EBE Chapter 205 Isn't this a coincidence?
Chapter 205 Isn't this a coincidence?
Wang Ling raised her soft right hand, pointed to the depths of the ancestral hall, and said:
"Brother, help me over."
"Ok!"
Hearing the long-lost address, Wang Chi's nervous expression was instantly replaced by joy.
He supported the limp Wang Ling and walked deeper into the room under the faint light of the fire.
Gan Jia shook his head slightly at Landa and the other two, and followed them slowly.
Along the way, Gan Jia poked holes in the pillars with her nails from time to time and placed torches in them.
The ancestral hall, which was originally dark, was suddenly brightly lit.
Wang Ling also led everyone to a hidden corner of the ancestral hall, pointed to the dark hole on the ground, and explained softly:
"This is where those guys imprisoned us, and it's also where I met them."
As she spoke, tears burst out of her eyes again, dripping down her cheeks and onto a dark stain on the ground.
Gan Jia knelt down and sniffed, and could smell a faint unknown smell, like the smell of blood mixed with a trace of decay.
He looked at Dabao on his shoulder and asked softly:
"Are these...blood stains?"
Seeing Dabao nodding repeatedly, Gan Jia felt a little heavier again, and the torch he held in his hand was almost deformed by him.
He looked at the four people beside him and said in a deep voice:
"You guys wait here, I'll go down and take a look first."
Wang Ling quickly stopped her and said:
"Teacher Ganjia, wait."
Gan Jia stopped stepping out, turned around and asked:
"what happened?"
"Inside...inside..."
Wang Ling pursed her lips, trying to dissuade Gan Jia from going down, but she could not say the next words.
Gan Jia responded with a soft smile and comforted:
"Don't worry, I've seen a lot of horrible scenes."
After saying that, he didn't stop and walked towards the stairs extending downward inside the cave entrance.
'clatter--'
'clatter--'
'clatter--'
The crisp sound of the heels hitting the steps echoed in this slightly narrow, pitch-black hole.
However, Gan Jia completely lost the fear in his heart. All he wanted at this time was to investigate as soon as possible what the Jinyan Sect had done.
The area of the stains seen above cannot be formed by the blood shed by one or several soul masters.
Moreover, the faint smell that I just smelled outside became stronger as I went further down.
It can even be said that this is no longer a peculiar smell, but a smell of rotting meat that is enough to make one's stomach churn and almost vomit.
Gan Jia took out a few masks from the inventory and quickly put them on her face, and then she could barely bear the disgusting smell.
After walking down for a few minutes, Gan Jia walked down the stairs that stretched for tens of meters and stepped on the solid ground.
By the light of the fire, he slowly walked deeper against the wall and inserted torches into the wall along the wall.
Only then did Gan Jia see clearly how huge this underground space was.
Six or seven torches were placed, and they only illuminated less than one-third of the underground space.Looking around, it is as big as two or three football fields.
And this was not the thing that shocked Gan Jia the most. The various houses embedded in the wall were the ones that made him furious the most.
The few houses at the entrance look normal and should be used as resting places by the disciples of the Golden Flame Sect.Or it can also be said that it is a resting place for those responsible for guarding.
Because all the houses after that were made of some kind of indestructible metal, like cages, filling the entire underground space.
Gan Jia held up the torch and scanned the metal door panels and found that they were all engraved with different numbers.
He glanced at the door lock and found that it had been forcibly broken by someone from the outside.
He reached out and pushed open the heavy metal door, and an indescribable stench hit his face.
He raised the torch and illuminated the cramped space of less than a few square meters. He found that there was no furnishings inside, only a soul beast lying on the ground that had long since rotted into disgrace.
He suppressed his nausea and stepped forward to carefully examine the dead state of the soul beast. He found that this soul beast had had its limbs chopped off before it was alive. It could be said that it died slowly in pain and despair.
"brute!"
He could no longer suppress the anger in his heart and punched the metal wall beside him.
A muffled sound of 'dong' echoed in the huge underground space.
He turned around and left the room, pushing open several nearby metal houses, and found that they were all filled with soul beasts that had been mutilated to death.
He retreated to the passage and looked at the metal room where the door on the other side had not yet been opened. The anger in his heart almost made him lose control.
Those rooms with closed metal doors must also contain dead soul beasts.
There are at least hundreds of identical metal rooms here, which means that there are at least hundreds of soul beast corpses that were also mutilated to death.
There was just one thing that made Gan Jia feel a little strange.
Wang Ling's previous words indicated that those imprisoned below should be those idle soul masters who were tied to the Golden Flame Sect. Why didn't any trace of the soul masters being imprisoned be found?
With anger and surprise in his heart, Gan Jia held up the torch and continued walking deeper, ready to find out.
At this moment, a sound of metal friction came from the depths, and a middle-aged man wearing black clothes and holding a torch walked out of a metal room in the deepest part.
"I have no place to vent my worries!"
Gan Jia's face was ashen, and she raised her legs and ran towards the man in black.
Less than a hundred meters away from the man in black, Gan Jia vigorously threw out the torch in his hand.
The rapidly shooting torches scattered sparks in the air, illuminating everything on the way.
At the moment when the man hurriedly avoided the torch, Gan Jia activated his transformation and instantly switched places with the torch.
Gan Jia suddenly appeared beside the man and punched the man directly in the abdomen.
The man could only be heard groaning, and his body was bent into the shape of a prawn in pain.
"You still know it hurts!"
Gan Jia couldn't help but pull the man's hair with his left hand, clenched his right hand into a fist, and wanted to hit the man directly in the face.
The man, whose face was twisted in pain, quickly begged for mercy:
"It's me...don't hit..."
At this time, with the faint light of the fire, Gan Jia could clearly see the man's face, it was Guan Xi of the Guan family.
Realizing that he seemed to have hit the wrong person, Gan Jia loosened Guan Xi's hair, shook off a few broken hairs stuck to his palms, and asked:
"You didn't even say a word. If this punch were to strike, I would have buried you on the spot."
Kansai wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said with an innocent expression:
"I wanted to say it, but you didn't give me time either."
Gan Jia coughed lightly, quickly changed the subject, and said:
"Why are you here? But then again, I'm like this, can you still recognize me?"
He pointed to the thick mask on his face, with a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Kansai knelt down on the ground while rubbing his belly, vigorously inserted the torch in his hand into the dirt, and responded:
"Maybe it's the positive effect brought by martial arts. My eyesight is better than ordinary people, so when I saw your clothes and figure, I recognized you at a glance.
As for why I came here, it’s a long story…”
"Then make a long story short."
Gan Jia took out a torch again, lit it, and looked at the surrounding environment.
Kansai smiled bitterly and nodded, saying:
"Actually, I'm here to investigate some matters concerning the Golden Flame Sect and the Divine Lord Alliance."
"Then what did you find?"
Gan Jia pushed Guan Xi out of the metal room and found that it was not used as a cage to imprison soul beasts as before. It looked no different from an ordinary study.
Kansai stood up and said with a somewhat embarrassed expression:
"I'm sorry, but you should be able to tell by looking at it yourself."