There is a dungeon in the Mansion of the King of Shu. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In fact, such a thing as a dungeon is not unusual, and every city in ancient society has it, even a larger castle has it, as for the palace to have this kind of configuration, it is simply a normal thing.

But the dungeon of the Shu Wangfu is always particularly eerie and terrifying, although it is spring in March, but the sunlight outside can't get in at all, and it can be said that the inside can be said to be out of sight.

Suddenly, the orange candlelight lit up, illuminating a door, which was the entrance to the dungeon, with the stone steps spiraling down in front of it, and the dungeon of the Shu King's Mansion below.

There was an iron ball on the wall, placed in a groove, someone brought the candle flame close to the groove, and the iron ball was wrapped around the strip of cloth soaked in oil, and the strip of cloth was lit, and the iron ball began to roll with the fire, making the sound of a bell, as if it contained a bell. There were many braziers in the grooves, and the iron balls passed through them, illuminating them little by little, and in a few moments a spiral shape extended to illuminate the steps below.

The fire was lit, but the sound of the bell echoed in the still dim confined space, and it lingered for a long time.

Chen Xiu liked this voice very much, he felt that it would be perfect if he added a few more screams, but where in this world are there so many perfect things?

He was followed by a man in black, the kind with only eyes showing all over his body, and this man in black was only responsible for following Chen Xiu with a torch.

I don't know where a cold wind is blowing, but it's all a confined space.

Chen Xiu walked down, he was wearing soft cloth shoes, there was no sound at all, only the burning grease in the brazier would occasionally make a beeping sound.

"How many are there today?" Halfway through, Chen Xiu asked.

"Two." The masked man finally spoke, but his tone was flat, without any ups and downs, sounding strange.

Chen Xiu nodded slightly, didn't say anything, and continued to walk down to the lowest floor.

The walls were covered with all sorts of torture instruments, as well as several large iron cages, and a table made of sleek pure copper—or a bed would be more suitable, but there were no pillows.

At this moment, there are two people in the iron cage who are slumped on the ground, with loveless expressions on their faces.

They seemed to be asleep, but they heard movement, leaned against the wall, and struggled to open their eyes.

When they saw the people outside, they all screamed in unison.

"You, don't come here."

"Demon, you demon."

They looked at Chen Xiu and reacted greatly.

Looking at Chen Xiu again, he is actually not very old, and he is still a minor Xiao Zhengtai.

However, at this moment, several people inside were stimulated by this little Zhengtai to react so much.

This is a very weird picture, but what is even more weird is that Chen Xiu doesn't care at all about what these people call him, and he still has an evil smile on his face.

"Ah, it's pretty active, haha." Looking at the distorted, frightened faces of the two people, Chen Xiu looked very happy, it was hard to understand, how could a teenager be like this.

He rolled up his sleeves, spread out his palms, and said, "What about the knife?" ”

The man in black immediately gave him a delicate knife, which looked like a leaf of a willow tree, and the name of this knife was called the lancet.

Seeing this knife, the two people inside involuntarily retreated, but there was a wall behind them, and there was no place to retreat, so they shrank in the corner of the wall and trembled.

"Kill me, please kill me." A man cried out in despair.

The other man didn't speak, he couldn't speak, he swallowed when he was nervous, but now he was so thirsty that he swallowed nothing.

Chen Xiu went in, pulled the person who was shouting for Chen Xiu to kill him in front of him, and said calmly; "Yes, you're going to die soon. I'll show you the art of death. ”

Chen Xiu tore off his clothes, and then the man in black came in, took one of his hands and one foot, and put it on the copper bed. Although the weather is hot now, but in this cold underground, the temperature of this copper plate is very low, and when it comes into contact with the skin, this person suddenly convulses involuntarily. He cried loudly, his voice echoing through the space, but no one heeded his cries.

The knife in Chen Xiu's hand is very sharp, it is a knife made of silver, it is beautifully carved, and it is a rare work of art.

With a slight stroke on the belly, the belly was cut, and the person lying on the bed seemed to only feel a burst of coolness, and did not even notice the pain, and the blood slowly seeped out, and as he trembled, the belly gradually opened, and the blood began to flow out like a pool of open mouths, on the copper bed. At this time, the man was not dead yet, he felt pain, and he raised his head slightly to look at his belly. Being able to see the organs in your stomach with your own eyes is like an experience that few people can have.

Chen Xiu enjoyed the process, and he slowly and methodically removed the gall of this man, and the unlucky man finally died of excessive blood loss and pain.

Chen Xiu looked at the perfect gall he had removed, was very satisfied, and laughed hehe.

Suddenly, at this time, there was a sound of hurried footsteps from above, interrupting Chen Xiu's appreciation of his proud work, he frowned, expressing his displeasure, and then said to the man in black: "What's the matter?" ”

Looking up, he found a figure at the gate, the man in black nodded slightly, he knew what to do. He began to go up the stairs, and the man who suddenly broke in seemed to realize at this time that he seemed to have caused a big accident and saw something that should not be seen. His expression changed from anger and impatience to fear. He began to turn around and run, knowing that if he didn't run now, there was only one way to die.

But he couldn't run away, and soon he was caught, and the man in black clasped his only remaining hand, and he knelt on the ground, and he saw the corpse when he came down just now, and now on the same level as him, was a dark green gall dripping with blood, exuding a heavy fishy and bitter smell.

Also, the bloodstained clothes on Chen Xiu's body.

He screamed in horror, but Chen Xiu's face was expressionless, and he began to admit his mistake with a handful of snot and tears, saying that he was willing to gouge out his eyes, indicating that he had not seen anything.

Chen Xiu shook his head slightly, which indicated that he did not agree with his statement.

Then he nununs, and the man in black kicked the copper bed. There was a mechanism there, the copper bed was flipped over, the corpse fell to the ground, the man in black pressed him on the bed, and Chen Xiu approached with a lancet.

He shouted: "The prince spares ...... life" (to be continued. )