Qin Yao suddenly recalled a small detail—

When he first entered the torture hall, he saw the black bishop bleeding a prisoner. After the prisoner died, the black bishop took the blood-filled copper pot and went to the opposite room, and the body seemed to be sent to the direction of the passage made by death.

"Did everyone killed here be sent to the place to be buried?"

Conte nodded, but shook his head and said, "To be precise, it was sent there to be discarded. There are corpses every day, and no one has the energy to dig holes and bury them. Besides, there are stone grounds here, so it is impossible to dig caves and bury every corpse."

It turned out that the end of the passage was a bottomless abyss. It can also be said that the entire referee was actually built on a huge abyss. This abyss is buried under the mountain of Maple Leaf Ridge, and is connected to the underground palace where Qin Yao is standing now through the small passage. The underground palace is connected to the ground through the passage when Qin Yao came.

Qin Yao: "There are corpses every day? How long has it been?"

Could it be that after the demons controlled the Pope Palace, they started killing all day long? But the problem is that following Conte's tone, this kind of corpse throwing seems to have been a long time.

Conte seemed a little nervous and said: "It has always existed, at least for hundreds of years..."

Qin Yao was speechless.

In other words, the action of throwing corpses has been around for a long time and has become a convention, and the frequency of throwing corpses is very high. So how many people have been killed in the past thousands of years of operation of the Divine Cult?

What is this? Is this a demon's cave?

Qin Yao: "Take blood here for the top leaders of the Divine Cult to enjoy. After being killed, the corpses were thrown into the abyss like they were thrown to death, right?"

Conte said tremblingly: "Actually it's not what you imagined... When the God Cult presided over the referendum, they were all arresting demons and heresies."

Qin Yao: "But your divine religion is more demonic than the demon clan and more evil than heretics."

Conte dared not say much, which shows that even these clergymen know that they are guilty and how evil the things they do are.

Bai Jiahei said curiously: "But if the corpse has been throwing here for thousands of years, the deepest pit will have to be filled. How deep is this abyss?"

Qin Yao then raised this question, and Conte also said he didn't know. He only knew that the body was thrown there, but it was not his job, and he had never been there.

As if seeing Qin Yao a little angry, Conte naturally tried his best to change the subject and suddenly slapped his head: "By the way, when it comes to this abyss, I remember Colonel Enrique had someone to send something inside, and it seemed to be quite serious. Could it be that the treasure you are talking about?

Qin Yao was stunned - Longyou Sac? Placed in such a place where there are crowded pits? Isn't this a waste of treasure?

But then he thought of another possibility: after all, isn't the Dragon Stomach Sac a part of the corpse of the Demon Dragon Emperor? Is there any special purpose to send such a corpse to the abyss? This is possible.

Thinking of this, Qin Yao immediately asked Conte and the others to lead the way. In fact, Conte had never been there, but Qin Yao was worried about letting these two guys stay in the hall.

When you walk into that passage, it is dark, humid and cold. As you go deeper, the dead air becomes more and more intense. The air is filled with the smell of the corpse after it has decayed and the sour smell of mold.

When Qin Yao arrived halfway through the passage, he found that there was actually a door here. In other words, the death energy was already so strong, but the premise was still blocking it by the door.

This door was hidden because I had just sent the body inside. After pushing it away, I walked so far and finally arrived at a very spacious but creepy place.

A huge sinkhole!

It is bottomless, dark and deep, with at least the size of a football field, surrounded by slippery stone walls, up to a hemispherical dome.

The place where Qin Yao and the others stood was actually an entrance to the stone wall of the abyss, and the entrance to the cave extended outward by a platform of more than a dozen square meters. Of course, compared with the huge abyss, this platform was tantamount to a small bulge on the stone wall, and it was not obvious from a distance.

As for the situation where I can see it, it is because the dark environment is filled with green light spots, like stars in the sky. When Qin Yao first saw it, he instinctively thought it was phosphorescence, because there are many such things where the corpses gather.

But when I thought about it, I knew something was wrong - in such a deep abyss, how far away the bones were from this channel platform, it could be floating in the void above the abyss.

So when I looked closely, I found that there were bugs that looked like fireflies, but they were more bright than the fireflies. There were not many dancing in the sky, they were smooth and weird.

Through these green lights, you can see that there seems to be a sculpture-shaped thing on the stone wall opposite, like a huge dark shadow. Judging from the outline, it should be the shape of a warrior, holding a book with a flat hand in his left hand... a book? Holding a giant sword in his right hand. The tip of the sword is facing down, as if pointing directly to the bottom of the abyss.

Who can carve such a huge sculpture through the abyss is simply too wasteful to the people. I can only say that there are quite a lot of incredible things done in the history of the Divine Cult, and I can't guess it.

