With the sound of "clatter", the iron door in front of Lao Hui and I finally opened. The heavy sound of the door opening echoed in the empty passage, always giving people a kind of heart-stopping fear.

But Lao Hui and I didn't flinch, and stepped into the heavy iron door almost without hesitation.

Inside the iron gate, there was a narrow staircase going down, just big enough for two people to walk side by side. Lao Hui walked beside me and said, "I'm really willing to spend money. There must be some device to control such a heavy iron gate.

I’m afraid this basement won’t be repairable without an investment of tens of millions.”

While talking, Lao Hui took off his watch and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.

This sounds like someone coming here for sightseeing. In fact, I know it very well. I always remind me to remember to check where the mechanism to open the door is when I go in, so I don't get trapped here.

We must fight tooth and nail with the belief that we must die, but we must not give up any chance of survival, and it is best to save the children. This is what we want to do.

I took out a cigarette, lit it, and said nonchalantly: "I hope your belt is of good quality."

"World-class! I can't find anything better than it." Lao Hui also said it easily. He took the cigarette from my mouth and took a deep breath. His meaning was also very simple. When I said

After learning that a powerful guy can affect the transmission of signals, he still said that, just to tell me that the signal transmitter on the belt buckle is very powerful. If it doesn't work, there is nothing in the world that can work better than it.

Lu Fanming probably doesn't know about the belt buckle, otherwise he wouldn't have let us delay so 'easily'.

The smell of cigarettes covered up the peculiar smell in this passage. The reason why I lit a cigarette so anxiously in the passage where the air flow was not that good and some were stuffy, of course was to relax with the help of cigarettes, but the more reason was because of this

The smell in the passage.

It is a strange aroma mixed with the burning smell of blood. It floats faintly in the passage. I think it smells worse than the smell of feces. After people smell it, there is an indescribable feeling in their hearts.

It felt suffocating, so I lit a cigarette to cover up the smell.

This place is more luxurious than Lao Hui and I imagined. After walking a few steps in the passage, we saw that both sides of the passage were covered with gold foil and strange carvings, and there were gold candlesticks inlaid on both sides with dots on them.

I was holding a candle that looked like lard, and the burning flame of the candle was very weird and beautiful, it was blue-purple, and I was sensitive enough to discover that it was the source of that strange fragrance.

I feel vaguely familiar, but I can't remember the specific thing. This rarely happens to me who has a good memory.

But if I can't think of it, I'll forget about it. After all, coming here is a matter of life and death, more dangerous than anything I've ever experienced before. I don't care about these insignificant details.

This stair passage is not long. While Lao Hui and I were casually chatting and musing, we had already reached the end. Through the door was the basement we just saw through the small window.

Looking down from above, the feeling is different from actually being there. Standing at the door, we can see the entire basement at a glance, and we can also see many corners that are not visible through the small windows.

For example, in the corner over there, there are a lot of debris and bones piled up. As for what bones they are, I can't bear to look at them, and I can't bear to think about them. And in the other corner, it's strangely arranged into a living room.

It had two beds, one big and one small, a table, some Nanyang magic weapons that I didn't recognize, and some miscellaneous things, most of which were tools.

The blood pool is very large, four meters long and three meters wide. I don’t know if there is a geothermal system to keep the blood pool at a certain temperature. In short, the blood pool is not boiling, but it is emitting a certain amount of heat.

The hot smell of blood comes from this blood pool.

Lao Hui and I looked at each other, tried not to look at the child, and walked into the terrifying basement. The weird but ecstatic fragrance became even stronger once we entered the basement.

Only then did I realize that the flames of those huge candles were also blue-purple, but there was a small yellow light diagonally above them, so I couldn't even see the color of the flames when I stood on them.

"Aren't the candles in this 'slaughterhouse' very poisonous?" Lao Hui and I stood there without moving, just looking at Lu Fanming quietly. At this moment, he was standing in front of a giant candle.

Stroking the candle like a rare treasure, this action naturally made Lao Hui and I suspect that there was something fishy in the candle.

But I still couldn't help but sigh. Lao Hui compared this place to a slaughterhouse, which is quite appropriate.

Lao Hui did not lower his voice. In this quiet and closed environment, the sound of a normal voice was infinitely amplified. Lu Fanming naturally heard it. He turned his head and looked at Lao Hui with a surprised and twisted expression.

Replied, saying: "Poisonous? Do you know how many so-called celebrities in the world want to get a little bit of this thing? Do you know how important this thing is in our Nanyang magic?

?”

"What is this?" I frowned slightly. To be honest, I suddenly thought of something and felt a little nauseous. However, I had never experienced it and didn't want to prove that my guess was right.

Lu Fanming did not answer me, but turned around and walked towards the corner of his living room. He sat down in front of the table, and then said to me and Lao Hui: "Actually, I am too lonely. You are bound to die today anyway."

How about you come and have a meal with me, chat, and have a happy time before you die?"

Lao Hui and I looked at each other. Obviously we don't think eating and chatting in such a place is a happy time, but the longer the time is delayed, the better it is for us. Besides, even if we can't wait for reinforcements, we can still stay here

Find opportunities to do what we want to do under seemingly peaceful circumstances.

What we were afraid of was that as soon as we came down, Lu Fanming would ask the little zombie to attack us.

At this moment, the imp zombie is less than 5 meters away from us and is soaking in the blood pool. It is floating and sinking very naturally. It looks weird and scary.

Finally, Lao Hui and I walked to the other end of Lu Fanming and sat down. Looking at this devil across a table, I had only one thought. Maybe his expression at this moment had a hint of extreme perversion.

He is his true face.

It is difficult to associate with Lu Fanming with his honest and honest smile. It may not be important how a person looks. His expression and eyes are the most important things in a person's appearance. This is the so-called appearance.

Born from the heart.

I admire Lu Fanming for being such an 'acting master'.

The atmosphere was a bit strange, but Lu Fanming was proud and relaxed. He placed two crystal goblets in front of Lao Hui and me, then took out a bottle of red wine and poured some for Lao Hui and me.

Lao Hui and I did not touch the wine. In this place, facing such people, we admitted that we did not dare to drink this wine.

But Lu Fanming was very comfortable. He picked up the wine glass and took a sip of red wine, then opened the lid of the oven on the table, and said: "I have always thought that barbecue with red wine is very wonderful. I told you that you will die,

But I will not use poison to make you die, as that would tarnish the reputation of my great wizard."

As he spoke, he took another sip of red wine, then swung the crystal goblet in his hand and said, "Don't you think it's beautiful? The color of blood has a cold taste. Drinking red wine can give you a wonderful feeling.

Despair, you Chinese Taoist priests despise this kind of negative emotion, but are you really ignorant? Do you know

Negative emotions are the driving force for human progress. Just like hate, it can make a person burst out with amazing potential. Just like despair, it can make a person shine like fireworks before the end of his life. Negative emotions can give birth to new ones.

God, and such a God has no scruples and no hypocrisy. Humanity needs to move forward."

What kind of nonsense is this? I originally picked up the cup and was about to take a sip of red wine. After all, I couldn't let him, the great wizard of Nanyang, underestimate our Chinese Taoist priests, but what the hell, what can't you describe, describe it like blood?

I'm so disappointed, I won't drink anymore.

So, I stomped the red wine glass on the table, and then said: "We gentlemen, if you drink white wine, you can't drink beer, so don't let me ruin your wonderful despair."
Chapter completed!