Yue Guanchao's heart skipped a beat. He tried to open his eyes wide, but found that no matter how hard he opened his eyes, he couldn't see any light!
Even the light of the flashlight disappeared, as if it had sunk into a chaotic space where the light could not penetrate.
Yue Guanchao took the scimitar in the dark and kept waving it around. He felt that the tip of the knife touched something, but when he reached out to touch it again, it disappeared.
The next second, this thing actually stood behind him, blowing hot air in his ear.
Yue Guanchao felt the hot and humid feeling on the back of his neck. The hairs on his body stood up. His spine seemed to have been scratched by someone's cold fingertips, and a numb and trembling feeling went straight to his head.
He struck with his back elbow and knocked the thing staggering backwards. He thought he was out of the control of the dirty thing, but not long after, there was a vague cry, laughter and curse around him.
The noise was louder than ever, as if it was playing hide-and-seek with him. He couldn't tell which direction it was coming from!
"Hey, you're not a good guy just pretending to be a ghost. If you have the guts to show up, I'll challenge you to a one-on-one fight. Don't let me play tricks on you."
Yue Guanchao was trying to be brave, but he was feeling weak in his heart. If this thing really showed up, he might not be able to cure it.
He was hesitating on what to do next, when the eyes of all the behemoth reliefs in the cell suddenly brightened!
This brightness is not the reflection caused by shining a flashlight, but the eyes of wild cats in the dark night, emitting dim light from the inside out.
Yue Guanchao's heart trembled, something evil had really happened this time.
Then, the relief paintings gradually flowed, starting from the eyes of ghosts and gods, the glimmer of light rippled like ripples in the river, and then the entire cell was as bright as day, as if hundreds of torches were lit, illuminating the whole hall with golden light.
The originally dark reliefs were filled with the unscrupulous roars and howls of ghosts and gods. The cracks in the murals cracked, leaving a trickle of bright red liquid, and then the entire ground was dyed red.
Before Yue Guanchao had time to think clearly what was going on, the six-sided relief painting suddenly turned into a shadow puppet show, and the beating of copper gongs and drums sounded in his ears. The noisy and noisy sound was like being in a rural temple fair.
With the sound of a bang, the scenes in the white cloth began to flow, revealing different scenes like a revolving lantern!
Here, there are many houses and pavilions. The rivers set up arch bridges, which connect the mountains like jade belts. The fields are connected by paths. In the boundless square fields, there are small people farming and working. The boundless wilderness is full of wild beasts. Hunters hold bows and shoot arrows. In the warm spring, Horses galloping under the scorching sun,
On the stage farther away, there was a woman wearing a crimson sacrificial robe and a gorgeous and majestic crown on her head. At first glance, she was a trouble-making figure in Wu Coffin Town. He thought to himself that she was probably a talker similar to the village chief.
In front of her, the townspeople of Wuyangyang were dressed in various ancient costumes, raising their hands to worship the heaven and earth under her guidance.
There was no problem with this, but what happened next shocked him.
The priestess was caught by a group of men dressed as soldiers and bandits and tied to the sin altar. They were severely beaten with whips dipped in salt water, and even used splints and branding irons.
Many torture instruments were tried on her one by one. The cruel torture instruments made her scream in agony and pain.
Even through the shadow puppet show, people were sweating heavily while listening to it. It felt like a big stone was weighing on their hearts, and it was extremely dull.
Yue Guanchao stepped forward and was about to explore the content of the shadow puppet show when a sigh came from behind him.
Just now, he was obviously the only one in this cell. Where did this sigh come from?
He turned around suddenly. The originally empty gallows now had a priestess hanging on an I-shaped wooden frame with her hands bound. Judging from her clothes and appearance, she looked like the priestess in the shadow puppet show.
She was still wearing a crimson sacrificial dress, and her dress was torn and cracked by the whip.
The skin on the body was torn, the black blood scabs solidified and then cracked, and the snow-white skin was covered with new cracks and scars, like tender tofu sprinkled with chili oil.
Even if he didn't smell it carefully, the smell of blood could still get into his nostrils through the air circulation.
Yue Guanchao didn't dare to look at her face. The originally fair and delicate face should have been very beautiful, but now this face was only ferocious and terrifying.
There are iron marks as big as eggs on both sides of the cheeks, and the fat has grown on them, like scars from many years, and the face is like a broken porcelain plate covered with centipede cracks.
Such a good person was tortured like this by soldiers and bandits!
Thinking of what Tang Dianrong had done, he just wanted to dig out the bodies of these people and whip them for a hundred days, and he also wanted to do something so that they would never be reincarnated and suffer in purgatory.
Yue Guanchao unconsciously stood on the execution platform and tried to free her, but found that the person was just a shadow and could not be caught or touched.
"What exactly do you want to say to me?"
Yue Guanchao endured the bloodshed and asked the priestess on the execution platform. He thought that no matter who the priestess was, she was probably hinting at something to him by letting him see what happened in the past.
When the dying priestess heard the question, her ears twitched slightly and she suddenly opened her eyes.
Then, she forced a smile on her lips, and the sadness in her eyes made him feel a sudden pain in his heart.
Before he could continue to ask questions, the body of the priestess seemed to be completely corrupted by dead leaves, and together with the shadow puppets in the cell, they turned into ashes and disappeared!
