"Come here quickly!" Zhu Shu said, touching a wall in surprise, "The temperature is different over here!"
Yu Yaqing walked over, raised her hand to touch it, and then touched the wall next to it. She said in a deep voice, "The stone bricks here are warmer and drier than the ones on both sides. There should be a space inside."
Su Man squatted down, swept away the straw at the base of the wall, and said loudly, "The bricks are loose."
The women busily squatted down and pulled at the stone bricks.
Hu Ya felt a little embarrassed for a moment.
Bai Youwei glanced at her sideways and said coldly, "It's normal for me to look down on you."
Hu Ya: "…"
…
The loosened stone bricks were pulled out layer by layer, revealing a faint light inside.
Yu Yaqing hammered it hard again, and all the surrounding bricks fell down! -- A square tunnel appeared on the prison wall, just enough for an adult to pass through.
The tunnel was very deep, and it seemed to lead to the upper level. The inner wall had scratch marks and bloodstains, as well as hair and broken fingernails, like a body-dumping passage.
As for why it was blocked, no one knew.
Maybe it was just to deceive their eyes.
Yu Yaqing wrapped the cumbersome wedding dress around her waist, bent down and crawled into the tunnel, and said, "Hu Ya, follow me."
Hu Ya hesitated a little.
No one knew where the tunnel led, and anything could happen.
Maybe they would see Zhao Lanfen's tragic death, or maybe they would find Bluebeard's tracks. If that monster went crazy again, wouldn't they be walking right into a trap?
She was troubled about how to persuade Yu Yaqing, who always did what she said…
"I'll go with you."
At this moment, Su Man suddenly spoke.
She also tied her wedding dress around her waist, not caring whether her image was beautiful or not, and bent down to crawl into the tunnel.
Yu Yaqing frowned inside, "Your hand is injured, it's not convenient to move around in the tunnel."
"It's fine after a night's rest. Just don't twist my wrist like last time." Su Man, who never joked, made a rare self-deprecating remark.
Thinking of the past, Su Man was still a little depressed. She had never met an opponent in her life, at least among women, who knew she would lose to Yu Yaqing.
Yu Yaqing said, "Then follow behind me, don't get too close. If something happens to me in front, you immediately slide down to notify the others, seal the tunnel and leave, and then think of another way."
Su Man nodded.
The two entered the tunnel one after the other, leaving the four women below to wait.
…
The air in the tunnel was different from the coldness of the basement; it was warm.
The higher Yu Yaqing climbed, the hotter she felt. She gradually broke into a sweat, and her elbows and knees began to slip as she crawled forward.
She held her breath and became more cautious.
Su Man behind her sensed something and also slowed down her progress.
Finally, they reached the end of the tunnel.
Something seemed to be blocking the way ahead.
Yu Yaqing tentatively reached out to touch it. It was a metal material, a little hot to the touch, but not enough to burn, still within the range of tolerance.
She leaned closer to listen for any sound, but heard nothing.
She deliberately knocked on the metal, trying to see if there would be any movement on the other side of the tunnel.
Still no sound.
Yu Yaqing tore off the gauze skirt from her waist, wrapped it around her hand, layer upon layer, and then braced it against the metal object at the end of the tunnel and pushed hard!
Squeak—
The metal rubbed against the floor, making a harsh and ear-piercing sound, and a strong smell of blood rushed towards them!
Yu Yaqing finally saw the scene outside the tunnel. She covered her mouth and nose, looking at everything in front of her in shock, forgetting her words!
It was no exaggeration to say that it was stained with blood!
Everything within sight was red! Bloody! Several ancient torture racks were displayed in the room, covered with dried, hardened blood, bearing witness to countless victims!