Chapter 125: Fairy Tale Forest (Seventy-One) Secret Room

I looked in shock at the entrance that had disappeared from the wall, and then looked down at the painless palm, the process of opening the door with the stinging of the palm was all too familiar, after all, I had just experienced it not so long ago. Could it be that the door of this secret room also has some magic that can be opened by the blood of the royal heir?

I looked at the wolffangs to the side in a bit of a daze, and I could barely make out the wolffang's expression by the light that came out of the wall as it disappeared.

At this time, the wolf's teeth were tense, and it seemed that he was guarding against something, feeling my gaze, he looked at me and frowned slightly, "What's the matter?" Is this wall suddenly disappearing because of you? Mo Li? ”

I hesitated for a moment, but then replied, "I'm not sure that this door is the same as the previous one, and it sucked my blood and then opened."

Wolf Fang glanced at me, then turned his head to look at the open door, "So, is it true that the doors of the secret rooms here are all opened like this?" ”

I shook my head and shrugged, signaling that I didn't know the question, and the Wolf Fang didn't say anything about it, and walked through the door.

"Come in, if this really leads to a secret room, I'm afraid there is some big secret." Wolf Fang said and held out a hand to me, "Hurry up, we don't have much time, we need to get back before dawn." ”

I was stunned for a moment, but I raised my hand and put my hand on the wolf's hand and asked him to pull him into the secret room. It wasn't until I entered the chamber that the vanished walls slowly recovered and blocked our way out.

And after the walls were restored, with the help of the light in the passage, I also found some clues.

"This pattern does seem to be a bit similar to the pattern on the door of the secret room before." I thought carefully about the pattern on the door of the previous secret room, and the more I looked at it, the more I realized that there must be some correlation between the two.

"After all, it's all in the fairy tale forest, maybe it's almost magic." Wolf Fang said beside him, "Let's go, let's move forward." ”

I said yes and started walking after the wolffangs.

In fact, the space behind the walls is more suitable than a secret room. I took a closer look at the structure of the passage and reached out and touched the walls on either side. The walls were damp and slightly soft to the touch, and a thin layer of mud was smeared on the fingertips after rubbing. I touched it carefully again, and found that the wall was very flat, and it should have been deliberately built by nature rather than dug up in the wall.

I looked around carefully, and found that the light came from a kind of moss growing on the walls of the passage, and I guessed that it was some kind of fungus, which was yellowish in color, growing on both sides and on the top walls, and slightly fluorescent to illuminate the passage. At the same time, I also felt that the air in this passage had a faint fishy smell, not the smell of moss.

"Don't leave, be careful, people often come here." While I was still curiously studying the moss, Wolf Fang suddenly said in front of me, "And be careful." ”

I glanced at his back in confusion, "Why do you say that?" Did you find anything? ”

The wolf tooth didn't answer, and was silent for a few seconds before pointing to our feet. I wondered a little about his silence, and though I didn't know why, I followed his movements first and looked at our feet, and found that the fluorescent moss grew not only on the sides and on the top, but also on the side under our feet, but only on the sides of the road, and there was still no growth in the middle of the road.

What is this for me to see? I watched my feet walk forward with my head buried in confusion, and even deliberately bent the walking path from side to side a few times, hoping to find something special. After walking a few steps, I realized that if my shoes stepped on the moss, the moss would be picked up by the soles of my shoes and knocked off, revealing a small piece of black ground.

This was what I felt I was grasping, so I stopped and crouched down to take a closer look at the road beneath my feet, especially the moss on the sides and the gray-black ground in the middle. I got closer and found that there was not a complete lack of moss growing on the gray-black ground, but there was a very small and thin layer of growth, and the place where I stepped on the moss just now was also such a thin layer remained, because the amount of moss is not much, so the fluorescence effect is not very strong, and you won't really find it if you don't look closely.

As I stopped, so did the wolffang, "Did you find it?" This gray-black ground is exposed in the middle of the road, not because it is not suitable for moss growth."

"It's because people walk through it a lot!" I followed the wolf's tooth words and said what he hadn't finished, the moss on my hands was like dust and dry grass clippings, I patted the moss on my hands and stood up, "Let's go, since there are often people coming here, it means that this place is dangerous, let's quickly investigate and leave." ”

Wolffang didn't have any objections to my words, and the two of us moved on. After a short walk of the passage, we came to a corner, and the whole passage turned to the left and continued to stretch forward. I made a rough estimate of the distance and realized that after the turn, we should be directly below the hallway on the second floor. I had a hunch that if the passage stopped turning, we would soon be at the end of the passage, the secret room directly below the bathroom, and I could already faintly see the faint light at the end of the passage.

