The mine is now much wider than before, and the walls are reinforced, at least it looks much more formal and safer than before.

It's just that due to the special environment here, Chen Feng told Yuan Ming many things to pay attention to for safety reasons, so that there is no way to expand the scale of production without limit.

Yuan Ming may not be in a hurry in his heart, but out of trust in Chen Feng, even if he knew that he could make more money by increasing the scale of production, he still didn't do it.

Chen Feng walked all the way and was relieved to see that all the places were strictly implemented in accordance with the advice he gave at the beginning.

As the saying goes, if the father and son of the Yuan family are only bent on making money and completely forget his warnings, then in order not to be dragged down by them in the future, Chen Feng will gradually distance themselves from each other.

Now it seems that at least Yuan Ming is doing well, at least Chen Feng doesn't have to worry about any big problems affecting him.

Due to the limitation of production scale, it is unlikely to use too advanced mining equipment, so the mining in the mine is still mainly manpower, supplemented by simple machinery, and the number of miners is of course quite large.

Chen Feng followed Yuan Ming around, and found more than a dozen problematic miners, but he didn't point them out immediately.

After walking deeply for a while, Yuan Ming led him to a deserted mine road.

Chen Feng could see that the mine had obviously just been excavated, and even the traces on the cave wall were new, but he didn't know why it was idle.

"This is a new vein that was excavated about two weeks ago, and the reserves are quite good, and I was quite happy, but within two days of the start of construction, something happened, and the miners who were working suddenly went crazy and painted themselves on the wall. Yuan Ming smiled bitterly: "I came in with Natalia to take a look, and I didn't find anything unusual at the time, I was worried that there was something wrong so I temporarily sealed this place, waiting for you to come and have a look." ”

As they spoke, the two of them had already crossed the mine tunnel and entered the small cave that had just been excavated.

Although the light inside was not bright, it had no effect on Chen Feng, and at a glance, he understood what Yuan Ming meant by the so-called miner himself painted on the wall.

It turns out that the uneven mining face has a picture of human blood, in which many creatures common to Western legends, such as demons, ghosts, angels, dragons, etc., are engaged in a terrible war.

The painter's painting skills are very good, and the drawings are also very much like classical oil paintings, like religious paintings on the roofs of churches, every creature is lifelike, the expressions are quite real, and the details are very good.

It's just that because the scene is so cruel, it gives people a thrilling beauty, and because it is painted in blood, it has turned purple and black after a long time, and it looks a little more gloomy, terrifying and tragic in such a dark environment.

At first glance, the demons that were fighting, the dragons seemed to be alive, as if they were about to break through the wall at any moment.

It's just that these extraordinary creatures can only be regarded as the background in this picture, and what really catches the eye is the figure below the picture, with a slightly curled up body, a distorted face, obviously suffering greatly.

He didn't paint it with human blood, but it was as if he had forcibly peeled off the skin of a living person and pasted it on top of it by some extraordinary means, which is why it was so real.

And the reason why he was so miserable was because he was hung upside down and nailed to a cross. Just like the cross that Chen Feng had seen in the castle chamber of Yevgeny before.

Chen Feng didn't know what the origin of this cross was, but on the way to Fengxue Castle, he searched with his mobile phone and found out that this thing was originally called an reverse cross.

There are different versions of the story, one is called St. Peter's Cross, which says that when the saint Peter was martyred in Rome, he asked the executioner, "Please turn me upside down and crucify me, my Lord erected me on the cross, and I am not worthy to die like him", so he was hung upside down.

There is also a theory that the cross is a symbol of Satan, and therefore it is usually wrapped around the serpent, which means abandoning God and turning to Satan, the lord of hell. It is said that every fallen angel will have such a mark on him. Lucifer, once the most beautiful and glorious angel in the heavenly realm, was later tempted to fall into hell and became Lucifer, the king of hell. He has this imprint on him.

In the latter legend, it is also mentioned that the reverse cross is a red blood stain mixed with black, which is the blood shed by Lucifer who cut off Jesus' hamstring when he fought Jesus, and since then the bloody cross has become a symbol of the fallen angels.

Since there are many similar statements, and they all come from legends, Chen Feng can't tell the truth from the false.

But one thing he was sure of was that since Yevgeny used the reverse cross when he sacrificed Catherine to Alitos, then this thing must have something to do with evil rituals, or at least a little bit of hell or something, otherwise Alitos wouldn't have played with that cross so much.

