C1651 Wealthy Marriage 1578
However, it was certain that those people had experienced an enormous amount of fear and pain. They might have rushed out before reaching the second floor, but they had still died on this island in the end.
In the corner, Dong Qing's hunting knife was stuck messily in the ground. His body had already disappeared without a trace, and he had probably entered into the rules.
She gently pushed open the heavy stone door. It seemed that it had some sort of physical principle behind it. In short, the door was openly opened, and they only sent out their eyes to observe. Obviously, they were unable to see anything.
Dongqing was here, and even if the old man had said that there was no world of bliss there, he could not be left alone in the rules.
The long legs with sleeves stepped into the rules. The stone door remained open, welcoming anyone who wanted to enter the rules.
However, after entering, before her eyes could adapt to the darkness, the surroundings had become terrifyingly quiet. The air was still filled with the smell of dust, which was the kind of smell that should be present when the rules were reactivated decades later, and was known as the smell of the times.
The eyes gradually adapted to the darkness, and the imaginary monsters did not appear. Instead, they were replaced by a large table with twelve sculptures sitting around it. These sculptures were very old, but they were still very fresh.
"Dong Qing?" Ding Yiyi shouted. Her voice echoed in the empty space. From this, it could be seen how big this place was. It was much bigger than what she had imagined.
She walked over to one of the knights and stood a little closer. Her skin suddenly felt a stinging sensation, and she thought she had been bitten by an insect. She quickly took a step back.
There was already a trail of blood on her arm. Beside the Knight that was standing just now, there were still some bloodstains on the knife that should have been rusted.
As she drew closer, she could not help but take a few more glances at the sharp edge of the knife. After all these centuries, a knife of this age could still maintain such a sharp edge.
Suddenly, she felt as if the knight's eyes had turned. When she turned around, they were still the same lifeless eyes, the pigments on them had faded and only the white stone remained.
The knight holding the dagger maintained his original posture, his face facing the other plaster, as if he was discussing something with the other party.
But Ding Yiyi heard the crackling sound, coming from far away, through the plaster in front of her.
The sharp knife drew an arc in the air, and the sound became clearer and clearer.
The bad feeling in her heart grew even stronger, and she could only keep retreating. She stared dumbstruck at the Knight who was really moving, bit by bit.
The knight with the dagger moved to the side, and the scissors stabbed into the knight's chest, and the knight moved to the side.
His head had been turned to the side, but because of his movement, his head was staring at a strange and empty place.
The rumbling sound was getting closer and closer, as if it was coming from underground.
Underground? She looked down at the Knight. A huge brown scorpion was slowly crawling out of the hole, and the rumbling sound was getting closer.
There were scorpions under the knights' seats! She finally understood why there were so many scratches on the wall by the door. Those who came here were threatened by the scorpions, and they could not wait to run out the door. Some scorpions followed them out and bit them until they were helpless.
The number of scorpions increased, densely-packed, one on top of the other, and the knights were still moving. Each time a scorpion moved, a large crater would appear beneath the sculpture. There were first one scorpion, then two scorpions, and finally a whole bunch of them.
The entire underground rumbled. Other than a thin layer of land on the surface, the underground was densely packed with tens of thousands of scorpions.
Ding Yiyi was scared stiff by the sight. Her desire to escape caused her to move her legs involuntarily as she ran towards the door.
No, a voice in her heart told her. How many people tried to escape through the door, but were still caught up by the scorpions. She absolutely couldn't forget to go to the door.
She hurriedly climbed up the protruding rocks. The times were limited, and the stones on the inner wall were not very well-made, just enough for her to have something to climb up.
Halfway through the climb, the rumbling underground became even more obvious. She looked down and saw piles of scorpions piled high, as if some force was driving them towards the door, but they were not going to climb out.
Ding Yiyi stared at the door and saw some white powder that could easily be ignored. It was the powder seen in the village, used to divide the place where women and men belonged.
The scorpions piled up higher and higher, just like a human figure. Roughly estimating, there were at least a thousand of them. At this time, a shadow flashed past the unlocked door.
"Don't come in!" No matter who the people outside were, the moment they stepped into this place, they would immediately be drowned by the scorpions.
The scorpions continued to pile up, the needles on their tails swinging high, forming a brown sea.
The black shadow did not leave, so she could only shout with all her might, "Don't come in, there's a scorpion!"
She did not know if the person standing outside heard her, but very soon, the door slowly opened. She painfully closed her eyes, unable to bear to listen to the screams that followed.
The rumbling sound suddenly turned into a "puchi puchi" sound, and accompanying it was the unique smell of a roasted scorpion that was similar to that of a baked biscuit.
