"Jiuhe, what on earth is going on?"

In the secret room, Lingfeng asked Lord Jiuhe.

"I, I'm afraid of those eyes, they are very similar to my enemy's eyes..." Jiuhe Daojun looked at Ling Feng and the others, hesitated for a moment, and then revealed the secret in his heart.

In the past, Lord Jiuhe's family was bloodbathed by a mysterious man overnight.

He hid in a remote place and was sealed by his family to hide his aura.

He was hiding in that place, watching his family being killed by the mysterious man. The mysterious man was masked. He only saw the mysterious man's eyes, a pair of cold and bloodthirsty eyes.

At that time, Lord Jiuhe was only five years old.

He would never forget those eyes.

And those eyes were deeply engraved in the depths of his soul and became a demonic barrier in his heart.

When he saw the painting of the pair of eyes just now, he immediately thought of those terrifying eyes, awakening the most terrifying memory for him.

Because these eyes reminded him of his parents, his brothers and sisters, and other people in the family... When he was in pain, he was afraid! Even though Daojun Jiuhe has now become a strong Daojun,

But he knew that if he faced the masked killer back then, he would still be no match for him.

Because his grandfather was a strong Taoist back then, but his grandfather was no match for the masked killer.

So he was still afraid of the masked killer.

After learning what happened to Lord Jiuhe, Ling Feng felt a little sad.

He opened his mouth and said to Daojun Jiuhe: "Jiuhe, I should be able to help you seal this memory. Are you willing?"

"seal?"

Lord Jiuhe looked at Ling Feng in surprise. After a moment, he shook his head and said, "Thank you, Master. I don't want to escape. I want to remember this memory forever, and I want revenge!"

Lord Jiuhe's eyes immediately became firm.

"Um!"

Ling Feng nodded slightly, he respected Daojun Jiuhe's choice.

Afterwards, everyone continued shopping on the eighth floor.

In this eighth-floor horror house, even Dong San Daojun and Dugu Yu would be frightened and trembled by the artistic conceptions on some paintings.

But Ling Feng discovered that the fear in the paintings on the eighth floor of the horror house originated from within.

Even he himself has such fear. This fear is not caused by physical defects, but comes from his soul, his own heart, and his own memory.

These fears cannot be solved by Lingfeng using the Xuanling Needle.

After all, his Xuanling Needle is not omnipotent.

The artistic conception of these eighth-grade paintings is much higher than that of those seventh-grade paintings.

After wandering around the horror house on the eighth floor for almost half an hour, Ling Feng and Dugu Yu entered the horror house on the ninth floor, which was also the highest level in the horror house.

After a stick of incense! Ling Feng came down holding the unconscious Dugu Yu, and he himself was pale and sweating profusely.

After coming down from the ninth floor, Ling Feng let go of Dugu Yu.

"Bang!"

Dugu Yu's body was thrown to the ground by Ling Feng.

Ling Feng was also sitting on the ground, exhaling loudly.

"Grandma, these nine-level artistic conception paintings are really terrifying!"

Recalling the experience in the horror house on the ninth floor, Ling Feng is still frightened.

If he hadn't entered the horror house on the ninth floor, Ling Feng wouldn't have known that he had so many things to fear.

One of the most powerful paintings has only one dot! The background of the painting gives people the impression of an endless void.

But in that endless void, there is a point.

When Ling Feng saw that point, he felt as if it was his own incarnation. He immediately felt the endless loneliness rushing into his heart, and then the endless void began to collapse and compress towards that point.

And Ling Feng also felt that the surrounding space was pressing towards him. He began to feel anxious. He wanted to fight, but he could not break free from that feeling. He even thought of committing suicide.

But in that state of mind, he couldn't even commit suicide.

He felt helpless and finally filled with fear.

In the end, if it weren't for the slightest movement from the incense burner in Lingfeng's dantian, which awakened his consciousness, I'm afraid his consciousness would have been crushed in the end.

After resting for a while, he came back to his senses.

He stretched out his hand and tapped Dugu Yu's forehead.

Just now in the horror house on the ninth floor, Dugu Yu saw an egg. In Ling Feng's eyes, that egg was just an ordinary egg. But after Dugu Yu saw the egg, he seemed to see something scary.

He immediately passed out.

In the horror house on the ninth floor, Ling Feng looked at many paintings. These paintings all had one characteristic, that is, they were monotonous.

Some are a stone, some are a ball of fire, some are a drop of water... Although the content seems monotonous, it also echoes the saying "The Greatest Way to Simple".

Although monotonous, it is not simple.

This is the best embodiment of simplicity and conciseness.

"Ah..." Duguyu suddenly let out a scream, then sat up suddenly on the ground and opened his eyes.

His expression looked like he had just had a nightmare.

When he realized that the surrounding environment was different, he gasped for air, and then like the little girl, he reached out and patted his chest and said, "It's so scary! It scared me to death!"

Ling Feng looked at Dugu Yu with a smile on his face and asked, "Can you tell me why you are afraid of that egg?"

"Can...can we not say this?"

Dugu Yu frowned slightly, he really didn't want to tell this secret.

"certainly!"

Ling Feng nodded to Dugu Yu, and then said: "Do you still want to go up and have a look?" "If you want to go, I will accompany you to the end!"

Dugu Yu smiled faintly at Ling Feng.

"Forget it, it's better not to look at this thing!"

Ling Feng shook his head slightly, just try this thing once.

If I tried it again, it would be too exciting.

Recalling the time he was in the horror house on the ninth floor, he was still very scared now.

The fear that comes from loneliness is something he can't resist.

He and Duguyu walked back along the gallery.

Next to the gallery, they saw many people whose faces turned pale with fright, resting next to the corridor.

Soon, the two of them saw Lord Jiuhe and Lord Dongsanda.

The two people were sitting on a bench at the moment, their faces were pale and their bodies were trembling.

It seemed that the two of them must have seen something terrible again just now.

"How about it?

Do you still want to continue?"

After Lingfeng saw Dongsandaojun and Jiuhe Daojun, he immediately asked.

"No, no, no, I won't watch it, it's too scary!"
Chapter completed!