Secondary disease of rebirth

"Here... looks familiar..." Feng Yi frowned, and spoke slowly, as if some image flashed in his mind, but the speed was too fast to capture it at all.

Seeing him like this, Lian Ye was a little worried, 'Do you remember anything? 'He had a conversation with Feng Yi in his mind.

Shaking his head, Feng Yi supported his forehead, feeling pain like a needle prick in his temple, "No, I just feel familiar."

"This city gate is the same as most of the ancient times. You must feel that it is more similar, so..." Lian Ye realized that he wanted to try his best to clear up the commonality between this city and Feng Yi's past. He himself was also afraid, afraid that Feng would think of his past, that Ling Feng...

Nodding her head, Feng Yi pursed her lips and smiled, as if to comfort Lian Ye.

Seeing him like this, Lian Ye felt even more guilty, guilty that he had flashed past to make Feng Yi never think of the selfish and clumsy thoughts of the past.Although Feng Yi didn't talk about it, Lian Ye could still feel that he still cared about his past and was confused about the meaning of his existence.

Maybe he shouldn't be so selfish, imprisoning such an outstanding Feng also by his side...

"Go...go?" Seeing that they didn't know what they were thinking, Qi Ming couldn't help but speak after standing at the door for a long time.

"It's all here, I must go in, follow me, and see how I kick..." Lian Ye put aside his messy thoughts, stepped forward, and raised his foot to kick the door.Unexpectedly, as soon as he lifted his foot, the door creaked and opened by itself.

The wooden door, which had been dusty and hadn't been used for a long time, opened and closed with a particularly loud, obscure sound, which irritated everyone's eardrums.Lian Ye's feet were still raised in the air, and he was a little stunned.

"Lian Ye, are you too hung up?" Wang Zhi was so excited that his voice almost overwhelmed the knocking of the door.

Putting his feet down, Lian Ye turned around and rubbed his nose, "Of course, it doesn't matter who I am."

Is this door still automatic?Lian Ye faintly felt that something was wrong, as if he was welcoming them.

They must be afraid of me, gods and ghosts are afraid of evil, well, it must be like this.

Without further delay, a group of people stepped across the threshold and walked into the underground city of Ye.

On both sides of the spacious street are red brick and tile houses with steeple-shaped sloping roofs, plastered wooden frames and hollowed-out carved wooden windows, hanging red lanterns, and a piece of brocade hanging outside the closed wooden door.

Some of the cloth said pawnshops, and some said medicine, board and lodging, iron shops, etc., all of which were shops with closed doors.It was dark and quiet, and there was no breath of life.

Wang Zhi followed behind Lian Ye, looking at this scene, he couldn't help but stand on end, and said, "Will those zombies all live here? Will we really come to the underworld? Otherwise, who would build something underground?" A dead city..."

"Come on, look at what you're afraid of. It's not like you don't know that Gao Yang is crazy. How can such a person do things with common sense?" Lian Ye said while shining his flashlight back and forth on the buildings on both sides of the road. I tried my best to copy the whole picture of Yecheng back then, but everything was like new, less angry and more weird.

Suddenly walking in front of a building, Lian Ye stopped.

This building is two stories higher than other buildings, and the carved doors and windows are extraordinarily exquisite, covered with a layer of crochet paper-cutting.Hanging peach pink lanterns add a touch of ambiguity.Looking at the wooden railings on the second and third floors, and the swing table outside the terrace...

"This place is so special, let's go in and have a look!" Lian Ye immediately regained his energy when he saw this style, dropped the rope that was dragging the ghost, and then pushed open the door to walk in.

"I don't see that you are interested in anything else. You know this Goulan Courtyard at a glance. The last time you went there to find a prostitute, you did it on purpose, right?" Feng Yi floated behind him and said coldly.

Hearing what Feng Yi said, Qian Yu also remembered what happened in the bathing center, and Lian Ye burst out laughing out of embarrassment that time.

The cold tone made Lian Ye shiver uncontrollably, and said with a sneering smile, "How could it be?"Why did you mention that again... don't I know the customs of history?Besides, how can there be any dust here...'

As he spoke, the flashlight just happened to shine on the scene in the building, and Lian Ye, who was standing at the door and hadn't raised his foot to bury it in the doorway, was stunned in place.

Unaware of his communication with Feng Yi, Li Deyou and his party went up to watch curiously, all of them were petrified.

"This is... too miserable." Li Deyou covered his mouth and took a few steps back, his stomach churning.

Even Qian Yu couldn't help frowning frequently.

What kind of scene is this, or people who see this scene will think with their feet that the instigator of all this must be a pervert, a complete neuropathy.

There are not only people in this room, but also many people. Judging from the clothes and hair accessories, they should be the prostitutes that Feng Yi said.

Why does it have to be seen through clothing and hair accessories?

Because these people's facial features are deeply sunken, their skin is dry and purple, and they have been dead for a long time.

They were not the only ones, the huge front hall was filled with tables and seats, and there were many guests in brocade clothes and fine clothes with hair crowns or coarse linen and braids sitting on them.

