Ace's favorite concubine: Xiangmen's concubine

Chapter 172 Purgatory (2)

When she first entered the door, there was a short corridor, which was a little dark inside. There were old blood stains everywhere on the stone wall, layers of purple and black, emitting bursts of stench, which made her nauseous for a while, so she had to cover her mouth and nose with her hands.

Huanglong led her in silently for a while, and gradually there were guards walking in front of her. After walking a few more steps, the road suddenly opened up and divided into several small branches leading to other places.

The innermost cell should be the cell where the prisoners were held. There were faint voices. She couldn't help exploring a road and listened carefully. There were screams, curses, and murmurs. Every few steps the jailer took , stopped and whipped a few whips inside.

"Those people are imprisoned in the torture room on the second floor." Seeing her stop still, Huang Long followed her gaze, and suddenly said, "This floor is only for those who have made minor mistakes."

Her eyes flickered a few times, she looked back, she wanted to say something but swallowed it, and said softly after a while, "Go down."

Huang Long vaguely guessed what she wanted to say, glanced at her, lowered his eyes, turned around and led her to the stone staircase, and walked down the steep stone staircase.

"When will Wu Danqing be escorted to Yujing?" She shook her teeth, followed behind him, and finally couldn't help asking.

"It's almost in these few days." Huang Long said in front of her without any emotional ups and downs in his voice, "Miss, please rest assured, everything is under our control, and everything will be arranged by the Lord when we arrive in Yujing. "

It's time to let go and let Wu Danqing live a normal life, her eyes dimmed, and she replied in a deep voice, "I know."

While speaking, he had reached the second floor, and before he stepped onto the solid ground, a howling sound like a wild animal suddenly came from the cell a few steps away.

All the prison doors here are forged with pig iron and welded to the stone wall. Only two small ventilation windows are opened at the bottom and the height of normal human eyes so that the prison guards can check and pass food.

She frowned slightly, walked to the door of the cell and stopped, and looked in through the transom window above, and saw four iron stakes one and a half tall, nailed with spikes, lined up inside. It has tortured many people, and the spikes have been corroded by human blood and rusted.

A man covered in blood was lying on his back on the ground. He should have made the wailing just now. Two jailers scooped up something from a wooden barrel next to him and poured it on him.

"Hemostasis powder is added to this water to prevent him from bleeding to death." Standing beside her, Huang Long suddenly said in a low voice, "He is the one who bought Wutong back then, and he is also one of Yang Song's confidantes."

She pursed her lips, watched the man slowly regain consciousness, his hands and feet were twitching and trying to get up, and asked in a cold voice, "What crime did you send him to prison for?"

"Xiaozuo, we've been a little bit uneasy recently, I'd rather kill three thousand by mistake than let one go."

"En." She nodded with satisfaction, a smile floated on her cheeks, she took a step back, followed Huanglong to continue walking forward slowly, "What about the rest?"

"Two of them couldn't stand the torture last night and passed out, and there is another one in front." Huang Long raised his eyes and glanced at the deepest part of the torture room, "If Miss can bear it, you can go and have a look."

Before they endured these inhuman tortures, they should have thought of such an end, even if they only touched Wutong with a finger, she wished she could cut off their hands and feet.

(End of this chapter)