One Qi Chaoyang

Chapter 383 Chapter 384: Burning in the Light

The corridor was dead silent, with only a blood-red light covering the door at the end of the corridor.

It was depressing, eerie, and strange, as if a huge terrifying thing was locked up inside.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, with golden light shining through them, and stared at the door.

The footsteps moved slightly, one step, two steps.

Zhao Fuyun walked towards the door and decided to take a look. He wanted to get closer, see clearly, and feel the door for himself.

However, when he took the third step, he heard the sound of nails scratching the glass window from the window beside him.

His steps couldn't help but stop.

He didn't know what the person in the window meant. Was he reminding him not to get close to that door?

At times like this, some of the worries in his mind would always come to his mind first.

He couldn't help but stop and take a step back. He moved closer to the window and shone the light inside again. Then he saw a dark shadow lying on the glass window.

"Who are you?" Zhao Fuyun asked again.

This time he heard an answer, but the answer sounded like there was something in the mouth, or like the person was talking in water. It was so vague that he couldn't understand it at all. He even felt that the person inside was talking like a wild beast.

Zhao Fuyun brought the lamp close to the glass, and the light seeped into it, illuminating the other person's outline.

A black shadow with disheveled hair was lying on the glazed window. His two hands were on the window and his mouth was on the glazed window. You could see it opening and closing very quickly, as if he was repeating a word.

But when this word reached Zhao Fuyun's ears, it changed, became strange, like an incantation, like a curse.

Zhao Fuyun only felt a cold wind blowing all around him, and it seemed that the blood-red lanterns that were dormant in the corridor were glowing with a strange red light at this moment, as if they were about to wake up.

Zhao Fuyun felt that these blood-red lanterns were like blood-red eyes.

Zhao Fuyun had a feeling of a gloomy wind blowing and a cold evil rising.

He immediately turned the light back, and the shadow on the window disappeared, and the vague and strange sound echoing in the long corridor disappeared immediately.

Zhao Fuyun used the Taiyue Zhenshen method to suppress his mind and burned his body with true fire. Every pore in his body was illuminated by the fire, and every thought was passed through by the fire. After he was sure that there was no problem with him, he stopped caring about it.

If someone saw him, they would only see that his whole body suddenly brightened up, and then quickly disappeared.

He opened his mouth and took a breath, and the lamp and the light in his hand turned into a ball of thick fire and flowed into his mouth.

Zhao Fuyun stood there, his figure becoming fainter and fainter, as if he had merged into the void. As he performed the Taixu Shadowless Tribulation Technique, his ears were no longer silent.

I heard a sound in my ears for some reason.

The sound was hazy at first, but as he concentrated his attention, he began to hear it clearly.

It seemed like someone was talking, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

The sound seemed to linger in this void, as if imprinted in time, space and darkness.

The darkness outside the corridor gave people a feeling as if they were walking into a quagmire. His spiritual sense told him that it was best not to leave the corridor.

At this time, the sound of a person's breathing became clearer and clearer. The person seemed very nervous. Slowly, he saw a person walking quickly from the other end of the corridor from the darkness.

The man held a lamp in his hand.

This lamp was like a lotus stand, except that the wick was not a flame, but a bead. It was a bead sparkling with silver light, and it was particularly eye-catching in the darkness. Zhao Fuyun even felt a little dazzling when he looked at it.

At the same time, Zhao Fuyun wanted to see the other person's appearance clearly, but he couldn't see it clearly at all. He only saw that the other person was dressed in white. Anyone who could appear here must have a good cultivation base. The magic aura on his body combined with the lotus lamp in his hand made him look like a ball of white light in the darkness, very dazzling.

Zhao Fuyun felt again that the darkness seemed to be corroding him, because he looked very tired, and the Dharma light on his body pressed down on him and did not radiate out, so he could not create a protective area.

