Chapter 29: Sinful Purgatory

Fish oil lamps were burning on both sides of the wall, providing some light.

The further he went in, the more frightened Yin Zhiyi became, and anger gradually welled up in his heart.

Body parts! Or corpse parts!

All I see is blood.

Who would have thought that the charity hall was actually connected to an endless hell?

The blood and flesh were all over her, and it made her feel sick just looking at her.

His brows were furrowed tightly.

[These executioners are really good-for-nothings!] 】

But at the same time, I became more and more eager to find the male and female protagonists as soon as possible.

She didn't notice that the person behind her was walking slower and slower.

Suddenly, her five senses almost instantly captured the ghostly miasma in front of her, which was very familiar.

Having fallen once, one is naturally prepared.

She immediately took off the calming bell from her waist. After the bell rang five or six times, the miasma actually retreated.

Looks like a very sensible ghost.

But Yin Zhiyi felt an inexplicable sense of uneasiness in his heart.

Originally, she wanted to remind Yan Shiman again, but then she felt that it was unnecessary.

She had dealt with evil cultivators before.

They were much more familiar with these unconventional things than she was.

Where does she need to remind me?

But in the end, he still reminded me: "Be careful, there is miasma."

There was a low reply from behind.

She didn't notice Yan Shiman's face gradually turning pale, and a black mist quietly surrounded his waist.

A layer of blood covered his unfocused eyes, and his fingers gripping the wall tightened and cracked, with blood dripping down the wall.

Ghosts are best at spying on people's hearts and will take advantage of any loophole to strike.

The ghost energy around Yan Shiman began to gather and entangle.

Yin Zhiyi walked around for a long time and then came back.

If she guessed correctly, the structure of this maze seemed to be a Bagua formation.

But the decoration doesn't look like it was completed recently.

The dust accumulated on the table and the messy spider webs all tell the story.

Yin Zhiyi picked up a wooden table leg from the ground, squeezed it lightly, and it broke into powder.

Very old furnishings.

She frowned slightly. It seemed that this secret passage had existed for many years before He Xi came.

It was there when Fu Yongchuan was still alive.

The sudden appearance of the second altar and Fu Linzhou's desire to sacrifice Li You, are they both related to Fu Yongchuan?

As we continued walking forward, the smell of blood suddenly became extremely strong, and people couldn't open their eyes.

She wasn't paying attention and stepped directly into a rotten head.

The eyeballs were stepped on and bulged, the rotten eyeballs took on a strange arc, and then the juice burst out.

"yue!"

Yin Zhiyi was screaming in her heart. The blood and rotten flesh on her feet made her feel extremely disgusted.

If I were a little more psychologically fragile, I would probably faint.

There was a sound of cool water behind me.

It was flowing water, which was stored in a circular pool and then drained to a series of square pools at the back. However, the small pools at the back were filled with corpses and flesh, and the water was dyed blood red.

Although this water was brought in from outside, it was filled with a strong negative energy. No wonder she felt the water in Wangyou Villa was strange when she saw it before.

However, this is nourishing to the ghosts.

Therefore, evil cultivators like to build their nests in such gloomy places, which are beneficial to them rather than harmful.

But it is not very friendly to people.

However, at this moment, Yin Zhiyi could no longer bear it.

Looking at the wet and sticky liquid on her feet, which was corpse oil and fluid, gave her goose bumps.

She couldn't wait to get some water to wipe it.

Yin Zhiyi glanced at Yan Shiman who was standing next to him and ordered, "Yan Shiman, help me."

[Although there is no sense of danger in this pool, it is still too dangerous for me to be a cannon fodder. 】

It’s different with the second male lead as your companion.

During this period of time together, Yin Zhiyi discovered that although the author did not write a good ending for Yan Shiman, he was still very kind to this second male lead.

Yan Shiman walked over as he was told and placed a white and tender hand on his arm, which looked as white as jade under the dim candlelight.

Very nice pair of hands.

Suitable for breaking.

A feeling of violence rose in my heart again.

Yin Zhiyi originally planned to just wipe it, but the speed was too slow, so he took off his shoes and rinsed them in water.

When Yan Shiman's eyes fell on the pile of body parts in the pool, his pupils suddenly shrank.

He only felt that blood-red filled his vision, and he was shrouded in red from top to bottom and from left to right, like a horrifying cage.

pain. Eye.

He covered his face with his hands, his body bent into an extreme arc, revealing his neck as white as a piece of fine porcelain, but in an instant, black lines covered the white porcelain.

That familiar and crazy voice rang in his ears again.

"Aman, Aman..."

As if not hearing his response, the voice became even more violent.

"Aman!"

"Aman!"

Yan Shiman felt like his eardrum was about to burst.

The moment he heard the voice, his thin figure trembled slightly.

The blood-red eyes were filled with undisguised murderous intent.

Kill him.

The voice in his head was still ringing. Seeing that the boy had completely immersed himself in it, the violent male voice gradually turned into a sharp female voice, but the madness remained the same: "Aman, it's all their fault. If it weren't for them, you wouldn't be so miserable."

Seeing that the boy's pupils were beginning to dilate, the female voice began to soften again: "Kill him, and you won't suffer anymore."

