During this process, the cookie's fireball was rotating slightly around her shoulders. Yang Ni looked from bottom to top, which was equivalent to looking from a bright place to a dark place. Therefore, although the distance was close, he still did not see the top of the cave clearly. He just felt that there were shadows, as if there were many sharp rock cones hanging upside down.

However, one thing that can be seen clearly is that the things on the wooden table are indeed big drums standing up on one side.

After more than ten seconds, the two finally approached the top of the wooden platform.

The top was too narrow, so Yang Ni didn't go up. Cookie was petite and stood on it just right.

She reached out and touched the drum face, and said strangely: "Brother Yang, this drum is so soft. Is it a pimple drum?"

Yang Ni was at least 70% sure that this was the case, so he replied, "Don't worry about it or not, just ring it first."

The cookie said "Oh" and lowered her head and looked around, but there was only a lonely drum on the top of the wooden platform, and nothing else was left.

She said to Yang Ni in her spiritual sense again: "No, Brother Yang, you can't beat it without drumsticks."

Yang Ni was stunned. He hadn't considered this issue before and replied: "Then knock it with your hands."

"Oh." Cookie responded, and was about to clench his fists and beat the drums. The young monk who had been under the wooden platform suddenly spoke: "Don't knock it for now, the situation is not right. After you go up, the resentment here will become stronger, all of which are emitted from the top of the cave."

Yang Ni was skeptical about his words. Although he was just a child in his early teens, he had his own extraordinary points to the game with difficulty of 8, and he was also particularly outstanding in the previous duel with Moon Bear. At least he was not as weak as his age showed, so he could not be sure to have any backup plans.

Yang Ni also knew that this young monk was willing to take the initiative to get infected with smallpox in order to save people. If he was a greedy person who was afraid of death, he would definitely not do this. And judging from his cautious words, he would inevitably be wary.

He said to the cookies: "Cookies are waiting for a while, you let the fireball fly high, let's see what's going on at the top of the hole."

The cookie followed the plan, and the fireball broke out from her shoulders and slowly rose into the air.

It didn't matter when he saw this. Cookie was so scared that she immediately closed her eyes, covered her eyes and squatted down, and leaned tightly towards Yang Ni.

It turned out that what Yang Ni mistakenly thought was a rock cone was not a stone, but a corpse!

These corpses hung densely on the top of this wooden platform like bacon, and there were at least hundreds of them.

But if it were just a corpse, Cookie would not be scared like this. After all, she is also an "old player" and has several lives in her hands. But the problem is that these corpse crafts all show a strange purple-red color, some of which look like the skin melts and clings to the muscles.

Each corpse has no eyelids, and its eyeballs are protruding outwards.

Their hands were hung upwards on the rock wall, and their bodies were covered with pustules, rashes, and terrifying.

Even a person like Yang Ni who is calm and composed was scared for a moment.

He looked at the bottom of the wooden platform with a steady mind. When he saw the little monk looking at the top of the cave with horror, he thought for a while and said to the cookie, "It's okay, they are all dead people. We will leave quickly after we beat the drums, it's okay."

Cookie hesitated and said, "Well, these corpses look so familiar."

As she said, she clenched her fist and gently pounded the surface.

Something strange happened, and the drum didn't make any sound.

Cookie was a little anxious. This time, Yang Ni urged her, and she clenched her fists and beat her face toward her drum again.

There was a dull "dong".

Yang Ni asked quickly: "How is it, have you obtained time?"

Cookie shook her head: "No, there is nothing to do with it."

Yang Ni was also a little puzzled. Could it be that this was not a pimple drum? He suggested: "You try to hit it twice."

That's all I can do, and the cookie hit it twice as he said.

"Dong, dong" two drum sounds are very light, not like drum sounds, but a bit like the sound of knocking on the door with your hands.

Yang Ni looked at Cookie in search, but Cookie still shook her head.

In a helpless manner, the little monk below suddenly shouted: "Hey, don't knock again, two donors, it's really wrong. Every time you knock, the resentment here is a bit stronger."

Cookie was upset and shouted to the bottom: "Why are you so superstitious at such a young age? Why don't I feel resentful?"

After saying that, he clenched his fists and kept beating the drums.

Yang Ni was also a little puzzled. Could it be that he was really wrong? This drum is not a pimple drum?

This cave is a bit gloomy, especially after knowing that there are countless strange corpses hanging above the head, this gloomy is even heavier.

He subconsciously looked up at the top of the cave.

The fireball that the cookies released before had become half smaller, but the flames remained.

Yang Ni suddenly realized that although the cookie beats the drums, every time he beats, the corpses on the top of the cave would shake.

Especially after the cookies were connected and knocked, the red corpses on them seemed to be on electricity and twitched constantly.

With a flash of thought, Yang Ni was even more surprised to find that all the corpses' eyes were facing the top of the wooden platform at some point.

The feeling of being watched by more than a hundred corpses covered in pockmarks was extremely strange. He suddenly remembered that he had seen such a thing there.

That’s right, those monsters that resurrected from the dead on the murals in the side hall on the second floor!

Yang Ni hurriedly said, "Cookie, don't knock it first. Look at the corpses on your head. Did they face us before?"

Cookie's observation ability was much better than him. The girl stopped the movements in her hand, looked up intently, thought about it carefully, "I was so scared that I didn't dare to take a closer look, but it probably didn't."

This sentence means not saying it. Yang Ni pondered for a moment and said, "Do you still remember the murals we saw last time? Are the monsters painted on them very similar to those above our heads?"

The cookie had noticed this a long time ago and replied, "Well, it really seems."

Yang Ni continued: "The final plot in the mural is that the Queen of Smallpox casts a spell to eliminate all the skinless corpses covered in pockmarks, and then the rest here is likely to be the last one."

Cookie was so cold that he said that he turned around and said, "So, according to what you said, was the Queen of Smallpox sitting here casting spells?"

Yang Ni nodded: "There is such a possibility, at least it is a symbolic meaning. In this way, this is the altar."

The two of them communicated very quickly, shortly after the little monk called to stop them.

The little monk immediately shouted again: "You look up and see those corpses...the corpses are moving!"
Chapter completed!