Chapter 651 Successful Infiltration
Thinking of this, the three of them walked into the passage without hesitation. After entering, they immediately felt a more gloomy atmosphere. The walls of the passage were engraved with strange symbols and patterns. Those symbols and patterns were distorted and deformed, as if they were words from another world, and they looked particularly strange in the dim light. The ground under their feet was rugged and uneven, covered with large and small stones and protrusions. Every step they took could hear the dull footsteps echoing in the passage, as if countless pairs of eyes were watching them in the dark.
However, not long after they walked, they saw another wall in front of them that was glowing purple. Seeing this, Kong instantly realized that this was another similar mechanism. He walked forward without hesitation again and chopped off the armor next to the wall. As the armor shattered and the light dissipated, he pushed the wall hard again. Sure enough, the wall slowly opened again, and behind it, a magatama exactly the same as before sat quietly at the entrance.
Kong took the magatama in his hand again and continued to walk forward. After walking for a while, he came to a bend. Kong did not hesitate at all, and walked in without thinking about it. Lin Feng and Paimeng naturally followed Kong closely and walked up.
After walking for a distance, the same scene appeared again. After Kong's operation, he successfully opened the door. Afterwards, the few people did not stop, but returned directly and came to the front of the door again.
Looking at the door, Kong took a deep breath, walked forward, and placed the three magatama in the grooves. The next moment, the three magatama emitted dazzling purple light at the same time, and the light intertwined to form a mysterious and gorgeous light curtain. The light curtain seemed to contain endless energy, and the light flowed, as if telling an ancient spell. After a burst of light, there was a "click" sound, and the door slowly opened with a heavy roar, as if a long-sleeping beast had awakened. As the door opened, the scene inside gradually appeared before their eyes.
Behind the gate was a densely packed prison cell. The iron bars of the prison cell were rusty and mottled, as if silently telling of the countless prisoners who had been imprisoned here. The rust on the iron bars was like a trace of time, recording the various sufferings that had occurred here. Seeing this, the three people walked in slowly and carefully, their footsteps were as light as feathers landing on the ground, not daring to make too much noise. Because in this silent space, they heard a faint sound, which seemed to be a groan coming from the depths of hell, making people shudder. They knew that no matter what the reason was, they had to be extremely cautious at this moment. Once discovered, the consequences would be disastrous.
After walking for a distance, Paimon suddenly stopped, pointed in a direction, and said in a voice so soft that it was almost inaudible: "Shh... hide quickly, look over there..." Her eyes were full of fear and tension.
After hearing this, Kong and Lin Feng reacted immediately and hurriedly pulled Paimeng to hide in a shadow. They moved quickly and agilely, fearing that any sound would expose their whereabouts. In the direction Paimeng saw, there were three people. One was wearing prisoner's clothes, tied tightly to a wooden frame, his body twisted, and he looked very painful.
His body was covered with fresh wounds, and blood was still oozing from the wounds. The blood had dried, and in the dim light it showed a strange dark red. His hair was disheveled, and his face was covered with dirt and fatigue, looking very miserable. The other two were dressed as warriors, holding long swords with cold flashes on the blades, pacing back and forth around the prisoners. From time to time, they slapped the prisoner's body with the back of the sword, and each slap was accompanied by the prisoner's painful groan, while they laughed cruelly, and the laughter echoed in the silent cell, making people shudder.
Paimon watched this scene, and a strong feeling of pity and anger surged in her heart. She turned her head and said to Kong and Lin Feng in a trembling voice: "That should be Master Zhengsheng, right?" Her eyes were full of worry and uncertainty.
After listening to Paimon's words, Kong and Lin Feng thought about it and felt that the possibility was very high. After all, in this special period of time, it seemed that there was no one else who could receive such special treatment except Masakatsu. Those who handed in the Eye of God, these shogunate warriors were too lazy to pay attention to them.
Kong frowned slightly, staring at the prisoner's face. Although his face was covered with dirt and his hair was messy, Kong still saw a sense of familiarity in his eyes. Lin Feng tightly grasped the weapon in his hand, his eyes became sharp and cold, ready to deal with any possible emergencies at any time. Paimon covered his mouth nervously, not daring to breathe, for fear that if he accidentally made a sound, it would expose their whereabouts and bring disaster to everyone.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the cell was extremely oppressive, as if the air had frozen. The samurai's ridicule and the prisoners' painful groans intertwined to form a suffocating atmosphere, making people feel extremely angry and distressed.
However, just as they were preparing to act, they suddenly heard footsteps in the distance. The footsteps came closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer, and it sounded like there were quite a few people. The three people's heartbeats instantly accelerated, as if their hearts were about to jump out of their throats. They stuck tightly to the shadows, not daring to breathe, not daring to move their bodies at all, for fear of being discovered by the enemy.
As the footsteps approached, a group of warriors appeared in their sight. The leading warrior was tall and had a stern face, and his eyes revealed a kind of majesty and vigilance.
One of the warriors, wearing heavy armor, had a hideous smile on his face, that smile was like a demon crawling out of hell, twisted and evil. His eyes flashed with malicious light, like two burning will-o'-the-wisp fires, staring straight at Masakatsu who was tied to the wooden frame, and said, "...Do you think your little tricks can fool us?" His voice echoed in the silent cell, with a hint of sarcasm and disdain, that voice was like a sharp knife, stabbing Masakatsu's heart fiercely. In his eyes, Masakatsu's resistance was nothing more than an ant trying to shake a tree, so insignificant and ridiculous.
Hearing the person next to him say this, another warrior also sneered. The laughter was like the cry of an owl in the middle of the night, shrill and creepy. He glanced at Zhengsheng with contempt in his eyes, as if Zhengsheng was a humble reptile. His tone was full of contempt, and he said word by word: "Haha, don't think that we are just going to lock you up!" As he spoke, he gently tapped the ground with the sharp long knife in his hand, making a crisp but chilling sound. In this oppressive environment, this sound was particularly harsh, as if it was the knock of the god of death.