She opened her eyes and stared blankly at the flamethrower, which was waving at the group of scorpions.
A man he had never seen before was squatting on the ground with a flamethrower on his lap. His muscles were tight and his expression was tense. He pulled the flamethrower on a rope, one pull at a time, and a bunch of scorpions would be roasted until they fell to the ground.
Ding Yiyi's heart skipped a beat. She calmly stretched her neck and looked past the tensed expression of the man to see who was behind him. Unfortunately, she couldn't see a thing as the stone door blocked her view.
The statue stopped and the Knight stopped moving, but the pits were still there. Scorpions were constantly being burnt, and the number of scorpions was rapidly decreasing. The man's taut muscles were constantly moving, and sweat was also constantly seeping out from his forehead.
Finally, within the count of scorpions, a figure pushed open the door and walked in. Ding Yiyi's eyes lit up, but her tensed heart calmed down.
Ye Bo crushed a scorpion beside his feet. Seeing that Ding Yiyi was fine, his expression relaxed a lot. "Madam, are you alright?"
"I'm fine." Ding Yiyi confirmed the premonition in her heart. She was happy to see Ye Bo, but she was also slightly disappointed.
Ye Bo helped her down and was about to say, "Young Master …"
"Wait." Ding Yiyi blurted out in pain, but she couldn't hide it well.
Ye Bo didn't say anything after hearing this. The panic on his wife's face made him wonder what had made her hide from the young master all the time.
"You'd better leave quickly. Many people have already died in this place." Ding Yiyi turned her back to him, her heart empty.
Behind her, it was very quiet. A hand wrapped around her waist and tightly held her. It was shockingly powerful. Ye Nianmo's warm breath fell on top of her head. With an exclamation, he said, "Yiyi."
Her body was tense and could not help but tremble. The hand at her waist was exceptionally hot. The heat seeped through her clothes and onto her skin, causing her to tremble.
Suddenly, that hand let go and the warm embrace was removed. Following Ye Bo's words of worry, he said, "Young Master." She turned quickly.
Ye Nianmo had a scorpion on his sleeve. Its tail was raised high and there were no longer any poisonous needles on it. With a slight sweep, Ye Nianmo swept the scorpion onto the ground and crushed it with a stomp.
"Are you alright? Hurry up and take off your clothes. The scorpions here are very poisonous." Ding Yiyi pulled up his sleeves in panic, her fingertips trembling.
Ye Nianmo lowered his head to look at her. That worried expression, that trembling finger, this woman clearly loved him so much. Why did she have to say those hurtful words? Do those hurtful things? You still want to avoid her?
Hugging her in his arms, he lowered his head to kiss her forehead and whispered, "It's okay, it's okay."
"Young Master!" Ye Bo and the man shouted at the same time, along with the sound of the statue movement.
Ding Yiyi didn't care about anything else as she hastily ran in the direction of the statue. "The moment the statue moves, the scorpions inside will come out."
Everyone moved forward, wanting to lock down the slow-moving statue, but the statue seemed to be under their control. Even if a few strong men tried to move at the same time, they could not stop him from moving.
The rumbling sounds started again, and this time, the sounds were even more menacing. It was as if the ground beneath his feet was trembling.
"Go to the table." With these words, Ye Nianmo embraced Ding Yiyi and was the first to carry her to the table.
"Looks like you're doing well." He put her down on the table.
Everyone was on the table. At the same time, tens of thousands of scorpions crawled out from the dark hole, frantically piling up all over the place where they could land.
The tensed expression on the man's face pulled the ignition in his hand. A flame mixed with the smell of gasoline burnt the scorpion, but soon the flames became smaller and smaller.
Ye Nianmo's body was like a stone pillar. It was as if he didn't see the current predicament. He only stared at the sculpture and the black hole on the ground.1
"Young Master Ye, there's no fuel left and the exit is blocked. There's no way out." The muscular man finally opened his mouth, revealing a mouthful of white teeth.
Ye Nianmo lowered his head to look at Ding Yiyi, who was snuggling beside him, and asked in a low voice, "Are you scared?"
Ding Yiyi shook her head. She could still force herself not to think about him when she didn't see him, but when she did see him together with her, she couldn't say anything.
He smiled and was satisfied with the answer. He then turned around and continued to look at the statues. The scorpions on the ground were stacked and were moving quickly.
Ye Bo's forehead was also covered in sweat. Even a strong man would be scared by so many scorpions. Right now, not to mention getting out, the moment Ye Bo touched the ground, he would probably be eaten dry by these poisonous thorns.
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