The stone staircase is extremely steep and straight downward. Under the fire light emitted by Huang Xiaolong, you can see many black resentment and evil spirits visible to the naked eye, rolling and spreading continuously.

However, these resentment and evil spirits will disappear as soon as they touch the fire.

In addition, portraits are hung on both sides of the stone wall.

The contents of these portraits are extremely weird, bloody and cruel.

Some portraits include murder and beheading, some are intestines, some are skinned, some are car cracks, some are castrated, and some are hanged...

If ordinary people see these portraits, they will be scared to death and even to death!

Because the tortured people in the painting looked extremely terrifying, hideous, and desperate... all of this was too realistic. Looking at the portrait, it seemed like you were there and saw with your own eyes that a guilty man was tortured.

"It's interesting, so interesting, it really didn't disappoint me..." Huang Xiaolong admired the portraits with a smile on his face, and explained to Song Yuru. "Big wife, look, the description of this painting is a stolen. You should be familiar with this? stolen is torture by the Shang Dynasty. That is, add grease on the copper pillar, and charcoal is ignited under the copper pillar, so that the guilty person can walk on the pillar. Because the copper pillar is slippery and hot, it can cause the guilty person to fall off the copper pillar and burn it to death from the charcoal. According to legend, King Zhou of Shang used this punishment to punish the criminals for a smile."

"Big wife. Look, the content of this painting is 'saury', which is also a torture in King Zhou of Shang, that is, killing people and drying them into dried meat..."

"Vomit" Song Yuru retching for a moment and said with a sad face. "Xiaolong! Stop talking! I... I'm so creepy, you're still saying this... You're so bad! Are you trying to scare me to death on purpose, right?"

"Oh...Big wife, since you don't like to listen, I won't say it." Huang Xiaolong said helplessly.

"Of course I won't like to hear these perverted things!" Song Yuru protested.

finally…

The two walked to the end of the stone steps.

In front, an old mottled wooden door appeared.

The wooden door was closed tightly, and a trace of deep anger permeation permeated through the inner door, which made people shudder.

Suddenly! I saw some dead bones scattered beside the wooden door.

Some have long since rotted into dead bones.

Some are rotting.

The freshest corpse should have been dead for a few days, and it could still be recognized. It was a young man, about the same age as Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru. He was wearing a red Adidas sportswear, dry and purple-green face, full of horror... It was obvious that before his death, the young man had been indescribable intimidation.

"So disgusting... so scary..." Song Yuru quickly glanced at the dead bones, then quickly covered her eyes. However, she couldn't help but take her hands away again, carefully glanced at the fresh corpse, and screamed. "Yes... it's Mu Dong! This... this corpse that has not yet rotted... it's Mu Dong!"

"Huh? Wife, do you still know this dead person?" Huang Xiaolong said strangely.

"I... I know... Mu Dong is from the Sports Department of our school, and he is the same class as Sun Wei. He is a supernatural enthusiast and often broadcasts supernatural adventures live. What are the haunted houses, spirituals, dice fairies, and pen fairies. He has broadcasted them all live. It is said that he is still a popular anchor... But, a week ago, he suddenly disappeared." Song Yuru said in a palpitation. "On the night when he disappeared, someone saw a group of photos in his circle of friends, which were taken selfies on the subway... I didn't expect that he actually... he took this train to Hujia Village like us... Alas Mu Dong was still so young, so he died here in a daze..."

"Oh... I took the subway for ghosts? It probably wasn't... I guess I walked directly along the tunnel or platform." Huang Xiaolong muttered.

"Oh, it turns out to be a classmate of the White Tiger sister." Huang Xiaolong nodded, and then said helplessly. "Big wife, Mu Dong is too brave and has no ability at all, so he explores supernatural events everywhere... Even if he doesn't die this time, he will be doomed next time... Okay, let's not worry about these."

At this time, Huang Xiaolong discovered that there were still words written on the wooden door.

It is a word of bright red, like written in blood, which is shocking.

"Oh, I wrote the words, my wife, please read it to me, what is written on the wooden door?" Huang Xiaolong smiled.

"I'm so faint! Don't you know the words?" Song Yuru said angrily, but she listened to Huang Xiaolong's words very much. While reading, she read it clearly and clearly. "The Hu family's ancestors rest in peace, and they are not allowed to enter the family unless they are descendants of the Hu family! Those who trespass will die! Those who trespass will be dispersed and will never be reborn! Remember! Remember!"

After reading it, Song Yuru's voice also trembled, "Little Dragon... This is... This is a curse... This is a curse written by people from the Hu family in blood..."

"Hahaha curse? I only know that behind this door is the Hu family's ancestral tomb! Don't trespass into it? Hahaha, I want to dig your ancestral tomb, but you won't let me in? Is this reasonable? Hahahaha~"

Huang Xiaolong laughed loudly and immediately kicked the wooden door open!

With this old mottled wooden door, it was blown to pieces by Huang Xiaolong's powerful kick.

At the same time!

The portraits on both sides of the corridor actually began to move!

To be precise, these portraits that interpret different horror contents, the tortured people in them seemed to have come alive. Not only were they moving, but they also burst out with demon-like roars and roars!

They began to struggle and squirm from the painting, just like they wanted to crawl out!

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The next moment, in the terrifying portraits, people who were tortured all kinds of torture broke free from the constraints of the portraits, and crawled out with a fierce roar. They all had green faces and fangs, covered in blood and flesh, and rushed towards Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru like mad dogs.

In an instant, the entire corridor was filled with endless evil spirits, and the temperature suddenly dropped, making it extremely cold.

"Little Dragon!!!!" Song Yuru was so scared that she blurted out.

However, Huang Xiaolong's mouth was filled with a sarcastic smile.

"Big wife, don't be afraid, this is a very clumsy trick. Hahaha, it's just a ghost covering his eyes." Huang Xiaolong comforted Song Yuru, who was trembling in his arms, and then spit out his saliva.

boom!!!!
Chapter completed!