Gui Bugui spread his hands and said with a smile: "Who knows going, who knows what that old guy thinks? Let's take a look..." When he said this, there was a hint of cunning eyes in the corner of his eyes.

Although Wu Mian still has a little strength, he would have slapped Gui Bugui at this time. This old man knew it, but he just kept it in hiding. He just saw that Wu Mian could not do anything now, so he planned to read his jokes.

Now Wu Mian has nothing left except for the strength to speak. He temporarily endured this breath. After turning around, he did not find any other exits. He looked at Gui Bugui with a smile and said, "So how should we go to the altar behind? We should go back to the ground and find another entrance to other altars?"

"It's not that trouble." Gui Bugui also followed Wu Mian's eyes and looked around the altar, and then said, "The altars are all connected. As long as you find the right exit, you can go around the altars one by one." After that, the old guy had reached the end of the altar. He reached out to measure the size of his palm on the wall at the end. He muttered something with his words, as if he was reciting some formula. Unfortunately, his voice was too small, and Wu Mian kept tinnitus after he took off his strength, and he couldn't hear what the old man was saying.

About a quarter of an hour later, Gui Bugui seemed to have found the corresponding position on the wall. After fumbled for a while, he suddenly shouted: "I just said he can't change this bad habit!" After this shout, the old guy turned around and looked at Wu Mian, grinned and said: "I can find this mechanism, please take a look."

After the last word was released, Gui Bugui's finger had already been pressed into the wall. With the sound of "Gala Gala", the wall slowly raised up, revealing the magnificent underground altar inside. From the position behind him, Wu Mian couldn't see through the full picture of the altar. Not to mention Wu Mian, even Gui Bugui was stunned when he saw this scene. He couldn't help but mutter: "Isn't it just an altar in the state? As for such a big deal? He was so generous to spend money on himself."

Wu Mian walked to Gui Bugui's side and looked inside. Above his head was a huge round jade plate, surrounded by glowing pearls, decorating the scene of the moon and stars in the night sky. Below the starry sky is the altar with an exaggerated pattern.

It is said to be an altar, but it is not as large as an underground palace. It has been transformed into two areas below, and the closest location to Wu Mian and Gui Bugui is the real place to worship the sky. There are corpses of beheaded slaves and prisoners of war. Looking closely, these corpses include men and women, old and young, and at least three or five thousand people. These corpses are arranged neatly, and they even keep the same posture and kneel down in the direction of the altar.

Wu Mian was a alchemist and knew the tricks here. He killed people, then broke their bones and broke them into this position. However, those executioners had no good ending. The mummies he saw just now were mixed with them.

In front of the corpses of these slaves and prisoners of war, hundreds of bronze lampstands were erected. On both sides of these oil lamps, various magical beasts and birds cast in bronze were placed. Just as Wu Mian and Gui Bugui were observing the situation here, these lampstands actually ignited one by one in sequence. I don’t know what kind of lamp oil was poured into the lamps, which flashed with green light. Combined with the current scene, the huge altar behind seemed even more strange.

Wu Mian and Gui Bugui, including the general manager who was still lying outside the corridor, had night eyes. They could see clearly in the darkness, but now they were a little uncomfortable. Looking at the large string of green light in front of them, Gui Bugui's face was full of uncut expressions and said, "I know that there will be no one here again, and there are so many lanterns. Is there any magic tricks, and I don't have to spend money on phosphorus powder? When I was building a mausoleum for the previous Dafang Master, I didn't see him willing to spend so much money. In the end, that old guy didn't have to spend his own money, he would be generous."

"Aren't you coming in now?" Wu Mian coldly blocked Gui Buguiyi's mouth, and then squeezed the old guy with a smile that was even more ugly than crying, and continued: "You have known for a long time that the six kingdoms' altars will go straight to this place after they break the altar. I don't know that it's just to scare me. I'll record this account for you, and let's calculate it slowly in the future."

After saying that, he ignored Gui Bugui's explanation. Wu Mian raised his legs and walked towards the position of the main altar inside. After walking a few steps, he was stopped by the old man and said, "It's not bad for this time. It looks like the style of an old guy, but who knows if Guangren did anything like this just now? Wait a little longer, it's not too late to enter after the situation inside is clear."

Wu Mian also thought about what Gui Bugui said, but looking at the situation here, although it was all corpses of various human races, in Wu Mian's eyes, the soul inside the corpse had disappeared without a trace, and there was no abnormal corpse and evil spirit inside, and it didn't look like something could happen.

Wu Mian really didn't have the strength to break free from Gui Bugui, so he could only breathe a sigh of relief, looked at the old guy with a slanted eyes and said, "How else should I be clear? Let the dead bodies on the ground get up and talk?"

"No need, some people say it is better to understand than a dead body." After saying that, he made a face and shouted behind him: "Are you done pretending to be dead? Just get up when you are satisfied. There are some small things here, please help me."

After Gui Bugui finished speaking, he heard the passage start to scream. Then the general manager dragged a wounded leg and walked here. Although he was injured by one leg, his walking speed was not slow. After the general manager came in, he did not speak, lowered his head and walked straight to the main altar outside.

This action made Gui Bugui stunned. When the general manager walked to him and was about to go out, Gui Bugui stopped him and said, "What do you mean? You pretend to be addicted to others. You plan to die once?"

The headmaster sighed and said, "I'm used to it. Anyway, you plan to let me go in first. It's better for me to take the initiative and strive for a good attitude."

Gui Bugui laughed and let go of the manager's hand, saying, "This is a good attitude, don't worry, if I'm here to watch, nothing big will happen."

This sentence made the general manager feel a chuckle in his heart, and he said in his heart: "You said so just now outside..."

At this time, the headmaster was also willing to go out, and even had no preparations for the incense or something before, so he went straight up. He was the last bet. If he won, he might be immortal. If he lost, he would see him again in the next life. The headmaster did not expect Wu Mian and Gui Bugui to save him, but at least he would not dissipate his soul. This should not be difficult for the two of them.

Seeing the headmaster dragging his lame legs through the corpse of the sacrifice of heaven and moving step by step towards the altar, Wu Mian felt a little pity in his heart, otherwise he would give him a pill? Anyway, with the headmaster's physique, he would die immediately after eating. He not only fulfilled the headmaster's wish, but also avenged himself. I wonder if this is the best of both worlds?
Chapter completed!