I saw an old man in the secret room, a skinny old man like a skeleton. His eyes were sunken deeply, and two bright eyes jumped in their sockets like ghostly fire.

In front of him, there was a large wooden barrel, and inside the barrel, countless souls struggled in it. The water in the barrel is like glue, tightly tugging at the souls that want to struggle out.

And the screams are from those souls.

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