Ling Luoyu walked into the main hall calmly: "If it's a ghost, just steal it!"

Feng Chenglin: "..."

Listening to this, it seems to be something even more remarkable.

For a while, the look in the eyes of the old shopkeeper changed.

The old shopkeeper's thoughts were in the hall, and he didn't care about Feng Chenglin's expression. He followed Ling Luoyu and quickly stepped into the hall.

After the palace, there were corpses everywhere, not what Feng Chenglin was supposed to do.

However, it is also messy.

Feng Chenglin stood by Ling Luoyu's side and hissed softly, "Fuck...this is also a disaster..."

Inside the hall, there is a mess.

Looking at it suddenly, it seems that nothing is in its original position.

Ling Luoyu turned around leisurely and looked at the palace gate.

Feng Chenglin and the old shopkeeper couldn't help but look back with her.

"Three young masters, what are you looking at?"

Although the old shopkeeper didn't say anything, he didn't aim at Ling Luoyu's eyes, trying to see what she was observing.

"Fatty, aren't you worried...Is this hall door being blocked from the inside to block the people outside?"

"Yes!"

"The gate of the temple is indeed tied from the inside... but... not to prevent people from coming in, but..."

Ling Luoyu stepped forward, fingertips across the back of the palace gate, his eyes darkened.

"It's not letting the people inside go out!"

"..." Feng Chenglin took a breath, twitched the corners of his mouth, and looked at the dark hall behind him in disbelief: "You...you mean, the people here have been slaughtered... ?"

The old shopkeeper took two quick steps and took two broken pieces of wood: "The edges are neat, and there is..."

"Wow!"

The wood in his hand was suddenly crushed and turned into scum.

He paused before throwing down the wood residue in his hand.

"There are dark splashes on it...it should be blood..."

"I don't know how many years have passed since these woods have rotted..."

Ling Luoyu walked into a wooden stool to the bottom, and after stepping on it, the wooden stool instantly shattered into dregs.

"But... here is the same as outside, without bones!"

Not to mention human bones, not even animal bones.

"San Shao, you said...Are these people all eaten?" Feng Chenglin's brain suddenly opened.

Ling Luoyu and the old shopkeeper looked sideways at the same time.

Feng Chenglin was a little embarrassed to be seen: "You think... this one wants to see people alive, and a corpse in death... there won't be a dead body, right?"

The old shopkeeper disagreed: "It is safe to enter the land... Maybe someone packed up the body and buried it after a fight... Then you definitely can't see anything..."

"Bullshit!" Feng Chenglin yelled with a stubborn neck: "You tell me... If those people are willing to put their bodies in the soil for safety, why are there these messy scenes, they are still locked from the inside. Palace..."

After speaking, the old treasurer was speechless, and his face sank.

Yes!

If those people have time to put the living people into the soil for safety, they will also have time to clean up the palace, and they will not lock themselves in a room.

"Fat man, there are wind lanterns on the walls and pillars, you can see if you can still light them!"

The lights in the room are different from the shark oil lamps outside, because the first reaction of a living person in the room is to turn off the lights and sleep, so it shouldn't be used for kerosene that is immortal.