Merchant of the Underworld

However, I am obviously overthinking this. Slowly, the little mouse finally sensed something. It was originally calm and composed, but almost in the blink of an eye, it became crazy and rushed forward quickly.

When I saw it, the direction the little mouse ran was exactly where the execution ground of the King of Hell was!

Our speed couldn't catch up with the mouse. The anxious mouse kept tugging at the rope on its tail. Finally, I simply let go.

The mouse suddenly shot out like an arrow from the string, and the three of us followed closely behind it.

And when the mouse reached the big pit at the construction site, which is the so-called execution ground of the King of Hell, it suddenly stopped and then kept jumping around on the spot.

The way it jumps is very special. After it jumps, its body will spin 180 degrees in mid-air, and then hit its head on the ground.

I was dumbfounded by this scene. This mouse was so disturbed by the thick yin energy that it became insane...

It didn't take much time for the mouse to hit itself until it was bleeding. However, it still managed to crawl to the big pit and fell down from the top.

My brother immediately turned on the flashlight and shined it down, and finally shook his head helplessly at us: "He fell to death."

I felt very scared and immediately asked my brother to pack his things and go home.

After I went back, I was still in shock. Subconsciously, I felt that this thing was beyond my control.

Li Mazi and his brothers gathered around me and asked me what was going on.

I lit a cigarette and said, "What else could it be? The Yin Qi in the King of Hell's Execution Ground is so strong that it can even directly affect small animals. These animals would rather be killed by the Yin Qi than to continue to be tortured by the Yin Qi. It seems that the following is That thing is really fierce!”

The brother took a breath of cold air: "No wonder my food processing factory can't keep people, they are all forced to leave by this thing."

Li Mazi asked me tremblingly, what is my next plan? I thought about it and said that I had no plans for the time being and that I would go to the execution ground of the King of Hell tomorrow.

There was no talking all night. Li Mazi and I slept in the basement until noon. After lunch, it was already two o'clock in the afternoon.

My brother told me that everyone in the village is taking a nap now, so if you want to see it, go and see it quickly.

I nodded immediately and followed my brother to the execution ground of the King of Hell.

Even in broad daylight, I could still feel the chill coming from the entrance to the King of Hell’s Execution Ground. You can imagine how terrifying this place is!

Because someone from the construction team died, no one dared to continue breaking ground at the King of Hell's Execution Ground, so the land was abandoned and filled with domestic garbage.

The big pit in the middle is particularly eye-catching.

The brother took courage and took us into the big pit.

From the outside, you can vaguely tell that there used to be a vaulted basement under the pit, just like an air raid shelter during the Anti-Japanese War. Both sides were sealed with reinforced concrete and were very strong.

At the entrance to the basement, a marble tablet engraved with 'The Execution Ground of the King of Hell' is shocking. I don’t know why, but I always feel that those four words seem to be alive, giving me a powerful deterrent, making me involuntarily fearful!

It's broad daylight, and it can give me this feeling. You can imagine how powerful the vagina is inside.

The basement was dark, so my brother turned on the prepared flashlight and shined a light inside.

I found that the space in this basement is really not small, at least as big as a football field.

My brother asked me worriedly if I wanted to go in and take a look? I hesitated for a while, and finally decided to wait and see at the door just to be on the safe side.

The scene in the basement was basically the same as what Li Mazi told me. The ground was flat and covered with blue bricks. I took a flashlight and looked at it, and found that almost every distance, strange torture instruments appeared.

In the end, there were so many that I couldn’t even count them with both hands.

The most eye-catching thing is the large pot that is set up, which is big enough to hold an adult.

There are also many glass bottles filled with human organs, as well as skeletons discarded on the ground.

There are many iron hooks hanging on the walls on both sides. The iron hooks are rusty and red in color. I guess the red parts should be coagulated blood.

Everything seemed normal, but the more normal it was, the more awkward it made me feel.

