In addition, Wu Liang also heard another layer of malice in Yan Lu's words.

Beautiful wife and concubine...

Naturally, they refer to Bai Jingjing and Zhen Mi.

Regardless of whether it is considered from the etiquette of this era or from the perspective of human nature, normal people usually do not always talk about other people's wives and concubines unless they have some thoughts.

Zhang Liang mentioned it once before, and now Yan Lu mentioned it again.

Although it seems to be said casually, how could it be so smooth if I didn't have something in mind?

"I hope you mean what you say. Don't betray your master's trust in you with random thoughts, otherwise... haha."

Yan Lupi nodded with a smile and continued to lead them deeper into the underground palace.

…

After about a stick of incense, the downward sloping trend of the channel finally eased.

Wu Liang and others finally arrived at a long hall.

This hall is the size of two basketball courts. If Zhang Liang's people had not lit many torches on the surrounding walls, it would have been difficult for him to see the whole hall clearly without Suihou Zhu.

There are dozens of stone pillars erected in the main hall, which can only be embraced by two adults holding hands, thus supporting this large underground hall.

Except for these stone pillars.

This hall is actually empty?

Wu Liang looked around and found a huge stone door that had been opened on the opposite side of the passage, allowing two carriages to pass side by side...

However, if you look closely, you can find that there are many traces of dust accumulation and moving objects on the floor of this hall.

That is to say, there should have been a lot of things placed in this hall, but they have all been removed, so it became what it is now.

Is it the "solid meat" used in sacrificial ceremonies?

Wu Liangzhong guessed so.

I can't say for sure, but from what I can observe in detail, there must be a lot of things stored in this hall, and the size should not be too big...

Just then.

"That's..."

Wu Liang noticed a dark red mark on the ground about a foot away from him.

However, at this moment, he could not walk to the dark red traces and take a closer look, so he could not yet determine what traces they were.

Following Yan Lu, he took another step forward.

A strong smell of blood hit his face, and Wu Liang saw more dark red traces on the ground. Some of these dark red traces were large and some were small. The shapes were completely free to play. There was no other trace except the color.

anything in common.

"Son."

Dian Wei lightly touched Wu Liang's shoulder and motioned Wu Liang to look to the right with his eyes.

Wu Liang turned around and saw what Dian Wei wanted him to see.

It was a bloody handprint left on a stone pillar.

The bloody handprint was pressed about one meter above the ground, and then began to slide downward, leaving a long red scratch on the stone pillar.

Next to the bloody handprint, Wu Liang also saw two slender grooves.

The trend of these two grooves is also irregular, but it seems that it is probably caused by cutting with a sharp weapon, and the incision of the groove is still relatively new, so it is definitely impossible to be left long ago...

"Has there been a large-scale battle here recently?"

Wu Liang frowned.

Those dark red traces must be blood stains. The smell of blood that hits your face means that there should be such blood stains everywhere, and these blood stains should be left recently. Otherwise, let alone the smell of blood will fade away until it dissipates.

The red part will also gradually disappear, making it difficult to maintain the current deep red color.

So who will be on both sides of the fight?

One of the parties, Wu Liang, already has the answer, and it must be Zhang Liang from Jinyang.

This place is hidden in the backyard of Zhang Mansion. It is impossible for anyone to break in, let alone a group of people. Besides, besides Zhang Liang, there should be few people in Jinyang City who can organize a considerable number of manpower.

I just don’t know how many casualties Zhang Liang’s men suffered in this battle?

And the other party...

Wu Liang thought of those "solid meats" again.

This is undoubtedly a terrible guess. If the people fighting Zhang Liang's men were the "solid meat" distributed during the sacrificial ceremony, then those "solid meat" were no longer ordinary corpses, but could move freely, and maybe even

A zombie with certain thoughts and IQ!

Then this place must have undergone a corpse transformation of staggering scale and uniformity.

That is to say.

The person who built this underground palace most likely mastered the terrible witchcraft that turned the dead into zombies in batches!

Such witchcraft is not trivial, and later generations have produced many pseudo-science fiction movies with related themes. In such movies, some anti-human evil scientists and some ambitious political groups spend their lives studying similar technologies, and their goals are self-evident.

It goes without saying...

Although such villains in the movie are all made-up, they are also alluding to the real world and are by no means groundless.

If you think about it carefully, except for a few notorious research institutes that appear in the news media, there must be countless various research institutes secretly established by various countries in the world. Each country has also designated restricted areas that no strangers should be allowed to approach.

What is being studied, and what cannot be seen?

Moreover, there are rumors of unnatural phenomenon research institutes in every country...

Thinking of this, Wu Liang couldn't help but feel guilty.

He has robbed so many tombs, and although he has encountered many evil creatures, he has never encountered anything like directly facing an army of the living dead.

But now Zhang Liang and his gang are still alive and well, and they still dare to enter this underground palace.

The "solid meat" was even cooked and distributed to the people of Jinyang City for consumption, which shows that even if there is an army of the living dead, it is not invincible.

When thinking about this.

The group of people had arrived in front of the huge stone door on the opposite side.

At this moment, the stone door is open, and the mottled blood stains and marks of knife and axe are also left on it. Even the entire ground under the stone door is dyed dark red, and it feels slightly sticky when you step on it.

.

It is not difficult to judge that this is probably the place where the fighting is most intense.

"..."

Wu Liang now really wants to interview Yan Lu, or interview these accompanying soldiers.

He just wanted to determine what happened in this place, what the situation was like at that time, and whether Zhang Liang's troops suffered any casualties.

Unfortunately, thinking about it, he knew that these people would never answer his question.

So it’s better not to talk too much and don’t make yourself uncomfortable...

However, there may be someone who can answer his questions. This person is Zuo Ci, whose purpose is still unclear at the moment. He just needs to figure out what this guy wants to do by forcefully recommending him here, so as not to be used as a gunman by him.

Just when Wu Liang was thinking this.

"You are a smart person who can keep your mouth shut."

Yan Lu didn't know when he slowed down again and came to Wu Liang's side, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes.

"Why do strict managers say this?"

Wu Liang asked with a low eyebrow.

"If an ordinary person comes here and sees this scene, even if he is not frightened to the point of walking, he will definitely not be able to control his mouth and want to ask what exactly happened here. But you are different. You have neither

I was so frightened that I couldn't walk, and I didn't ask immediately, which is much better than what I expected."

Yan Lu showed a rare true smile and said in appreciation, "My master needs strangers like you right now. If you don't have any disloyal intentions, I can recommend you to be used in the master's favor."

"Strict management is ridiculous. How dare a villain have different intentions?"

Wu Liang cupped his hands and said.

"It's best if you don't have it. This time you do something well and show your ability in front of the master. The old slave will speak kindly for you."

Yan Lu patted his shoulder again to encourage him, and then took a long step forward.

"..."

Looking at Yan Lu's back, Wu Liang was a little confused.

A slave whose face is branded cannot be called an independent person at all, and may not even be considered a human being in the eyes of his master.

But after so many contacts with Yan Luduo, Wu Liang gradually felt that his identity was not that of a slave.

At least in Wu Liang's view, some of the words Yan Lu said were not words that a slave without independent human rights should say, and it felt more or less like he was acting on his behalf.
To be continued...