"Come on, you can take a good look at it too." After a moment of silence, Chen Jiutong handed me a very small monocular.

I took it, pulled out the cylinder mirror and looked at the pool of blood, and suddenly an extremely distorted human face came into front of me, and through the blood-colored membrane, I could clearly see that it had grown into a mouth, as if it wanted to suck the outside air into its mouth hard, and covered its neck with its hands, suffocating in extreme pain.

Unprepared, my frightened hands shook and I hurriedly pushed the tube back a little, pulling it so far that the focus was on the blood film.

After looking at it again, I found that the face of extreme pain just now was just one of them, I don't know how many things were trapped in the pool of blood, and they were all rushing out, struggling to grow their mouths, but to no avail. The top of the pool of blood was like countless fountains, constantly arched and constantly calmed back.

My scalp was numb when I looked at it, and I felt that those trapped things looked like people, so I asked Chen Jiutong what the blood pool was.

"That's a blood prison."

Chen Jiutong said: "What is trapped inside is a large number of unjust souls, they are trapped inside, eager to breathe, but they can never breathe in a little air, the most terrifying thing is that they are already souls, so they will not die, they will always suffer the torture of suffocation." ”

"Perverted!"

I felt chills all over my body when I heard it, and the pain of suffocation was not something that ordinary people could bear. There is often that kind of picture in TV movies, where a stinky and hard villain refuses to confess, so the protagonist covers his face with a towel, and then pours water on the towel, and the villain is recruited in a few clicks.

I once read a story that says that the fear of suffocation outweighs the fear of being mutilated! And the most terrifying thing about the blood pool is that the torture that is extremely painful will never end!

"I don't see those black gases."

Chen Jiutong said again, pointing to the wisps of black gas floating out of the blood pool and said to me: "That is the resentment emitted by the tortured souls, and the demon king will be resurrected by absorbing those resentments. ”

"Resentment." I nodded, somewhat half-understood.

Many evil ghosts or powerful ghosts are formed because of the deep resentment before death, and evil spirits and the like are born with bad luck, in short, it is not a good thing for the living, and if you take a breath, you will be insane, and you will die violently.

It's just that the resentment will converge into a black gas visible to the naked eye, and this is the first time I've heard of it.

Seeing that I was a little confused, Chen Jiutong explained: "No matter how heavy the grievances of one or two unjust souls are, it is impossible to produce such substantial grievances. ”

"So much?"

My scalp was numb, and I was secretly frightened that the Demon King was a handiwork, how many people had it killed? Such a devil is not punished by heaven and is still hidden in the underground palace waiting to be resurrected, where is the justice of heaven?

"That thing floating on the top of the blood prison is the possession of the demon king's soul." At this time, Ma Yongde pointed to the top of the blood pool and said.

I hurriedly adjusted the focus of the telescope and aimed it at the black thing.

A closer look reveals that ...... It turned out to be a heart!

And it's still beating in a shrinking one, alive!

I was a little confused, the dwelling place of the demon king's soul turned out to be a black heart?

The heart is about the size of a fist, and wisps of black gas are inhaled into it when it shrinks and shrinks, and what makes the scalp tingle is that every time it opens, some blood-red meridians will appear on it, red and shiny. And every beating is very powerful, making a muffled sound of "dong dong", which makes people feel as if their hearts have been hit by something, which is particularly uncomfortable.

"What the hell is that, heart?" I asked.

"I don't know, it's not written in the notebook." Chen Jiutong shook his head. Instead, Ma Yongde opened his mouth and said: "Maybe it's the heart of the demon king, that is, his own heart, and his soul is possessed in his heart after death." ”

I nodded, and shifted the telescope to other targets, the first one was Miao Miao, she stood expressionless, her eyes looking at the heart of the demon king, but she seemed to lose focus, not knowing what she was thinking.

Looking at her face, I couldn't help but be in a trance in my mind, and after a long time, I moved away, and focused on the leather coat, Gua Ge, and Wong Tai Sin; I found that they would exchange a look from time to time as they stood there, and when they looked at the pool of blood, there seemed to be an anxious look on their faces.