[Ahhh!] Fuck——】

A clear female voice exploded in his mind, and Yan Shiman's pupils contracted.

Yin Zhiyi grabbed his sleeve tightly and shouted, "Why did you let go all of a sudden? I almost fell!"

Very familiar, but still abrupt.

It’s like a dream that has lasted for more than ten years has been interrupted. Although the person in the dream has a little more clarity in his mind, he is still more willing to believe that he is still in a dream.

Yin Zhiyi originally wanted to say something, but when he turned around, he met a pair of red eyes that contained too many emotions.

Pain, struggle, despair, and a bit of confusion.

For a moment, she was stunned.

"you……"

Before she could say anything, Yan Shiman suddenly reached out and hugged her.

thump--

The two of them fell backwards at the same time, and in an instant, the freezing cold water enveloped them.

Even in summer, it makes people shiver.

Water rushed into the nasal cavity, making it so uncomfortable that it made people want to die.

[Yan Shiman is crazy!] 】

[You still want to kill me? ! 】

[F*** me] Yin Zhiyi wanted to curse in her heart, she can’t swim!

But fortunately, Yan Shiman is not so cruel.

At the moment she fell into the water, a waterproof spell was cast on her, and a large crystal bubble rose from the water, wrapping up the two of them.

Although Yin Zhiyi was able to save himself, he suffered a little due to his panic.

She subconsciously slapped Yan Shiman in the face.

"Pah—"

An extremely crisp sound.

Yan Shiman looked at her in surprise and dullness, and fell asleep the next second.

Yin Zhiyi:? ? ?

no? Just sleep like this?

When she took a closer look, she realized that the problem with Yan Shiman was the ghost miasma! He was not asleep at all, it was obvious that he was dragged into a fantasy world by the ghost miasma.

A shrill scream was heard from above the water.

It was filled with anger, as if it was mad at its prey's disobedience.

"Ahhhhhhh! What a cunning thing! How dare you lie to me!!" The female ghost was furious. She thought she had successfully bewitched the man's mind, but she didn't expect that she was tricked by him.

That person had a similar aura to him, which made her feel comfortable. If she could take over that body and use it for her own purposes, she could kill those people!

But now, she was so angry that she almost broke her teeth.

"Bitch! A bunch of bitches!"

“Why are you running!”

If she could get down into the pool, she would definitely teach these two a lesson!

Yin Zhiyi looked at the unconscious Yan Shiman, with a big slap mark on his fair face, and suddenly felt a little sorry.

Yin Zhiyi: Oh no, it seems like it’s too early.

The young man in front of him had a painful look on his face and his brows were tightly furrowed.

Yin Zhiyi's eyes paused slightly. From the previous information, she could understand more or less about Yan Shiman's first half of life.

miserable. But she didn't know how miserable it was.

The young man's body trembled slightly, and he curled up like a wounded animal, drawing the only sense of security. Although Yan Shiman looked gentle on weekdays, he actually had a sharp edge. Even when he was playing the victim before, he had never been so pitiful.

Yin Zhiyi sighed softly and half hugged him.

Perhaps it was the warm embrace that was naturally attractive, Yan Shiman gradually stopped trembling.

The warm hand slowly covered the boy's brow, and said soothingly: "Don't be afraid."

A flash of white light passed by.

[Drip - Host, dream fragment*2, three, two...]

This is damn familiar.

It's the system!

Yin Zhiyi breathed hurriedly: "Wait! Tell me my mission first! What is it?"

The system was finally online again, and Yin Zhiyi really didn't want to miss the opportunity.

After all, she didn’t know when the next time would be, and she hadn’t figured out the pattern of the system’s appearance yet.

However, the system just broadcast the message mechanically without any emotion.

[…Two, one, start.] 】

Yin Zhiyi felt disappointed and a slight sense of helplessness arose in his heart.

"This is a damn system! What artificial garbage!"

She wanted to curse again, but the scene suddenly changed.

In this dream, she did not possess anyone, but existed in the form of a soul.

To be precise, it was watching.

Looking around, this is a quiet courtyard.

Yin Zhiyi relaxed a little.

I hope it’s not as perverted as last time.

The yard was full of red hibiscus flowers. Yin Zhiyi's gaze paused on them for a few seconds. She always felt that the flower was a little familiar.

Crunch——

The small door of the compartment in the courtyard was opened. Yin Zhiyi held his breath, and then saw a little boy as delicate as a jade sculpture, about five years old, walking out of the door.

She was stunned; they were exactly the same.

A smaller version of Yan Shiman!

But when she met his gaze, Yin Zhiyi's heart skipped a beat. It was a pair of blood-red eyes!

The little boy had dull eyes, was wearing plain white clothes, and had bare feet without even shoes. He was so thin that he looked like he could be blown away by the wind.

He looked sick and seemed to be in poor health.

He stood on tiptoe as if looking for something in the cabinet, but because the chair was too high, he fell off the chair.

Yin Zhiyi's heart tightened and she subconsciously tried to catch it, but as a soul, she obviously couldn't catch it.

The sound of bones shifting was particularly obvious in the quiet room.

Xiaoyan's face turned even paler in an instant.