God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 379

I saw about a dozen corpses hanging above the small secret room in front of me.

There are men and women, old and young, the oldest looks to be 80 or [-] years old, and the youngest is only one year old!
It looks like a neat family.

There are thick iron hooks on the necks of more than a dozen corpses. The iron hooks are connected to the chains. The chains are hung on the roof of the secret room. They are hung in the air by their necks. Their expressions are extremely painful. His clothes were stained red with his own blood.

The body has not rotted yet, they look like they just died not long ago, but the blood on the clothes has already dried up.

The most important thing is that they are wearing summer clothes, and it is winter now.

And from their painful expressions, it can be seen that when they were alive, the iron hooks penetrated their necks and hung on them.

After Xia Zishang glanced at the corpses, she frowned slightly, and turned her deep gaze to a small table in the center of the secret room.

The way the dozens of corpses were arranged was very strange, hanging in the shape of a circle, with the gap in the center facing the small platform below.

It reminded her of a sorcery.

Just as Xia Zishang was concentrating on thinking, Yusheng's voice came from his ear.

"Who is it that has the ability to dig out such a secret room in this palace and do such unconscionable things?" Yu Sheng's eyes were reddish, his fists were tightly clenched, and strong anger occupied his heart.

He didn't know the origin of those corpses, who they were before they were alive, and whether they had done anything unconscionable.

But he was very clear that among those people, the child who seemed to be only one year old at most had never done anything bad.

He was still so young, and before he had time to see clearly the kindness or sinisterness of this world, someone pierced his neck with a hook about the thickness of his neck, ending his life.

What Yusheng said was exactly what Xia Zishang also wanted to know.

But now is not the time to delve into this, Xia Zishang silently raised her feet and walked towards the small platform.

I saw a red box on the small table.

"Master Xia, do you want to open this box?" Yusheng also experienced a lot of wind and waves, and quickly packed up her emotions, and followed to the small platform.

"If my guess is correct, it should be a family hanging on it." Xia Zishang's tone was a little low, and she looked at the box wrapped in a mass of dead air in front of her, "The dead air on Your Majesty's body is the same as that in the box." The dead air that emanates is the same."

In fact, it's not just that, she also felt a deep resentment from the box.

This kind of resentment carries a kind of unforgettable despair, which is so strong that people cannot ignore it. If a person is not firm in mind, it is very likely that this powerful resentment will draw out his own demons.

After Xia Zishang finished speaking, she glanced sideways at Yu Sheng beside her.

This little Taoist priest is young, and his mind is definitely not as firm as his old fried dough stick master.

Originally, he planned to let Yusheng recite the mantra of clearing his heart by himself, so as not to be affected by that resentment, but Xia Zishang saw from Yusheng's face that there was no other emotion except pity and sympathy.

This little Taoist priest's heart is quite clean.

Thinking like this, Xia Zishang looked away, and looked at the wooden box on the table again.

The wooden box was vermilion, smooth without any patterns, and a small golden lock was hung on the box.

The size of the wooden box is just enough to hold a human head.

　The plot in the next period of time will gradually become more and more powerful. Let’s lay the groundwork for now~ Ask for tickets and tickets, and the rest will come in the morning. Thank you for the rewards when the time comes!In addition, after receiving the editor's notice, the explosion was brought forward to 12 o'clock on Sunday night, which is the early morning of the [-]st!mwah!good dream!

　　
　
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