Go through the low alley and stop in front of the stone door at the end.
The believer took out the key chain and opened the heavy stone door.
When the stone door was opened, a strong musty smell and a rotten smell immediately overflowed from the door. The smell was nauseating.
"Remember, obey me in everything!" the believer warned again, frowning and walking into the stone door.
Inside the stone gate, it was very dark. As we went down the stone steps, the temperature became increasingly colder and damper.
It is obviously the warm early spring outside, but under the stone steps it is as gloomy as early winter, making people feel cold all over.
Beside the narrow passage, there is only a small window on the heavy stone door, and various sounds can be heard from the window.
Panting, crying, cursing, begging...
This is the darkest place in the entire Holy City, and naturally all those imprisoned are so-called heretics.
Li Li listened to the voice coming from the stone window, and all he felt in his heart was contempt.
Those believers who respect the religion as gods, do they know that there is such a dark place like hell in this seemingly bright holy city?!
When he reached the end, the believer turned around and walked up the downward steps. The air became more humid and colder as he went down.
The further you go down, the redder the color of the ground beneath your feet becomes. By the third floor, the original color of the bluestone in the stone corridor can no longer be seen. It is already a dark red like coagulated blood, but I don’t know how many people have soaked it.
Blood.
Walking to the stone steps leading to the fourth underground floor, Mo Li had just stepped down two steps when he heard someone yelling in a rough voice.
"Gong Ao, you bastard bastard, let me tell you, even if your Grandpa Niu'er dies, he will not testify against my Mr. Mo. I am responsible for my own actions. I am the one who scolded the temple, and it has nothing to do with my Mr. Mo..."
Snap!
The sound of a whip interrupted his voice.
After a while, he continued to curse again.
"If you have the guts, just use a little more force. This kind of blow is just like scratching an itch. How can it hurt me!"
He spoke arrogantly, but his tone seemed weak. It was obvious that he was running out of energy.
Li Li's hand holding the empty swill bucket clenched tightly.
Hearing this voice, the believer walking in front also stopped in surprise.
"who?!"
Someone asked sharply.
"Go back to the Holy Son!" The believer took two hurried steps and ran down the steps, "It's me who will bring people to pour the swill!"
Mo Li lowered his face, carefully carried the swill bucket, and huddled in a corner of the stone wall. He looked like a shy country boy who had never seen the world at all.
Gong Ao, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Mo Li sharply, "Who is he?!"
"Lao Zhangtou broke his leg when he got up last night. He is Lao Zhangtou's grandson, and he has been replacing Lao Zhangtou for the past two days!" the believer replied with a smile on his face.
Gong Ao looked back and waved gently, "Hurry up!"
"Hey!" The believer agreed, reached out and grabbed Mo Li's sleeve, and pulled her into the inner passage.
Li Qiye carefully raised his eyes from under his broken felt hat, and after just one glance, his heart immediately tightened into a ball.
In the lobby of the fourth-floor basement, Lin Niuer hung his hands on the iron rings, hanging in the air. His body and face had been beaten to pieces, and there was no trace of good flesh. The clothes on his body were stuck to the flesh, and even his heart was injured.
He was so cold that he couldn't bear to look at it more.
In addition to Gong Ao, there are several tall and strong law enforcers in red in the hall. In two dark corners, there are two figures in black robes, but they are in the shadows and cannot see their faces.
Face. Walk through the low alley and stop in front of the stone door at the end.
The believer took out the key chain and opened the heavy stone door.
When the stone door was opened, a strong musty smell and a rotten smell immediately overflowed from the door. The smell was nauseating.
"Remember, obey me in everything!" the believer warned again, frowning and walking into the stone door.
Inside the stone gate, it was very dark. As we went down the stone steps, the temperature became increasingly colder and damper.
It is obviously the warm early spring outside, but under the stone steps it is as gloomy as early winter, making people feel cold all over.
Beside the narrow passage, there is only a small window on the heavy stone door, and various sounds can be heard from the window.
Panting, crying, cursing, begging...
This is the darkest place in the entire Holy City, and naturally all those imprisoned are so-called heretics.
Li Li listened to the voice coming from the stone window, and all he felt in his heart was contempt.
Those believers who respect the religion as gods, do they know that there is such a dark place like hell in this seemingly bright holy city?!
When he reached the end, the believer turned around and walked up the downward steps. The air became more humid and colder as he went down.
The further you go down, the redder the color of the ground beneath your feet becomes. By the third floor, the original color of the bluestone in the stone corridor can no longer be seen. It is already a dark red like coagulated blood, but I don’t know how many people have soaked it.
Blood.
Walking to the stone steps leading to the fourth underground floor, Mo Li had just stepped down two steps when he heard someone yelling in a rough voice.
"Gong Ao, you bastard bastard, let me tell you, even if your Grandpa Niu'er dies, he will not testify against my Mr. Mo. I am responsible for my own actions. I am the one who scolded the temple, and it has nothing to do with my Mr. Mo..."
Snap!
The sound of a whip interrupted his voice.
After a while, he continued to curse again.
"If you have the guts, just use a little more strength. This kind of blow is just like scratching an itch. How can it hurt me?"
He spoke arrogantly, but his tone seemed weak. It was obvious that he was running out of energy.
Li Li's hand holding the empty swill bucket clenched tightly.
Hearing this voice, the believer walking in front also stopped in surprise.
"who?!"
Someone asked sharply.
"Go back to the Holy Son!" The believer took two hurried steps and ran down the steps, "It's me who will bring people to pour the swill!"
Mo Li lowered his face, carefully carried the swill bucket, and huddled in a corner of the stone wall. He looked like a shy country boy who had never seen the world at all.
Gong Ao, who was sitting on the chair, looked at Mo Li sharply, "Who is he?!"
"Lao Zhangtou broke his leg when he got up last night. He is Lao Zhangtou's grandson, and he has been replacing Lao Zhangtou for the past two days!" the believer replied with a smile on his face.
Gong Ao looked back and waved gently, "Hurry up!"
"Hey!" The believer agreed, reached out and grabbed Mo Li's sleeve, and pulled her into the inner passage.
Li Qiye carefully raised his eyes from under his broken felt hat, and after just one glance, his heart immediately tightened into a ball.
In the lobby of the fourth-floor basement, Lin Niuer hung his hands on the iron rings, hanging in the air. His body and face had been beaten to pieces, and there was no trace of good flesh. The clothes on his body were stuck to the flesh, and even his heart was injured.
He was so cold that he couldn't bear to look at it more.
In addition to Gong Ao, there are several tall and strong law enforcers in red in the hall. In two dark corners, there are two figures in black robes, but they are in the shadows and cannot see their faces.