Chapter 42: He laughed like a brilliant firework
Spooky passages.
Ye Chu walked down the stairs slowly, and the echo of footsteps could be heard on all sides.
With torches lit on both sides, the passage of the dungeon is not actually very dark, but it still gives people a sense of horror.
Following the original path, Ye Chu walked towards his own location an hour ago.
There was nothing in the cage except rats crawling around in the cave.
The rat chirped.
It may be that the people imprisoned here have already been killed, or for some other reason, Ye Chu has no intention of thinking about it, he only has one thought now.
Homicide.
Just as they were approaching the cell, an inaudible breathing sound came from another dark room.
Ye Chu split the wooden fence with a sword, and saw a figure hiding in the corner.
He covered himself with hay in a frenzy, as if he didn't want to be discovered, but the breath betrayed him.
"Yo, you're hiding here and there." Ye Chu put on a bright smile and said happily.
It's like hide and seek, the catcher catches the person who hides, one laughs, the other is slightly depressed.
But it's not hide-and-seek, it's a cat and a mouse.
Some cats want to play some games when catching mice, giving the rat a chance to escape again and again, so that it feels that it has the possibility of getting out of danger, and crushing this possibility again and again until it is exhausted.
However, Ye Chu didn't have this mind, he simply wanted to break the person in front of him into thousands of pieces.
Yu Yu's death, Master Hui'an's death, and the death of Qingma Temple, Ye Chu may subconsciously count these on Wei Liang's body.
Even if it's not all his fault, so what? He's damn enough anyway.
Ye Chu looked at Wei Liang, becoming more and more delighted, and actually clapped his hands and shouted with a smile: "I found you!" Ha ha! ”
Suddenly, Ye Chu's pupils shrank, his figure sharply sideways, but a piece of flesh was still cut off from his left shoulder.
Two swords, stabbing at the expense of life.
Ye Chu's current strength, to put it bluntly, was only brought by this sword, although he was crazy about killing before, he still maintained his instinctive caution.
And just now he clapped his hands and shouted, but he didn't even hold his sword loosely.
"It hurts." Ye Chu said quietly.
The two swordsmen who appeared in front of him looked mighty.
But it's just for the eyes.
In the next second, some strange sounds sounded.
The bones are like two watermelons rolling.
Although Ye Chu cried out in pain just now, the way he casually tore through the broken clothes to cover the wound on his left shoulder gave people an illusion - this person didn't feel pain.
Wei Liang's expression was even more terrifying, as if he had seen the most terrifying evil ghost.
He tore off the hay covering his body, kneeling and moving towards Ye Chu step by step.
Ye Chu smiled quietly.
He kowtowed several times and kept muttering.
"Please spare me......"
Ye Chu chuckled twice, and just wanted to say something, but heard a strange voice.
Tick-tock, like water dropping, but it gave Ye Chu a different feeling.
He noticed something hanging from another cell not far away.
I turned around and wanted to take a look, but my ankle was grabbed.
A cold light flashed, and it was not only the black dagger on the blade that fell to the ground, but also two calloused hands.
Ignoring Wei Liang's painful screams, Ye Chu walked out.
The torches were not illuminated very clearly, and Ye Chu only vaguely saw the figure of his hands tied together and hanging up.
It was Ye Chu himself who had been locked up in the cell today.
The damp ceiling oozes dampness, and the moss in the corners of the walls is lifeless.
Ye Chu looked at the person who was hung up, was stunned for a moment, and then laughed twice.
He could tell at a glance that the man was dead.
The man's long hair hung down in front of him, his fair skin was full of blurred flesh, his head was lowered, his eyes were a little cloudy, but one of his eyeballs was missing.
Thick blood rolled down the left eyeless socket, spilled over his cheeks, and fell to the ground as it oozed from his body and from other wounds.
Tick.
As if he didn't think that laughing was enough to express his feelings, he laughed louder and louder, laughed directly and bent over, leaning down as if to take his last breath.
"Haha, I was still thinking about how to have the face to see you yesterday? That's not the way it turned out. ”
"Why are you still dead? Wouldn't it save me trouble? Ha ha. ”
An hour ago, Wei Liang left the dungeon.
In fact, in less than two quarters of an hour, Wei Liang was back here.
An hour ago, he was tied here.
An hour later, she was hanging here.
In fact, Wei Liang didn't hide here because he was hiding from the cultivators who broke into the Wei Mansion, but he just happened to torture this person and found something strange outside, so he hid here.
Five days ago, a woman said thank you to Ye Chu and poured out some dark things.
Five days later, she was still facing Ye Chu, but she couldn't say a word.
Ye Chu restrained his laughter and became expressionless, like a numb puppet, without any interest.
He cut the rope with his hands, but he didn't dare to touch her, so he could only let the corpse fall from a height.
Then he pulled the fire fold out of his bosom.
The cell was damp and not easy to ignite.
But it can be ignited in the end.
He looked at her in the flames.
"I'm sorry."
His voice was extremely hoarse, and it didn't seem to be his.
turned around and walked back, but he couldn't see Wei Liang's figure.
Only one trail of blood was dragged out of the passage.
Ye Chu walked outside along the bloodstains.
It's still dark and the wind is high, and you can't see the stars.
Just killing.
After walking a few more steps, Ye Chu saw Wei Liang struggling forward.
He leaned against the wall, gritted his teeth, and walked out step by step, faltering.
The back garden is only a few steps away from here, and the willows on the branches blow less, and the wind blows and falls slightly, scattered, but it can't cover the dead bodies that fill the yard.
With a "plop", Wei Liang fell to the ground, but not because he was too seriously injured, but because he had no legs.
The two calves were cut off by the roots, and the section was extremely smooth, and the exposed white bones and the catkins that were floating in met them, and the white fluff fell on the blood-stained bones.
Screams of misery and terror echoed through the courtyard.
"Why did you kill her?"
Ye Chu paced.
Without hearing an answer, Ye Chu stepped on the wound of Wei Liang's broken leg and stepped on the bone.
He quietly looked at Wei Liang, who was screaming in pain at his feet, and smiled strangely.
"Why did you kill her?"
Then, draw your sword and stab it.
A sword pierced the back.
A sword stabbed into the shoulder.
A sword stabbed into the thigh.
A sword stabbed into the neck.
……
Ye Chu mechanically repeated the action of stabbing in and out, and the smile on his face was still the same, as if he was tireless and happy.
Each sword had a fleshy sound of "lala", mixed with Wei Liang's howl of pain.
Slowly, the cries of pain became quieter, and finally only the sound of iron rubbing against flesh and bones remained.
Half of his cheeks were red from the flying flesh, and he smiled like a brilliant firework.