There was no trace of worry on the girl's face, and she looked at the darkness with interest.
He said to himself, "I don't know if someone will dump the body here. It would be a good choice to hang the body between two walls and use a little concealment method."
Jiang Su walked into this narrow alley with brisk steps, without lighting a lamp. He closed his eyes, looking like he was enjoying himself, and let his fingers fumble on the cold wall, feeling the uneven stone lines traced by the thin calluses of his fingertips.
"First of all, I don't want to make you worried. Secondly, I don't want to make you sad~"
She hummed a little tune and walked slowly.
One stick of incense, two sticks of incense, one hundred meters, two hundred meters.
The alley seemed to have no end.
Jiang Su gradually realized something was wrong, raised his eyelids and frowned.
"Why haven't I walked out yet?" She counted with her fingers.
"Wei Shi, it should be the hottest time of the day, why can't there be any light and it's still extremely cold?"
Jiang Su became serious this time, took out the candle dragon lantern from the storage bag, and held it in his hand. The candle dragon lantern is made from the sinews and bones of an adult candle dragon. It is a medium-grade magic weapon. Once ignited, it cannot be extinguished except by the user's spiritual power.
Jiang Su slowly raised the candle dragon lantern in front of his eyes, and his brow bones were reflected deeply. The pinching technique summons the untimely fire, and the red flames leap at the fingertips. Her fingertips touched the candle core, and the scene within ten meters was clearly visible in an instant.
Jiang Su seemed to feel something. She leaned back, raised her head lazily, and her black hair drooped back. Seeing this situation, he sighed slightly.
"As expected..."
Between the two walls, above the girl's head, there were countless hanging corpses.
Each corpse has its feet bound by thick and rusty iron chains, its head facing downwards, its mouth wide open, its pale tongue stretched out long, the tip of the tongue is forked, and it points on the tip of the nose like a snake letter. .
Jiang Su raised his portable lamp and let the light of the candle dragon flame shine on the top of his head, which was the corpse closest to him.
The hanging man's arms were drooping, his fingers were slender and without lines, and his nails were two inches long and sharp.
His hanging arm was only an inch away from Jiang Su. If she liked to step on her feet when walking, she might have made a clanking sound with these hands when she entered the half-stick incense stick in the narrow alley.
Thinking of this, Jiang Su touched the top of his head, but found no saliva.
She looked closely at the clothes of these hanging men. They were all wearing black shrouds with longevity marks on their chests. There were no shoes on his feet, and his ankles were tied in the air by iron chains, leaving white lock marks. The iron chains were nailed to the wall with long nails, neatly and densely distributed on the two high walls.
Just like... lining up in formation.
At this moment, a scene flashed through Jiang Su's consciousness. What he saw beside him was not two white-tiled walls, but more like a cliff somewhere in the world of cultivation, with not a single blade of grass growing on it.
Their faces were pale and bloodless, and their necks were like the white wall outside. The eyes were closed tightly, and all the eyelashes were scattered on the upper eyelids and eye sockets. No eyebrows, no hair.
"Wait a minute, wouldn't all their hair fall to the ground? Then wouldn't it be that I stepped on corpse hair along the way!"
Although Jiang Su was not afraid of these corpses, when he thought about the pile of hair stuck to the soles of his shoes, he couldn't help but feel sour water in his stomach.
"nausea."
She quickly put the lantern on the ground and took a closer look. There was not even a hair on the ground, and the soil was moist and clean. Seeing this, Jiang Su felt relieved and showed a satisfied look.
"Wait a minute!" She suddenly froze, "Why is the land so humid? It's already mid-May and summer has already begun. Where does the heavy rain come from in the Middle Earth? It's even more so inside the high walls..."
Jiang Su suddenly pulled out a hatchet from behind to kill him, turned around, stepped on the wall to use his strength, and slashed the arm of the Hanged Man above his head with the knife.
I saw this man's arm being chopped off and falling into the darkness in the distance. The white flesh at the broken point wrapped around the white bones, not even a drop of blood fell, and there was even a faint chill, and it was instantly covered with frost.
"Frozen to death?" Jiang Su squinted slightly and guessed.
Suddenly, a sharp howl sounded above Jiang Su's head, as harsh as a cuckoo's cry of blood: "My arm, ah, ah, ah, ah."
The echo of these words echoed in the narrow alley, and for a moment Jiang Su felt hundreds of screaming chickens flying around in the sky: "My arms~my arms~my arms~"
Jiang Su was so noisy that she covered one ear with one hand, jumped slightly, held Su Su with the other hand and slapped the Hanged Man on the head like a melon.
She slapped half of the Hanged Man's head off, and the brain flew along the direction of the blade to the muddy ground not far away. It rolled around a few times, and the yellow slurry accidentally splashed onto the killing machine.
Jiang Su frowned slightly, then calmly put away his disguise, used his free hand to perform the Purification Technique, and threw it on the throne.
...She wouldn't even clean her knife.
After seeing that the killing was clean again, Jiang Su looked at the hanging man with half a head above his head with satisfaction. I saw it using its only remaining facial features, mouth, and lower teeth to touch each other and said faintly: "Why are you hitting this person? They didn't do anything, they just slept here."
Jiang Su smiled when she heard this. She had lived in the world of cultivation for fifteen years and had read many books recording strange things. She had never seen any race sleeping upside down like a human being. It couldn't be a vampire rumored in the West in his previous life?
There are no vampires in the world of cultivation, they are just bat spirits at most.
She asked with interest: "Oh? Why do you hang upside down here and sleep in the air?"
The Hanged Man pouted his mouth slightly and said aggrievedly: "There is no reason for this. I have been like this since I was a child. My third uncle and grandpa are also like this. My wife and grandpa who is second from the right are also like this. I closed my eyes. Just sleep. But you, who are you and how did you enter the Demonic Realm? "
Hearing this, Jiang Su froze on the spot, his heartbeat suddenly stopped, his eyes widened in disbelief, and he said in shock: "Am I in the Demon Realm?"
"Yes, this is the Devil's Weeping Cliff, and we are all ghosts on the cliff."
"Ghost on the edge of the cliff~Ghost on the edge of the cliff~Ghost on the edge of the cliff~"
At this time, all the hanging men hanging on the two cliffs closed their eyes and howled loudly, the sharp sound hitting Jiang Su's sea of consciousness. Her consciousness was vaguely confused and wanted to run away from her body.
With a "bang" sound, Suo Sha fell to the ground. Jiang Su freed up his hands and covered his ears tightly, his nails digging into his scalp.
This thin girl's eyes were protruding at this time, and bloodshot eyes were densely covered in the whites of her eyes like bloody pupils. There were also purple blood veins near her temples crawling around her eyes.
The corners of her mouth curled up crazily to both sides, exposing all her red gums and twenty-eight white teeth. Her upper and lower teeth kept biting together, unintentionally turning her tongue into rotten flesh, and blood either spurted into her throat or flowed out between her teeth.
"Who are you~Who are you~Who are you~" A mechanical and emotionless high-pitched voice sounded in Jiang Su's ears, and two lines of blood slowly flowed out of Jiang Su's ears.
"Shut up!" Jiang Su shouted, and she threw out the glass bottle in her sleeve. The glass shattered instantly when it hit the stone wall. I don’t know what kind of fragrance is floating in the air.