Because when facing this horrific execution ground, I was a little helpless and didn’t know where to start...

At this moment, there was a noise from the construction site, like the sound of someone coughing. The brother's face changed and he said that the villagers guarding him were coming and asked us to get out quickly.

So I hurriedly took a photo with my mobile phone and ran away with my brother along another road.

After returning home, I borrowed my brother's laptop, copied the photos to the computer, and then enlarged them to see if I could find any clues.

What makes my scalp tingle is that this photo really does not disappoint me.

In a corner of the execution ground of the King of Hell, there was a person hanging alone!

The man's body was hung high by an iron hook on the wall, and his head was tilted towards us, as if he was looking at us.

At first we thought it was a visual error caused by dim light and poor pixels on the phone. But when I zoomed in on that person again, I was immediately frightened out of my mind.

That is indeed a person! He has a nose and eyes. Although his expression was too blurry to see clearly, I could feel that he was staring at us from beginning to end.

I can even imagine that his body was hung by an iron hook and swayed left and right in the wind, with a sneer even showing on the corner of his mouth.

What is even more difficult to understand is that he does not seem to be dead, because he is still holding a long knife in his hand.

My brother just came to pour me some water. When he saw the computer screen, he screamed and fell to the ground.

I quickly helped him up and asked, "Look carefully, do you recognize this person?"

Brother Jiang nodded with a pale face: "I know... I know, this guy is the contractor who was scalded to death in a frying pan some time ago, but the villagers have already buried him."

Li Mazi also swallowed hard and said, "It's over. It seems we really bumped into a ghost this time."

After hearing this, I was puzzled for a while. How could a dead person who had been buried appear in the execution ground of the King of Hell? And it still appeared in such a weird way?

I immediately said to my brother: "I have one thing for you. You should inform the village chief immediately and ask the village chief to lead people to get the body of the contractor out of the execution ground of the King of Hell. By the way, you must pay attention to the hands of the contractor when the time comes. That knife in there! If there's blood on that knife, I'll do whatever it takes to bring it to you. I think the reason why the contractor's body is there is because of that knife, that knife, Definitely one of the best."

Brother Chang looked at me with some fear: "But... isn't that contractor a ghost?"

I immediately laughed: "Have you ever seen a camera that can capture ghosts?"

The brother hesitated for a moment and then walked out.

Li Mazi immediately pressed the delete button and deleted the photo, saying that the photo was so unlucky that he did not dare to sleep after looking at it at night.

An hour later, the brothers invited the village chief, followed by a group of young people.

The village chief was doubtful about Brother Ba's words, but finally decided to go down and have a look.

Unexpectedly, after looking at it like this, he actually found the body of the contractor, so he carried the body of the contractor out.

At this moment, the contractor's corpse was beyond recognition. His whole body was covered with corpse spots and exuded a fishy smell.

All the young people at the scene deliberately kept a distance from the corpse as if they were avoiding the plague.

I hid in the crowd and noticed at a glance that the corpse was still holding a knife tightly in its hand!

The village chief and everyone murmured, discussing how to deal with the body. He took the opportunity to touch his brother and threw the knife aside.

In the end, the village chief decided that it would be better to have the body cremated and hire a master to save him, lest he become an evil spirit and continue to harm people. The villagers nodded immediately, carried the body and left. At the same time, they told their brothers to keep an eye on this execution ground of the King of Hell.

After everyone left, my brother handed me the knife.

I took a closer look and found that this sword was in very good condition. It should be a samurai sword commonly used by the Japanese.

The entire knife is about one meter long, and the blade is curved with a slight arc. The blade was extremely sharp and covered with marble-like patterns. It looked like it was forged from fine snowflake steel.

This knife must have come from the execution ground of the King of Hell.

And on the tip of the katana, there was indeed a trace of bright red blood.

Brother Jang asked me immediately: "How did you know there was blood on the knife? Where did the blood come from?"