Diyang Qingfeng screamed.

"Silence."

Ye Lingyue winked, and Diyang Qingfeng suddenly became speechless.

He covered his hand, and there were a few claw marks on the back of his hand, with bones visible and blood stains on them.

"You dead cat!"

Diyang Qingfeng lowered his voice and glared at Yun Ling fiercely.

Just now, Yun Ling scratched him with a claw.

This cat's speed is too fast, and I can't even dodge it.

"Look."

Ye Lingyue made a gesture, and saw the blood slipping from the back of Diyang Qingfeng's hand and splashing on the wall.

As soon as the blood touched the wall, or to be precise, the ladies on the wall, the blood was quickly absorbed.

The ladies on the walls are more colorful.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, several people wouldn't believe their eyes.

"This...this..."

Diyang Qingfeng suddenly felt a chill on his back.

He took several steps back.

"Something's wrong."

Ye Lingyue seemed to be talking to herself.

"When Xiao Wuji and Princess Xue talked about the Queen's Tomb before, they never mentioned that there are murals here. They both said that the Queen's Tomb is very desolate. Except for wall lamps, it can be said that there are only four walls."

What's going on with these ladies?

"Look at these marks, they were just completed."

Yun Ling narrowed his eyes.

"These ladies seem to be somewhat similar to the Seventy-Two Ladies."

Ye Lingyue looked at the shapes of the ladies, and she thought of the half-finished ladies being carved in Ghost Mountain City.

She vaguely felt that the ladies in front of her were somehow related to the ladies in Ghost Mountain City.

"These murals can also suck blood... aren't they too evil?"

Diyang Qingfeng was still sweating.

He thought these ladies were beautiful just now...

"Do you feel a little nervous?"

Ye Lingyue glanced at Diyang Qingfeng.

Diyang Qingfeng muttered a few words and remained silent.

These ladies do have an extraordinary and coquettish beauty.

"Keep moving forward and avoid eye contact with them."

Ye Lingyue said in a deep voice.

She had a hunch that the Queen's Tomb might have something to do with the Ghost Mountain City...

In Laoshan District, outside the gate of Ghost Mountain City, there was a burst of shouting.

"The ghosts of those gravekeepers are really lingering. They have been guarding outside for several days."

Qianlan Buddha was walking beside Zitang. She glanced at Zitang. The side face of the man next to her looked like it was carved by a miraculous craftsman, with astonishingly perfect proportions.

There is a sense of unreality that makes Buddha Qianlan feel like he is in a dream.

Zitang is really on par with her.

Because of that piece of Buddha wood, Zitang joined the ghost king.

Mr. Ghost has been unable to leave the city these days and rarely even shows up.

They are the only ones in the huge ghost mountain city. This way, they have more chances to get along...

As soon as Qianlan Buddha finished speaking, he heard an annoying "ding-ding-dong-dong" sound.

"I almost forgot, these guys are here too."

The good mood of the Blue Buddha was ruined by these sounds that kept ringing all night long.

"I really don't understand why Mr. Ghost wants people to carve these things."

Beside the pious blue Buddha, Zitang remained silent.

After arriving at Ghost Mountain City, he was silent most of the time.

These murals of ladies caught his attention.

He stopped in front of a mural.

Previously, Ye Lingyue and others sneaked into the ghost mountain city. Ye Lingyue took advantage of the chaos and let the Nine-Life Buddha free a group of ancient beasts and ancient tribes.

After Qianlan Buddha and Zitang came back, they got the order and went to Laoshan District to plunder a group.

Among them, the skilled craftsman tribe like the Craftsman Dwarf tribe was the most unlucky, as 30% of their tribesmen were plundered.

Fortunately, Mr. Ghost had no intention of killing anyone, he just let them carve it.

"Have you noticed?"

Zitang suddenly spoke.

The Qianlan Buddha on the side was flattered.

This was the first time that Zitang took the initiative to talk to her.

"Are you talking about these ladies? There were ladies on some of Ghost Lord's lanterns before, but those lanterns have disappeared."

The Buddha Qianlan looked at the carved portraits and found that most of them were ladies in palace attire.

I don’t know if Mr. Ghost has any quirks.

He likes to have ladies sculpted, especially such pretentious ladies.

Qianlan Buddha was a woman, and he was very disapproving of these enchanting-looking ladies.

Qian Lan also met the Seventy-Two Ladies, but this time when he returned, he was nowhere to be found.

She didn't know that those seventy-two ladies had now fallen into Ye Lingyue's hands.

Zitang discovered that Qianlan Buddha had no brains at all.

He simply shut his mouth, not bothering to say more to this noisy woman.

If Ye Lingyue were here, she would have discovered it long ago.

These statues are not just simple murals.

Zitang remembered that he noticed these murals on the first day he came to Ghost Mountain City.

At that time, it was the same location and the same wall, but the walls here were already covered with pictures of ladies.

But it only took a few days.

The lady on the wall has disappeared.

These craftsmen dwarves are carving new ladies again...not just here, but also in other locations in Ghost Mountain City.

The ladies on the walls seem to be the same, but in fact, they have all been re-carved.

Did the lady on the wall disappear on her own?

Zitang thought deeply and walked forward.

"Zitang, wait for me."

Qianlan Buddha didn't know where he had offended Zitang, so he quickly followed him.

A lantern floated over strangely.

"Your Excellency summons us."

Qianlan Buddha saw the lantern and quickly reminded him.

When Zitang and Qianlan Buddha saw Phantom Lord again, they were at the city gate.

Outside the city gate, the noisy sounds continued.

"These flies have been here for three days."

Ghost Lord's voice sounded a little weak.

It seems that after a few days of training, his condition has not improved, but has become worse.
To be continued...