With the rapid development of Western scientific and technological civilization, the whole world has inevitably entered the era of science and technology. Even the ghosts are shocked by the horror of thermal weapons and begin to allocate the smartest people in the clan to study and research, transforming the new technology of science and technology. Concepts are introduced into the race and become knowledge that must be learned.

The wisdom of ghosts is not lower than that of humans, and because the number of ghosts is not as good as that of humans, the wisdom of each of them can actually reach the level of people with high IQ among humans, or even smarter. At the same time, it is also shocked by the horror of science, especially the research of human beings in biology, which has opened up a new way for them, and a terrible conspiracy is going on among the ghosts.

The ghost clan groped for the rest of the ghost hunter troop, but Tang San missed them and quietly came to the ghost clan's lair, relying on his memory to recall the information provided by the ghost hunter guild.

Ten minutes later, he found a cave described in the message, and walked over quietly as soon as his eyes lit up.

Arriving at the entrance of the cave, Tang San quickly opened his heart mirror, reflecting the air movement in a radius of 100 meters, and his heart moved: "Hey, it seems that there is no one, there is no sense of danger, did they get the wind and leave in advance?"

Tang San's face was cloudy and uncertain. After confirming that there were no other powerful beings around him, he jumped into the passage.

Inside the passage, an unpleasant aura came from, causing Tang San to frown slightly: "It smells really unpleasant, it seems that the ghost clan really isn't a race that loves cleanliness."

Walking along the passage for dozens of meters, Tang San's eyes lit up, three tunnels appeared in front of him, he looked left and right, he chose the tunnel on the far right, and walked in quickly, about 20 meters deep, a stench came. Let him take a breath, frowning.

He felt that he was about to see something bad, and there was some faint energy in the mirror of his heart.

As soon as he stepped into the end of the passage, he saw a crypt, about a hundred square meters of potholes and crypts, two meters deep. view.

A trace of coldness emerged from Tang San's eyes, and a murderous intent filled the air. Below, there were sluggish human races, both male and female, most of them were seventeen or eighteen years old. The slightest bit of agility, as if someone without a soul, completely ignored Tang San's appearance.

These people are either sitting on the licorice, or standing looking up at the torches, or making random gestures against the air, and even shouting.

A thought arises in Tang San's heart: "These guys seem to be fools and mentally retarded. Looking at the layout here, they look like pigsties, human beings kept in captivity by the ghost clan."

Knowing the identities of these people in his heart, Tang San's sense of the ghost clan was also reduced to the lowest level. After all, he was also a human clan. Although he didn't say he felt the same way, he couldn't erase the feeling of sadness.

A cold and hard voice sounded: "Well, you are living in such a mess, let me free you."

Tang San's eyes were cold, he swung out his right paw, inserted it into the cave wall beside him, grabbed a handful of stones, and threw them at the dozens of humans under the pothole.

The goddess scatters the flowers, but it hits everyone's vital points accurately. After hearing a muffled sound, all these captive humans fell to the ground. Broken, in short, it is a wound that will kill in an instant.

A little girl who looked only ten years old fell to the ground, the light in her eyes had not completely dissipated, she looked at Tang San strangely, as if she was wondering why Tang San, who was just like him, was wearing strange things, and her eyes were so frightening.

Looking at the little girl who fell to the ground, Tang Sandi felt a surge of anger in his heart, like the cold wind blowing in the cold winter and twelfth lunar month, his voice echoed in the cave: "Ghost clan, it seems that you really can't keep you, All have to be killed."

Tang San originally planned to inquire about the situation of the ghost clan, but he didn't expect to see such a sad scene. The human clan were kept in a cave like livestock, and there was even a ten-year-old girl. After all, he was the leader of a civilized society. Big people are very disgusted by this kind of picture, Tang San is also a downright racist.

With a gloomy face, Tang San returned to the fork. He walked towards the second fork. After a few dozen meters, he saw a terrifying scene again.

This passage leads to the kitchen. It is full of washed and peeled human corpses. There are three corpses hanging on hooks like pork. The ground next to it is full of human bones, which seem to be humans who have been eaten in the past. , the skull alone is no less than dozens.

Tang San didn't know, this was only a week's supply. This corpse of ghouls would eat at least three people and many other animals a day. This was because they had limited breeding of humans and didn't dare to hunt hunters. Open to eat, they can eat more than ten people a day.

For some unknown reason, the ghosts have a paranoid fanaticism towards humans, and are naturally unable to resist human flesh and blood. It seems that eating human flesh and blood can bring them unprecedented sensory stimulation and power.

Tang San had a dark face, holding a large jar of wine in his hand, which was full of blood-red wine, and a **** smell rushed to his face.

This is the ghost's favorite blood wine~lightnovelpub.net~ Mixing human blood and fine wine, and then adding all kinds of strange things, the brewed blood wine is the ghost's favorite drink.

He took the wine jar and came to the cave of the captive human race. He raised his hand and threw the wine jar into it. At the same time, he threw a stone and interrupted the torch inserted in the wall. The light fell into the crypt and ignited the bright red blood wine.

The flames spread rapidly, igniting all the corpses below, and the countless licorice below the corpses also quickly burned, and the raging fire turned this place into an incinerator.

Raging flames, the crypt was completely swept away by flames, and the crimson flames burned everything, turning everything into fly ash.

Thick smoke filled the cave, Tang San quickly closed the iron gate at the exit of the crypt, sealing off the billowing smoke.

This cave seems to be built by manpower. Each fork has a special ventilation system. I don't know who built it. Building such a large and strange cave requires a lot of manpower, but it is certain that it was definitely not built by ghosts. .

Tang San turned around and returned to the fork in the road, walking towards the third passage. When he came to the end, there were stone rooms that had been opened up one by one. It seemed to be the bedrooms of these ghost clan, and there was nothing else left. , here is a completely boring place, the only thing that attracts Tang San's attention is the row of bookshelves placed here.

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