The god Jue Masae attached to the ceiling, completely blurring and hiding his body, floating in this huge mansion.

There seems to be no one living in this huge Yihui family. Except for Narao and Ihuiguang, who live in the first half of the house where Yihui lives, there are basically no living people in the second half of the room.

All that can be seen is the scattered servants.

Even the gods cannot see it.

The god of the sect kept his pace and continued to touch forward.

Already felt it.

The smell of decay and decay from the soul is getting closer and closer.

The gods rushed forward and quickly floated forward.

After walking through two more rooms, she finally floated to a door where huge copper locks were combined with locks.

This gate contains the divine patterns worshipped by Yihui's family for generations.

The big lock with a sense of time is daunting

But this is just a way for the living to lose the desire to enter it, and it cannot stop the footsteps of the gods. As a spirit, she can completely pass through this wall.

But even though he thought so, Shinju Masae still steadily divided the good thoughts into a thread and patted them towards the gate.

This kind of good thought did not have any obstacles and directly entered the door.

This made the god Masae also come to his spirit.

Since good thoughts can pass through the gate, it means that there are no traps targeting spiritual bodies in this gate, that is, she can enter and exit at will.

Kamizuki walked through the gate without hesitation and looked inward.

There is no light here, but it is not dark.

God Jue Masae looked to his right hand.

The first thing that caught her eye were several slender iron chains.

The slender iron chain was filled with strange brilliance, and there seemed to be a special pattern on the tough chain surface.

These slender iron chains locked the only human form in an unreasonable manner on the spiritual body.

Under the gaze of the god Masae, the decaying and smelly yellow liquid was placed in neatly divided wooden square containers.

Just looking at it, you will find that these square containers are extremely narrow, and there is not even the volume of a person squatting down.

Under such circumstances, the tragic situation of the spirit body tied into the iron chain also jumped into the sight of the god Jue Masae.

The entire spirit body was tucked into the square container strongly.

The white body was distorted in an extremely unscientific state.

The arms and arms were bent and hooked, like strange flowers. Since the feet could not be stuffed into the square container, they broke one thigh with an extremely poignant feeling.

The torso is tightly stuffed into the container. Rather than the torso, it feels like a flower support.

With these hands, feet, and torso combinations, the illusory female head is leaning against the petals of her hands and feet, quietly closing her eyes.

In the middle of her illusory body is a female humanoid generation.

This female humanoid generation was soaked in dim and decaying liquid, making a sizzling sound.

And behind these torture instruments is a small water outlet.

These decaying and decaying liquids flow out from there.

Every time a part is consumed, part of it will be replenished, just like boiling a frog in warm water.

The water from the Yellow Springs constantly erodes the spirits and nourishes the spirits, causing them to suffer cruel torture.

The iron chains that bind the spirit body are specially made, and the pulled spirit body cannot be reduced or enlarged at will.

The water of the Yellow Spring will also decay the female spirit on one hand and nourish her. In this delicate balance, the other party will never be able to escape.

This cruel punishment will continue.

There are also slender iron chains dragged next to this female head, but there are no other celestial beings or human beings there.

Some are just some empty narrow square containers and decayed and dim liquid swaying with water.

Just as the gods stopped, a faint sigh came.

"The punishment cage used to deal with the extremely evil people in Yihui's family is used to deal with the most sinful and evil people."

The female spirit opened her eyes.

There was a black beauty mole next to her eyes. When paired with her already beautiful face, it seemed to have a charming feeling.

But her overall posture is too weird and terrifying, so this charming feeling is completely dispersed, and even her original beautiful appearance seems to become ferocious and terrifying.

After this female spirit body looked at the god of Shizuo, she couldn't help but shake her head: "You are not from the Yihui family. Their spirit body is not as pure as you. Are you from the outside world?"

The spirit body kept experiencing the feeling of being burned, but the woman's expression was not fluctuating. She just looked over and asked a calm voice.

During the long-term punishment of the water cage box, she was already fully familiar with the pain that acted on her soul.

"I, I am the God of Satoshi. You should be Miss Yihui, right?" Shenzhuo Shisui asked in a stuttering voice.

A look of surprise appeared on the woman's face, and she barely lifted her head:

"Do you know me?"

It’s indeed the Son of God Yi Hui!

God's mind is moving.

Finally, she didn't let her come to this place for nothing, and finally she saw the real owner.

Seeing that the god-stop Masae looked thoughtful, Ihui's godson frowned and said, "This is not right. Foreigners will not be allowed to enter the ancient book area. The letter I left behind should be left to the people of Ihui's family. Only when they see it can Naraku her."

"Well"

The god-shu Masae was just about to tell the reason why he was here, but the next moment he was interrupted by the rushing words of God Son Yihui.

"It shouldn't be irresponsible, it shouldn't be irresponsible, it shouldn't be irresponsible, it shouldn't be like this! It won't be like this!"

While the son of God Yi Hui muttered to himself, his mental state seemed to become crazy.

Her beautiful expression showed a look of madness and confusion coexisting: "How could this happen?! Emperor Yu? Why did it become like this? On the day of Yihui? Islander? Humanoid generation? Haven't I already left the island? How could it become like this?!! I"

All the crazy self-talks stagnate.

It was as if everything was quiet.

The son of God Yi Hui raised his head in confusion:

"who I am?"

"Miss Son of God"

The other party's crazy appearance made the heart of God Yui tighten.

It seems that it has been eroded by the erosion of the water of the underworld for many years, which has caused the spiritual body of the God Son of Yi Hui to be completely in a state of chaos.

I originally thought the other party was in a state of conversation, but now it seems

The god-stop Masae just wanted to get closer to the godson of Ihui

Pick.

A crisp sound of opening the door came.

The god's body stopped.

At some point, a figure was already standing behind her.

"Are you?" Kamizumaki opened his eyes wide

"She is the living sacrifice on Yihui's day. That is, the new Yihui witch."

Isui Naraku answered this.

"As you can see in ancient books, even if you can replace a large number of living sacrifices through human forms, the living sacrifice of the witch is necessary. Without the witch's communication with the Divine Tree, it is impossible to suppress the Gate of the Yellow Spring."

She put down the teacup.

As a spirit body, she could only smell the smell of tea.

"Three indispensable things on the day of Ihui. One is the human form, and the other is the blood of the witches." Ihui Naraku raised two fingers and continued with deep eyes: "It should be no problem for me to bring two witches for this reason? Even if one was unfortunately killed while heading to the Ihui Shrine, there is another substitute."

Substitute.

Beichuan Temple turned the teacup in her hand, looked at Yi Huiguang quietly and left.

Even after hearing this term, the young girl just straightened her body and looked dull.

If this calm expression was placed on the old man who was about to die, there would be no problem, but Yi Huiguang would be only eight or nine years old.

Rather than being old-fashioned, it is more like a lifeless look.

He has no expectations for the future, no desire for the present, and lives like a corpse.

He is obviously just a child, but now he should be still the age of being childish and innocent.
To be continued...