RPAGF Chapter 126 Let me tell you a story
Chapter 126 Let me tell you a story
As the group walked further and further away, the original festive atmosphere and the villagers' conversations vanished instantly, replaced by a shower of paper money falling gently.
Five large bridal sedan chairs were carried all the way to the top of the mountain, where the clan chief was already waiting in front of the cave.
Five brides, each wearing a red veil, were taken off the bridal sedan chair one by one by matchmaker Aunt Mo.
The five brides held not only bells but also grains in their hands.
Aunt Mo presented the rooster in her arms to the clan chief, who grabbed the rooster by the neck, took out a kitchen knife, and chopped off the rooster's head, the bright red blood spraying onto his face.
The clan chief took out another porcelain bowl to catch the blood, and once it was full, he immediately splashed it onto the thorny stone gate behind him.
The thorns were brushed aside, and the stone door slowly opened to the left and right, revealing an iron door inside, just like a prison.
The villagers had long since stopped following, with only Jiang Qi and a few others secretly hiding behind to observe the situation.
Xu Cangsheng was also there; she used an invisibility talisman to come up the mountain with Jiang Qi and the other three.
"Aunt Mo, thank you for your hard work. You should go home now. I'll take care of the rest."
"it is good."
The iron gate slammed shut, and the stone gate slowly closed as well. The bride, the bridal sedan chair, and the men all disappeared. The clan chief leisurely walked down the mountain.
After the clan chief left, several more people appeared in front of the stone gate.
Jiang Qi knocked on the stone door, trying to find a way to open it, but the stone door remained unmoved.
Due to the markings, Lu Xue's physical condition deteriorated further inside the cave.
Moreover, each of them was chained up, as if they were being tied up like dogs, preventing them from escaping.
Only Ah Jing remained calm, showing no reaction even when locked up.
Lu Xue felt dizzy and listless, but she still reminded the female player next to her.
"Don't fall asleep! Don't fall asleep! Hang in there!"
The female players around him had long since given up and collapsed onto the concrete ground.
Only Lu Xue and A Jing remained conscious.
Lu Xue barely opened her eyes, determined not to faint.
What catches the eye is a vast expanse of red, so vibrant it's almost blinding.
It was Ah Jing wearing a red wedding dress.
She moved slightly and realized that her hands and feet had been bound by the clan chief. The rough hemp ropes were wrapped around and around, making Lu Xue's wrists ache.
I didn't expect that not only would they chain her up, but they would also tie her hands with hemp rope.
Lu Xue rubbed her hands together vigorously, and Ah Jing beside her helplessly reminded her.
"Don't waste your energy, you can't break free, and neither can we escape."
"How do you know it's impossible if you don't try?"
Lu Xue silently exchanged a small knife from the system shop and successfully cut the rope. Then, Lu Xue took out a small hair clip and unlocked the handcuffs.
Ah Jing was instantly slapped in the face. She looked at Lu Xue in surprise. Lu Xue swung the handcuffs in her right hand and gave her what she thought was a very cool smile.
He raised his chin, his tone full of pride, "See, it's solved now, no big deal."
"This little trick was taught to me by Brother Jiang, so I'll help you figure it out too."
"Let's escape this hellhole together."
With a "click," the handcuffs fell to the ground. Ah Jing rubbed his wrists, his expression unreadable.
Lu Xue propped herself up and carefully surveyed her surroundings. As long as she had a sliver of strength left, she would find a way out.
Lu Xue walked to a corner and accidentally kicked something. Looking down, she saw that it was a torch.
With the torches lit, the cave finally became a little brighter.
However, Lu Xue saw that the wall was covered with dense, bloody handprints, which was quite horrifying.
Lu Xue was startled, but she forced herself to remain calm and continued to observe.
These bloody handprints appear to have been left in extreme pain and struggle, each one filled with despair and helplessness.
The bloody handprints were arranged in an almost frenzied pattern, some closely overlapping, others isolated and scattered.
Even the bloody handprints were exceptionally clear; from the palm to the fingertips, every line of the palm was crystal clear.
