Red Heart Survey

Tick!

Blood drops on the water surface, there is a clear echo.

On the filthy, rancid water that was glowing with pale green, there were some tiny, slender shadows that gathered in an instant, devoured the drop of blood, and then dispersed in an instant.

The torture rack half submerged in the water has mottled marks and is very old. If you calm down, you can still hear the cry. The miserable souls it tortured in the past have added to its power and become new tortures.

Hanging on the execution rack was a man whose face could no longer be seen clearly, hanging slumped like a ball of dead flesh infested with maggots.

Until a certain moment, the stone door above was pushed open, the sound of rough hinges sounded, and the torture frame was slowly lifted up. Rising from the dark water prison to the dim dungeon.

In various senses, it can be regarded as "upgrading".

The structure of this dungeon is also very special, with solid walls on all sides, completely blocking outside sounds. Only in the center of the roof is a hole as thick as a finger, through which a ray of skylight falls. That light is especially hazy in a dim environment... just like the elusive freedom and hope.

This ray of skylight alone cannot resist the darkness, so there is actually a wall lamp in the dungeon - a small orange porcelain bowl in a god-like niche. A white wick, like a graceful lady, stands in half a bowl of oil. Emit light like a bean.

"Do I need to introduce myself?" A voice suddenly sounded from the dungeon.

After this voice sounded, the person in the shadow seemed to exist concretely.

This is an extremely thin old man with deep wrinkles on his face. White and withered, they were simply tied together with an ebony hairpin. The figure is slightly stooped, but the eyes are very bright and the voice is very clear, giving people a very organized feeling.

He was wearing an ordinary dark gray gown, and his sleeves were simply rolled up, revealing a pair of thin and clean hands with slender fingers and cold, knife-like edges.

He seems to have been here for a long time, but you can't be sure when he will arrive.

The sound was like some kind of switch, waking up the cell.

Only then did a pair of shaky eyes squeeze out of the mass of rotten flesh hanging on the torture rack, and the scattered light slowly gathered. Only then did the poor prisoner show some signs of being human.

His lower body had been soaked in the sewage until it became swollen and white, and the staggered scars on his upper body were tangled together. It was impossible to tell what torture instrument was used to cause it.

His face was dark green, and he spoke with difficulty: "Sang...Sang Xianshou!"

"I haven't been out for many years, and I thought none of the young people today know me. Now that they know me..." Sang Xianshou clasped his hands together and said with some relief: "That's easy to handle."

The prisoner's eyes rolled, and he looked around the room with a distracted gaze, pausing briefly at the bowl of oil lamp.

Of course he recognized corpse oil.

He asked with some pain: "Sang Gong, how can there be any reason in the world to punish someone without saying anything? After so many days of punishment? You should interrogate a few sentences first! What if I do it?"

Sang Xianshou shook his head: "Hellless Gate has been very popular in the past few years. I have heard for a long time that the ten hells are murderous and ruthless. I will definitely not be able to open your mouths without using some means. "

The prisoner regained some strength, and used this strength to angrily say: "You are prejudiced! You have never tried inducement, how do you know it won't work?"

"That's too troublesome." Sang Xianshou took out a file with a smile and flipped through it: "The Prince of the Fourth Palace, the Elder of the Hellless Gate, right? There are several identities now, please help me confirm them."

Faced with such excessive demands, the King of the Officials naturally chose to cooperate and announced several people at once: "King Yin Guan of Qin Guang, a person from the 27th city of Youguo Lower City! King She Disheng of the Wheel, who came from Jucheng ten years ago The defected rune genius! Song Emperor Kuang Yuxin, former Qu Kingdom Taiwei! City King——"

"Shh..." Sang Xianshou stopped him and said with a smile: "Don't rush to answer, I will torture you."

His tone was so calm, as if it wasn't a threat.

The robber king obediently shut his mouth.

"Zhang Jiefu of the Xuan Kingdom, seventeen years ago, to avenge his family, killed Tong Yujiang, the governor of Chaicheng, wiped out his entire family, and then disappeared. Tan Duxuan of the Wo Kingdom was thirsty for human blood when he was born. Swallowing breasts will lead to sorrow, and swallowing blood will cause Hi, his father thought it was ominous, poured poisoned wine, and left it in a mass grave. He returned sixteen years later, killed his mother and father, and killed the Tan family." Sang Xianshou closed the file: "Which one is you?"

The Rogue King raised his head dejectedly and thought for a moment: "Are their strength expressions very similar to mine?"

Sang Xianshou was also very patient: "There are many similarities, and there is a possibility that the magical powers will grow closer to yours...and in addition to the power, the life trajectories also overlap with yours."

The Rogue King had a hard time, but he smiled proudly: "But they are not me."

Sang Xianshou looked at him carefully: "Then it seems that your current face is really your true face."

The Wanguan King sighed with difficulty: "In more than a month, I have changed twenty-seven bodies, and you have found them all. I have no choice but to change. I am also very desperate... There are so many gates to hell. Yama, I am confident that I am not the slowest runner. Why are you grabbing me so hard?"

