Zongman: This Holy Lord just wants friendly communication

"I'm willing to do that, though."

"Take it away."

"and."

"I wouldn't do that."

"please."

"Do not."

"but."

"Do not."

The members of the Black Hand Gang watched the two people pushing and pulling each other, looking at each other with helplessness, as if they were watching a ridiculous farce.

"Well……"

Mr. Lin was silent for a moment, then a smile broke out on his face, and he said in a gentle tone: "The customer is always right."

After saying that, he raised his hand and pointed. The assistant understood and carried the things and walked towards the three-wheeled cart.

"Since you have decided, we will settle the bill when you are satisfied."

Mr. Lin bowed and invited us in with great courtesy.

Chapter 139 Entering the Castle

"I hope you will have a great time here with us."

Just at this moment, a flash of lightning in the sky looked like a dancing silver snake, illuminating the night sky in an instant.

Then there was a loud "crack" of thunder, as if the wrath of heaven, shaking the earth slightly.

Afen led a few people up the stairs leading to the castle gate, while Mr. Lin led his assistant on a simple three-wheeled cart and slowly left.

Selecting treasures in this gloomy castle is undoubtedly an arduous and time-consuming task. The long night is enough for them to explore in depth, but no one knows whether they can survive until dawn the next day.

Mr. Lin looked back at the castle with a complicated look, as if he was hiding endless thoughts.

After his teacher passed away, his many years of career as an antique dealer allowed him to meet countless people. He also had some knowledge of magic and had dealt with nobles, royal families, and even wizards.

He could tell at a glance that these people were no good people. They must be tough guys operating in the gray area. He was really surprised that they didn't drive here.

Riding on the winding, narrow mountain road, the hairy assistant couldn't bear it, and turned back and whispered: "Should we... warn them?"

Although he looked ugly, he still had a conscience in his heart and could not bear to see these people buried in the castle.

Furthermore, if they died here, the owner of the castle might have more dead souls under his command. After that horrible creature sucked the blood of the strong man, its strength would certainly increase greatly. By then, no one would be able to get close to the castle even during the day, let alone at night.

"Don't be silly. If they knew what was hidden inside, they would never be able to sell these antiques."

Mr. Lin frowned, looked serious, and looked at his assistant sharply.

"That thing killed my teacher's family. If it weren't for the teacher who risked his life to cast forbidden magic, sacrificed his entire family, sealed it in the castle, and cast layers of righteous magic on the coffin and suppressed it with holy locks, how would we have the chance to make money from the castle relics? Do you want to wait for the buyer to come and be sucked dry by the vampire that breaks out of the coffin?"

"Do not……"

The assistant trembled all over, his legs became weak, and he hurriedly increased the speed, and the three-wheeled vehicle sped all the way.

"Ah."

Mr. Lin nodded slightly and sighed.

If he wasn't in financial difficulty, why would he be willing to take such a risky move?

That year, my teacher's family died tragically, and my fellow apprentices also fell down on that horrific rainy night with thunder and lightning. I was lucky enough to escape because I was still young and inexperienced.

Recalling the past, he shuddered violently and took a long breath to calm himself.

But if my senior brothers were still alive, although I could continue to study magic, how could I have the opportunity to strike out on my own and lay this foundation with the legacy of my teacher?

I just hope these shady customers can take the fatal coffin away with them to avoid endless troubles.

While I was daydreaming, I had already reached the river.

“Lin…Lin…”

The assistant's frightened voice suddenly sounded, like the cry of an owl in the night, revealing endless panic.

"what happened?"

Mr. Lin, who was immersed in his thoughts, frowned and looked up. The next moment, a look of horror also appeared on his face, and he cried out in surprise: "What is this!"

Before my eyes, the river water seemed to be boiling, surging with strange black foam and bubbling with pungent green smoke.

It is like a black river cursed by the devil, emitting a suffocating evil breath.

And on the surface of the river, there were faintly a few pairs of green eyes flickering, as if they were hunters hiding in the dark, staring at them eagerly.

Outside the eerie castle that looked like a devil's cave, the biting cold wind whistled miserably like a resentful ghost, and every sound seemed to hit people's hearts, bringing a bone-chilling chill.

Ah Fu and his companions were filled with extreme anxiety, as if they were a group of adventurers who had accidentally entered a forbidden area. Their steps were unsteady, but they had to muster up their courage. They stepped over the rotten, creaking threshold and slowly entered the deep interior of the castle.

Everyone held flashlights tightly in their hands; the pale light was like the light of hope struggling in desperation, trying to pierce through the thick and heavy darkness.

The spare flashlight hanging beside him had a dark metal shell that emitted an icy, chilling luster under the dim light.

Not long after Mr. Lin left quietly like a ghost, the black shadow ninja appeared silently, hidden in the folds of darkness, like the most mysterious butler in the dark night.

All equipment was accurately deployed, and then it disappeared into the endless night again, leaving no trace, as if it had never appeared.

The ancient castle seemed to be under a vicious curse from the god of darkness. The deep night was like an airtight lead curtain, pressing down heavily. The moonlight was like a frightened elf, fearing the corrupt and resentful thoughts emanating from this gloomy place, and not a single bit of it could penetrate the thick walls.

The castle was dead silent, like a vacuum forgotten by time, without even a flickering candle.

The thick darkness was like materialized ink, sticky, wet and cold, wrapping everyone tightly. Every inch of the air was filled with the smell of decay and death, as if the foul air in a decayed ancient tomb had lingered for thousands of years, making people almost suffocate.

"That Mr. Lin, don't you want to light a lamp here? Isn't this a bit strange?"

Lasu muttered something in a low voice, but the sound was lost in the silent corridor of the castle, which was like a sound-absorbing black hole.

