On her wedding night, she went into exile with her pharmacy arsenal

In the silence, on the other side of the closet, there seemed to be someone coughing suppressedly, and there was the sound of someone fainting.

Yan Ruyu walked to the closet and was about to reach out to open it. Huo Changhe grabbed her, blocked her behind, and opened the door with a sword in his hand.

The wardrobe was slightly shallow, with a few quilts placed randomly. I tapped the wall and found that it was indeed empty.

After finding the mechanism and opening it, a secret door appeared. Inside the secret door was a small dark room. Someone had fainted.

Mi Yan did not stun the people in the room, but Yan Ruyu's operation made them stun themselves.

Yin Ding stepped forward, picked up the man and took a closer look: "I just went to the waterside and there was him."

Nonsense, there are a total of eight people on this island.

"Tie him up," Huo Changhe ordered. "Go and find out where he came from."

Beibei stepped forward to tie the man up and gag him. Jin Collar and him stayed behind to guard him, while the rest of the group, Yin Ding, took Song Jinbai in front.

After not walking far, I found a passage.

Song Jinbai whispered: "Let me just say that the courtyard here is weird and connected to everything. There should be a lot of tunnels dug under their island."

Yin Ding asked: "How many of them have you met?"

"Three, and the old doctor. The one I see the most is the mustache."

While talking, walk to the end of the passage. There are two doors, one on the left and one on the right.

Yan Ruyu looked at the ground in front of the door. The left side was firmer, showing more walking, while the right side was slightly softer, showing less walking.

"Go to the right," Yan Ruyu said.

Huo Changhe held his long sword in his hand, always guarding her side, and swung his sword to cut off the lock on the door.

I came here tonight just to do some damage. Time is tight and I have to leave before dawn, so I have no worries.

The road was much darker and there were fewer lights on the wall. Huo Changhe took out the headlamp given to him by Yan Ruyu and put it on, and the light suddenly shone brightly.

Song Jinbai was surprised: "What is this? It's so bright!"

Yin Ding was secretly annoyed. He also had a small flashlight, but unfortunately he didn't bring it with him.

"This is taken from sunlight, it is naturally bright," Huo Changhe introduced coldly and slightly arrogantly.

Yan Ruyu: "..."

After walking for a while, Yan Ruyu reminded: "The smell is wrong, everyone, please be careful."

The fishy smell turned from light to strong, and finally became a little unbearable.

Yan Ruyu stuffed some fragrant pills and distributed them to everyone. Everyone felt better after stuffing one into their noses.

Where the light grazed Huo Changhe's head, their faces turned pale and they almost felt sick.

To say it is hell on earth is not an exaggeration.

This is a large morgue. It is said to be "stopped", but in fact it is just thrown away. It is scattered everywhere and not even parked properly.

They have all been on the battlefield and seen dead people. They are not afraid of corpses and have no taboos.

The key is that these corpses are not complete. They are all missing arms and legs, which is unbearable to look at. What is even more horrifying is that there are more than a dozen severed limbs connected to the limbs of other animals.

Yan Ruyu's mind exploded, and the thoughts that had occurred before actually came true before her eyes.

"That old devil doesn't deserve to be called a doctor!"

Huo Changhe clenched his molars and said, "If you chop him up alive, it will be considered light."

Song Jinbai's face turned pale and he couldn't help but want to vomit.

The blood flowed thickly under their feet. After it dried, no one cleaned it, and it became a thick layer.

When I walk on it, my legs feel a little cold.

Passing through the pile of corpses, they saw a huge furnace. Several people remained silent. Needless to say, they knew that this was used to burn corpses.

The island is small and it is inconvenient to communicate with the outside world. These executioners have no intention of taking the bodies away and burying them. Burning them directly and turning them into ashes is the best way.

Go around the stove and go to the door. Look out through the crack of the door. There is also a room on the opposite side.

Probably because of the corpses behind him, seeing that closed room felt a bit eerie.

Yin Ding took Song Jinbai out first, and Yan Ruyu was at the end. She closed the door and closed her eyes slightly, unable to bear to look at the corpses anymore.

I dare not even think about the pain and fear these people experienced before they died.

Huo Changhe gently held her shoulders and comforted her silently.

After the door closed, Yan Ruyu turned around and went to the opposite side with Huo Changhe.

The silver ingot was already outside the door and was about to look inside.

This was an incredible sight. Yin Ding's hand trembled and the knife almost fell to the ground. His face suddenly turned pale. If he hadn't been biting his lip, he would have screamed.

Song Jinbai didn't look at it. He originally wanted to look at it, but when he saw the silver ingot like this, he swallowed his saliva and didn't want to look at it anymore.

Huo Changhe stepped forward and stretched out his hand to push the door open. Yin Ding said quickly: "You... you have to be prepared. There are the ones inside that we saw just now by the water..."

Huo Changhe frowned and looked at him. His lips trembled, and the flesh on his fat face also trembled.

Huo Changhe: "..."

"Get off."

The door is pushed open.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but a damp and cool air rushed towards them, and Yin Ding and Song Jinbai couldn't help but shiver.

In addition, there are several kinds of incense, including those commonly used for burning incense, and there is also a very expensive incense that is only used in big temples during festivals.

There is another kind, Yan Ruyu smells it carefully, it is not just spices, it should be made of spices and medicine, antiseptic fragrance.

As soon as he stepped into the room, Huo Changhe was really shocked.

All around, standing in eight directions, were coffins without lids, exposing the corpses inside. They were all women, with their eyes closed and their hands making different postures.

One of them is the twist flower that I met in the water when I went to the island just now.

There is a stone platform in the middle of the room. There is water in the middle of the platform. It is flowing water and should be connected to the water outside. There is also some sediment in the water. The closer you get, the stronger the aroma.

It should be spices.

Yan Ruyu stepped forward and took a closer look. The coffins were all movable. She didn't know what device was used behind them so that water could go up and go around the coffins.

These corpses themselves have been treated and circulated with incense and incense potions, so they will not rot.

"What on earth are you doing?" Yin Ding was puzzled.

"Is it some kind of ritual?" Song Jinbai whispered, "Look at their postures."

"There is a small incense table in front of each one, and there is an incense burner to burn incense." Huo Changhe observed the incense, "The incense is different."

"Fragrances also have levels," Yan Ruyu looked up at the corpses, "it's related to their status."

The three of them turned to look at her.

Yan Ruyu continued to explain: "What I'm talking about is not the status during life, but the status redefined by the people who manipulated them. As for what the basis is, I don't know."

These corpses were all without clothes, and the three men were embarrassed to look at them. Yan Ruyu's explanation became their best way to understand them.

Yan Ruyu also observed Song Jinbai carefully. His face had been red since he arrived here, his eyes were shy, and he did not dare to look at him.

Yan Ruyu secretly thought that based on this alone, Song Jinbai was more trustworthy than Lin Nan.

I hope Song Jinbai is not the second Lin Nan.