He walked in the corridor, came out from the dark fog at one end, walked past Zhao Fuyun, and walked into the fog in front. However, not long after, this person came out again from the place where he came out.

After several times, his breathing became heavier and heavier. He seemed tired and frightened, and his emotions were evident.

Zhao Fuyun found that the other party was also circling in this corridor, unable to walk out. At this moment, he saw this person reaching out to hold the lamp, and the silver light was blocked.

He lowered his head and chanted a spell towards the lotus lantern as if whispering. After a while, he let go of the silver beads on the lantern, and a silver bird flew out.

As the silver bird flew, the silver light on his lamp became dimmer.

The little silver bird was extremely magical, and it actually broke through the dark fog. The man in white followed closely behind with a lantern, and Zhao Fuyun couldn't help but follow him.

Then, he saw the terrifying door at the end that looked like a coffin.

Zhao Fuyun followed behind him and saw clearly that he froze after seeing the door.

He felt that he was afraid, but the silver bird was flying around the door, as if trying to go in.

The man in white seemed extremely hesitant and frightened, but he also seemed to have found his goal. There seemed to be something inside that attracted him, as if the purpose of his coming here was just for this.

He raised the lamp in his hand, and the silver bird landed on the ball of the lamp.

Finally, he couldn't help it and reached out to push the door. The door was not locked and moved when he pushed it. He slowly pushed it open and walked in sideways. Zhao Fuyun looked inside through the half-open door and saw a dressing mirror inside. Two figures were reflected in the mirror. One of the two people was him and the other was a man in white.

The face of the man in white appeared in the mirror very clearly. Zhao Fuyun saw that he was wearing a heavily colored mask. At first glance, he looked like an evil ghost, but Zhao Fuyun felt that it should be some kind of totem.

The man in white also saw the mirror and the person in the mirror. He turned back in horror, but found that there was no one behind him.

But the mirror reflected someone standing behind him, staring at him quietly. He was like a frightened bird, so he immediately ran into the house and closed the door.

Zhao Fuyun stood in front of the door. He was sure that he had just seen something, but he was not sure whether he saw something that had happened here in the past, was happening now, or would happen in the future.

As for the mirror in the room, it reflected both himself and that person in the mirror at the same time, which made him feel a little uncertain.

He calmed himself down, making sure that he was not bewitched by anything, and spit out a ray of light, which landed on his palm. The light surged and accumulated into the shape of a lamp, and then quickly condensed.

The Red Flame Divine Lamp appeared in his hand. The light shone in the darkness and the corridor suddenly became clear. His whole body quickly emerged from the state of nothingness and appeared in the dark and strange corridor.

A solitary lamp and a man in an orange robe stood quietly in front of a terrifying door.

With a lamp in hand, you can illuminate the surroundings and dispel the darkness.

The inexplicable sounds that I had heard before were now completely inaudible. There was only silence. Although I was still in the same position, it felt like I was in two different worlds.

He reached out to push the door, but it wouldn't budge at all, as if it was locked from the inside.

He couldn't help but think of how the man in white opened the door just now. It was extremely easy and it opened with just one push.

He thought about the process carefully and recalled that there was no door god on the door opened by the man in white robe.

He once again looked at the ferocious door god, which showed a man with a black face, round eyes, and a beard. He held a big knife in his hand, which was raised high, and there was a three-headed lion under his crotch.

He shone the light on the door god.

The painting of this door god is not very detailed, but the black ink painted figures and three lions give people a lifelike feeling, as if they jump off the paper.

The light shone on his painting, and the people and lions in the painting seemed to be about to rush out.

He looked at the small words written next to it.

He actually recognized the words, which read: "Burn when exposed to light!"

Before he could hide the light, the painting in front of him was already burning.

In the flames, the door god was burned to ashes and fell down.

His heart was in knots. He didn't understand who had posted this thing here and why it would burn when exposed to light.

But I couldn't think too much at this moment and reached out to push the door.

(End of this chapter)