Slaying God: I, the insane and witty god

Chapter 275: Exploring the Secrets of the Ghostly Palace

Baili Pang'er's fat body rushed straight into the depths of the hall like a meat bomb.

He laughed strangely as he walked, as if there was some priceless treasure hidden there, waiting for him to discover.

"Hey, wait for me!"

Seeing this, An Yuqing hurriedly followed. She still had great trust in Baili Panger's treasure hunting radar.

"Do you think there might be some kind of trap inside?"

Li Yangde scratched his head and followed An Yuqing closely.

Cao Yuanhai also became extremely alert, fearing that he might accidentally step into a trap.

The four of them walked carefully through the long corridor, and at the end was a tightly closed stone door.

"Fatty, the door is locked!"

An Yuqing took a step forward and knocked on the stone door, which made a dull echo.

"It looks like it can only be opened from the inside."

"Hey, interesting!"

Baili Pang'er rubbed his hands, looking excited.

"Can't open it from the outside? Doesn't that mean there's something good inside?"

Li Yangde swallowed his saliva. This fat man was really obsessed with treasure hunting.

"Are you sure there's something good in there? And not some trap?"

As he spoke, he reached out to pull at the stone door in disbelief, but the stone door did not move at all, as if it were welded shut.

"Alas, it seems that I can only go in and take a look."

Cao Yuanhai sighed.

"Everyone, be careful and don't be careless."

Everyone took a deep breath, pushed open the stone door, and a cold breath hit them in the face.

Behind the stone gate is an empty hall. In the center of the hall, a huge throne comes into view.

"What the hell is this? A chair this big?!"

Baili Pang'er's eyes were wide open, and he circled around the throne like a curious baby.

"Tsk, Fatty, you haven't seen the world."

Cao Yuanhai curled his lips and walked forward to observe carefully.

"This should be the throne where ghosts and gods sit. Tsk, it's really majestic."

At this moment, An Yuqing lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking about.

"Yu Qing, what are you thinking about?" Cao Yuanhai couldn't help but ask.

An Yuqing frowned and pointed at the surrounding walls and said, "Do you think... the color of the walls of this bedroom is a bit strange?"

Cao Yuanhai was stunned for a moment, and looked around, then he noticed that the walls of the bedroom were

It is a slightly eerie blue-gray color, and in the dim light, it looks eerie and scary.

"It's a bit strange. This color...how can I describe it? It's a bit like..."

He racked his brain for the right adjective.

"Like the color of a tomb passage."

An Yuqing added,

"Also, I remember when we came in, the palace walls outside were the normal white marble color. How come they turned into this bluish-gray color when we got here?"

Cao Yuanhai was also stunned. He scratched his head.

"This... I really didn't notice it. Could it be that this bedroom is built with special materials?"

An Yuqing shook her head. "I always feel that this color is like... the style of Fengdu."

"Fengdu?!"

Fatty Baili exclaimed, "You mean, the underworld?!"

His fat body trembled, and he subconsciously hugged himself tightly.

"No way, we haven't accidentally entered the underworld, have we?"

"What are you thinking about, Fatty?" Cao Yuanhai rolled his eyes at him unhappily.

"This is the sleeping place of ghosts and gods, not the palace of Yama. But..."

He paused. This ghost and god's bedroom was strange in every way. It was not impossible that it was related to Fengdu.

An Yuqing continued, "Also, there is another suspicious point."

"Fengdu is the legendary capital of the underworld, and the emperors of the Han Dynasty all pursued immortality."

"If the Han Dynasty emperor, in pursuit of immortality, reached some kind of contract with Fengdu..."

"hiss--"

Cao Yuanhai took a breath of cold air.

"You mean, this ghost and god's bedroom is actually..."

"and many more!"

An Yuqing suddenly interrupted him,

"If that's the case, then what's the purpose of building the wall?"

"Is it to prevent the ghosts from Fengdu from escaping?"

Cao Yuanhai fell into deep thought. After a moment, he suddenly raised his head, a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

"No! If it's really to prevent ghosts from escaping, the wall should be built around Fengdu, not..."

His voice suddenly stopped, his eyes fell on the throne, his expression became extremely solemn,

"Could it be..."

Cao Yuanhai slapped his thigh suddenly, "I understand! This wall is not to prevent things from running out, but to prevent things from running in!"

"What the hell?"

Baili Pang'er was confused.

"Isn't this wall built here to keep things inside? How did it become a way to prevent things from escaping?"

"Stupid you!"

Cao Yuanhai explained with a look of regret,

"Think about it, if this ghost palace is really related to Fengdu, then this wall was built here to protect the things inside and prevent it from being captured by Fengdu's ghosts!"

"But……"

An Yuqing frowned,

"This timeline doesn't match! The Han Dynasty is more than 2,000 years old."

"If this wall is meant to protect something, how long can it possibly live? Even a thousand-year-old turtle wouldn't live that long!"

"Yu Qing, have you ever thought of a possibility..."

