Whether it is a Chinese palace or a Western church, it will look magnificent when there is sufficient light source. Once the light source is lost, it will look gloomy and terrifying because it is too empty.

Zhang Zi'an stood at the door of Guanghan Palace. There was no black light inside. The milky white cold fog passed through his knees and slowly poured out like a spring water. It looked like a cold storage for refrigeration meat.

Richard was timid again. Following in meant that his night blindness was about to occur, but letting it stay outside, it became even more scared. He had to wrap himself in Zhang Zi'an's hood with his head and butt, just like a child who was quenched into the quilt because of fear, without seeing or being upset.

π's night vision is similar to that of humans, and wine monkeys must be similar.

Originally, this dark environment was suitable for several cat elves to play, but due to their height problems, their vision was seriously affected by the cold fog.

At the same time, cold fog also hides the ground conditions. If there are ditches and bumps on the ground, you may trip.

"Squeak."

π pulled his arm and handed him the laurel stick in his hand.

"Thank you, π, this is really useful."

Zhang Zian was not polite either. He had a wooden stick in his hand and walked while exploring the road.

"Everyone be alert and take care of each other."

He repeatedly reminded the elves and then stepped into the door first.

Just as they all entered the palace, the gate thudded and closed automatically behind them. Perhaps because the surroundings were too quiet, the sound was surprisingly loud, which scared him.

He turned around and tried to push, without moving.

I always feel that there are some mistakes. Maybe it is better to leave one or two elves outside the door to catch them... But it is not certain. Maybe that will further disperse the strength, otherwise who will be left outside? He will worry about leaving the elves with weak combat power, and leaving the elves with strong combat power may be wasted.

Chichichichichichichi.

It seemed like some little beast ran over from the vicinity quickly, and the sound was very light.

"who?"

Zhang Zian asked with a wooden stick tightly, but there was no response.

"Please be careful not to disperse," he whispered.

He turned on the flashlight function of his new phone.

The walls and pillars reflect lights, reflecting extremely thin and weak phosphorescence, but this level of glimmer adds to the gloomy and terrifying feeling, with ghosts everywhere.

The cold fog is everywhere, and the flashlight has a limited effect and can only shine within two or three meters of the surrounding area.

"Hehe! I didn't expect you to be so stupid, you actually came in and seek death!"

A sound floated over the beam at an extremely fast speed, and it was obvious that the sound was from far to near, and from near to far. The position was erratic, giving people the feeling that... the speaker was climbing on the beam. When he moved the flashlight and shone it, nothing was seen.

"I'm a little bitch! If you have the ability, get out! Don't pretend to be a fool here!" Vladimir cursed.

"Hehe! You idiots, you guys will not be foul for long, I am the Lord of the Palace..."

"Shut up!" Fina snorted coldly: "In front of me, there is no such thing as calling yourself the Lord of the Palace!"

In fact, there is nothing wrong with Chang'e calling herself the palace master. After all, she is the lord of Guanghan Palace, and the reputation of this palace is ranked in the myth, but there is no way, Fina is so unreasonable.

"Let's go together, don't get separated."

Zhang Zian held a wooden stick in one hand and a mobile phone in the other hand to illuminate the light, and the elves walked beside him.

As he walked, the Xinghai, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped and looked back at him.

He was about to ask Xinghai what was wrong, but Xinghai seemed not to be staring at him, but... his eyes passed through his body and staring at something behind him.

Wait, something seems to be wrong.

"π, are you here?"

"Squeak."

The sound of π came from behind him. After it gave him the wooden stick, because its night vision was similar to that of humans, it kept pulling Zhang Zi'an's clothes and following him.

"Wine Monkey, are you here?"

"Hiber! I'm here, do you have any wine?"

The sound of the wine monkey came from the back of his right. Its eyesight was not good. In addition, it was drunk and had a slurred look and walked outside. After entering the palace, it also learned to pull his clothes and walked, otherwise it would fall if it couldn't walk a few steps.

π is on the left and the wine monkey is on the right. So who is pulling his clothes right behind?

Obviously it was not Richard in the hood, nor could it be Xinghai, Fina, Vladimir and Snow Lion, because these cat elves had bright eyes, and their eyes of different colors flashed in the cold fog, and there were no more.

I am not afraid of missing one, but I am afraid of having one more.

Zhang Zian instantly burst into cold sweat and a cold air came from the back of his neck.

Should we look back at this time?

The plots in various ghost movies I have watched before suddenly flooded into his mind. In any ghost movie, he would be scared to death when he turned back at this time, and he would probably see a pale strange face.

But if he doesn't look back and pretends not to know, he really can't pretend.

The palace was sealed very well, and there was no trace of wind at first, but he felt something whizzing from the back of his neck.

When the elves saw him suddenly stop moving as they walked, they stopped and looked back at him, but due to the influence of the cold fog on their gaze, they also looked very blurred.

"Meow Meow Meow! Why don't you leave, a stinky man? Want to stay and be a slut?" said Snow Lion.

Zhang Zian tried hard to calm down and think. The elves were very vigilant. If the thing behind him was walking on the ground, even if it didn't make any sound, the elves' flesh pads on their four feet could feel a subtle vibration. However, looking at the elves' reactions, they did not notice the abnormality, which only means...

He held the wooden stick in his hand tightly, turned around suddenly, and poked hard to the top.

As the flashlight shook, he saw a woman with disheveled hair hanging upside down on the beam of the house like a bat, her head and upper body hang behind him. Just a few seconds away, her bloody mouth was about to bite his neck.

Her face was ferocious and terrifying, with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, exposed fangs, and a few beard-like white hairs on her cheeks. She did look a bit like a cat, but she was not as cute as a cat.

After only one encounter with her, she curled up in pain because his stick just hit her stomach.

As he had known for a long time, he was used to the gravity of the earth and was half a superman in this Moon Palace world. Although he was not as powerful as Wu Gang, his advantage was that he was stable in the lower plate. His strength was derived from his legs and his horse stance twisted. This stick used his lifelong power.

Unfortunately, the stick head is not pointed, otherwise it would be enough for her to bear this moment.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Chang'e let out a shrill scream and almost fell off the beam, barely supporting her body, her arms and legs hugged the beam like spiders, and quickly disappeared into the darkness of the ceiling before the elves reacted.

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