"Guess?" Sang Xianshou asked with a smile.

The king of the gangsters sighed: "I guess you must have captured a few other Yamas, but you haven't got any information. I understand that they are just knives that can be replaced at any time... so you have to catch the big ones and let go of the small ones, and you have identified me, the veteran of the organization." .”

"My guess is correct." Sang Xianshou admitted simply: "I caught your Emperor Song and King Zhuan Lun."

"Are they still alive now?" asked the Rook King.

"You do care about your colleagues, but none of them care about you." Sang Xianshou said with a smile: "She Disheng's Mohist intelligence can still be squeezed out... Kuang Yuxin is of no use anymore."

"Alas!" King Wu Guan sighed sadly: "I hope Emperor Song can have a complete corpse."

"His body... is still intact." Sang Xianshou said, touching his chin.

"Excuse me, where is he buried?" King Wu Guan asked with concern: "If I have the chance, I would like to pay homage to him."

Sang Xianshou smiled again: "I'm afraid you don't have that many opportunities, right?"

"Look at what you said." The prisoner Wang was obviously very weak, but his voice became more and more energetic: "Whether there is a chance, it depends on whether you give it to me or not?"

Sang Xianshou said: "It also depends on whether you can catch him or not."

"I, the Rogue King, rely on my sharp eyes and quick hands to travel around the world." The Rogue King said flatteringly: "If you can loosen my ties and let me rest for a while, I can hold on more firmly."

Sang Xianshou did not comment, but Shi Shiran said: "Since you are not Zhang Jiefu, nor Tan Duxuan. Then you are Cui Di, the son of the Huaicheng County Lieutenant of Zhongshan Kingdom.

The Wan Guan Wang was startled for a moment, then he finally grinned, revealing his blood-stained teeth, and said with a charming smile: "The Central Heavenly Prison is well-deserved. Sangxian Shou is well-deserved!"

"Then I'm a little surprised." Sang Xianshou said thoughtfully: "You were born in a happy and harmonious family, your parents are loving, and they never lacked food and clothing for you. Your elder brother has a kind personality, and your younger brother is sensible and filial. There is another one Sister, you are obedient and well-behaved, and you will marry well... Why are you like this?"

Mentioning the family of the Prince of Guan was really pure and not threatening. There is really no need to expect him to have any worries about a guy like the Riguan King.

"Why can't I be like this?" King Wu Guan said in a strange tone: "Does a person have to experience pain and have a tragic past to be qualified to become a bad person? Can't I be born bad? In fact, I don't think so either. I am bad, I just have my own relatively niche hobby... Is there any essential difference between killing cattle and sheep and killing people?"

"I appreciate you more and more." Sang Xianshou had a thick smile on his face.

"Thank you for your appreciation! Is there any suitable position for me in the Central Prison? I am hard-working and can do any dirty work." Regardless of his injury and fatigue, the Waifang Wang immediately competed for the position.

"There's no rush." ​​Sang Xianshou smiled and said, "Help me find King Qin Guang first."

The Rogue King also wanted to negotiate some conditions: "I rely on the word "faithfulness" to walk in the world. I and King Qin Guang jointly created Hell's No Door, which is a friendship that has lasted for many years..."

Sang Xianshou turned around and walked into the shadows.

"What kind of morality can we have with such a heinous person?" The King of Revenants said loudly: "Master Sang doesn't know something. I am responsible for the long-distance communication between Yama and Luo in the Gateless Hell! I also use my secret skills. , he will respond immediately! If you follow the clues then, the world will be illuminated!"

Sang Xianshou came back: "You won't lie to me, right?"

"I, Cui Di, am loyal to you, and I would like to be a jailer in the Central Heavenly Prison!" The Warlord King vowed: "Don't say anything, Mr. Sang, just look at my performance! I swear to God, I will help you to Eradicate this cancer that has no door to hell!”

Sang Xianshou raised his chin.

Eight black, rusty four-inch nails were slowly withdrawn from the body of the King of Eunuchs. The iron chains that tightly bound the body and bound the flesh and blood also swam away like spiritual snakes. The mottled torture rack also released its lock ring and made a faint sound, as if some souls were released... The King of Rogues slid to the ground like a puddle of mud.

Sang Xianshou stood quietly and did not rush.

The Rogue King was also very self-conscious. He managed to regain some of his energy, and immediately got up, tremblingly dipping his own blood into it, and drawing patterns on the ground.

"Do you need help?" Sang Xianshou knelt down and asked.

"No need, I can do it." The Rogue King reluctantly twitched his lips: "Sir, I'm very useful."

"Can you contact King Bian Cheng?" Sang Xianshou nodded slightly, as if to express approval, and said in a gentle tone: "I heard from Emperor Song that King Bian Cheng also came out this time. This person is very mysterious. He Did you take action?"

