#1098 Golden House (1)

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Seeing that Huo Wenhua had entered, Yang Zimei and Xiao Qianlianyi jumped in regardless.

It's pitch black...

It's like being in a dark cloud, you can't see anything, you can only feel like floating in the cloud.

It's just that the surroundings are very hot, like being close to a stove, which is uncomfortable.

However, this discomfort is not painful.

The body did not feel any burns or scalds, just like a high fever.

Their bodies did not fall down, but were continuously absorbed by a force and drifted in a certain direction...

After about five minutes, the heat on his body disappeared.

Bright eyes!

They had passed through the black chaos and landed on the ground, and the sudden golden light stinged their eyes and almost couldn't open them.

Yang Zimei squinted slightly, opened his eyes slowly to look over, his mouth opened wide unconsciously.

In front of you is a palace.

The walls of this palace are actually all gilded, so there is a glare of golden light.

Xiaoqian also opened his eyes and screamed, "It's really magnificent! A lot of gold! Sister, we can dig a piece and go back, and we can eat, drink and have fun for a long time."

Huo Wenhua also opened his eyes.

He, the rich man, was also stunned by the situation in front of him!

Where is this place?

It is so extravagant that all the walls are covered with gold, and the furniture is also made of gold.

He has always been good at calculating economic costs, but he can't calculate how much the gold in front of him is worth.

Xiaoqian walked over, knocked on the table, and shouted, "It's not actually inlaid with gold, but made of pure gold, it's too extravagant!"

"It's here!"

The bodyless ghost also shouted, and the soul trembled excitedly in the jade, "Behind the screen, my body should be there!"

Yang Zimei listened and turned to the back of the screen, which was also made of pure gold.

Sure enough, there was a headless corpse sitting behind the screen, and the blood on its neck had long since dried.

However, there was no stench or decay, as if it had just died.

Huo Wenhua bent over, pulled up the left hand of the headless corpse, saw the black mole on the heart of his left hand, and burst into tears, "It's really Wendong!"

The bodyless ghost was elated, looking around for another part of his soul.

"Only when you find your head and combine with your body will your soul be complete."

Yang Zimei guessed his thoughts and said to him.

"So that's the case!"

The bodyless ghost said slightly sadly, "But, I don't know why my head is not here."

Regarding the separation of his body and head, Yang Zimei was even more depressed.

Huo Wendong should be an ordinary person.

How could such an ordinary person enter such a place and have his head cut off?

"Sister, there are also headless corpses here!"

Xiaoqian turned to another screen and shouted.

Yang Zimei walked over to take a look, and sure enough there was a headless corpse sitting in the same posture as Huo Wendong.

They searched again and found that there were a total of nine such headless corpses in the golden room, all of them half-sitting behind the screen.

Everyone can't figure out what's going on here.

None of them seemed to be killed suddenly, but as if they were waiting for the fate of being cut off.

Nine bodies are here.

Where are the nine heads?

Neither Yang Zimei nor Xiao Qianlianyi could understand what kind of strange situation this was.

"Master Yang, I want to deal with Wen Dong's body."

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