The Dragon from Hell

Qin Feng's eyes moved, looking at the petite figure in front of him. Although there were heavy chains wrapped around her feet, she seemed to have gotten used to it. Her steps were not fast, but she seemed not to be affected at all. It was just that her walking posture was a little awkward.

This shackle may have been on her feet since she was born, but who put it on her?

Before he could think about it, there was a movement in front: "Mmm!"

The little ghost walked in front, turned around and waved at Qin Feng, pointing to the cave in front of him.

Qin Feng followed him. After entering the cave, he thought it was another new maze, but he didn't expect that after entering the cave, his vision suddenly opened up.

This is a real cave, with a foul smell coming towards him, but it is not as bad as the smell of the blood of those "bugs" and affects the mind.

Looking up, Qin Feng was stunned.

This cave is not empty. It looks about 40 to 50 square meters. There is a straw mat in the corner, and there is a table made of a large stone that has been polished, and a stone bench is placed next to it.

Although the furnishings are very simple, even crude, it can be seen that this seems to be where the little ghost lives.

But what really surprised Qin Feng was the stone walls around the cave.

These stone walls are not single walls, but have been hollowed out to look like prisons, and the ones imprisoned inside are the resentful souls he heard people mention before he came!

After arriving here, those "whispering" magnified in front of him.

I don't know what kind of restrictions have been placed on these prisons made of hollowed-out stone walls, and the resentful souls inside can't get out.

These resentful souls actually look no different from ordinary people, but their appearance is similar to that of the little ghost. They are all skinny, and their skin seems to be attached to their bones, and there is no vitality at all.

The facial features were distorted and deformed, and they kept wailing in pain, and they seemed to have no thoughts of their own.

When they saw someone coming in, they howled even louder, and some resentful souls even tried to rush out from inside.

Seeing this, the little ghost suddenly bared his teeth and screamed in the direction of the resentful soul, and actually scared the resentful soul that tried to rush out back.

Seeing the resentful soul go back, the little ghost waved to Qin Feng happily, motioning him to follow him and sit down next to the stone table.

But at this time, Qin Feng discovered a problem, which made his eyes condense instantly: many resentful souls were wearing clothes from their lifetime. Zhu Xing had said before that these resentful souls were monks who sacrificed their lives to keep the demons within the thousand-mile poisonous fog during the war between the human world and the demon world a thousand years ago. But now Qin Feng saw that many of these resentful souls were wearing armor!

He didn't know what kind of armor the human soldiers in this world wore, but he could conclude that the monks of the immortal gate in this world would never wear such armor.

"What's going on? Didn't they say that all the people who sacrificed here were monks?" Qin Feng took a few more steps toward the prison, wanting to see the appearance of these resentful souls.

"Mmm!"

Accompanied by the sound of clanking iron chains, the little ghost hurriedly ran to Qin Feng to stop him, and waved at him, signaling him not to get close.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

Qin Feng patted her head and walked to the prison.

Several fierce resentful souls saw Qin Feng coming, and all rushed to the prison, stretched out their hands from the gaps in the cells, trying to grab Qin Feng.

Qin Feng took a look at their hands. They were called hands, but they were as withered as the claws of some birds.

He kept a certain distance from them, but at this time he could clearly see the appearance of their clothes: all the clothes on the resentful souls were the same soldier armor!

"Before, Zhu Xing said that the human race also participated in the war to drive out the demons, but the people in the Xianmen said that the human race's power was not at all vulnerable in front of the demons, so before they could join the war, the Xianmen's monks had already driven the demons back to the demon world. He seemed to have mentioned that at that time, an army composed entirely of mortals rushed to the edge of the demon world, but later disappeared..."

Qin Feng looked at the resentful souls in front of him, his eyes became colder and colder: Could it be that these resentful souls in front of him were not actually a corps of monks, but a mortal army of more than 10,000 people?

They clearly participated in the war, but their names were erased, and then they were abandoned in the final stage.

They are mortal bodies, and they can't cross the thousands of miles of poisonous fog. After being stranded in the demon world, you can imagine what will happen to them!

At that time, the demons had just been defeated and needed to vent their anger, and these human soldiers became victims.

But thisWhat about the Ten Thousand Souls Cave?

Qin Feng didn't think that the demons would remember to build a prison to imprison their souls after killing them.

He recalled the road he had walked along in his mind. Although it was a winding maze, he remembered all the routes he had taken on the way here.

"Jiao Xia."

Qin Feng called the little goddess and asked, "Do you think that this maze we have walked along the way seems to be built by someone. It's like... a formation."

Qin Feng didn't know much about formations, but he always felt that the people who built this Ten Thousand Souls Cave would not be idle and unnecessary, and insisted on building such a tortuous road to the underground prison.

Are they afraid of being robbed?

Jiao Xia tilted her head and thought about it when she heard his words: "Formation... This kind of thing is developed by you humans. I am a god, and I don't need to use it. I don't understand it either."

Seeing that she didn't know about formations, Qin Feng could only give up temporarily.

He followed the confused little ghost back to the stone table, handed her a whole string of candied haws, and asked, "You usually live here, don't you go anywhere else? For example... have you been up there?"

"Mmmmm..."

The little ghost ate the candied haws while making a mumbling sound from his mouth, as if answering Qin Feng, but Qin Feng didn't understand a word.

Jiao Xia finally couldn't sit still this time, gritted her teeth and said, "You've eaten two strings of my candied haws, and you can't even understand a sentence... Let me do it!"

After saying that, Jiao Xia formed a seal in her hand, and then slapped the little ghost on the forehead.

The little ghost was startled by her action, and before she could react, her candied haws fell to the ground, and then she heard her shouting, "My delicious food!"

Qin Feng was stunned, and she was also stunned, turning her head and looking at Qin Feng blankly: "Can I speak?"