"I don't know. Zhenren Ji is so powerful that he was killed a long time ago." King Wuguan quickly added: "All Yamas have single-line contact with King Qin Guang. As long as we capture King Qin Guang, whoever You can’t even run away!”

Sang Xianshou nodded: "Okay, you go about your business."

The Rogue King dragged his dying body and drew the communication circle as quickly as possible. This spirit is really admirable.

Sang Xianshou was always watching and accompanying him attentively.

"...Allow me to recover my Daoyuan." Wang Guan said.

Sang Xianshou raised his hand and pointed, and a surge of Dao Yuan rushed into the Tongtian Palace of King Wuguan: "Is it enough?"

"That's enough!" The Rogue King immediately got up and sat cross-legged in front of the communication circle. He clasped his palms together and suddenly opened it, pulling out a light curtain. The light curtain was divided into ten frames, all of which were dimmed at this time, with only one of them flickering. "We have made contact. Your Excellency is ready to capture the traces of this thief! He controls the curse and is extremely sensitive to entanglements. You must be careful not to let him escape."

Sang Xianshou watched silently.

Then you can see this flashing frame... it keeps flashing.

a long time.

The King's breath became weaker and weaker, and he barely held on to the light curtain, saying in a harsh voice: "He may be too busy running away to pay attention to these things."

"Is it possible that he doesn't trust you at all?" Sang Xianshou asked.

"Absolutely impossible!" King Wu Guan said resolutely: "You don't know something, the whole hell has no door. Only King Chu Jiang and I have been with him from the beginning to now. Every other palace of Yama has changed more or less Extraordinary. He trusts me the most! I am with him in every action, and the Central Prison can also be found."

Without waiting for Sang Xianshou to speak, he added: "When King Qin Guang settles down, he will definitely contact me. I can't continue to look for him now, otherwise he will become suspicious."

With both palms together, the light curtain disappeared.

Sang Xianshou looked at him expressionlessly.

King Wu Guan knelt on the ground: "Sir! If you kill me now, you will only get a corpse. But if you leave me, you will leave an opportunity to arrest King Qin Guang. The majestic royal family of Dajing was assassinated by thieves. , how can we, the Central Prison, let the murderer go!?"

"Well said." Sang Xianshou said: "In the final analysis, the killer is just a knife. It must be broken, but what is even more despicable is the person who placed the order behind the scenes. Who placed the order, and who provided you with the information? , you, the veteran of Hell, can you provide me with some clues?"

"This..." King Wuguan said with difficulty: "King Qin Guang is responsible for these matters. We other Yamas usually only need to kill people."

"Without exception?"

"The King of Chu Jiang may be an exception. She is responsible for planning the course of action and must be prepared before and after. She needs to have more confidence in the intelligence."

"What you said is what others can tell me. Emperor Song and King Zhuan Lun said this." Sang Xianshou sighed regretfully: "I don't know what value you have?"

The King of Wan Guan said: "I know King Qin Guang very well. I know exactly what secret techniques he is good at! With me, he has no secrets in the central prison!"

Sang Xianshou said: "For us, he doesn't have many secrets now... and for such talented monks, the information about their combat power is the least reliable. Because they are still in a period of rapid growth, all the past The information is out of date.”

The Rogue King raised his hand and said: "I know several places where King Qin Guang often goes, and I apply to lead a team to arrest him!"

"Do you think he will go to the place you know?" Sang Xianshou said calmly: "The food in the Central Tianlao is not as delicious as you think."

"I still have a way!" The Rogue King's mind was racing. At this moment, his thoughts were almost flashing: "Your Excellency, you can release the news of my arrest, but not in Jingguo, but in Rongguo and Woguo." A small place like this. When King Qin Guang gets the news, he will definitely come to rescue me if he sees an opportunity! By then we will lay an ambush and bring him to justice!"

"Oh?" Sang Xianshou asked: "How can you be so sure that a person like him will take risks for you?"

"He will definitely do it! The depth of our relationship is beyond the imagination of ordinary people!" The more the King of Warlocks spoke, the more excited he became, and his full emotion was beyond words: "We have shared joys and sorrows, and have eaten and lived together for many years. We have never left each other. , life and death together. When I first created Hell’s Gateless, I told him that I will be here when he is here, and I will go when he goes - "

"Ah?" Sang Xianshou was in charge of the Central Heavenly Prison, and he was well-informed, but the more he listened, the more outrageous he became.

"Yes!!" The Rogue King said this impassionedly, but he was a little hesitant: "That's the kind of relationship we have..."

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"vomit……"

In a secluded valley, Yin Guan suddenly opened his mouth and spit out a large pool of blood, with a few black worms swimming in it.

King Chu Jiang looked at him worriedly: "You have been vomiting for a long time. If you continue like this, it will be very troublesome."

"It's okay." Yin Guan raised his hand: "I don't know why, but the injury was already stable, but suddenly I felt a little nauseous."

[Thanks to book friend "Mao Buyi" for becoming the leader of this book! It’s for the 653rd Alliance of the Red Heart Patrol! 】