As I expected, the passage was not long, but it was a few tens of meters, and we soon came to an end.

However, the closer I got to the end of the passage, the fishy smell became stronger, and at the same time gave me a very familiar feeling, and I vaguely felt that this fishy smell was not the smell of moss. After following the wolf tooth out of the passage, the scene in front of me surprised meβ€”

The sight that caught my eye was comparable to that of any horror movie, a pool about the size of a bath in the center of the room, and in the pool it was not clear water but bright red blood, and all I could smell was blood.

On either side of the pool was a terrible sight, and on one side was a long bloodstained table, on which were all sorts of sharp knives, saws, and other tools I didn't recognize, and those tools were messily placed on the table, and the coagulated blood on them showed that they had really been used, and the blood and the cold light reflected a cruel madness.

On the other side is a long crossbar fixed to the ceiling, like a slaughterhouse, on which are hung several human corpses, male and female, complete and mutilated, but all disemboweled, empty chest cavity and separate torso, without internal organs and heads.

I didn't dare to look any more, so I hurriedly turned my head away, and a tumbling stomach made me subconsciously raise my hand to cover my mouth, and I endured it for a few seconds before I suppressed my nausea a little.

Seriously, in terms of smell and quantity, the corpses here are far inferior to the mountains of corpses made by rats in the sewers of the No Man's City. However, when I saw the mountain of corpses made by the rats, it was just as the war was approaching, and the nerves of the whole person were very tense because of the danger, coupled with the influence of pressure, so the nausea in my heart did not explode.

Now the scene is in a situation where there is no imminent danger, and the environment in the corpse mountain is relatively dark, and the corpses are all rotten flesh, which can be regarded as unrecognizable, although the smell is not good, but it is difficult for me to make out what is clear. And here the scene is a clear and complete corpse, not decomposed, not unrecognizable, and in this way it is hung, and what they represent is not the slaughter of humans by wild beasts, but the more terrifying truth - human cannibalism.

People eat people, it is not that such things have not happened in history, the events in the historical records are some ugly and some are heroic, some are because of natural disasters and some are because of wars, but those cannot be compared with what I saw in front of me.

Giving up the bottom line in order to survive and doing evil deeds for selfish desires are completely two concepts, although the cannibalism I know is not nothing, such as Yi Zi and eating, such as the Battle of Suiyang in the Anshi Rebellion, but although I don't agree with those situations, it can also be understood as a helpless move to survive, but such as the history of Qi Huan Gong's infant eating, makes me feel extremely disgusted and disgusting. It is precisely because of this that the psychological impact of the meaning of the room in front of me is indescribable, and it is already challenging my limits.

I just subconsciously turned my back because I didn't dare to look at the scene over there, however, after I forced the feeling of vomiting, I occasionally looked up and found a large dining table on the other side, the candlestick and flowers placed in the center of the table were not the point, the point was that there were three sets of utensils on the table, and there was still this unfinished food on the three plates, and I clearly saw a half-eaten foot on one plate!

This sight finally broke my limits, and I could no longer suppress the twitching of my stomach, and turned and ran into the passage to vomit, and the scene I had just seen came to my mind uncontrollably.

It was a foot that was still in full shape, the five toes and the entire image were still visible, the reddish-brown skin was faintly oily, and the flesh of the sole of the foot had been cut to reveal a hole

vomit

I couldn't stop the convulsions of my stomach, so I could only hold on to the wall with one hand to maintain my balance, and press the other hand on my stomach to stop its convulsions. The irregular diet for the past two days has been a great challenge for my fragile stomach, let alone seeing such a disgusting sight. I'm glad it's been a long time since I last eat, and there's nothing left in my stomach, and after the vomiting emptied the pouch, it was replaced by stomach acid and retching, and it went on for a while before I stopped vomiting a little, but my stomach was still twitching from time to time.

"Are you alright?"

Hearing the voice, I turned my head to look at Wolf Fang, who was standing in the doorway of the passage with his back lit, his face calm and indifferent.