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The aisle behind the small door was dark.

Yan Chongti sniffed his nose, it was full of corruption, and it seemed that no one took care of it for a while.

Yan Chong lit the torch as a lighting torch, and then followed the passage to the bottom.

At the bottom, there is an altar-like stone platform on which lies a corpse.

Yan Chong: "..."

Isn't this a nursing home?

Why is it so evil?

But at this time, Yan Chong was also full of curiosity, and went straight to check it.

The corpse should have been dead for years, and the skin had dried up, like a moldy orange.

But his clothes are pretty good, and he feels a bit like a monk.

"Jin Jishi?" Yan Chong asked secretly.

But this person's face has shrunk extremely, not to mention that Yan Chong doesn't know what Jin Jishi looks like, even if he knows it, he probably won't be able to recognize it.

So Yan Chong could only observe around, wanting to see what could prove the identity of the deceased.

Of course, there are usually funeral objects in the tombs of people with identities like this. If you can find some of the previous things, it would be even better.

Yan Chong was able to turn over, and the corpse suddenly moved.

He sat up quietly, and then slipped down from the altar and walked behind Yan Chong.

He patted Yan Chong on the shoulder lightly, and Yan Chong was startled.

As soon as he was about to turn his head, he opened his mouth and bit Yan Chong's neck.

But at this time, Yan Chong was walking around with a torch. The torch was not held by his hand, but the forbearing hand on his shoulder.

Yan Chong was slapped for a while, instead of turning his head back for the first time, he turned the torch of Shinobi's hand to light it, and then turned his head back.

Then the corpse had a mouth and was biting on Yan Chong's blowpipe...

Yan Chong was really taken aback, the first thing he thought of was a counterattack.

The fire tube was originally not a lighting tool, but a flamethrower, but there was really no better substitute for it, and Yan Chong used it to illuminate it.

As a result, his excitement directly caused the blowpipe to erupt, directly burning the face of the corpse.

At this time, it makes no difference if Yan Chong is not afraid.

He took a step back first, then immediately pulled out the wedge pill, sigh sigh, cut him three times at the first time.

Yan Chong was quite proficient in using the wedge pill, and his movements were very smooth. Every knife hit the vital part of the corpse.

However, this corpse didn't seem to catch a cold at Yan Chong's attack, as if it didn't hurt at all.

His flesh and blood had dried up, so even though Yan Chong hit him, he didn't even cut a drop of blood.

Looking back, Yan Chongpo felt that taking some of the fire-thrower just now seemed to have caused him more damage.

"So you are afraid of fire!" Yan Chong secretly said, and then quickly changed his fighting method.

In the copy of "Sekiro" before, he obtained a lot of oil bottles for ignition.

He hasn't used it much.

But this time, he also stole a lot of gasoline from the US military base, which is much more flammable than the previous oil bottle.

Yan Chong directly adjusted a bucket, with a nozzle for refueling on it.

Yan Chong held the bucket in one hand and the nozzle in the other. After a few pressures, he sprayed on the body.

Then the torch on his shoulder was activated again, and it was a "flame jet" at him.

So the whole body burned.

The corpse was really afraid of fire, and made a creaking noise.

He wanted to pounce on Yan Chong and die with Yan Chong, but how flexible Yan Chong's movements were. He turned and rolled with a sliding shovel and quickly pulled away from the corpse.

It didn't take long for the body to lose its life force and fell to the ground.

Yan Chong didn't underestimate the enemy, so he made another knife and chopped off his head. Only then did he feel relieved.

It's a pity, whether he is Jin Ji-se or not, no Dragon Ball was found from him.

In other words, unless Park Xiong and the others found out otherwise, Yan Chong's trip would be considered in vain.

Yan Chong rummaged in the cabinet next to him, and finally found something that could prove his identity. It was a tantric Buddhism descending magic pestle, only the size of an ordinary screwdriver, and it was just right to hold it with one hand.

If it is a magic weapon, it is understandable, but if it is a weapon, it seems a little smaller.

Yan Chong put it in the backpack of the system and used the system to identify it. The system gave a "???" sign, indicating that the system does not know what it is, or it needs a special task. Cracking, either requires additional identification.

In short, this thing must be weird.

Yan Chong didn't find any other items, so he returned the same way and found Zhao Yiliang. He told Zhao Yiliang about the matter.

Zhao Yiliang was digging landmines with a gloomy look. After listening to this, he frowned, his expression became much more serious, and said, "Are you sure?"

"That's right, the altar, the living corpse, and the magic pestle..." Yan Chong asked, "Is there any problem?"

"Can you show me the magic pestle?" Zhao said twice.

Since Yan Chong didn't know what the Demon Peel was for, of course he didn't need to hide his secrets, so he showed it to Zhao Yiliang.

Zhao Yiliang seemed to have some understanding of this thing, and said, "This is the evil spirit's magic weapon. We have encountered a difficult enemy! If you want to end him, fire alone will not work. You still need to use this magic weapon. Pestle, insert it into his heart."

"Then what's the rush?" Yan Chong smiled, "I'll go back and prick him again and it will be over? Is it because I finish the prick, and the plague will pass?"

"The Cthulhu is the Cthulhu. Whether the blood god or the plague god, all actions are full of evil nature." Zhao Yiliang said, "I don't know if the plague will end, but I suddenly felt that I seemed to understand our competition this time. The reason."

"What do you mean?" Yan Chong was confused when he heard.

"It may also be my own nonsense." Zhao Yiliang said, "I will slowly explain to you when I look back, you should end him first! After you kill him, the attribute of the devilish pestle may appear."

"Okay!" Yan Chong nodded, then turned and ran towards the secret road again.

At this moment, Yan Chong heard the sound of someone moving below.

It seemed that burning and beheading could not kill the corpse.

But it doesn't matter, Yan Chong already knows where his weakness lies.

Isn't it just afraid of fire?

easy!

So Yan Chong poured gasoline from the door, and then a fire canister burned a wall of fire directly below.

The corpse climbed up vigorously, and when it was about to reach the door, it couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

But Zhao Yiliang next to him looked at him, but he was frightened: "Are you going to burn the house?"