The scene in front of him completely exceeded Qi Yun's expectations.

The whole room was gloomy, covered with dust, and spider webs everywhere. I don’t know how many years no one has lived there. It’s not the same place as during the day.

All the figures of Li Qing and others disappeared, except for a few pieces of clothes left on the hanger, there were not even a footprint on the ground.

Qi Yun's heart sank, and knew it was broken, so he rushed to his room quickly.

As soon as I came in, my room changed completely, with dust filling, spider webs spreading, a strong smell of mold on the bed, and a few dead mice were lying there.

There were several plates on the table, all of which were food delivered by the waiter before.

However, the scene on the plate almost made Qi Yun vomit.

A few pieces of carrion were placed there, with white maggots squirming on it, but fortunately I didn't eat it before.

He only took a look and grabbed the steel knife and rushed out of the door.

This is definitely an illusion, everything before is fake.

Qi Yun rushed out of the door and ran downstairs.

The first floor is even darker, with the two doors closed tightly, and the windows were nailed by wooden boards. Some things could barely be seen through the faint light.

The lobby was even more chaotic, with all kinds of wine jars, jars, and spider webs scattered everywhere, and there was a long corridor on the left that stretched all the way inside.

Qi Yun's eyes became gloomy, and he grabbed the steel knife tightly and walked towards the long corridor.

A faint smell of rotten smell mixed with the damp and moldy smell came continuously, and there were sharp insects in the corner, like the chirping of some centipedes.

Suddenly, he felt as if he had stepped on something and looked down.

A piece of white human hand bones lay there, covered with mosquitoes and stench.

He looked away and continued to walk into the corridor.

The corridor is not long, about twenty meters long, with rooms on both sides. Most of the doors are damaged, and there are several still intact and tightly closed.

He gently pushed open the closed doors, and a pungent stench hit the shop. With the help of the faint moonlight, he could barely see more than a dozen corpses lying inside, which looked a bit old.

Qi Yun's face looked even more ugly.

He searched for each guest room, but he never found Li Qing and others.

Suddenly, a strange noise came from behind him, and he suddenly turned around.

At the end of the corridor, a black shadow rushed over quickly.

"who!"

Qi Yun shouted loudly and quickly chased after him.

After rushing out of the corridor, the black shadow had already disappeared. He took out the fire note and shone it on the ground. Two faint footprints spread up the stairs along the stairs.

Qi Yun followed the footprints.

There are three floors in the inn. In addition to the Qinglong Gang, there are other men from the rivers and lakes living on the entire second floor. However, all the men were gone when they opened the door.

The footprints extend to the third floor.

He walked to the third floor, and there were relatively fewer rooms on the third floor, with only seven rooms.

The doors of his room were opened, and it was broken inside, and the moisture was swelling. The hunchbacked old man, the lame old man and the young man in white who had come in and moved in, were all gone.

The footprints on the ground extended to the innermost room and parked outside the room. The two doors were tightly closed, giving people a feeling that the black shadow seemed to be hiding here.

Qi Yun put away the fire pie, looked cold, pulled out the steel knife with his right hand, and slowly pushed open the door with his left hand.

The yin energy was so thick that it was black. As the door pushed bigger and bigger, there was no trace of the figure. Soon the door was completely opened.

Qi Yun narrowed his eyes.

No one?

call!

At this moment, a black shadow rushed out from behind like a ghost, almost to the extreme, and directly grabbed his back.

Qi Yun turned around like lightning, and 3 points of energy instantly wrapped around the steel knife, and swept across with one knife.

puff!

The knife directly cut into the abdomen of the black shadow, and bursts of blue smoke came out, making a hissing sound, and the black shadow made a harsh scream.

Two cold lights burst out from Qi Yun's eyes.

It's that waiter!

The waiter was hit by him with a stroke of pain, and he grabbed the steel knife with both hands and pulled it out with all his strength. But immediately after Qi Yun exerted his strength with both hands, the entire steel knife was cut directly from the waiter's waist and abdomen.

puff!

The waiter was swept into two pieces on the spot, but no blood flowed out.

After the two pieces of body break, they hit the ground and turned into two pieces of white paper.

To be precise, a piece of paper man was cut off in half.

Qi Yun frowned and picked up a piece of white paper on the ground with a steel knife.

This is too weak.

Is this a demon?

But why is there no blood?

boom!

Suddenly, a low voice sounded outside the inn, as if something had exploded.

Qi Yun quickly rushed to the window on one side and looked outside.

Fires were rising in the distance, and several figures were appearing, as if some war was taking place.

He was shocked and saw a hunchbacked old man flashing in the distance, jumping out of the window on the third floor, his feet firmly landing on the ground, grabbed the steel knife, and quickly approached the place where the battle was fought.

At this time, the scene on the street was completely beyond Qi Yun's expectations.

The other families in the town have all changed. The houses are like that inn, and they are covered with dust. There are many paper people lying on the streets, some are penetrated by their foreheads, some are burnt, and some are cut into pieces, with dozens of pieces.

He looked at the houses, his heart was surging, and he suddenly understood.

These paper people are the former townsmen?

All paper people become?

What kind of weird method is this?

Qi Yun controlled the sound of footsteps and rushed past quickly.

The center of the town.

The shopkeeper coughed up blood in his mouth, stood on a small roof, his face pale, and he looked at the three people opposite him with a pair of extra-large scissors, and smiled and said, "I didn't expect that Zhou Bucai, I, had today. It's a great honor to let three masters deal with me at the same time. I know what your purpose is. To be honest, I have lived here for more than ten years, and I have indeed found a clue. I can tell you, but you have to save my life, otherwise I would rather take this secret than tell me."

Opposite him, three figures stood in three directions.

All of them were seen by Qi Yun during the day.

One is the hunchbacked old man, and the other is the lame old man.

Another one is the young man in white.

However, the current state of the three of them made Qi Yun feel dark.

Half of the hunchbacked old man was covered in black air, his face was pale and he had a strange smile. He also put a black iron jar beside him. The jar was rustling, and he didn't know what was filled.

The old man at the foot of the slope was leaning on a bamboo pole, and his body was filled with a hazy green light. He was wearing a wide-sleeved robe, and had an indescribable mysterious temperament.

The young man in white robe held a folding fan in his hand, and the clouds were calm and the wind was gentle. He gently sang the folding fan, but his lower body was covered by a red flame, and his lower body seemed to be completely made of fire.

Qi Yun's heart was surging.
Chapter completed!