I open an adventure house in the mysterious world of recovery

Under the leadership of Ding Kui, the two of them went to the basement below the hotel. When they arrived, even Wang Chaling frowned, seeming to notice the smell of corpse oil.

When he opened the door to the basement, it was not the place where the corpse was hung in the original work, but the strong smell of corpse oil clearly came from here. Tang Long's ghost eyes also began to react. It was obvious that this place had been affected by supernatural beings.

"Yang Jian used a high-level ghost domain to invade at that time. If ordinary people come, or in other words, how do the descendants of the Wang family come to get the relics back? Do they rely on the ghost domain invasion of the Wang generation?"

Tang Long did not act rashly, but silently observed the surroundings. He was even prepared for Ding Kui to rebel and launch a sudden attack. He had already reserved the ghost lake water at the Eight Immortals Hotel, so that even if he was trapped, he could quickly Detach.

However, Ding Kui was an honest man and led the two of them into the basement. There was also a portrait enshrined here. On it you could see a family portrait of the Ding family. There were also five people on it, including the first generation of the Ding family and Ding Kui's wife. The photos were already in black and white, but Ding Kui himself and the person who was obviously his son were still in color.

"Master, show that photo to my father and mother, and they will guide you to get the relic."

After hearing Ding Kui's words, Wang Chaling stepped forward and once again showed the Wang family's photos.

Then, the two members of the Ding family nodded slightly, and the scene in the basement changed instantly. From the incense-filled temple of worship, it turned into a dark and gloomy prison.

Hanging on a rusty iron chain was a slightly withered corpse. The corpse's face was covered with a black cloth bag, and its legs were covered with corpse spots. It was obviously a restricted ghost.

There are two black needles inserted on the soles of its feet. The black needles were originally made of gold, but corpse oil is always dripping from the corpse along the golden needles. There is a porcelain basin at the feet of the corpse, specially used for Take these weird black corpse oils.

Tang Long knew that the black corpse oil could be used to make corpse oil lamps, but he was not in a hurry to do it, but continued to watch Ding Kui's movements.

I saw Ding Kui slowly moving the porcelain basin at the feet of the corpse, letting the corpse oil drip onto the ground, one drop, two drops...

Soon, the ground began to react, as if it was some kind of confrontation between supernatural beings. Finally, when enough corpse oil dripped, the floor under the porcelain basin completely revealed its true form.

It is still gold, and only gold can imprison and store supernatural beings. The unknown substance on top of gold has a very good concealment ability and must be dispersed by corpse oil. It is no wonder that this corpse oil can be used to make corpse oil lamps to illuminate supernatural beings. .

Wang Chaling stepped forward, opened the gold partition, and took out a large gold box from inside.

"Master, if you have anything to put in in the future, please bring this box back." Ding Kui lowered his head and said.

Wang Chaling's indifferent eyes moved slightly. These words were obviously a reminder to him that it was time to carry on the family lineage, but this time Wang Chaling didn't say anything more and just nodded slightly.

Tang Long unceremoniously swept away the corpse oil in the porcelain basin. Although Ding Kui's expression changed slightly, he still endured it.

After walking out of the Eight Immortals Hotel, Tang Long also slightly admired the design of the Wang family, who guarded the Eight Immortals Hotel by protecting another family. Even if someone found the hotel, they would not be able to enter the real basement without the Wang family's photos.

And in the most critical basement, even if someone breaks in, they will most likely be attracted by the corpse oil ghost, thinking that this is all, and it is difficult to notice the real treasure hidden under the porcelain basin that collects the corpse oil.

Even when Yang Jian came here, he only took away some corpse oil and didn't find so many things.

"Mr. Tang, I want to go back to Dadong City to have a look first. If you ignore it, we can call for souls tomorrow." Wang Chaling seemed to still be worried about the situation of the Wang family's ancient residence, and she spoke as soon as she walked out of the Eight Immortals Hotel.

"Okay, go ahead." Tang Long looked back at the Eight Immortals Hotel, "Is that ghost that only drips corpse oil a ghost chef? A ghost that cooks with its own corpse oil?"

Soon, his satellite phone also rang, and there wasn't even Qin Meirou's message, it was Cao Yanhua's excited voice: "Tang, Mr. Tang, you are really amazing!"

"Did the king's organization launch an attack?" Tang Long asked calmly.

"Yes, not only was the attack launched, but the two key locations of the attack were exactly as you predicted, namely Dadong City and Dahai City."

Cao Yanhua said excitedly: "We can say that we have won this battle completely. Not even an ordinary citizen was injured. And the King's organization can confirm that the grave digger, the projectionist, the warden, and the killer were among the dead, and they were even captured alive." The pallbearers."

"There were even more injured kings. Li Jun severely injured the cowboy, the clown escaped in the conscious world, Liu San severely injured the old woman, Li Leping repelled the painter, and the banker and the ink man teamed up to barely escape from He Yin'er. The owner of the manor who escaped and was severely injured by you can only be as good as Wei Jing."

