"Chop your hands and stomp your feet, gouge out your eyes and cut your tongue? It's so inhuman! Weiyang just heard it, and felt goosebumps rise. ⊙ top novel,

Taking a deep breath, Weiyang criticized the brutality of the struggle decades ago.

"But in any war, there is nothing that is not cruel, and there is mercy to the enemy, and in the end it will be yourself who will die, and it will also affect your relatives."

Murong Yu, who has been galloping on the battlefield for many years, has a different understanding of war.

For this issue, Weiyang didn't want to discuss it too much, and finding the entrance to the underground palace was the most important thing.

Looking up at the portrait of Emperor Wei Zhao, his face was covered with blood and his head was raised, and many monks were listening with their heads down, or looking up at the Buddha, and he was the only one who looked up at the other side.

"Cousin, what is he looking at?" Weiyang was puzzled.

Murong Yu followed Weiyang's train of thought, and also noticed his difference, and looked in the direction where Emperor Wei Zhao's face was facing, and found that opposite was a statue of Guanyin enshrined in the tower.

Murong Yu's gaze also fell on the Guanyin statue!

Murong Yu walked over and carefully observed the Guanyin statue.

He found that this statue of Guanyin really contained a mystery, and the other Buddha statues in the tower were covered with a thick layer of dust, but this statue of Guanyin seemed to be very clean.

The statue of Guanyin is not big, the base is a white marble lotus, Murong Yu stretched out his hands to hold the base tightly and turned, and it actually turned with a "bang".

The giant Buddha statue in the center of the "squeak ......" slides, and a huge door appears behind the Buddha statue.

A "whooshing" wind blew out of the dark doorway, and the air was mixed with the smell of medicine, as well as a disgusting smell of blood, as if it had come to a slaughterhouse.

Weiyang covered his face with his hands, covered his nose, and his stomach twitched for a while, almost spitting out the roast chicken that had just been eaten.

"Cousin, will there be any dead people?" Weiyang glanced up at Murong Yu worriedly, and there was obvious fear in his eyes.

Murong Yu clenched one of her small hands and whispered, "You wait here, I'll go down and take a look, if there's anything going on, you go back to find the third prince." ”

Weiyang glanced at Murong Yu, although the dark underground palace was really scary, but she was not a coward who escaped from the battle, besides, she still had a task to do now!

"No, I'm going with you, my friend is missing, maybe just down the corner." Weiyang insisted.

Murong Yu nodded, and pulled her cautiously into the entrance of the underground palace.

"Whoa", as soon as the two entered, the entrance behind them was blocked by the Buddha statue, and it was suddenly dark.

Weiyang subconsciously tugged on Murong Yu's arm, the muscles of his whole body were tense, and a small heart was beating "thump".

Murong Yu put one arm around her shoulder and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid, it'll be fine." ”

Such a simple word of comfort made Weiyang's eyes red.

How long has it been since I heard the comfort of my family? The love from her father and the care from her brother are like a gentle dream in the rolling red dust for her.

Weiyang nodded, and his heart was moved.

"I'm not scared with my cousin."

Weiyang's dependence made Murong Yu feel a little sad in his heart, he knew how difficult it was for her to bear this qiē at a young age, no matter whether he could share it for her or not, just to shield her from some wind and rain, so that she could stop and rest when she was tired.

Holding her tighter, Murong Yu smiled lightly and said nothing.

"Whoa" opened the fire fold, and Murong Yu took down two torches from the wall and lit them.

It was still pitch black ahead, and the winding tunnels extended underground, and Weiyang and Murong Yu walked forward cautiously.

I don't know how long I walked, a fire gradually appeared in front of her, and Murong Yu motioned for her to extinguish the torch.

The fire was shining in front of him, and there seemed to be a lot of people inside, and some strange sounds came from time to time.

"Let's take a look." Murong Yu pulled up Weiyang and looked inside at the stone gate.

Inside was a large stone chamber with torches lit on the walls, illuminating the room unusually brightly.

In the center of the stone room was a huge medicine pot, I don't know what kind of medicine was fried, and a circle of people with red rods around them struck the ground one by one, chanting words in their mouths, looking like they were performing some kind of ritual.

In the center of the stone bed lay a man with a golden crown and a red robe, lying motionless.

Eight women were tied to eight large pillars around the stone bed, all of whom were unconscious, their heads bowed like corpses.

When he saw those women, Weiyang was shocked, raised his head and glanced at Murong Yu.

I don't know if there will be Wan'er among these women.

Murong Yu patted her head and signaled her to be calm.

The strange chanting stopped, and a white-haired woman in a strange costume stood up, approached a woman, and picked up a bowl filled with dark red liquid from her feet.

"Bang la" poured into the huge pot, then picked up a large bowl filled with red liquid from the other woman's feet and poured it into the pot until all eight bowls were poured.

A pungent smell of blood wafted in, making Weiyang tremble uncontrollably.

