"What's wrong?" Seeing Hua Chi frozen in place, Wu Mo asked and walked towards him.
As we got closer, we also saw this scene.
However, compared to Hua Chi's horror, Wu Mo only narrowed his eyes slightly.
"What is this?" Hua Chi's voice was hoarse.
He is a genius in cultivation. He has been involved in various killings and battles since he was a child, and he has also seen bloody and brutal scenes.
But to be honest, he is still a handsome young man at heart. Compared with those practitioners who have lived for thousands of years and have experienced a lot, he is actually much immature.
What's more, he comes from a noble family and has always been high-spirited and glamorous. How could he have ever experienced such a dark and strange scene?
So when he encountered this kind of atmosphere for the first time, his hands and feet felt cold and terrifying.
At this moment, there was sudden movement behind him. Hua Chi was choked for breath and immediately turned his head to look behind him.
I saw a man and a woman walking from outside, and they were Huangfu Chen and Shen Lingqi.
Hua Chi's tense nerves suddenly relaxed, "You guys really scared me to death."
"Coward." Shen Lingqi muttered.
"Don't look." Seeing Shen Lingqi approaching, Hua Chi suddenly said.
"Don't look at what?" Shen Lingqi glanced at Hua Chi in confusion, turned around and looked inside. When he saw it clearly, he froze and his eyes widened involuntarily, "What's going on..."
"I told you not to let you read it." Hua Chi saw that Shen Lingqi's reaction was exactly the same as his, and he couldn't help but feel a strange pleasure in his heart, and even felt a little complacent, "I told you not to listen to me."
"Humph." Shen Lingqi came back to his senses, glared at Hua Chi fiercely, and turned away from looking at him.
Huangfuchen ignored the quarrel between the two, looked at the scene inside, and couldn't help frowning: "Are these the people who have disappeared during this period?"
"Not entirely." Wu Mo said, his tone unusually heavy, "There should be two parts, scattered in other places."
"How do you know?" Shen Lingqi asked.
Wu Mo glanced at the men and women kneeling on the ground and said, "Didn't you notice that everyone here is an adult?"
"What's wrong with adults?" Hua Chi was puzzled.
"There are also children and old people among the missing people, so there must be others being imprisoned elsewhere." Huangfuchen explained, then turned to look at Wu Mo, "But how did Miss Yun know that it was divided into three parts?"
Wu Mo glanced at Huangfuchen and did not answer, but slowly said: "The world is divided into three major living beings, humans, gods, and ghosts."
"Among them, only ghosts are virtual objects, without bodies or shadows, without bodies, and do not bleed."
Wu Mo's eyes darkened slightly as he looked at the chains that penetrated the hands of men and women and were connected to the pillars.
"For thousands of years, there has been a rumor in the ghost world that if you can pour human blood into your body, you can create a body with blood and be no different from ordinary people, and then be reborn."
"And this blood must be composed of three categories, namely morning, middle and evening, which respectively represent a person's youth, middle age and old age."
"Among them, young children are called dynasty, adults are called middle, and old people are called twilight."
"In the early morning, take the morning, in the afternoon, take the middle, and in the evening, take the twilight."
"One hundred dynasties, one hundred middles, one hundred twilights. If all their blood is collected within one month, the ghosts will be reborn and truly become human beings."
"This method is commonly known as offering sacrifices to ghosts."