The Persian cat removed his palm from the mudra, and the look of surprise on his face was even greater.

I saw him pick up his palm and put it in front of his eyes to take a closer look, and then rubbed his fingers again, and then twisted his eyebrows and whispered to me.

"This is blood"

In fact, after seeing the dark red handprint on the door, I already had a faint feeling that the strange dark red itself gave me a very bad feeling, and what the Persian cat said at this time really confirmed my judgment.

Bloody handprints

The sudden appearance of this thing, coupled with the fact that Brother Mao just shouted that he saw a figure floating past here.

That's a good reason for me to be upset.

However, at this moment, the Persian cat reached out again and reached for the half-open door, and then knocked lightly on the door a few times.

After the knock, the sound coming from the door was not only from the Persian cat, but also from the fact that I was stunned.

Originally, we thought that since this door was opened on the rock wall, it must be a stone door.

And, judging by the color on the door, it does look like it was made of stone.

However, to our surprise, the sound of striking on it was not the dull sound of striking the slate, but a hollow sound similar to that of hitting Styrofoam.

The Persian cat and I couldn't help but look at each other.

Immediately, I reached out and touched the door.

Touching it, the tentacles felt a burst of coldness, as if they had touched an iron object taken out of the ice cellar.

However, the strange sound of the knock just now clearly told me that this door was not made of metal.

This is even more bizarre.

Looking at the dark red bloody handprint on the side of the door, I couldn't help but bite my lower lip.

Immediately, without saying anything, I suddenly squeezed down on the side of the door.

"Clucking"

A strange sound came out of the door with a hard squeeze in my hand.

When I removed my hand from the door, I saw that next to the original bloody handprint, there was a new, small handprint with a lot on it, which was the same one I had left after I had squeezed it hard.

“oh**！”

From next to me, there was an exclamation from a Persian cat.

“whatthe**!”

While exclaiming, the Persian cat reached out and squeezed hard against the door without saying a word.

It's just that this thing is holding back enough energy, and a handsome face is flushed, but it doesn't leave any traces on that door.

At this moment, the Persian cat looked at me with even more astonishment.

I even heard a gurgling sound as he labored to swallow his saliva.

Actually, it's no wonder that the Persian cat was so surprised, even though I had just left a handprint on the door made of unknown substance.

But after exerting myself just now, I also had a deeper impression of this door.

It's far from what one might think.

You know, the strength in my hand, even a piece of granite stone, can be easily pinched into powder by me, let alone any steel door, and it is very easy to leave a handprint.

Originally, when I heard the hollow sound of knocking on this door, I thought it must be similar to those made of styrofoam, but when I squeezed it hard, I realized that I was completely wrong.

The pinch I had just now used almost all my strength, but even then, in the end, it only left a handprint on the door.

And, upon closer inspection, I seemed to notice that the handprint I had pinched out was not as deep as the bloody handprint embedded in the door

In other words, the person who left this bloody handprint is much more powerful than mine

Moreover, judging from the shape of the bloody handprint left on the door, it is clear that it was left from the inside of the door after it was placed on the side of the door.

In other words, this guy who left a bloody handprint is likely to be still in that door at this time.

What makes me even more uneasy

The blood stains on the mudra

"How long has this blood been there?"

I suddenly turned my head and asked the Persian cat.

The Persian cat was still staring at my hand in a daze, and it seemed to him that he would not believe that a thin man like me could have such great power.

So, in shock, he didn't even hear what I was asking him.

It wasn't until I asked him again in a louder voice that the Persian cat suddenly reacted.

Pursing his lips and glaring at me, he replied to me.

"It's hard to say, but looking at the extent of these blood stains, it should be at least more than ten days."

This answer of the Persian cat immediately made me wrinkle my eyebrows.

The mark that Xi Jing left us should be here, and she meant to let me come here to fight her.

You know, here and here, it looks like you haven't been here for a long time, and even if someone has been here recently, it can only be a scene

However, these blood stains left over ten days ago made my heart suddenly mess up.

And whose bloodstains could it be?

Could it be Xijing?

Did she have some accident here?

I pondered in my heart, but without the slightest hesitation, I reached out and pushed towards the strangely made door.

There was barely a sound, and the half-hidden door was completely pushed open.

As soon as the door opened, the Persian and I retreated a few steps back at the same time, and then we both peered into the door with wide eyes.

However, after this glare, the Persian cat and I stared at each other again.

I saw that behind the door, there was a long passage.

And this passage completely overturned what I had just thought in my heart.

This was supposed to be a very clean passage, but the bloody handprints that appeared on both sides of the passage from time to time, as well as the splashes of blood, made the passage look completely tidy.

On the walls on both sides of the passage, a light similar to an energy-saving lamp will appear at a distance of more than ten meters.

Although I couldn't tell how those glowing things were embedded in the wall, at this time, these luminous objects were constantly flickering, reflecting the blood-red handprints on both sides of the wall, which made the atmosphere emanating from this passage even more weird.

The Persian cat and I stood outside the door, staring blankly into the passage for a long time, neither of us thinking about being the first to step into it