"Dingle bell!"

Yan Lu rang the copper bell in his hand without hesitation.

The crisp sound of the copper bell echoed in the river, and it was actually a little pleasant.

But Wu Liang smelled some danger from the ringing. Under such circumstances, Yan Lu suddenly offered up such a small copper bell. He must have come prepared, otherwise what awaited him would have been an even more cruel ravage from those soldiers.

"..."

Although many soldiers did not know what Yan Lu was doing, they were also a little wary after hearing Yan Lu's warning before, and immediately set up their weapons to take precautions.

But after waiting for about two breaths... nothing happened.

"This bitch slave dares to pretend to be a ghost when he is about to die!"

"Capture him, and kill him if he dares to act rashly. Now that Zhang Liang has died under this underground river, Jinyang City will be our world from now on, and good days are coming for our brothers!"

"Don't listen to his nonsense anymore!"

"..."

The soldiers soon became irrational again, especially one tall soldier who shouted loudly from the beginning.

The other soldiers also responded to this man in many ways. It is not difficult to see that he must be quite prestigious among these soldiers and will definitely become the leader of this mutiny.

"promise!"

Several soldiers riding on the same bamboo raft as Yan Lu actually responded, and then carried the soldiers closer to the soldiers who had been surrounded by them.

The other bamboo rafts also moved and gradually surrounded the bamboo raft along the road.

"Prepare……"

Seeing this situation, Wu Liang was already ready to order Dian Wei to use force to seize a bamboo raft in the chaos.

And he himself was always ready to jump into the river and swim towards Dian Wei.

Otherwise, once these bamboo rafts are brought closer together, it will undoubtedly be easier for the soldiers on other bamboo rafts to take care of each other, and the risk of trying to do this again will be even greater.

But at this moment.

"Hiss... Ouch!"

The tall soldier suddenly screamed strangely for some unknown reason. When everyone heard the sound and looked at him with some doubts, they saw that he had crouched down on the ground like a shrimp, and his legs were still twitching.

"Uncle Wang, you...what's going on?"

Everyone was just more puzzled and quickly asked.

Several soldiers nearby came closer, held his arms and tried to lift him up.

But when these few people finally managed to hold the tall soldier up, they screamed "ah" again, and the frightened spirit retreated to the other end of the bamboo raft, even setting up weapons and pointing swords at him.

At this moment.

Only then did everyone finally see clearly the state of the tall soldier.

At this moment, I saw that not only was his face frighteningly pale, but he also had an extremely ferocious expression on his face. Even his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and his veins were bulging out.

The appearance of a normal person.

"Giggle..."

His teeth were closed tightly, making a scalp-numbing grinding sound.

The most important thing is.

Everyone could clearly see that something small was surging rapidly under the skin on his face. In just a blink of an eye, it rushed from his neck to his forehead, and then circled around his temple and right side of his face.

It came down and flowed down the neck again.

And there seems to be more than one of them.

Before the last thing disappeared, another one appeared, also surging under the skin of his face... The third one, the fourth one!

In just a few breaths, everyone had already seen seven such things.

No one could explain what was going on. They just felt that the scene in front of them was frightening and strange. They were all shocked for a moment. They didn't know what to say, and they didn't dare to act rashly.

"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"

In front of them, the tall soldier was already rolling on the bamboo raft, letting out heartbreaking screams while rolling, and scratching his body aimlessly with both hands.

In just a few strokes, the exposed skin was already covered in blood, and he didn't even realize that he had scratched off a few nails on his hands.

As the saying goes, ten fingers connect to the heart.

Even in later generations, nail pulling is a torture that sounds numb to the scalp, and is often used in torture to extract confessions.

It can be seen that the pain this soldier is experiencing must be more painful than pulling out a nail, so the pain of nail peeling can be covered up.

But why is he suffering so much?

But no one can tell clearly...

certainly.

People with quick minds have already connected with the small copper bell in Yan Lu's hand. Just now Yan Lu warned everyone but did not listen. Now he rang the bell, and the tall soldier in the lead immediately appeared in this situation. It was difficult to

Don't teach people to make such a connection.

Someone had already subconsciously looked at Yan Lu.

At this moment, Yan Lu looked calm, which further confirmed his connection with this matter.

It's just that no one can explain clearly what is going on, but no one dares to act rashly anymore, but there is a hint of fear in their eyes.

However, this move did not spare others.

"What am I...ah!"

"Ouch!"

"My belly...why is it like this?"

"Dear mother!"

A few seconds later, more soldiers appeared in a similar situation.

One by one, like the tall soldier, they bowed down involuntarily, screaming in pain and rolling around while scratching their bodies crazily, as if they were possessed by an evil spirit.

And at the same time.

There is also something constantly surging under their skin, which looks extremely weird.

"?"

Seeing this scene, Wu Liangliang became more and more suspicious.

He had never encountered such a situation before, and he really couldn't determine what exactly happened at this moment.

What worries Wu Liang the most is.

He saw that Zuo Ci was in the same situation. As far as he knew, Zuo Ci had only come to Zhang Mansion in the past few months, and had been detained in Zhang Mansion ever since.

This is somewhat similar to him and Dian Wei.

It's just that he and Dian Wei spent more time in Zhang Mansion, and naturally had less contact with Yan Lu.

But even so, Wu Liang had to worry that Yan Lu had done the same thing to him and Dian Wei, although he had not felt any pain in his body until now.

Dian Wei was also standing perfectly still, seemingly unaffected.

Wait until you come to your senses again.

Except for him, Dian Wei, and Yan Lu himself, there was no one left who could stand. Everyone was lying on the bamboo raft rolling and scratching crazily.

The screams were endless, like hell on earth.

And the blood flowing from their bodies has flowed into the dark river along the gradual gaps in the bamboo raft, and then a few red lines flowed down into the black water of the dark river, just like a few wisps of red paint merged into the black water.

Among the pigments, there is something so poignant and heart-stopping.

"hehe……"

Yan Lu obviously also noticed Wu Liang and Dian Wei who were completely unaffected.

However, when he looked at Wu Liang and Dian Wei, there was no surprise on his face, just a weird smile.

This detail reassured Wu Liang a lot. It either meant that Yan Lu had not done anything to the two of them, or it meant that even if Yan Lu had done something to them, it was not yet time for the attack to occur.

The next moment.

"Dingle bell!"

Yan Lu rang the small copper bell in his hand again.

"Ouch..."

"pain……"

"Huh? It seems...a little better?"

The screams immediately became much quieter.
To be continued...