After my rebirth, I married my ex-husband and his uncle

Chapter 382 This scene is too weird

His Majesty should be at the altar, right?
Li Pan walked through the stacked crowd, holding a torch, and walked up the altar step by step with uncertainty in his heart.

When he climbed up to the last step of the altar, he looked up and saw that the huge altar was empty.

nobody?
Li Pan was slightly surprised, the emperor is not here?
But at the moment, there was no light on the altar, and it was very dark, and the torch in Li Pan's hand could barely illuminate a square inch.

Li Pan decided to walk in the middle of the altar.

"Your Majesty? Your Majesty?" Li Pan called out tentatively as he walked towards the middle, "This is Li Pan, Your Majesty, where are you?"

No one responded to Li Pan. Holding the torch, he walked about ten steps away when he suddenly felt something kicked under his feet.

The thing was kicked by Li Pan and rolled forward twice.

ball?How can there be a ball here?Li Pan was surprised.

Curiosity drove him to tilt the torch towards the ground, and looked down to see what was rolling away on the ground.

Seeing this, almost frightened Li Pan to the point where all the hairs on his body trembled on the ground.

Where the flames were shining, on the ground two steps away from him, there was a human head lying on the ground!
The man was lying on the ground with his head on his side, his bundled black hair had been scattered, and between the strands of messy black hair was a pair of wide-open eyes. The unbelievable and unwillingness of the man before his death can be seen in the eyes of the pair of eyes.

"Wang Yan!"

Those familiar gloomy eyes and that overly feminine and fair face were not Li Pan's deadly enemy, Wang Yan.

Li Pan was so astonished looking at the head that he froze in place for a moment, forgetting to react.

He never expected that Wang Yan would die, and he died tragically in such a way of being decapitated.

In the warm light, Wang Yan's head just lay quietly on the ground and looked at him, but it didn't seem to be looking at him.

Although Li Pan is not afraid of ghosts, facing this scene at the moment is also horrifying.

He bowed to Wang Yan's head, and said in a low voice: "Eunuch Wang, I didn't kick you on purpose just now. Your lord has a lot of people. Don't blame me. If you are wronged, you have a debtor. You go to trouble to kill you." , but don't pester me."

After finishing speaking, Li Pan walked around Wang Yan's head carefully, and said at the same time: "I will go to your majesty first, and when I find your majesty, I will definitely come back and let someone collect your body, so that you can be buried as soon as possible for the sake of your life." install."

After all, he was a colleague who looked up and saw him down in the past. Now that he is dead, Li Pan is still willing to help Wang Yan with this matter.

After Li Pan walked around Wang Yan's head, he continued to walk deep into the altar. As he walked, he suddenly kicked something under his feet. Li Pan's feet froze, and then he and the people froze as well.

This... Could it be someone else's head? !

Li Pan felt his scalp go numb, and felt that he was walking on the altar, not on the graveyard.

Helpless, he could only stop again, held up the torch, and looked down.

"Whoo~"

After seeing the situation on the ground, Li Pan breathed a sigh of relief. This time it was not a human head, but a person.

The man lay face down on the ground, making it impossible to tell who he was.

Just looking at this dress...

Monk robes?Or too gorgeous monk robes?

Such a flamboyant and rich monk in the camp didn't think otherwise, only Faheng was alone.

Is it the demon monk Faheng?died?

Li Pan turned the person over carefully from the tiptoes, and saw the old monk was ashamed, his eyes were closed, his face was pale, and he looked like he had gone to the west to see the Buddha.

Is the demon monk really dead?Li Pan muttered to himself.

To be on the safe side, Li Pan squatted down and reached out to feel the pulse on Faheng's neck.

As soon as the hands were put on, the skin under the fingertips was terribly cold. Li Pan already had no hope that Faheng was still alive, and just as he thought, Faheng's pulse had indeed stopped beating.

Li Pan couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy. When he was about to withdraw his hand, he suddenly felt the pulse under his fingertips.

Li Pan:!
not dead? !
Li Pan held his breath and touched for a while, finally aware of Faheng's pulse, which was so weak that it almost didn't beat.

It turned out that he was not dead, Li Pan looked down at Fa Heng who looked like a dead man, and said to himself: But this look is no different from being dead.

Li Pan looked at the old monk on the ground, took out the life-saving pill from his arms, and stuffed it into the old monk's mouth.

Since you are not dead, hang your life first.

After Li Pan fed Faheng the life-saving pill, he bypassed Faheng and continued to walk in.

This time he learned to be smart. He no longer held the torch and walked with his head up. Instead, he tilted the torch, lowered his head and paid attention to his feet, and walked slowly. He didn't want to kick anything again.

And this time, he really didn't kick anything anymore, he saw a strange white figure from behind.

I saw the end of the fire, and there was a figure in a white robe kneeling there.

With his back to Li Pan, the figure knelt down in one direction, his head drooping, and his long, crow-black hair was scattered forward on the ground, completely covering the man's head and face.

He just knelt in the darkness, like a zombie who lost his soul. Li Pan didn't know why, but he always felt that the people over there seemed to have been kneeling for a long, long time, until the soul was withdrawn, leaving only an empty shell alive.

This scene is really too weird, too spooky.

Li Pan swallowed his saliva with a groan, secretly pumped himself up, and decided to go forward to check.

He approached the kneeling figure lightly and slowly. Li Pan's footsteps had probably never been so light in his life. He was afraid that if he made the slightest noise, the person over there would suddenly turn his head back and open his mouth wide open. eat him.

However, none of the scenes he expected appeared, and after a while, he had already turned in front of the white shadow.

But because his hair blocked his face, Li Pan couldn't see who he was.So Li Pan squatted down slowly, held the torch in one hand, and slowly lifted the man's hair with the other.

"Elder Prince?!"

(End of this chapter)