Women in low-necked, light lipstick, yellow, blue, green and colorful clothes with beauty hairpins coiled up are covering their faces with fans and smiling, some are pouring wine for the guests, and some are pinching their shoulders and backs for the guests.

Behind the wine table is a huge stage, on which there are a few women wearing fluffy veils that are looming, posing light and graceful dancing postures.

Why do dead people still have these actions?Can even dance?

Because they were all nailed to wooden stakes behind them, their necks, chests, waists, hands, legs, feet, and all movable joints were firmly nailed to wooden stakes, and they were forced to take these poses or actions .

With their purple complexion and rotten faces, they couldn't see their expressions at all. I don't know if they were treated like this after death, or they were tortured like this before they died.They are like marionettes, pitifully at the mercy of others.

"Gao Yang seems to be more perverted than in the legend..." Wang Zhi felt goosebumps all over his body, and couldn't imagine how painful it would be to be nailed to a stake like this. "Don't watch it, it's too perverted."

After saying that, just as he was about to close the wooden door, he heard a slight noise in the room, which was indescribably strange.

"They, they are alive!"

This was Niu You's voice, he stepped back in horror, and pointed at the people in the room.

Everyone looked again, and sure enough, these nailed dead people turned their heads and looked over, their empty eyes staring straight at the group of people outside the gate.

All the movable joints of the whole body were nailed, and their movements caused the iron nails and wooden boards to bend, which made the weird sound.

"Fuck, why are all the dead people turned into corpses?" Lian Ye slammed the wooden door shut, blocking those terrifying sights behind the door.

Li Deyou calmed down the desire to vomit for a long time, "Don't stay in such a terrible place."

No one refuted such a proposal, Lian Ye put on the cocoon of Fuming again, and walked forward along the street, no one dared to take another look at the surrounding houses.

But Gao Yang seemed to have figured out what they were thinking, and there was a large market just ahead...

Those who are made into specimens, some are made into passers-by or fruit sellers, steamed buns sellers, face shaves, fortune-telling testers, street stalls...

All kinds of things are nailed into various poses, which are very expressive.If it weren't for the food and other things with expiry dates in front of them that had turned into black ash, they would have been extremely stiff and quiet.Looking at it so quickly, it really looks like a bustling market.

As soon as a group of people arrived at the entrance of the market, these "marionettes" woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream, breaking the nails and boards with a creaking sound, as if they wanted to move their crucified bodies, and came towards them.

"The geomantic omen of the underground has been completely distorted. It has changed from a treasure cave with a pattern of stars and moons to a place where the dead are beheaded and fallen into dragons. Therefore, the dead here are dead but not stiff, and the soul cannot leave the body. Only when the resentment accumulates here will it be affected by the breath of the living and become a zombie." Feng Yi slowly analyzed that although he didn't care about all the zombies here, whether Gao Yang or Gao Yang, there was one person who cared...

"Fuck, why did it become like this, you entered the zombie den!"

It's this foul-mouthed man...

Qian Yu shook his head helplessly, "Hey, it's really pitiful, it's not enough to be tortured to death, and I still have to spend eternal life in the ground..."

The two of them are compatible, except for Feng Yi's previous analysis, others don't quite understand what they are talking about.

The crucified zombies didn't feel pain, they could only smell the living people and move, ignoring the iron nails on every joint of their bodies, struggling to get closer to them.The sound of twisting iron nails and planks, and the wheezing sound of the zombie's throat resounded throughout.

Not only in this market, but also in the houses that passed by before, this kind of weird sound kept coming out.

All the "string puppets" in the entire underground city of Ye came alive!

"Burn." Lian Ye took a deep breath and only uttered one word.

Everyone looked over in puzzlement, but saw a look of determination in his eyes.

The architectural style of the Northern Qi Dynasty followed that of the previous dynasty. It was still made of wood and painted with nine red lacquers.Most of the furniture is made of mahogany camphor wood. Lian Ye lit all the remaining torches he made earlier and handed them over to others.

Set fire to the city.

Several people acted separately, from the street to the end, and then to the residential area inside, bypassing the zombies who were nailed to the stakes and unable to move freely, and set fire to the whole city.

The city is not as humid as the outside, and the wooden houses are not new, so the fire spreads extremely fast.After a while, the whole city was illuminated by fire like daytime.

At this time, the few people who scattered the fire had gathered together and walked to the end of the street.The terrain here is relatively high, and there is a majestic palace wall, which is not inferior to the majestic palace gate of the gate of Yecheng.

This is the palace.

Everyone turned their backs to the palace wall, looking at the fire that filled the sky in the city, and the wailing of zombies being burned could be heard endlessly.

They stood side by side, silently silent, watching the fire burn out, and then gradually dimmed.

Sometimes living may not be the most painful thing, the painful thing is that you can’t really die even if you want to, you can only wander in this world, feeling endless loneliness and darkness.

At this moment, they seem to be able to personally experience the feelings of the zombies they met along the way...

The world seems to be boundless, you can go anywhere, and it seems to be a prison, there is nowhere to escape.