Just when they entered the room with the word "Li" hanging on it, the door slammed shut on its own and the sound of being locked was heard.
It was obvious that the lock had been broken by Bo Yeyuan, but the lock was automatically fastened——
The candlelight in the room suddenly lit up like a will-o'-the-wisp.
It turned out that there were candles placed around the entire room, with a long thread of oil running across all the wicks.
When the fire burned out, all the candles lit up one by one.
When all the candlelight suddenly burned out, the small hall was illuminated as brightly as day.
The layout is exactly the same as that of Beitang Feng's spiritual hall. The atrium is a sacrificial platform, with flowers surrounded by spiritual tablets. In the hanging painting, it is Li Qiyu's haunted face.
Bo Yeyuan's face became extremely dark. In front of the sacrificial altar was a crystal coffin, which was obviously prepared for Li Qiyu.
On the mannequin hanger nearby, scale-like wedding dresses hang down in layers.
This is the tomb hall built by Ling Ran for Li Qiyu!
Bo Yeyuan stretched out his hand to open the door again, but found that the door was locked. And even if he could get out, Ling Ran's people would be outside the door.
"Bo Yeyuan, you lost a lot of blood, let me check the injury!" Li Qiyu tore off the ribbon on his skirt, unbuttoned his coat, "Take off your clothes."
"I'm fine." Moreover, it is very likely that they will die here soon.
"Are you going to take it off?!"
Bo Di took off his coat honestly: "We fell into a trap."
"It doesn't matter. I have stopped struggling as long as I can live." Li Qiyu tied up his wounds carefully and wrapped them layer by layer. "As long as we are alive, we are happy. This is enough. Isn't it?"
Bo Yeyuan lowered his eyes and stared at her. The woman who was very close suddenly stepped forward and kissed his lips, "As long as I'm with you, it doesn't matter where I go."
Bo Yeyuan smiled hoarsely, with a charming smile: "Yeah."
Suddenly, there was a sound of gas coming from under the door...the pungent smell of gasoline came over me.
Li Qiyu lowered his head and saw that, sure enough, there was liquid flowing in from the crack in the door...
Li Qiyu pulled Bo Yeyuan, and the place where his long legs had just passed was immediately covered with gasoline.
Across the door, Ling Ran's voice sounded at the door: "Miss Li, congratulations on entering the burial place I prepared for you."
"..."
"Did you see that the only ever-burning lamp on the altar was lit by me for you."
Li Qiyu grabbed Bo Yeyuan's arm and retreated to the sacrificial altar. He saw Ling Ran's name engraved on the cup with flickering candlelight.
Bo Yeyuan raised his foot and kicked the sacrificial platform down, and some garlands and bouquets also fell down.
Ling Ran smiled eerily: "I've checked this room, it's sealed and there is no exit. Don't think about escaping, just wait to die."
"..."
"Before you die, do you have any unfulfilled wishes? For example, do you want to talk to your son, or do you want him to accompany you? For Feng's sake, I can help you complete it."
"Ling Ran, if you dare to touch my child, I will let you die!"
"Hahaha……"
"Didn't you say that before I die, you will tell me how to cure Bo Yeyuan's snake venom? This is my last wish - I want to know the answer!"
Ling Ran raised his brows: "You are going to die, and it was never Feng that you cared about in your heart! So you really deserve to die!"
"..."
"Seeing as you are about to die, I might as well tell you..."