Now this kind of thing has appeared in this mural painted with blood, and Chen Feng can't help but care. Tsinghua

After taking a closer look, Chen Feng was shocked again, because the white miserable reverse cross was obviously not painted, but made of pieces of human bones, judging from the remaining blood stains on it, this bone was obviously still growing on the body of a living person before, as if it was pulled out raw and got into the mural.

As for the owner of the bones, there is no doubt that he is the poor man who hangs upside down from them with a face full of pain.

Chen Feng had also seen some performance art on the Internet before, and there were a lot of jaw-dropping plays, but it was the first time he had seen it as if it was so bloody that he even made himself a person in the painting.

If it weren't for Chen Feng's strength and courage, I am afraid that he would have been terrified when he saw this painting.

If ordinary people see this situation, they will be scared out of the situation.

No wonder Yuan Ming wants to leave this place idle, because if he doesn't do this, something even more terrifying will happen.

"This man was a big old man before he was born, and he didn't have any skills except for doing physical work, drinking and beating his wife, and it was hard to even write a word, let alone paint, but this wall full of paintings was painted by him with his own blood, and in the end he put himself in it, and I still can't figure out how he did it. Yuan Ming lit a cigarette, took a hard puff and said, "Do you say this thing is strange, evil or not?"

"How did you know that he painted it himself?" asked Chen Feng puzzled.

"He was not the only one working here, and when he began to go crazy and cut his blood vessels and bleed, others were frightened, and they couldn't stop him when they tried to stop him, and he was beaten away, and then he came out with a bloody face to call for someone, and by the time we arrived, it was already like this. Yuan Ming said.

"The people who worked with him hadn't noticed anything unusual before?" Chen Feng asked.

"Yes, it is said that they heard some sounds, not ringing in their ears, but echoing in their heads, and then this guy went crazy. Yuan Ming sighed.

"What about those people?"

"When something like this happened, those people were scared enough, and if they dared to continue working, I gave them some money and sent them away. Yuan Ming frowned and looked at Chen Feng and said, "You know a lot, tell me what the situation is? Is this guy evil, or is there some demon and monster at work?"

"Both. Chen Feng took a closer look at the mural in front of him and said, "The sound they heard must be related to the monster that was suppressed here, and this situation shows that the prohibition here has been loosened, so that there are some weak points, so it can do such a thing." ”

Saying that, Chen Feng pointed to the bones and human skins attached to the wall, and said, "This is not something that can be done simply by going crazy, it is impossible to do it without extraordinary power to intervene." ”

"Then what should we do?" asked Yuan Ming with a hopeful look on his face.

"Destroy this painting first, and then I will set up a ban to seal this place, and don't touch this vein again for a short time. Chen Feng pondered for a moment and said, "Wait until my strength is strong enough to try to suppress the monsters here and kill them to prevent future troubles." ”

"Hmm. Yuan Ming nodded in agreement, turned around and was about to leave, but his face suddenly changed.

"What's wrong?!" Chen Feng immediately sensed that something was not right. Because he noticed a strong wave rippling from the mural in front of him, and the creatures painted of blood all blinked their eyes and moved.

"I heard a lot of voices......" Before Yuan Ming's words fell, his face had already shown an extremely painful look, and his face was distorted, looking extremely terrifying.

"Calm. Chen Feng didn't expect that the monster that was suppressed here would actually do it at this time, and the means were so treacherous, that he was obviously in front of him, but he couldn't understand what Yuan Ming had done.

Although there was some worry and anger in his heart, Chen Feng did not panic, and when he shouted in a deep voice, he had already used his coercion, and the voice echoed in this slightly narrow mine, like a muffled thunder explosion, impacting Yuan Ming's hearing and heart.

"Crazy, I'm ......" Yuan Ming's body shook, his eyes full of fierceness and madness also cleared, and when he opened his mouth and was about to speak, his face changed slightly again, and the sharp voice in his eyes surged again.

"Concentrate your mind, don't think about it, don't listen to it!" Chen Feng snorted again, using his own coercion to offset the influence of Yuan Ming's voice from the sound that only he could hear, and at the same time, his hands flicked sharply, and his strength flew out, sealing dozens of acupoints on Yuan Ming's body in an instant.

Yuan Ming didn't expect Chen Feng to do anything to himself at all, so he was immediately sealed and stood on the spot like a clay sculpture.

Chen Feng grabbed Yuan Ming's shirt and threw it out along the entrance of the mine.