The faint purple light completely disappeared into the dark and remote west wing.
As soon as Qingge took that step, the scene in front of him was spinning, and soft lights of various colors flashed quickly, just like fleeting lights, like a rainbow after the rain, so colorful that it was dizzying to see.
When all these brilliance disappeared, Qingge raised her eyes and observed her surroundings.
There are many tall and strong trees around, and their branches, leaves, and trunks are all pitch black. The feeling is so gloomy and heavy that it makes people breathless and almost suffocating.
The branches of the tree are extremely long and intricately intertwined, forming a huge network that blocks the sun and isolates justice.
The ground was pitch black, densely covered with exotic flowers and plants, all black. There were bones and limbs everywhere, either human bones or the bones of monsters. Some monsters were even incomparably large. The huge bones seemed like
A prison.
For a moment, Qingge thought she had accidentally walked into hell and into a paradise where the undead have fallen.
"Little Master."
Behind him, Yang Zhi's voice sounded.
Qingge looked back and found that Yang Zhi's face was solemn and solemn, his eyebrows were lightly frowned, and he asked: "What did you find?"
Yang Zhi suddenly knelt down on one knee and lowered his head, "Little master, should Yang Zhi deserve to die?"
Qinggexu narrowed his eyes, "What's going on?"
"I thought this was an ordinary secret passage. The secret passage is in the west wing. As long as we find the central flaw, we can open the passage..." Yang Zhi suddenly raised his head and looked at Qing Ge, "But I was wrong, this is not the west wing."
The secret passage in the wing is another space, and I can't find the way back."
Qingge's eyes flashed slightly.
It seemed that the Qin family was more powerful than she imagined.
It is not an easy task to carve out a path into another space pocket in the west wing without making it known.
And it's not Yang Zhi's fault. The secret passages of wealthy families are all hidden under institutions, and there are houses as cover, or tunnels are dug, secret rooms are built, or Five Elements formations are deployed.
For example, the secret passage in the Seventh Prince's Palace in Beilinghai is covered by the palace.
Who would have thought that this mere Liu Kun would have such extraordinary ability to open up a passageway to connect to another space.
Damn it, Yang Zhi can't find his way back.
Qing Ge stretched out her hand and helped Yang Zhi up, "Admiral Yang, now that things have come to this, you shouldn't be discouraged, right? Since you can come in, you can definitely get out, believe me."
It seems that even if the sky falls, she will not lose her position.
Yang Zhi looked at Qing Ge in a daze, then nodded and said: "Little master, give me some time, I will definitely find a way back."
"This space is very strange, be careful." Qingge said.
"kindness."
Qing Ge turned around and walked forward.
Black liquid flowed from the bark of the towering tree.
Peonies, peonies, lilies...
All kinds of flowers are in full bloom, but the flowers that should have been colorful now only have one color left.
black!
Besides being black, it’s still black!
It's like someone poured thick ink on this place, covering up all hope.
Qingge and Yang Zhi walked for a long time, and there was a river in front of them.
On the other side of the river, there is a bamboo house.
However, the bamboo is black bamboo and the house is a dark house. I just don’t know that the living heart is a black heart?
Standing by the river, singing quietly, my heart is trembling crazily at this moment, not because of fear, not because of madness, but just a kind of aversion to cold, which penetrates deep into the bone marrow and soul.
The river flowing quietly in front of her was also a black river, and the water was full of corpses.
Fresh corpses and white bones whose flesh and blood had long since rotted.
Skeletons were piled up in the black river, with faint dark red blood floating on the surface of the black river.
"What...what's going on?"
Yang Zhi stood next to Qingge, looking at the blood in the black river, his limbs trembling.
He has walked through the murderous rain for decades, killed too many people, and seen too many people die, but there has never been a scene that touched him so much.
The corpses of monsters and humans float in the evil river.
The bones of monsters and humans piled up into mountains.
The faint blood seemed to merge into a vast deep sea.
Outrageous scene!
Who was so cruel and cold-blooded that he killed so many people?
"Weijiacun, Wei Mulan's mother, Wei Qian." Qingge's face was expressionless, her red lips trembling, how many sounds did she say?
"What?"
Yang Zhi didn't hear clearly.
Qingge took out a scroll from the space bag and handed it to Yang Zhi.
Wearing a bloody gown, she stood silently by the river of death.
She thought, Meng Po Soup, Naihe Bridge, and Wangchuan River are not so scary, right?
The scary thing is the human heart.
Yang Zhi took the scroll handed by Qingge and opened it. On the scroll was a beauty with a scholarly temperament.
Yang Zhi was confused.
He looked at Qingge, followed Qingge's eyes towards Heihe, his pupils suddenly dilated, the hair all over his body stood on end, and a cold air rose from the soles of his feet and went straight to the Tianling Cap.
"Did you see it?" Qingge asked with a smile.
Yang Zhi closed his eyes and nodded: "I saw it."
In the black river, among the piles of corpses, there was a corpse with half of its face rotting, and its appearance was very similar to the woman in the painting.
The woman in the painting is Wei Mulan, and Wei Mulan is today's Beiying. In other words, the body in the river cannot be Wei Mulan.
Wei Mulan only has one brother and no sisters. The body can only be that of Wei Mulan's mother, Wei Qian.
If Qingge's idea is correct, all the people in Weijia Village are in this river.
The fire was just a cover for Liu Kun to move the body here.
Over the years, they have killed countless people for the half-man and half-animal. The dead people were thrown into the river, and they may even have thrown the living people into it.
It has been three years since Weijiacun died.
A corpse that has not yet completely decomposed would have been dead for at least four to five years, while a corpse that was already a skeleton would have been dead for ten years.
"It seems that they started ten years ago." Qingge said thoughtfully.
Ten years, this is just a conservative estimate.
Suddenly, Qing Ge felt that he was too kind. People like Gong Yaozu and Liu Kun would not be pity if they were cut into pieces by five horses and cut into thousands of swords.
And people like the Qin family and Qin Kui committed even more heinous crimes.
The only thing Qingge wants to know now is whether the Qin family is the only one involved in the half-man, half-beast thing?
Or do other aristocratic families also want a piece of the pie?
What about the Lord of Luohua City, Yong Ye Sheng? Does he really not know about it?
What kind of evil is behind the half-human and half-animal thing?
"vomit--"
Yang Zhi couldn't bear the rotten smell and retched next to him.
It's not that he doesn't have a strong endurance, it's just that no matter how strong the heart is, people will feel a little chilly when they see such a scene. What's more, the smell floating in the air is the stench that has accumulated for more than ten years.
Yang Zhi rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth, then looked at Qing Ge weakly.
The woman stood by the river with mountains of bones, not knowing what she was looking at in the distance. She was independent from the world and in a world of her own, as if she was not disturbed by filth and sin.