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Chapter 38 The Imprisoned Woman

In this ear room, apart from me and my second uncle, there are actually people who can speak Mandarin. The voice I just heard was that of my second uncle who was pretending to be a woman. But think about it, my second uncle wouldn't be so boring.

Turning around, I saw that opposite this strange Taoist priest, there was a large carved bed.

On the bed, there was hair all over the bed, yes, hair all over the bed. To be honest, when I saw this bed, I was a little speechless. Where is this place? Even if it has a security door, in this ancient tomb

There is actually this kind of big bed with a very obvious Manchu and Qing style.

The hair was very long, so long that it almost covered the whole body of the person. So for a moment, it gave me the impression that she was a woman. This turned out to be a woman from outside. I pointed the flashlight at her and said shivering: You

who is it

Then, her hair moved, and a low and squeaking sound came out. Then, she raised her head, and my scalp buzzed and was about to explode. This person is a woman. To put it very shamefully, in the

When I heard the no-no just now, I thought she must be a beautiful woman. At least it reminded me of the action movies I saw in the college dormitory.

When I turned my head, I saw the bed and hair. I could even imagine the woman's body lying under the hair. It was very charming. But when she raised her head, I almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

I can't describe what kind of face this is.

She is pale, and her face is covered with folds. The thick folds are different from the folds caused by the loose skin of the elderly. This face seems to be full of folds, and the facial features on her face can almost no longer be seen.

All that's left is pleats, pleats

She just raised her head and looked at me, but I couldn't find her eyes.

I was so frightened that I wanted to call my second uncle to come out, so I quickly took in this evildoer, but I didn’t think about what my second uncle said. I knew that he might have a reason why he didn’t come out.

She didn't say anything, just looked at me. I was holding the yellow talisman that I just took from my second uncle's hand tightly in my hand, and nervously asked again: "Who are you and where did you come from? If you are a normal woman,

I can think that this is the perverted wizard's forbidden possession, a slave kept here, but now I don't dare to think so. If it is true, how strong must this wizard be?

After I asked, she still looked at me like that without saying anything. If she hadn't stopped me just now, I would have suspected that she was mute or even a corpse.

If you don't say anything, I will continue to pull on the mask. I turned around to pick up the ghost mask on the withered Taoist priest's face behind me. At this time, the long-haired woman finally spoke again, the same two words, the same words.

Voice: No.

Only after this time, she said: Save me.

Save you, I was confused all of a sudden. Could it be that I was confused by this atmosphere? This is just an ordinary woman. Thinking of the environment of the village outside, I suddenly had an idea, could this be a female tourist who was lost outside?

, she came to this village by accident, so she was imprisoned here by the wizard. But how to explain her face?

It was turned like this by the wizard after he came here.

How can I save you? I said to her, if it is really what I imagined, then I really have to save you. I can't stop saving you just because you have a wrinkled face.

After all, this is a woman, a woman who asked me to save her. Thinking of this, I put down my little heart and wanted to get closer to her. Now I even suspect that I saw it wrong because of my short-sightedness.

But when I took a few steps closer, the woman's pleated face suddenly became painful. At this moment, her arms stretched out from under her hair, and with a slapping sound,

She held her head with her hands and began to struggle violently and roll on the bed.

She was in pain, she could talk, she was not a corpse, she was a person, this was my immediate intuition, but I stopped, not because her sudden struggle scared me to stop, but because she was

When she was struggling, I saw that there were cuffs on her hands and feet. They were the bracelets and leg cuffs worn by prisoners. The other end was fixed on the bed. This woman was trapped in this Manchu style.

On the carved bed

If you think this is what stopped me, you are wrong. When you see a woman trapped, what you think of is to be a hero and rescue her. This has nothing to do with her beauty or ugliness.

, is what a man should do to a weak person, not to mention, I guessed that she might be an innocent victim.

What really stopped me was that when she was rolling and struggling violently, her body finally leaked out from under the cover of her hair.

Under the strong light of my small flashlight, the girl's skin was almost dazzlingly white. Her whole body was exposed to my field of vision, making me turn my head away and stop for a moment.

, she was naked, and at that moment, I had a panoramic view of everything.

