Volume 1: Ancestral Mountain Burning Immortals - Altar of Caution Chapter 75: Strange Sculpture

Yue Guanchao chuckled in his heart, he wanted to try to keep his eyes open, but found that no matter how he opened his eyes, he couldn't see a trace of light!

Even the light of the flashlight disappeared, as if it sank into a chaotic space that the light could not shine into.

Yue Guanchao took the scimitar in the dark and kept swinging it around, he felt that the tip of the knife touched something, but he stretched out the knife again to touch it, but it disappeared again.

The next second, the thing was standing behind him, blowing hot air in his ear.

Yue Guanchao felt the hot and humid feeling on the back of his neck, the hairs on his body stood up, his spine seemed to have been crossed by cold fingertips, and the crispy and numb trembling sensation rushed straight to his head.

He struck the thing backwards with a low elbow, staggering backwards, thinking he was out of the dirty thing's grasp, and in a moment there was a crying, laughing, and scolding all around him.

This movement was very loud, as if he was playing hide and seek with him, and he couldn't hear which direction it was coming from!

"Hey, what kind of hero is pretending to be a ghost, you have a kind of appearance, I'll fight you alone, don't give me ghosts, ghosts, gods, and gods."

Yue Guanchao was reckless in his mouth, but he was weak in his heart, if this thing really appeared, he might not be able to cure it.

He was hesitating what to do next, when the eyes of all the giant beast reliefs in this cell suddenly brightened!

This brightness is not a reflection produced by flashlight, but the eyes of a wild cat in the dark night, emitting a ghostly light from the inside out.

Yue Guanchao's heart sank, this time it was really an evil thing.

Then, the relief paintings gradually circulated, starting from the eyes of the ghosts and gods, the faint light rippled like ripples in the river, and then the whole cell was as bright as the day, as if hundreds of torches had been lit, illuminating the hall with golden light.

The original black reliefs resounded with the unbridled roar and howl of the ghosts and gods, and the cracks of the murals cracked, leaving a bright red liquid in the dripping, and then the entire ground was dyed red.

Before Yue Guanchao could figure out what was going on, the six-sided relief painting suddenly turned into a shadow puppet play, and the choking gongs and drums sounded in his ears, and the noisy and noisy sound was like being in a temple fair in the countryside.

With the sound of a bang, the scene in the white cloth flowed, revealing a different picture like a marquee!

Here the houses are gathered, the pavilions are scattered, the river erects arched bridges, like a jade belt to connect the lofty mountains, the field paths are connected, in the boundless square fields, there are villains are farming, the boundless wilderness beasts are everywhere, the hunters hold bows and arrows, and gallop under the warm spring sun.

On the stage farther away, a woman dressed in a crimson sacrificial dress and a gorgeous and majestic crown on her head looked like a person who could handle things in Witch Coffin Town, and he thought to himself that this was probably someone similar to the village chief.

In front of her, the townspeople of Wuyang dressed in various ancient costumes raised their hands to worship heaven and earth under her guidance.

There was no problem with this, but what happened with it shocked him.

The priestess was caught by a group of men dressed as bandits, tied to the altar of sin, beaten with a whip soaked in salt water, and even used a splint and a soldering iron.

Many torture instruments were tried on her one by one, and the cruel torture instruments made her let out a miserable and painful howl.

Even through the shadow puppet play, people can hear cold sweat, and their hearts seem to be pressed by a big stone, and they are extremely dull.

Yue Guanchao stepped forward, and was about to explore the content of this shadow puppet play, when a sigh came from behind him.

Just now, he was the only one in this cell, where did this sigh come from?

He turned around suddenly, and the originally empty gallows, but now there was a priestess with her hands tied hanging on the I-shaped wooden shelf, looking at her clothes and appearance, she was the priestess on the shadow puppet show.

She was still wearing a crimson sacrificial garment, and her dress was torn and cracked by the whip.

The skin of the body was open, the black blood scabs solidified and cracked, and the snow-white skin was covered with new lacerations, like tender tofu splashed with chili oil.

Even if he didn't smell it carefully, the breath of blood could penetrate his nostrils through air circulation.

Yue Guanchao didn't dare to look at her face, the originally fair and delicate face should have been very beautiful, but now this face was only hideous and terrifying.

There are egg-sized soldering iron marks on both sides of his cheeks, and there is already fat on them, like years of scars and bumps, and his face is full of centipede cracks like a broken porcelain plate.

Such a good person, but he was tortured like this by soldiers and bandits!

He remembered what Tang Dianrong had done, he just wanted to dig up the corpses of these people and whip them for 100 days, and he wanted to make them unable to be reincarnated forever and suffer a lot in purgatory.

Yue Guanchao unconsciously stood on the execution platform and wanted to take her down, but found that this person was just a phantom, and he couldn't catch or touch her.

"What the hell do you want to tell me?"

Yue Guanchao endured the blood, and asked the priestess on the execution table, he thought to himself that no matter what this priestess was, letting him see what had happened before was probably hinting at him something.

When the dying priestess heard the question, her ears twitched slightly, and she suddenly opened her eyes.

Then, the corners of her mouth barely pulled out a smile, and the sadness in her eyes made his heart ache suddenly.

Before he could continue to ask, the priestess's body seemed to be completely rotten like a dead leaf, and it turned into ashes along with the shadow puppet play in the cell, and disappeared!