webnovelfull Chapter 299 This is true!
Chapter 299 This is true!
Lin Feihong's eyes turned cold, and he looked around vigilantly, "Yeah, I felt it too, there's something wrong with the Yin energy."
Chen Yile frowned, reached out and took out the soul-calming bell he carried with him, and whispered, "Try this first."
He shook it gently, and the bell made a crisp sound. However, at that moment, a vague black shadow suddenly appeared in the air behind him.
"Snapped!"
The evil ghost was shocked by the soul-calming bell and revealed its true form, and pounced on them with its fangs and claws bared.
Lin Feihong's expression changed, and he drew a golden sword from his waist without hesitation. With a flash of cold light, he rushed forward first.
"Hiss—it's coming so fast!" Chen Yile held the soul-calming bell tightly.
While quickly taking a few steps back, he continued to explain to the camera: "Everyone, this time we really encountered an evil spirit, don't blink!"
The barrage instantly swiped the screen like crazy:
"What a ghost?!"
"Run, Brother Chen!"
"Brother Feihong is so handsome, rushing so fast!"
Lin Feihong slashed at the evil ghost with a sword, and the evil ghost screamed and quickly dodged.
But Lin Feihong had already seen through its trajectory. A golden light burst out from the sword and hit the evil ghost's heart directly. The evil ghost immediately turned into a puff of black smoke and disappeared into the air.
Lin Qingyao stood aside, staring intently at her surroundings with a slightly alert look on her face, ready to take action at any time.
But he relaxed only after seeing Lin Feihong get rid of the evil ghost so neatly.
Chen Yile let out a long sigh and said with a smile, "Everyone, this haunted house is not ordinary. We really encountered a monster. Brother Feihong's Golden Money Sword is really powerful. It took care of it easily."
The barrage exploded at this time:
"Brother Feihong is awesome!"
"Brother Chen, are you okay? You almost scared me to death just now!"
"This haunted house is so real, so exciting!"
The three of them stopped to tidy up.
Then, the three of them continued to move forward. The atmosphere of the haunted house became more and more eerie, and the dim lights shone on the uneven walls.
It was as if every crack held an unknown terror. A massive iron gate loomed ahead, with four characters inscribed on it: Eighteen Levels of Hell.
When Chen Yile saw these words, he smiled gently, waved to his fans, and began to explain.
"Brothers and sisters, this is the legendary Eighteen Levels of Hell. In ancient mythology, wicked people were sent to hell after death, and each level would receive different punishments."
"I remember that these eighteen levels included mountains of swords and seas of fire, tongue pulling, and iron trees. These were extremely horrific punishments."
"However, today we are not just here to see it. The little devil will not let us visit quietly!"
Lin Feihong's expression was slightly tense. He clenched the magic weapon in his hand and whispered to Lin Qingyao and Chen Yile beside him.
"Be careful, the haunted house is too realistic, and I'm afraid the ghosts will 'come back to life'."
Lin Qingyao snorted lightly, and raised the corner of her mouth slightly, "If they dare to come, I'd like to see how hard my fists and feet are."
They pushed open the iron door, and behind it was a winding staircase leading directly to the dim underground below.
The air was filled with a pungent smell of blood, the surrounding walls were covered with twisted skull decorations, and the lights flickered, as if something was always peeping at them in the dark.
As they stepped onto the first floor, a vast scene appeared before their eyes.
There were huge iron hooks hanging on the surrounding walls, and a blurry shadow was hanging on each hook. The sound of shrill screams could be heard faintly.
The ground was covered with broken chains and bloody torture instruments, and in the center of the scene was a huge iron pot with boiling oil in it.
Chen Yile immediately entered the anchor mode.
"Look everyone, this should be the Tongue-Pulling Hell. Legend has it that this place is specifically for punishing sinners who tell lies and slander others."
"These devils would pull out the tongues of sinners and then make them burn in a cauldron of oil."
Before he finished speaking, the shadows beside the iron pot began to move, and several hideous-looking ghosts crawled out from the corner.
Holding sharp pliers in his hands, he pounced on them viciously.
"Be careful!" Lin Feihong immediately used the talisman in his hand. A golden light flashed at his fingertips and he swung it forward violently.
The talisman paper instantly burned in the air, turning into a flame barrier that blocked the little ghost rushing towards it.
There was a flash of fire, and several little ghosts screamed and retreated, but they did not disappear completely. Instead, they rushed up even more frantically.
"These guys are really tenacious!" Lin Feihong snorted coldly.
He quickly took out a new talisman, quickly formed seals with his hands, and the talisman turned into a flash of lightning!
It hit one of the imps. The imp was struck by the lightning and instantly turned into ashes.
At this moment, the remaining little ghosts quickly dispersed and pounced on Lin Qingyao and Chen Yile.
"It's too late for you, let me do it!" Lin Qingyao was agile and suddenly jumped up and kicked directly at the little ghost who was rushing towards her.
She was extremely fast and hit one of the little ghosts on the head with one punch. Immediately, the sound of bones breaking was heard.
Then, she rolled over and kicked with her legs in a series, instantly kicking the other kid several meters away, throwing him hard against the wall and disappearing into the darkness.
"What a neat kick!" The barrage of comments exploded instantly.
Many viewers exclaimed in amazement.
"Lin Qingyao is so cool!"
"Every punch hits the flesh, I love it!"
Lin Qingyao was not moved at all. She wiped the sweat from her forehead with her hand, her eyes as calm as usual: "These little brats are nothing more than that."
They continued to walk down, and the scene in front of them changed again. The ground around them was covered with sharp blades.
The blade gleamed a cold, eerie light under the dim light. This level was the legendary Hell of Knives.
"Sinners would be forced to crawl barefoot across a mountain of knives, each step akin to torture."
Chen Yile continued to explain as he walked, seemingly not frightened at all by the scene before him.
However, just as he finished speaking, the blade on the ground suddenly trembled.
A gust of cold wind swept past, and several little ghosts holding long knives jumped out from the ground, rushing towards them with ferocious faces.
"You come really fast this time!" Lin Feihong sneered.
The talisman in his hand flew out again. This time he did not use fire, but instead cast a wind-based Taoist spell.
The talisman turned into a whirlwind in the air, rolling up the dust and debris on the ground and slamming hard into the little ghosts.
The little ghosts were sucked into the whirlwind, blades flew everywhere, and screams rang out one after another.
"Beautiful!" The barrage exploded again, and the audience exclaimed in amazement.
"Brother Feihong's method is amazing!"
“It really feels like watching a fantasy film!”
However, a little ghost who had escaped the net quietly circled behind Lin Feihong and slashed at his back with the long knife in his hand.
"Feihong, be careful!" Lin Qingyao was quick-eyed and quick-handed, and suddenly kicked the little ghost away.
She then flew up and punched the kid hard in the face when she landed.
The little ghost wailed and instantly turned into black smoke and disappeared.