Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Seal of Kongtong (3)

Wei Qing looked at the rows of stone houses in front of her, and it was still an empty and silent alley, but why did she feel that this road was different from the roads she had taken before? She casually brushed away the broken hair in front of her, wait, broken hair? She obviously tied her hair in a ponytail, how could there be broken hair at this time?

The frizzy bangs floated to the front of the eyes again. She finally knew what was different about this alley!

She suddenly felt something in her heart, and turned back suddenly, but there was no one behind her!

"Long Zheng!Scorpion!Feng Xiao!" Wei Qing shouted anxiously, but the whole world was as if she was the only one left, and only an echo echoed in the empty alley.

"Long Zheng, Scorpion, Feng Xiao, Where are you? When you hear it, you will reply-"

No one responded. Feng Xiao was still complaining behind her just now, and she was still holding Long Zheng's hand just now, why didn't she pay attention, and they all disappeared in a blink of an eye?

Wei Qing frowned, it seemed that she was the only one left in the heavens and the earth, and the only thing that accompanied her was the figure that was quietly imprinted on the ground not far away. Wei Qing pressed down the apprehension in her heart and approached the shadow lightly. She didn't feel scared at all when someone was with her, but now, she was alone, and any slightest disturbance would make the strings in her heart tense.

Every time she took a step closer, the shadow moved forward a little. She tried to take a few quick steps, and the shadow picked up speed. It felt weird, like this weird shadow was walking her.

Before she knew it, she followed the shadow to the end of the alley, in front of a black stone door. She was stunned, this stone gate was black, and the top was pitted, like the surface of a meteorite, which was very different from the white stone houses on both sides. She looked up again, good fellow, isn't this the pillar-like tower in the middle of the crater?

Wei Qing looked at the towering black tower above her head that had been connected to the roof of the shed, and felt dizzy, if she kept climbing up, she wouldn't have to lose half her life? But did she have any other choice now? Can she stay here and wait for Long Zheng and them?

Wei Qing was hesitating, and suddenly a strong force slammed her from behind, "Ahh "Bang-" The stone door closed automatically. The tower is black, and he can't see his fingers. As soon as she entered the tower, she immediately turned around and ran to the stone gate, and pushed hard, but the stone door did not move, and it was clear that it was effortless when she pushed the door open just now. Moreover, who was pushing her just now? Could it be that shadow? That thing knows what she was thinking in her heart? Wei Qing was depressed, it seemed that she couldn't go with it, she was in the light, that thing was in the dark, if she accidentally pushed and bumped again, what would she do if her life was not guaranteed, she still wanted to join Long Zheng and go back alive.

She turned on the flashlight and shone it around, and sure enough, she saw the figure waiting for her at the staircase. She couldn't help but say loudly: "I'll just follow you, don't push me anymore, push and hit, and the bones will fall apart." Anyway, it didn't matter if the figure heard it or not, whether it reacted or not, he climbed straight up the stairs.

The staircase was long, narrow, and spiraling, and Wei Qing was dizzy and out of breath when she climbed up. But she didn't dare to stop, and she didn't dare to hold on to the wall to catch her breath. The murals painted on the walls are terrifying.

The mural on the first floor depicts a little green imp slowly plucking out a man's tongue with red-hot iron tongs, and the tongue sticking out is finally plucked out and thrown into the stove......

On the second floor, there is a picture of an unclothed woman who has lost ten fingers by the imp......

On the wall of the third floor, a green imp is depicted throwing a man into an iron tree full of sharp blades, and the man is hung from the tree but does not die, but screams in pain......

Isn't this vivid mural the legendary eighteen layers of hell? What does the owner of this tomb mean?

Just when Wei Qing was panting, thinking that the next layer was the hell of the oil pot, and a group of people were forced to fry in the oil pot, he saw a lonely sarcophagus placed in the ninth floor in the cold. The sarcophagus was also made of white jade, so oily and clear that you could even see the figure lying inside. Xu had seen all kinds of punishments in the first eight layers of hell before, and when Wei Qing saw the sarcophagus, his first reaction was to wonder how the person lying in it died, whether it was fried or cooked, or frozen? No, no, now is not the time to study the cause of his death.

Wei Qing illuminated the staircase leading to the sixth floor, and the figure was gone. Is this the end of the place?

"Knock, knock—" The voice came from the sarcophagus.

Wouldn't she, just in time for the guy in the coffin to wake up and climb out for a walk? Wei Qing quietly hid in the corner, dimmed the flashlight, held her breath, and quietly observed the sarcophagus.

There was a loud bang, and the lid of the sarcophagus was lifted. Immediately afterward, there was a terrible silence. Wei Qing hesitated and didn't dare to step forward, if the zongzi in there just turned over and kicked the quilt, it would be fine, but what if the zongzi suddenly sat up when she stepped forward?

Another force thrust her forward, and she staggered a few steps, almost crashing into the sarcophagus in the middle. Wei Qing roared in her heart, come again, that guy is really endless. The curiosity in her heart gradually rose, there must be some secret hidden in this coffin.

She cautiously stretched out her head to look inside the coffin, and the person lying in this coffin was the bloody man she had seen at the bottom of the tower! Could this be the body of that figure? Wei Qing muttered in her heart. She looked at it carefully, and the more she looked at it, the more she felt that it was the bloody man.

It was covered in blood, and it was impossible to distinguish whether it was skin or clothes, only a vague human-shaped lump of flesh. The only thing special about it is that it is holding a golden seal in both hands.

Could it be that this is what Long Zheng said about the legendary Kongtong seal?

"This one, this brother, you yourself brought me here. I'll take a look at this Kongtong seal, but don't sit up suddenly and scare me. Wei Qing said, staring at the bloody man's head with both eyes, and at the same time reaching out and slowly touching the Kongtong seal.

She held the seal in her hand, and before she could examine it closely, she heard a series of sneers.

"Hehehehehehe......"

――――――――――――――――――――――――

Ask for collection, ask for collection, ask for collection~