But it was suddenly amplified several times, as if a loudspeaker was instantly installed next to the mouth. The buzzing sound resounded through the four walls, creating layers of echoes, shocking everyone's heart so much that they suddenly contracted and cold sweat broke out.

"Idiot! Be quiet!"

Ah Fu turned his head instantly, his eyes flashing with ferocity, like an angry wolf king, and he squeezed out this curse viciously from between his teeth. His voice was extremely low, but it revealed a majesty that could not be disobeyed.

He frowned, glanced at his companions who looked frightened and at a loss, like lost lambs, and got angry. He secretly said, "What a bunch of losers. Where is the fierceness you boast about in the past? Now you are no different from weak lambs and chickens and dogs!"

Then, he quickly lowered his voice, as if squeezed out from between his teeth, and ordered: "Go and light all the candles first, don't grope around in the dark, or you'll attract some unclean things!"

His eyes swept across everyone's faces one by one, and Ah Fu, like a general commanding a huge army, calmly ordered: "Leave two people to guard here and arrange a retreat for everyone, just in case."

"If we get caught, we'll be finished!"

"Who wants to stay here?"

As soon as Ah Fu finished speaking, Yadi jumped out like a triggered spring, her voice trembling slightly with excitement, echoing far away in the empty castle.

Ah Fu glared at him fiercely, his eyes were like sharp arrows that had materialized into something. Yadi shut up instantly and shrank her neck, but she still tried to signal him with her eyes frantically, wanting to stay at the gate.

"Who else wants to stay?"

Ah Fu lowered his voice again, controlling the volume just right so that only a few people around him could hear it clearly.

"I'll stay too."

I hesitated for a moment and spoke slowly. There was some reluctance in my voice, but I knew that this had to be done.

Chapter 140 Exploration

"Okay, you two, guard the gate. If there's any disturbance, call for help immediately, open the door and let us out. Don't block the road. Do you understand?"

Ah Fu stared at the two of them with sharp eyes. Yadi nodded desperately like a chicken pecking at rice, and the other one also nodded in response.

"Okay, everyone else follow me."

Ah Fu took the lead, and the strong light of the flashlight was like a sword at dawn, boldly cutting through the darkness in front of them and illuminating a small area.

As the light flashed, a figure appeared in the hall behind him. It looked like a warehouse of old items that had been abandoned for a thousand years. Miscellaneous items were piled up like mountains and scattered in a mess. Thick dust covered the place like a blanket. It was obvious that no one had touched or taken care of it for a long time.

On one side of the wall, there is a long and narrow staircase winding around, like a secluded path leading to an unknown demonic realm. It is hidden in the darkness and leads to the second floor of the castle.

At the corner of the stairs, various small parts were scattered around to form a small hill, with spider silk entwined layer by layer, like a fine fishing net. Several spiders were quietly lurking on it, like gatekeepers hidden in the dark.

On the walls of the ancient castle, several dull oil paintings were hung crookedly. The frames were rotten, and some of the nails had fallen off. The paintings were barely held together by a single nail, and were precarious.

Interspersed among them are tattered and messy specimens of animal heads, with exposed fangs, empty eyes, and ferocious faces that reveal the ferocity of past hunting, but now only sad and lonely, as if they were ghosts frozen in time.

Spider silk spreads wantonly in every corner, like a strange curtain; the dust on the floor is thick, enough to be the size of a finger, and when a flashlight is swept across, several orderly groups of footprints quietly emerge, as if silently telling the traces of visitors who once lived in the castle.

"Ok?"

The beam of Ah Fu's flashlight suddenly froze, his brows furrowed, and he stared at the ground.

The footprints there were small and messy, out of tune with the orderly traces around them, as if a naughty child had jumped around wantonly and then disappeared, leaving only this strange trace.

"What's wrong, Ah Fu? What did you find?"

Someone next to him asked nervously.

Ah Fu was silent for a moment, full of doubts, but finally shook his head: "Nothing, everyone should be alert, remember the direction and retreat route, don't panic when the time comes, running around will only make you lose your life!"

Glancing at the people behind him, Ah Fu lowered his voice, gave instructions with a serious look, and pondered in his heart.

It is difficult to tell whether the Holy Lord's words are true or false, but it is better to believe them. Vampires are definitely not good people. Whether the coffin can lock up the evil creature and whether holding the breath can conceal the tracks, everything is unknown. If there is any mistake, it will be a dead end.

Outside the castle, dark clouds were hanging lower and lower like inky black rocks, dull and depressing. Thunder could be heard rolling in from afar, like the roar of war drums before a storm, foreshadowing a greater crisis to come.

Ah Fu and his companions had no time to care about anything else. With fear in their hearts, they went deeper and deeper into the gloomy maze of the castle.

"The journey of a strong man is like a dangerous road covered with thorns and hidden in the fog under the starry sky. Countless stumbling blocks will always appear suddenly and unexpectedly, blocking the way forward."

Ah Fu is like a towering sculpture of the god of war, with a strong physique, taut muscles, and a strong and powerful aura, just like a majestic tiger roaring proudly in the mountains.

A low, cold snort blew out of his nasal cavity. The sound was like a materialized airflow, carrying a pressure that should not be underestimated, and it echoed slowly in the corridors of the gloomy castle.

At this moment, Ah Fu was actually holding back a raging rage in his heart, like a volcano about to erupt.

He thought to himself, if he hadn't been so worried about these idiots who were always causing trouble instead of helping anything, he wouldn't have accidentally bumped into the vampire's coffin without even noticing it.

He even rashly reached out and pushed open the fatal coffin lid. He had already decisively ordered everyone to scatter and search every corner of the castle as if he was driving his soldiers.