Upon closer inspection of the bloody handprints, Lu Xue noticed that some of them had obvious sliding marks.
Some handprints show fingers deeply embedded in the wall, as if making a final stand.
The bloody handprint was a dark red color after it had dried, with slightly brown edges, indicating that it had been there for some time.
The handprints varied in size. Lu Xue stretched out her palm to compare them. Some handprints overlapped with her own, while others were smaller.
These are all traces of women struggling in despair, some of whom are even younger than her.
The color of the bloody handprint had faded, but Lu Xue could still feel the bloody atmosphere and the severity of the tragedy.
The walls were covered with bloody handprints, without any discernible pattern, suggesting that a horrific massacre may have once taken place here.
Under the light, the shadows cast by the wall and handprints overlap and intertwine, creating a gloomy and oppressive atmosphere.
In the empty space, these silent bloody handprints allowed Lu Xue to clearly feel an emotion mixed with fear, despair, and unease.
What exactly happened in the Miao village?
What inhumane tortures did these Fallen Flower Cave Maidens suffer?
Exhausted, Lu Xue staggered and fell to the ground. It started again. Double images kept appearing before Lu Xue's eyes, and her head was spinning.
In the dim light, countless arms suddenly stretched out from all directions, each arm bearing the marks of despair and pain.
These arms were pale, some wrapped in tattered cloth, and others covered in scars and bruises.
The fingernails on each arm were broken and some were even torn and bleeding.
They swayed and struggled in the air, their fingertips trembling slightly, as if silently pleading for help from Luxue, hoping she could save them from their dire straits.
These arms are in various poses; some are straight, some are bent, and some are even twisted into strange angles.
Their fingers were clenched tightly together, as if they were grasping at a last straw.
Between the arms, some blurry faces could be vaguely seen, faces also etched with despair and fear.
Their eyes were empty and lifeless, their mouths were open as if they were calling out in a low voice, but no sound came out.
Lou Xue was thus caught in the center of this chaos and fear, and an unprecedented sense of oppression overwhelmed her.
She looked at the arms and felt a deep sense of sympathy and helplessness.
She didn't know how to help them.
She could only sit there dumbfounded, watching helplessly as those arms reached out to her.
In this suffocating environment, Lou Xue found an incredibly familiar face among the many faces.
That's... Ah Jing?
[Warning, warning! Player Lu Xue's sanity is about to drop below the critical threshold!!!]
She didn't want to die, Lu Xue thought devastatedly.
Oh right, she promised Ah Chu she would get out alive. She was unwilling to die like this.
Lu Xue's unfocused gaze gradually refocused, and her pale, almost transparent complexion slowly returned to normal.
Seriously, these ghosts are such cowards. Why don't they go after the people who killed them?
Lu Xue gritted her teeth and stood up, her lips, her gaze, and even her whole body trembling.
Perhaps, things will get better once I'm with Ah Jing.
However, those arms still stubbornly gripped Lu Xue's legs and waist.
My legs felt as heavy as lead, and every step was extremely difficult.
Lu Xue dragged her weary steps toward A Jing, unsure if she could succeed; she was taking a gamble.
Gambling is not a good thing, because no one can guarantee that it will succeed.
But if she is trapped in a desperate situation with no way out, Lu Xue will have no choice but to risk her life.
Ah Jing's figure was right in front of him, yet he still couldn't reach her.
Lu Xue stretched her arm forward with all her might, and thankfully she managed to touch a corner of A Jing's clothes.
Success or failure depends on this.
Lu Xue lunged forward with all her might and fell into the embrace filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms.
As the waves of arms receded, Lu Xue smiled with relief.
"Haha, I did it! Those arms are gone."
A flicker of emotion crossed Ah Jing's eyes as he reached out and gently ruffled Lu Xue's hair.
"While there's still time, let me tell you a story."
Lu Xue felt her consciousness fading, and she could only hear someone talking, and the voice was getting softer and softer.
After the sound completely disappeared, Lu Xue felt as if she had fallen into an abyss.
Everything was blurry, as if my eyes were covered by a thin veil, and I couldn't see anything clearly.