Cao Yuanhai swallowed his saliva and lowered his voice.

"Before the fog descended, there were already some mysterious powers in this world that we were unaware of?"

An Yuqing was stunned. She thought about it carefully. If it was really as Cao Yuanhai said, then everything seemed to be explained.

"But if this mysterious power really exists, why isn't Daxia in chaos?"

"perhaps……"

Cao Yuanhai took a deep breath and said slowly,

"Perhaps, we have always been protected by the gods, but we just don't know it..."

An Yuqing looked at Cao Yuanhai in shock. She had never thought that

This seemingly nonchalant man could actually say such shocking words.

"OK OK,"

Cao Yuanhai saw that the atmosphere was a little solemn and waved his hand quickly.

"Let's not talk about this for now. The most urgent thing is to find a way to leave here!"

"Yes, yes, let's go out first!"

Baili Pang'er quickly agreed, saying that he didn't want to be trapped in this gloomy and terrifying place.

The four of them walked around the huge throne and came to the back hall of the bedroom.

The rear hall is much smaller than the front hall, but it is filled with many exquisite furnishings.

There are antique screens, exquisitely carved tables and chairs, and a wide variety of antique calligraphy and paintings.

Fatty Baili looked around curiously, "I say, could this be the bedroom of a ghost or god?"

"Bedroom? You thought it was the presidential suite?"

Cao Yuanhai rolled his eyes.

"This is the bedroom! Do you know what bedroom is? It's where the ancient emperors slept!"

Baili Panger smiled awkwardly and touched his nose.

"It's all the same, it's all the same, it's all a place to sleep..."

As he spoke, his eyes darted around, searching for something valuable.

An Yuqing walked to a huge bookshelf and carefully examined the files on it.

These files look very old, the paper is yellowed, and some are even badly damaged.

"These files may be able to unlock the secrets of the ghost and god's bedroom..."

She reached out and took down a file, gently blowing away the dust on it.

"Yu Qing, be careful!"

Cao Yuanhai reminded,

"If it's some kind of hidden weapon, it will be troublesome."

An Yuqing nodded and carefully unfolded the file.

The file was densely covered with ancient characters. Everyone gathered around, but no one could understand what was written on it.

"What the hell is this written on?"

Fatty Baili scratched his head and said, "It's like a ghost painting."

"It seems to be... some kind of ancient writing?" Li Yangde guessed.

At this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the distance.

Everyone was shocked and immediately became alert.

"What's that sound?" Fatty Baili asked nervously.

"It seems... someone is coming!" Cao Yuanhai's face was solemn.

At the same time, Lin Qiye and Wu Hen were dodging groups of paper ghost soldiers and heading towards Baili Panger and others.

"Oh my god, this paper man is pretty fierce!" Wu Hen complained while dodging.

"Stop talking nonsense and let's go!" Lin Qiye pulled Wu Hen and quickly walked through the corridors.

Judging from the route, Baili Pang'er and the others should have entered the ghost and god's bedroom.

"I hope they are okay..." Lin Qiye said in his heart.

Inside the bedroom, An Yuqing suddenly exclaimed, "What's written here... is a sacrificial ceremony!"

"Sacrificial ceremony?" Everyone looked at her in confusion.

An Yuqing pointed at the words on the file, his face pale.

"This records an ancient sacrificial ritual that can... revive ghosts and gods!"

"Resurrecting ghosts and gods?!" Everyone gasped.

An Yuqing continued, "Moreover, this ritual requires... human sacrifice!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the door of the bedroom was suddenly slammed open with a "bang", and a group of paper ghost soldiers rushed in.

"Oh no! We're surrounded!" Cao Yuanhai shouted, drew his weapon and prepared to fight.

"It's over, it's over, Barbie Q is gone..." Fatty Baili said with a sad face.

An Yuqing tightly grasped the file in his hand.

"Yu Qing!"

Cao Yuanhai screamed and wanted to rush over to save her, but was entangled by more paper ghost soldiers.

At this critical moment, a figure suddenly fell from the sky and kicked away the paper ghost soldiers that were rushing towards An Yuqing.

"Hey, everyone, I'm late!" Wu Hen said with a smile.

Lin Qiye followed closely behind, waving the long sword in his hand, and instantly cut down a group of paper ghost soldiers.

"Qi Ye!" An Yuqing shouted in surprise.

Lin Qiye nodded at her, "Are you okay?"

An Yuqing shook his head.

"I'm fine, but..."

She looked at Cao Yuanhai and the others who were surrounded by the paper soldiers, "They..."

Lin Qiye's eyes flashed, "Wu Hen, cover me!"

"no problem!"

Wu Hen snapped his fingers.

"Look at me!" he said, pulling out a handful from his pocket...

Melon seeds?

"What are you doing?" Lin Qiye looked confused.

Wu Hen chuckled,

"Of course I'll eat some melon seeds and watch the show!" He said, cracking a melon seed, and then...