Hotaru hurriedly ran over and pulled her parents into the dark, she carefully felt the pulse of the two, and shook her head at everyone:

"The pulse is like jumping out of vanity, obscure, crazy in behavior, bloodshot appearance, pale skin, and at the same time, the body is aging too fast, and the six spirits are not in the body, so it is indeed not acting."

"Just now, I found out that the crazy woman is also in the same state, is it possible that the living people who enter the witch coffin town will gradually become confused, but when my parents are sober, they can take care of life, but this old lady has been crazy."

For Ah Ying's words, Song Siyuan thought for a moment, and a gleam flashed in her eyes:

"I don't know why, but if it's really insanity, maybe it can explain why the people who entered Witch Coffin disappeared, they were occupied by some mysterious force, and finally died of madness."

"We need to hurry up and find the Secret of Zuhyeon."

As he spoke, Yue Guanchao carefully observed his surroundings and observed the second half of the lobby, where more than thirty bronze pillars stood on the back wall.

Most of these pillars are one foot high, and a single person can be encircled, and the arms are barely stretched out between the two columns.

The body of the column pierces more than one meter into the base of the column, firmly supports the edge, and the body is carved with strange bird feather scale insect ornaments.

Their stigmas are slightly larger than those of the water tank, like goshawks spreading their wings and looking majestic, and they are connected to each other by a bell and red rope.

From a distance, it looks like a row of goshawks standing on a rope, swinging back and forth with the ringing of bells.

The place near the height of the man was covered in scarlet blood.

Some of them had dried up, solidified into a black grease stain that hung on the pillars, smelling irony.

Most of the plinths are coiled with severed hemp ropes, which at first glance are used to bind the body.

Yue Guanchao opened the hemp rope and could clearly see the relief handwriting on the front of the pillar!

"Pillar of Ransom!"

Song Siyuan clicked the shutter and said as she walked:

"This place is probably used by the clansmen to punish and detain when they make mistakes, and the bloodstains on the stake of redemption are even more mottled, it is clear that someone is being punished here, but who will this person be?"

Ah Ying looked at Wu Yueniang, the two of them seemed to be frightened, pinned their eyes to the distance, and couldn't ask, so they had to give up.

Further on, you will reach the first half of the altar, where stone steps extend from the walls on both sides to ascend to the second floor, and animal skeletons are hung on the inner walls of the staircase, and the skulls of wild beasts in the white forest are like flowers, which are inlaid in different parts of the staircase.

The statue of this stone staircase hugging each other, standing high on the altar, looks like a new deity.

Yue Guanchao carefully looked at the giant statue in front of him!

The figure of the statue is tough and burly, with an angular face, and it looks like a man.

He was wearing the intricate robes of the ancients, the armor was put on the outside of the robe, looking majestic, the crown of the sun and the moon hung down with silver and white silk on his head, and the stone beads were strung in his ears, and he held the rules in his left hand and the rules in his right hand, standing quietly in front.

This idol is illuminated by the skylight cast by the skylight, and the whole body exudes a cold halo, which makes people can't help but clean up their clothes and pay attention to their words and deeds.

"This, probably the Great Priest's order!"

Song Siyuan looked up at the eyes of the statue, and there was an indescribable sense of coldness.

"How do you know?"

Yue Guanchao asked puzzled.

Seeing that everyone was also curious, she solemnly explained:

"Just now in the Wild Shrine, I told you that the Great Priest and the Young Priest are the same gods, and the Sin Ring Altar is to punish the clansmen who make mistakes, and this place must talk about rules and laws."

She paused, and motioned for everyone to look at the idol's arm:

"Look at the head of the statue, the sun and the moon are the way of heaven, and he still holds two rules in his hand, which shows that the role of this man is to control the way of heaven and enforce the rules, who will it be if he is not the great commander!"

"That's right, it's such a big place downstairs, since there's nothing, let's go upstairs and play."

They looked at all the sin rings and made sure they found nothing suspicious, and walked up the stone steps to the second floor.

The second floor was still very wide, but the layout was much more cramped than the first floor, only half the size of the hall, and twelve small cells were divided against the north wall.

These cells are centered on the central torture chamber, which is distributed from large to small, and from a distance it looks like black pearls lining the north wall.

The arches facing the stone fence are all made of brick and stone, and the iron fence is embedded in them, and most of them are used to hold prisoners or clansmen.

"Let's not pile up together, why don't we act separately and see if the volume of "Zuxian's Secrets" is here?"

After Yue Guanchao finished speaking, everyone walked in pairs and scattered to different rooms.

He was about to go deeper to the left when the largest torture chamber in front of him creaked, opening a crack as if the wind was blowing.

He quietly approached the wooden door of Xing's room, and set his mind to push open the old wooden door covered in blood.

Squeak!

The wooden door was pushed open, and Yue Guanchao turned on the flashlight and stepped into the Xing room.

The so-called torture chamber is the room where the execution and interrogation are carried out.

There are many torture instruments here, axes, machetes, long saws, sharp drills, bone chisels, leather whips, torture staffs, soldering irons, tiger chairs, splints, thorn ropes...... All kinds of torture instruments were scattered and piled up, and the old blood stains on them turned into black stains, and it is conceivable that once they were used on the body, the skin and flesh were light, and the dirt on them alone was enough for a person to drink a pot.

Because it is not an iron fence, the air is not very circulating, and the only two small windows on the roof do not play a role, plus the blood and rotten debris in the prison, you can imagine how choking the smell is.

Yue Guanchao covered his mouth and nose and walked very carefully, so as not to be smoked out by the filthy air.