When I saw the body of this imprisoned woman, I immediately thought of Lin Xiaoyao. It can be said that at the beginning, Lin Xiaoyao and her had something in common. They had a perfect and graceful figure, but they had a face that looked different to outsiders.

I would have been frightened, that's how this woman made me feel just now.

Her chest was straight and straight, her skin was as white as snow, she was shackled and her long hair could even cover her whole body and she was struggling on the bed. This scene, I have to say, was very tangled.

Why don't you wear clothes? I asked a little ashamed at this time, but after asking, I realized that I asked a very stupid question, a woman under house arrest, does she have the final say whether she wears clothes or not?

I didn't dare to look, it was a no-nonsense thing, but as I stood like this, I could feel her struggling and moaning, which seemed to be in great pain. Finally, I took off my shirt, tilted my head, and slowly approached her.

, before walking to her side, he threw his top on her body to cover her sensitive parts.

Only then did I dare to turn around and look at her face, but when I looked at her up close, the scariest thing about her was that it was on her face. It was not that she had no facial features, but her eyes, nose, and mouth were all deeply buried in the

into the folds of her own face.

When I stood in front of her, her struggle became more intense, which made me very embarrassed. This was the first time in my life that I had experienced such a situation.

As I was leaving, she suddenly pushed me and screamed in pain. I thought she had seen something dangerous and was reminding me to leave. I quickly looked back, only to find something in the ear chamber.

nothing.

I turned around and looked at her in surprise, but while she was struggling, she threw aside the clothes I threw on her, pushed me with all her strength again, and yelled at the top of her lungs: "Let's go."

Okay, I was not suitable to be around her when I left. She was still a woman no matter what. I turned away and left, but I was very depressed. Was this a lunatic? She asked me to save her. I ran to her.

When I was with you, she drove me away

I turned around and left. This time I walked to the coffin where my second uncle was. I felt that I should ask my second uncle. I could also ask secretly through the coffin. What was my second uncle hiding in the coffin?

But when I walked to the coffin where my second uncle was, the woman behind me stopped struggling and shouted to me again: "Save me."

I said you were sick. I turned around and yelled angrily.

At this time, I took out the dagger. The handcuffs and footcuffs were nailed to the bed. I was going to untie the handcuffs and footcuffs for her. If such a woman was really allowed to be here, if she was really a

I couldn't bear the idea of ​​a woman being persecuted by a wizard, so I thought, if I save her, I won't care about the rest of it.

But before I took a few steps toward her, I heard her screams and struggles again.

Something's wrong

I took a few steps back and walked to the coffin. Her screams stopped again. She raised her head and looked at me with fear. I felt like she and I figured it out at the same time.

I remembered that when I was close to Brother Jiuliang, my whole body's blood boiled. The distance was three meters. This time, when I got close to her, she would feel very painful. After I left her for a certain distance, she would

Will calmly call me for help.

It's because the dragon energy in me shocked her

The problem now is that you feel very uncomfortable when I am close to you. Listen to me, even if I am close to you, you will not die. If you hold back, I will pry open your handcuffs and legcuffs.

I looked at this woman and discussed whether it was possible or not.

She nodded as if she understood what I was saying.

I swallowed, put the small flashlight in my mouth, and started walking towards the bed with the dagger in my hand. This woman with a wrinkled face was biting her own arm. I could even see her violently.

Trembling whole body

Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. When I saw a woman, obviously in pain, she was like that, but she was still so strong. I was really anxious. I immediately ran to the bed and sat down. The bed was very dirty.

, it’s full of greasiness, I don’t care, nothing is more important than saving people.

I didn't dare to look too far, so I grabbed her injured and cold iron chain and found the end nailed to the bed, only to find that it was really difficult. Where the iron chain was fixed to the bed, there was a huge skull head.

It is a fixing method similar to the animal head on the door knocker.

I smashed it several times, but I couldn't move the skull at all. I tried to knock it with a dagger, but I couldn't pry it at all.

At this moment, this woman had bitten her arm until it was bloody and bloody.

I wiped the cold sweat from my forehead and felt like a doctor holding a scalpel, while this woman was a patient who had been neglected by a careless nurse to give her anesthesia.


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