A sound of shifting heavy objects rang out, causing Tong Xiaosong and He Bing to snap back to attention.
They struggled through the water, avoiding the swollen bodies, and reached the collapsed wall. Inside, they saw a stone door, which Zhi Xian had already opened.
Inside was pitch black, and water was flowing towards the door, gradually decreasing in level. There seemed to be a drainage passage inside.
Zhi Xian shook his flashlight inside and waited for a moment. When the water had completely disappeared, a damp stone path inside the door was revealed.
“Let’s go in,” Zhi Xian turned back and reached out to Tong Xiaosong, “Stay close to me and be careful.”
Tong Xiaosong hurriedly grabbed Zhi Xian’s hand and followed him inside.
Behind them, He Bing followed along, his face filled with fear.
Walking to the end, they turned a corner and encountered a splendid pair of shiny metal doors.
Zhi Xian was about to reach out when the metal doors in front of them suddenly opened with a whoosh, resembling the welcoming doors of a high-end hotel.
Inside stood four beautiful maids dressed in ancient costumes. They held lamps in their hands and wore sweet and welcoming smiles on their faces.
“The master has been waiting for you for a long time, esteemed guests, please follow us,” they said.
He Bing widened his eyes and unconsciously took two steps back. How could there be people in this desolate ancient grave?
It was obvious that these four maids couldn’t be living people.
Tong Xiaosong looked at Zhi Xian with an inquiring expression.
Zhi Xian scrutinized the four maids, furrowing his brow gradually. After a few minutes, he finally said, “Lead the way…”
The four maids smiled slightly and turned around simultaneously, signaling them to follow.
Zhi Xian led Tong Xiaosong inside while He Bing followed closely behind. As they entered, orange candles were lit on both sides of the passage, illuminating the interior in grandeur.
It was then that they noticed exquisite paintings on the walls, depicting lush jungles with various colorful butterflies and insects, creating an illusion of a natural paradise.
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In the corners, piles of gold, silver, and gems were stacked together.
There were countless maids and beauties dressed in ancient costumes, all of whom smiled gracefully as they passed by.
In the hall, several golden banquet tables were set, filled with delicacies, even the candlesticks were made of gold.
At the head of the table, a dignified and beautiful woman adorned in jewels and gold sat, wearing a towering crown, exuding grandeur and luxury.
She smiled faintly and spoke loudly, “Welcome, my guests. Have you found the hairpin I lost?”
Tong Xiaosong felt something was odd. Despite the various beautiful women around him, he couldn’t shake off an eerie feeling, unable to pinpoint where this fear came from.
Logically, he shouldn’t be afraid. He had encountered friendly non-human entities before, such as Zhi Xian and Ke Lin, who were harmless.
So why did he feel chills running down his spine now?
Turning his head to look at Zhi Xian, Tong Xiaosong saw Zhi Xian frowning, seemingly also unable to understand what was happening before them.
Glancing around, He Bing’s eyes were dazzled by the beautiful women and treasures. He took a deep breath, took out the hairpin, and stepped forward, saying, “I’m sorry for the intrusion earlier. I found this and brought it home out of ignorance. Now it’s returned to its rightful owner. I hope you can forgive me.”
A maid approached and took the hairpin from him.
The beautiful woman at the head of the table smiled, “Thank you for returning it. There’s no need for thanks, only entertainment with a song, dance, and delicious food. Guests, please take your seats.”
“Alright, alright!” He Bing hurriedly found a seat.
Tong Xiaosong didn’t want to stay at all. He glanced back and saw that the door they entered through had been closed, with a maid standing in front of it, smiling.
His heart thumped twice, feeling even more frightened.
Raising his head to look at Zhi Xian, Tong Xiaosong saw Zhi Xian also looking at the door, just retracting his gaze.
Zhi Xian sat down beside He Bing.
The beauty at the head of the table smiled, “I have prepared separate seats for you. Guests don’t need to squeeze together.”
Before He Bing could say something foolish, Tong Xiaosong quickly said, “Let’s stay together! It’s a habit! Can’t be separated!”
He held onto Zhi Xian tightly, afraid that someone would come and forcibly separate them.
The beautiful woman at the head of the table smiled, “Then let’s dine, guests, please enjoy…”
She extended her slender hand adorned with gemstones and gold chains, gently clapping.
The sound of silk music filled the air as a group of women dressed in various colored gowns emerged, dancing in a classical and enticing manner.
He Bing’s eyes widened as he stared blankly at the beautiful women, veils swirling around them. He picked up the wine glass beside him and downed it in one gulp.
“Zhi Xian…” Tong Xiaosong gently tugged at Zhi Xian’s sleeve. He felt it was very dangerous and wanted to find a way to leave as soon as possible.
Zhi Xian reached for some food, but his hand trembled, accidentally knocking over a candlestick on the table, extinguishing the flame.
All eyes instantly turned towards them.
The beauty at the head of the table looked at the extinguished candlestick, her smile fading, her expression turning cold.
Zhi Xian spoke gently, “I apologize, I am not very worldly. It was impulsive. Xiaosong, quickly relight the candlestick!”
Tong Xiaosong instantly understood. Zhi Xian meant to use the fire to light it.
He hurriedly took out the fire and stood up to relight the candlestick.
He Bing chuckled nonchalantly from the side, “There aren’t many who have seen the world like this.”
Tong Xiaosong paid no attention to He Bing, focusing on lighting the candle, but no matter how hard he tried, the flame wouldn’t catch.
“Don’t panic, the host and her family are kind-hearted and won’t blame me for knocking over the candlestick.”
Tong Xiaosong glanced up at Zhi Xian, who smirked and winked at him, hands folded nearby.
Tong Xiaosong lowered his head, and a faint blue flame slowly ignited.
After pocketing it, the azure flame on the candlestick became particularly conspicuous.
Looking around, it seemed no one noticed the anomaly, not even the beauty at the head of the table, who resumed her smile.
As he sat back down, Tong Xiaosong’s eyes couldn’t help but stay fixed on the flickering azure flame.
While the flame danced, its glow gradually spread.
As the light spread, everything seemed to shed its glamorous veil, revealing horrifying and grotesque true faces.
The radiance swept through, turning the delicious dishes on the table into human bones and yellowish corpse water.
The golden banquet table turned into a broken stone platform.
Tong Xiaosong involuntarily lowered his head, finally realizing where the pungent smell was coming from.
The dry ground he thought he stood on was now covered in filthy mud and mire. The dark muddy water reached his ankles, making it extremely difficult to lift his feet.
The surrounding light sources gradually dimmed. As he looked up, the dancing beauties in front of him transformed into ferocious monsters with bared teeth and claws, covered in sticky fluids and sharp fangs, seemingly ready to pounce and devour them at any moment.
Where there were once piles of gold, silver, and jewels, now lay mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
Like rotting, sticky insect nests, on the putrefied and unrecognizable mountain of corpses, densely packed maggots wriggled around, countless in number, crawling in and out of the tiny openings.
“Pu…” He Bing had already spat out the corpse water from his mouth, almost fainting from disgust.
Bro what did he expect to be eating hahaha