at two ends, you don't see it, every time we come, we have to hide in this stinking cell, and we can't be seen by it.

I'm telling you, if this guy sees it, he's going to be out of luck."

The guy who complained at the beginning is now a little more impatient, and there is a bit of fear in his words.

"Brother, I've been here for a short time, and I haven't seen anyone hit the hands of the corpse collector, you've seen it" The other asked hurriedly, looking curious.

The former shook his head and said, "Hmph, I want to know, don't be scared when I say it."

I came many years before you, and the corpse collector came once every six months, and when I came back, my brothers didn't pay attention.

As a result, I was left with another jailer at the time, and the cell was occupied along the way.

I also saw the face of the corpse collector."

"Big brother has seen the corpse collector come on weekdays, we all locked ourselves in the cell, and we haven't seen its face at all, what else have you seen what it looks like?"

The other was even more curious and asked out loud.

"It's a nightmare what it looks like, our dungeon is about six or seven meters high, this guy stands upright, and he can reach the top of our dungeon with his hand.

He was covered with a black rag, and there was a series of coffins behind his back, each of which was empty when he came, but when he returned, it was full of living corpses or in the eyes of our jailers who collected the corpses, and the jailers and living corpses were the same, all corpses.

At that time, I and another jailer ran quickly, I ran faster, rushed ahead, when I entered a dead end, there was only one cell left, I rushed in, there was still a gap, I wanted to put another person in, but he was a step too late, and the corpse collector threw the chain, I saw the chain wrapped around the guy's ankle, and when I pulled it hard, the guy fell to the ground, and I was so frightened that I quickly closed the door.

I was terrified, only to hear the screams of the guy outside, and the sound of constant whipping and attacks.

When the collector had gone, we ran out and saw a pool of blood on the ground, as well as some broken bones and pieces of flesh.

The jailer is gone, he must have been killed, or taken away."

What this guy said wasn't very scary, but thinking that the corpse collector was outside, the other person couldn't help but be scared, his voice trembled a little, and he said in a low voice: "Brother, don't scare me, it seems that this guy outside is really a monster." ” As soon as I heard that there was a jailer next to me, a thought popped into my mind, there was a talisman on the iron door, and I couldn't get out, but that didn't mean I couldn't go through the wall, there were no talismans around the wall, and if I could possess a jailer again, maybe I would have a chance to escape.

And now is the time for the corpse collectors to collect the corpses, it looks like all the jailers should be hiding, the dungeon must be empty, now is the time when the defense is the weakest, which is my best chance I walked to the wall, the black chain was gently taken off, but I couldn't go back, my hand pressed on the surface of the wall, my palm stretched into it little by little, and soon a pair of hands pressed into the wall, and then half of my body entered the wall, and there was something outside the wall that was temporarily invisible.

But at least it proves that I can walk through the wall this way.

The probe went out, just saw two jailers with their backs to me, and after a closer look, I recognized that these two were not the two jailers I had met outside the burial mansion before, one was a lean monkey-like guy, and the other had a "pumpkin head", it was really destined to meet thousands of miles away, I smiled and fell gently.

The two guys were completely unresponsive, waiting for the corpse collector to leave.

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I pressed my hand lightly on the lean man, and my fingertips stabbed into his neck, and he made a "bang" sound, and then collapsed unconscious.

"I said we'd better settle down, and I don't know how long we're going to stay here."

Pumpkin Head didn't notice that his companion next to him was unconscious, but when he turned his head, he suddenly saw my face, and he was startled and shouted: "You, who are you" I reached out and grabbed him by the neck and made a silent gesture, and he turned pale as he watched me float in the air, speechless

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