This makes me a little strange, especially the leather-clad man, he has always been Tarzan collapsed without changing his color, very calm, what is it that makes him so anxious, and the same is true of Gua Ge.

Finally, there was the Lady of the Horn, who kept saying something to her men, directing, but she couldn't hear what she was saying from too far away.

And her subordinates are around the huge pool of blood, using some red things to draw and write on the ground, and even some are carved directly on the ground, and the textures inside are extremely complex, just looking at it makes people dizzy.

It was then that I noticed that among the men brought by the Lady of the Silkworm, those who were being arranged were obviously different from the guards next to them, they were more civil, many of them wore thick glasses, and they were still older, and many of them had gray hair.

Obviously, these people are here to arrange the mysterious texture, not guards and thugs like the hairy mole man.

"Uncle Jiu, what are they arranging for?" I wondered.

"It seems that it should be arranging the Qimen Magic Circle, wanting to deal with the soul of the Demon King." Chen Jiu Tongdao.

"Circle?" I tugged at the corners of my mouth, this name is too mysterious, isn't it? There is really such a thing as a magic circle in this world, so he asked, "Does this thing really exist?" ”

Chen Jiutong smiled and explained: "The Qimen Circle is actually not so mysterious, it is the same as Feng Shui, that is, to do the potential, the wind has the wind potential, the mountains have the mountain potential, the water has the water potential, from the perspective of the Qimen, anything in the world has a certain amount of energy, and the Qimen Array is to stimulate this energy for their own use." What we call Feng Shui is actually a naturally formed Qimen magic circle. ”

"This thing is very difficult, very mysterious, the slightest mistake is a thousand miles, only the great power of Qimen can be arranged, ordinary people, let alone arranged, it is good to be able to recognize it." Ma Yongde also said.

"And how could they?" I asked them below, if these people are willing to be the subordinates of the mole women, they are definitely not the power of Qimen, who is the power of Qimen?

The ancestor of the Hong family is counted as one, and the one who once arranged to suppress the Feng Shui Bureau of Qinglong Town is counted as one, and those who are lying on the ground are commanded by the lew women, like an old pedant, obviously not!

"This is the essence of the Qimen family."

Ma Yongde shook his head and said, "They have a lot of wealth, and they can train some people to practice arranging and carving the Qimen Array, and they will not hesitate to cultivate them over and over again, and in the end, practice makes perfect." You see, many of those people have gray hair, which means that they have spent almost half of their lives in the magic circle under their hands to get to where they are today. ”

I listened for a moment of silence.

Ma Yongde is right, the money power in this world is not omnipotent, but it is close to omnipotent.

It's just that I don't know where Miao Miao came from, and the tip of the iceberg in front of me is enough to shock.

It turned out that the gap between me and her was so big, it was simply an insurmountable chasm.

After being silent for a while, I remembered the Dragon and Tiger Bureau covering Qinglong Town, and according to what Chen Jiutong said, it should also be a naturally formed Qimen Array, so I asked again: "Uncle Jiu, do you know the Dragon and Tiger Bureau?" Qinglong Town's. ”

"Yes, there is a record in the notebook." Chen Jiutong nodded.

"What is the relationship between the dragon and tiger bureau outside and the underground palace here, isn't the confrontation between the dragon and the tiger a big murderous situation? How could anyone still build a dungeon in the middle of the Dragon and Tiger Bureau? My heart fluttered, and I hurriedly asked.

Chen Jiutong shook his head and said, "I don't know this, the Qimen Array is far from something that we can touch, and the notes on it are also vague, as if someone used the energy of the Dragon and Tiger Bureau to forcibly reverse yin and yang, turning the world upside down." ”

"Who did the thing that changed the name, that is, Qinglong Mountain was changed to Snake Mountain, and Black Tiger Mountain was changed to Lao Maoling!" I asked.

Ma Yongde smiled and said, "This is very clear, it was the ancestor of the Hong family who did it. ”

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