Upon hearing this, Yu Shuang also crouched down. The two of them began to slowly unlock the chains on Xiang Cheng.
Since Xiang Cheng had been chained here for a long time and some of the chains were tied tightly, almost embedding into his flesh, they could only unlock the ones they could. The others had to be left on his body for now and would be dealt with after they took him back.
During the scuffle just now, Xiang Cheng had suffered quite a few injuries. Coupled with the pulling of the skin and flesh when unlocking the chains, some parts of Xiang Cheng's body began to bleed. Yu Shuang could only support Xiang Cheng to sit on the steps, take out the medicinal powder and apply it to his wounds carefully.
Shen Qingfeng, on the other hand, took the torch and started to observe the surroundings of the stone chamber.
There were actually many doubts about this tomb.
Why was Xiang Cheng locked up here?
What exactly was there in this place?
Why was the tomb - sealing door made like that?
Shen Qingfeng stretched out his hand. His long and fair fingertips glided across each of the wooden - stone square grids one by one, but his eyebrows furrowed deeper and deeper.
This was a tomb. There was a tomb - sealing door and a tomb passage, but there were no coffins...
Could it be that each of these small grids was a coffin embedded in the stone wall?
The thought sent a shiver down Shen Qingfeng's spine. He looked up at the wooden - stone small grids stacked more than a dozen layers high. Instantly, his scalp went numb. And the next moment, a thought flashed through his mind. He suddenly remembered what Xiang Cheng had told him after regaining consciousness in his previous life -
"I was chained by iron chains at that time. My consciousness was very fuzzy. I only remembered that there were many people around me all the time, watching me."
Many people around - watching me all the time?!
Shen Qingfeng felt a chill run down his spine. The coldness welled up in his heart instantly, making him take several steps back suddenly. He raised the torch in his hand, stared at the dense wooden - stone grids on the wall in front of him, and his lips began to tremble slightly.
The scuffle between Xiang Cheng and Yu Shuang just now had distracted Shen Qingfeng. Now that he suddenly recalled these things, he couldn't help but feel extremely terrified.
There might... really be corpses in these grids!
Then what was this? A joint - burial tomb? No, there wouldn't be so many people in a joint - burial tomb, would there?
One layer, two layers, three... seventeen layers, eighteen layers.
Roughly counting, there were about fifty people in one layer. So, for eighteen layers, it would be... nine hundred people?!
Shen Qingfeng's legs went weak, and he almost fell to the ground.
He couldn't imagine that there were about nine hundred corpses stored in such a small stone chamber. This kind of fear and oppression made his toes curl in an instant, as if he had suddenly fallen into the eighteenth level of hell. He was so scared that he couldn't say a word.
This wasn't a tomb at all! It was clearly a mass grave!
Get out of here!!!
This thought popped into his mind instantly. But despite the fear, there were simply too many strange things about this tomb: the dragon and Xing Tian on the tomb - sealing door... and the evil - suppressing techniques everywhere... and Xiang Cheng... and these nine hundred corpses...
Who on earth was it? Who did this? And why?
The clues and speculations were scattered in Shen Qingfeng's mind. Shen Qingfeng forced himself to calm down and analyze carefully.
He couldn't just leave like this because he had a premonition that there must be a huge secret here...
Shen Qingfeng swallowed hard, slowly raised the torch, took a few steps forward, and then began to observe the grids carefully.
The coffins made of wooden - stone structure were the simplest kind in the burial ceremony. So, the people buried here should be of low status.
Then, what about the beast pit outside, the water pool, the copper bells, and Xiang Cheng as the "tomb - guarding beast"... Why were there so many evil - suppressing measures?
According to ancient records, those who died unjustly would turn into grievances, and accumulated grievances would turn into evil.
That meant these people should have died unjustly.
Moreover, the degree of damage to these square grids was almost the same, which meant these people were put in at the same time. People should be buried after death, which indicated that the time intervals between the deaths of these more than nine hundred people were not too long. And this tomb seemed to be more than ten years old - more than ten years ago, more than nine hundred people died at once. This must have been an earth - shattering unjust case!
Shen Qingfeng's mind was running at full speed. He began to search through his memory quickly, but no matter how hard he thought, he couldn't recall such an unjust case.
Could it be an unjust case secretly handled by King Xia Jie? But with more than nine hundred people dying at once, was it possible for the court to keep it completely secret?!
Moreover, what did the dragon and Xing Tian carved on the tomb - sealing door of this tomb mean?
Shen Qingfeng bit his lip. He held the torch and walked slowly along the stone wall full of dense wooden - stone grids. He opened his eyes wide. At this moment, his eagerness to explore the truth seemed to have surpassed his fear of these corpses to some extent. He even boldly thought about whether he should open a coffin to check and maybe get more information.
Right, they seemed to have broken something just now?
Thinking of this, Shen Qingfeng suddenly turned around and walked quickly towards the place where Xiang Cheng had punched just now.
"Sir?" Yu Shuang, who was bandaging Xiang Cheng, called out to Shen Qingfeng when she saw this, but Shen Qingfeng frowned and walked on his own, ignoring her.
He looked at the sunken stone wall, stretched out his hand, and brought the torch closer.
On the stone wall, the wooden part of a wooden - stone grid had been smashed by Xiang Cheng's punch. And because of Xiang Cheng's brute force, it was directly sunken in, leaving a palm - sized crack. Through the crack, a white human skull could be faintly seen.
Shen Qingfeng took a deep breath and shivered all over.
Although he had already guessed this, he still couldn't help taking a sharp breath when he actually saw it.
But just seeing the top of the skull couldn't confirm anything. Shen Qingfeng bit his lip and brought the torch even closer. He saw that there was something hard beside the skull, only showing a corner.
He stared at the small thing for a while, then slowly stretched out his hand, gritted his teeth, and slowly reached in through the palm - sized crack.
What was this feeling like? Shen Qingfeng couldn't describe it. But when his hand touched the cold skull, Shen Qingfeng felt the hairs on his body stand on end, and his stomach churned.
His fingers clamped the thing. Judging from the feel, it seemed to be a cloth - woven badge or something.
Shen Qingfeng was overjoyed. He quickly suppressed his fear and slowly pulled out the rag.
The rag had started to turn black due to the passage of time. It was placed under the human skull. Because of the shedding and growth of the human hair, some fallen hair had fallen on the rag, and after some time, the whole rag felt a bit sticky. Shen Qingfeng endured the nausea in his stomach, brought the rag in front of the torch, and observed it carefully.
Almost all the colors on it had faded. There were only faint lines sewn on the rag with thin threads. But the lines were too faint. And because it was all black and there were some sundries, it was impossible to tell what the pattern was.
Shen Qingfeng looked around, then carried the rag to the stone platform. The stone platform was made of white stone. Although a long time had passed and it had started to turn yellow and black, the color was still light after all. He threw the front side of the rag on the ground, stepped on the rag gently with his foot, and rubbed it slightly. Then he bent down and slowly lifted the small rag under Yu Shuang's puzzled gaze.
On the yellowing stone platform, where the small rag had just covered, a clear "Lu" character suddenly appeared!