Live as the emperor

Chapter 368

There is a dungeon in the Shu Palace.

In fact, dungeons are not uncommon. Every city in ancient society had them, even larger castles. As for the palace having such a configuration, it is simply a normal thing.

But the dungeon of Prince Shu's Mansion was always particularly eerie and terrifying. Although it was spring in March, no sunlight came in at all, and it could be said that it was almost impossible to see inside.

Suddenly, the orange candlelight lit up, revealing a door, which was the entrance to the dungeon, in front of which were winding stone steps, and below was the dungeon of the Shu Palace.

An iron ball on the wall was placed in a groove. Someone brought a candle close to the groove, and the iron ball was wrapped with oil-soaked cloth strips. The cloth strips were lit, and the iron ball began to roll with fire, making a bell sound. The sound of the bell seemed to contain a bell inside.There are many braziers in the groove, and the iron ball passes through these braziers, lighting them up one by one, and after a while, a spiral shape extends out, illuminating the steps below.

The fire was lit, but the ringing sound echoed in the still dark confined space and lingered for a long time.

Chen Xiu liked this voice very much. He thought it would be perfect if he added a few more screams, but where are there so many perfect things in this world?
Behind him was a man in black, with only his eyes showing from his whole body. This man in black was only responsible for following Chen Xiu with a torch.

There was a gust of cold wind blowing from nowhere, it was obvious that this place was a closed space.

Chen Xiu walked down. He was wearing soft cloth shoes, and there was no sound at all, only the occasional beep, beep, beep, beep when the oil was burning in the brazier.

"How many are there today?" Chen Xiu asked halfway through the walk.

"Two." The masked man finally spoke, but his voice was flat without any ups and downs, which sounded weird.

Chen Xiu nodded slightly, and continued to walk down without saying anything, until she reached the bottom floor.

The walls are covered with all kinds of torture instruments, there are several large iron cages, and a table made of smooth pure copper—or a bed is more suitable, but there are no pillows.

At this moment, there were two people in the iron cage slumped on the ground, with unlovely expressions on their faces.

They seemed to be asleep, but they heard movement, leaned against the wall, and opened their eyes with difficulty.

Seeing the people outside, they screamed in unison.

"You, don't come here."

"Demon, you demon."

They looked at Chen Xiu and reacted greatly.

Looking at Chen Xiu again, she is actually not that old, she is still a young lady now.

However, at this moment, several people inside were stimulated to such a big reaction by this little Zhengtai.

This was a very weird scene, but what was even weirder was that Chen Xiu didn't care about what these people called her, and she still had a wicked smile on her face.

"Ah, very active, haha." Looking at the distorted and frightened faces of the two, Chen Xiu looked very happy, which was hard to understand, how could a teenager be like this.

He rolled up his sleeves, spread his palms, and said, "Where's the knife?"

The man in black immediately sent a delicate knife that looked like a willow leaf. The name of this knife was The Lancet.

Seeing the knife, the two people inside couldn't help but retreat, but there was no place to retreat behind the wall, so they shivered in the corner.

"Kill me, please kill me." A man cried out in despair.

The other person didn't speak, he was already speechless, he would swallow his saliva when he was nervous, but now he was very thirsty and swallowed nothing.

Chen Xiu went in, pulled the person who was yelling for Chen Xiu to kill her, and said calmly: "Yes, you will die soon. I will show you the art about death."

Chen Xiu tore off his clothes, and then the man in black came in, took one of his hands and one foot, and placed him on the copper bed.Although the weather is hot now, the temperature of the copper plate is very low in this cold underground. When it comes into contact with the skin, the man suddenly twitches involuntarily.He cried loudly, and his voice echoed in the space, but no one paid attention to his cry.

The knife in Chen Xiu's hand was very sharp. It was made of silver and was exquisitely carved. It was a rare work of art.

Suddenly, at this moment, hurried footsteps came from above, interrupting Chen Xiu's admiration of his proud work. He frowned, expressing his displeasure, and then said to the man in black, "What's going on?"

He looked up and found a figure at the gate, the man in black nodded slightly, he knew what to do.He started to go up the stairs, and the person who broke in suddenly seemed to realize that he seemed to have gotten into a catastrophe and saw something that he shouldn't have seen.His expression changed from anger and impatience just now to fear.He started to turn around and run away, he knew that if he didn't run now, he would only die.

But he couldn't run away, and soon he was caught back. The man in black clasped his only remaining hand, and he knelt on the ground. On the same level is a dark green gall dripping with blood, exuding a strong stench and bitter aura.

Also, Chen Xiu's blood-stained clothes.

He cried out in horror, but Chen Xiu's face was expressionless. He began to admit his mistake with snot and tears, expressing that he was willing to gouge out his eyes, indicating that he hadn't seen anything.

Chen Xiu shook her head slightly, which meant that he did not agree with what he said.

Then he pouted, and the man in black kicked the copper bed.There was a trap, the copper bed was turned over, the body fell to the ground, the man in black pressed him on the bed, and Chen Xiu approached with a lancet.

He shouted loudly: "My lord, please forgive me..."

(End of this chapter)