Then Qin Yao stood on the edge of the platform, without fear of heights. He looked down and felt deeper the more he looked, and then he seemed to be a little short-term absent.

A shuddered and took two steps back.

Bai Jiahei got out of his clothes, but before he could look down, Qin Yao retreated.

Conte was a little curious: "What's wrong with Lord Qin?"

Of course, Bai Jiahei is also curious.

Qin Yao: "I just felt like something seemed to be looking at me in the depths of this abyss."

"While you staring at the abyss, the abyss is also staring at you?" Bai Jiahei smiled proudly, "Don't pretend to be a philosopher with me. I don't know how rustic you are, hahaha!"

Get out of here... This broken tiger started to argue with a little better spirit.

Of course, Conte was also asking Qin Yao why he took two steps back and whether there was any accident. Qin Yao also clearly stated that he felt like he was being stared at.

At this moment, a faint sound suddenly sounded from the left rear-

"Can you see the 'Eye of the Plague'?"

Who?! Qin Yao was so scared that he was even Bai Jiahei. When he looked back at Conte and the others, he seemed to be scared, so they didn't know at all.

Qin Yao stared at Conte's back, and of course Conte was so scared that he turned around quickly. He saw a figure sticking to the stone wall on the left corner of the platform!

I didn't see it at all just now, probably thinking it was a stone, but now this "stone" has actually moved.

"Who is it?" Qin Yao was shocked.

What he was surprised was because he had not received any contribution to mental power just now. Logically speaking, if the other party was an individual, Qin Yao and his group of strangers would have been a little surprised, right? Even if you just gave one or two mental power points, it would be fine, but just now it was like a stone, without any movement.

The key is that Bai Jiahei's nose didn't smell the breath of a stranger. Although the strong dead energy here may affect judgment, everyone is too close to them and they didn't smell it.

More importantly, this weird guy actually spoke Chinese!

This person heard that Qin Yao and Conte were talking in Chinese, so he also used Chinese, even more fluent than Conte!

Qin Yao was bold and stepped forward four or five steps before he saw that he was a thin and ragged old man. He was very depressed and leaned against the stone wall like a dead tree. If he didn't open his mouth, it would be like a stone.

The old man's face was yellow and his hair was sparse and abalone areata. The remaining hair around him seemed to be the hair on the mummy. His eyes were empty and without any spirit, and his teeth had fallen into sparseness.

I originally thought that the other party might be an Oriental person. After all, Chinese is very fluent, but when I look closely, I am still a standard Westerner. Even though my skin is wrinkled into pleated skin, I can still see the characteristics of Westerners. The ragged clothes I wear are like strands, and there are traces of teaching robes when I look carefully, but they are just too bad.

"Who are you?" Qin Yao asked. Although he was curious, he actually didn't feel any danger. The old man seemed to be posing a threat to no one, otherwise he would have discovered it just now.

I thought the old man would be a pretentious man like in the movie novel, deliberately not telling his name or creating a synonym that seems to be very high-quality. But I knew that the old man was very real and simple: "The corpse thrower in the abyss is also a tombkeeper, Karafa."

Qin Yao nodded: "It is easy to understand to throw away the corpse. It is probably because the people outside threw the corpse on this platform and asked you to be responsible for it? But what does guarding the tomb mean? Do you still need to guard the tomb here? Do you send a bouquet of flowers to sweep the tomb on the Qingming Festival?"

"Qingming... tomb sweeping..." The old man Karafa murmured, "It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road are about to break their souls. I ask where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village from afar... The poetry of the East is always so beautiful."

Kneel!

Big brother, uncle, grandpa, can you stop like this? My cultural level is really not good. We don’t have a common language in literature.

“Your Chinese is really good.”

"When I was young, I traveled to the East." Karafa still spoke so simple, without any pretentious attitude. "China is very beautiful, the rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the clouds in the north of the mountain, the plum blossom station Xinghua Village..."

Stop! Uncle, stop! Is this a vulgar man who is lingering on the passing line in Chinese? "Old sir, ahem, this tomb guard refers to..."

"Oh, the tomb is guarding here to prevent the devils in the abyss from coming out."

Qin Yao was shocked and thought to himself that there was really a monster in this abyss? No wonder he felt like he was being stared at just now. "What devil?"

"Abyss Plague Demon." Karafa said, "The extremely terrifying demon, including the statue opposite, has it also existed to suppress this great demon."

Qin Yao: "If it comes out, your responsibility is to suppress it back?"

If you have this ability, then you must be a master?

Karafa: "No, when the plague demon tries to come out, I just go outside to report to the God Cult."
Chapter completed!