"Where's the captain?" Tang Long was more concerned about this.

"The captain appeared in Daxia City, but with your early warning and intelligence support, Shen Lin sent out a signal for help in time, combined with Cao Yang, Lin Bei and Lu Zhiwen, plus several backup captains who had been supported by the headquarters, it was Defeated the opponent."

"Did Shen Lin send a signal for help?" Tang Long's eyes suddenly focused, "Why didn't I receive it?"

"Yeah, why." At this moment, a cold voice sounded behind him.

Accompanying the sound was a roaring sound that broke through the air. When he realized it, it was too late to avoid it, so he could only shout suddenly: "Zhou Zheng!"

In an instant, the starving ghost appeared in front of him, resisting the terrifying tail attack.

Even the starving ghost, who was an S-level ghost, felt his body stiffen and tremble after being pierced by the tail, as if he was quite suppressed.

"Prophet?" He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the woman in dark golden robes who appeared behind him.

At some point, there was only a busy signal on the satellite phone. The sky was shrouded in clouds, the surrounding waves were surging, and a huge, looming ship was floating in the fog.

"Ghost ship..."

This mere appearance has already begun to pull Tai'ao City into a supernatural land. Tang Long immediately judged the desperate scene.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, do you think you won?" The corners of the prophet's mouth exposed outside the hood slightly raised, he raised his hand, and a grinning head was thrown at Tang Long's feet. He was clearly a missionary.

"Do you think that all the actions of this guy with a head and a rat on both ends can escape my prediction?"

"Did you foresee it..." Tang Long looked at the missionary's head at his feet and was silent for a moment. He already understood everything.

The missionary thought he had both sides, but in fact he had been used as a pawn by the prophet. The coordinates he reported before were deliberately passed on to him by the prophet to confuse Tang Long and make him think it was too early for the ghost ship to land.

The real ghost ship did not come close to the island country at all, but appeared directly in Tai O City, or... the city where it is located.

Kings who died or were driven back were simply abandoned sons.

Now, the captains have been dispersed, Tai'ao City is facing annihilation, and Tang Long cannot save himself.

Following the prophet, there were nine figures in white robes. Some were smelling of alcohol, with red faces and burping. Some were covered from head to toe with nearly perfect mechanical bodies, and some looked exactly the same. , It’s like looking in the mirror; some are so tall and strong that they can run three meters at a glance, and their body hair is so thick that they look like giant wolves...

The nine great priests suddenly gathered here!

"You must think that the priests who are still poisoned will not be able to return to their full glory soon, but it's a pity..."

The prophet sneered: "When the Holy Son came, everything changed, and all the poisons were eaten by him."

Behind her, a boy who seemed to be seventeen or eighteen years old walked out. At this moment, Tang Long was in a trance, thinking he saw himself in high school.

"When the child of the daughter of prophecy calls out her father's name from the top of the world, the countdown to the destruction of the world will begin."

He recalled this sentence again, and looked at "himself" whose clothes were bright red in front of him, and felt a chill all over his body.

"Mr. Tang, Mr. Tang, you think you have everything under control. Although my prediction cannot predict your fate, I will use actual actions to trample you under my feet and trample all your efforts. Condolence..."

The prophet said, taking off the hood on his head: "My father's spirit in heaven."

Under the mask, there is a terrifying face. Although it is very beautiful, the eyes are pale white without pupils. The mouth is sewn shut with dense thin threads, the nose is cut off, and the ears seem to have been gnawed by rodents. Tattered.

It's hard to imagine what kind of inhuman torture she suffered.

"Ma Xiaoling?" Tang Long's expression changed a little.

"Yes, I am Ma Bing's daughter, Ma Xiaoling." At this time, the prophet made another voice, and people realized that her voice came directly from the chest.

"Mr. Tang, my father died in your hands. You shouldn't deny this."

"Deny?" Tang Long sneered, "What can I deny? Even if he has hard reasons, what Ma Bing did is an out-and-out traitor. Even if he is shot according to the regulations of the headquarters, it is not an exaggeration to shoot him. I will Is there anything wrong with killing him on the spot?"

"Of course there is no problem." Contrary to Tang Long's expectation, Ma Xiaoling looked very calm, "So I didn't come here to avenge my father."

"Oh?" Tang Long's eyes narrowed, "You are planning to let the ghost ship land in Tai O City, and you are threatening to trample all my efforts. Are you saying it is not to avenge my father?"

"That's right." Ma Xiaoling opened her hands, "Compared with the safety of the entire era, personal hatred is nothing to mention. What's more, if the master's plan can be completed, I can see my father at any time."

She gave Tang Long a condescending look: "Mr. Tang, maybe you can't believe it, but everything we do is to save the world." (End of Chapter)