The red liquid in the bowl belonged to these women...... Blood!

They actually decocted the medicine with blood!

There was another strange chant, and several people carried the eight women away one after another, and the medicine in the pot also emitted ghost-like white smoke.

Finally, two men lifted up the man lying on the stone bed, his eyes closed, his face pale, and unusually emaciated.

And the man's face was somewhat familiar, and after Weiyang identified him again and again, he found that he was actually Tuoba Zhi, who disappeared not long ago!

This discovery really scared Weiyang to death!

Didn't he leave on his own? How did it end up here? Why is it the way it is?

The white-haired woman held a bowl of medicine and said with a strange emphasis: "Emperor Xuanzhao has cultivated to become a Buddha, and it won't be long before he will be reborn with this body, and he will bring the will of the Buddha and restore the glory of the Great Wei Dynasty." ”

"Sons of Great Wei, you will no longer be humble, no longer afraid, no longer displaced, we have the protection of the Buddha, we have nothing to fear, and our emperor will help us regain what we have lost."

"Revenge, revenge, revenge ......" The man in the circle holding the red staff was extremely excited by the words of the white-haired woman, and kept tapping the ground with the red staff.

Cult? Weiyang muttered in his heart, can they still resurrect their emperor? It's ridiculous!

Pity Tuoba Zhi, they fed a bowl of perverted medicine, but there is a woman's blood in it, and it is disgusting to think about it.

"Let's go." Murong Yu took a general look at the scene here, and knew that it was a group of rabble, wanting to use the power of the Buddha to deceive others into being controlled by them.

"Where?" Weiyang asked.

"Help!" Murong Yu replied.

Weiyang nodded, and as he left the stone palace, he looked for the direction in which the woman had just been carried out.

After not going far, they saw the carriage again, and the two of them followed the carriage to a hillside in the middle of nowhere.

Two men picked up shovels and began to dig a hole.

"What do they want to do?" Wei Yang was puzzled.

"I guess I was going to bury those women." Murong Yu replied.

"What? But they're all alive! ”

Is this to be buried alive? It's so wicked! Keeping saying that the banner of the Buddha is blasphemous!

"I guess these women are useless, so I have to dispose of them, I'll kill those two people, and you go and see the women in the car." Murong Yu explained the task.

Weiyang nodded, and the two acted separately.

Climbing into the carriage, the women inside were stacked like corpses, and the women who were crushed to the bottom were already out of breath.

Weiyang cursed in his heart, and hurriedly helped the eight women to sit up, and checked again, two of them were out of breath, and the other two were also angry!

"Let's go!" Murong Yu cleaned up the two people and sat in front of the carriage as a coachman.

"Two have already died, and two more are afraid that they will be soon!" Weiyang sighed.

Moreover, there is no Wan'er here.

"I'll find someone to save these girls, you go back and report to the third prince, and I will send these people back to the yamen later."

The task was assigned, and Weiyang nodded.

"Cousin, I'm leaving!"

"Weiyang......" Murong Yu stopped Weiyang, who was about to leave.

"Cousin, anything else?" Weiyang turned around and asked lightly.

Murong Yu chuckled and said, "Be careful! ”

Weiyang nodded, jumped onto the roof, and ran in the direction of the Qinglou.

sneaked back to the room where Qingqing was, only to see that she was still unconscious on the bed, and Weiyang took off her clothes and changed back into her robe.

As soon as he turned around, he swaggered out.

"Oops! Boy, you're awake! Are you satisfied with my girl? Yinggu walked over with a smile, and the third master rewarded her with two gold bars, and she was in a very good mood at this time.

Weiyang stretched, sighed, and said, "The bed is quite comfortable to sleep on, but you girl here...... That's it! ”

Aunt Ying's face darkened when she heard this, this kid clearly has a thorn in his head, and now that the gold has arrived, who will care about him?

"The little boy is really good at laughing, my girl here is a first-class pretty, not only pretty, but also charming......" Yinggu gushed endlessly, and she had to change Weiyang's opinion of the girl here.

At this time, two people walked down the stairs, the man put one hand around the woman's waist, and the woman snuggled softly in the man's arms.

"Lord Shizi, are you leaving?" The woman asked delicately, and Weiyang could afford goosebumps when she heard it.

"Dye'er, are you reluctant to leave? Why don't you go back with you! The man's voice was soft.

"Now that you are not at peace there, the slave family is afraid, so let's wait for the master here!"

"Yo! Lord Shizi, are you leaving so soon? When Yinggu saw that the distinguished guest was leaving, she put down Weiyang and greeted her.

Weiyang was so nervous that he beat the drum, the two people on the stairs were none other than Yun Moxuan, the prince of King Yun, and his concubine.

Hanging his head and walking out, his current outfit should not attract his attention.

came to the door and took a deep breath, and finally retreated, but Feng Ruche didn't wait for me, I still worked for you like this!

"Get in the car!" A super luxurious carriage stopped in front of Weiyang.