dmims Chapter 611 They are all for my life
Chapter 611 They are all for my life
It seemed as if something broke through the black barrier before my eyes, and then, it gradually became brighter and more vivid.
Gu Chaoxi stopped and stood there watching.
The scenery, which was originally only a small part, gradually enlarged and placed her in it.
This is in front of the bell tower of General Kize's mansion.
Unlike the locked bell tower she had seen before, this bell tower was open. Standing in the corridor on the first floor, she could clearly see that the door was open.
She paused for a moment, seeing nothing around her, before she finally took a step forward.
Slowly walk up the stairs to the second floor of the city wall. This road is not so clean, it can even be called scary.
A trail of blood gradually spread to her feet.
It's from the bell tower.
She remembered the story told by the fourth concubine, that there was a woman imprisoned in the bell tower, and the woman was killed by Ji Ze himself.
Gu Chaoxi took a step forward, walked around the long trail of blood, and headed towards the bell tower.
This is the first time I have been inside the bell tower. There is not a direct staircase leading upstairs, but another staircase leading downwards.
The stairs follow the curve of the side of the bell tower and slowly wind upwards.
Looking up, you can see a ray of light shining down from the center, which seems to shine all the way down to the bottom.
She pursed her lips, a strong smell of blood lingering at the tip of her nose.
But it was too quiet here. There was no other sound in the air except her own footsteps.
Walking up the stairs slowly, I felt a cold feeling on the handrail on one side, as if it was going to penetrate my entire palm.
She just touched it lightly, pulled her hand back instantly, and looked at the palm of her hand. There was nothing on it.
Maybe it's just my own illusion, or maybe it's not an illusion.
I walked up the stairs and reached the first level where I could stand and walk. It was very clean, with only two chairs next to a low bed and a very small couch.
The couch was covered with a thick woolen blanket with dark patterns and a thick layer of dust, which obscured the originally bright colors and made them less vivid.
Gu Chaoxi walked to the side and squatted. There was also a layer of dust on the window, so he couldn't see the scenery outside clearly.
It seemed like no one had cleaned or done any activity here for a long time.
Standing up, she continued walking up the stairs next to her.
The higher you go, the stronger the bloody smell becomes.
There seemed to be blood on the right handrail, which finally gathered into a drop after a long period of accumulation and then fell downwards.
I don't know how many seconds passed, but I heard a very clear "tick-tick" sound, which was the sound of blood dripping onto the ground.
The sound was not heard by her super hearing, but it actually echoed inside the bell tower. It was ethereal and melodious, as if warning of something.
To be honest, it's a bit scary.
Bloody handprints began to appear on the left wall, one after another, moving towards the position below.
It looked like someone had been holding onto the wall with bloody hands trying to leave this damn place.
But it is most likely a failure. After all, the bloody handprint does not extend all the way to the door leaving the clock tower.
When we reached the top, it seemed much more spacious. There was a bed big enough for one person, with messy bedding mixed with blood.
The story seems to be very obvious, but where is the most important protagonist?
Gu Chaoxi looked up and saw a white cloth strip hanging on the wide beam above the roof, and below that, a woman was hanging.
Her eyes bulged outward, and blood-red tears slid down her cheeks, having long since dried.
The lines of blood and tears were tightly stuck to her face, and the corners of her mouth were pulled up into a very strange arc, as if she was smiling, but the muscles inside were tense and even downward.
The woman was wearing a red wedding dress, which was so exquisite and incredibly clean, as if she had just put it on.
Following the line of sight downwards, about an arm's length away from Gu Chaoxi's head, were the woman's feet.
White socks were on the woman's feet, and she was not wearing shoes.
But there was still blood on her hanging hands, why were her socks so clean?
"Someone bought you a new set of clothes after you died." She sighed, took two steps back, looked down at the bed, and slowly sat down.
The woman hanging in the air slowly twisted her neck.
The pair of eyes that were originally looking straight ahead also looked down and finally stopped on Gu Chaoxi who was sitting there.
"How do you know?" He spoke each word with great emphasis, his voice particularly ethereal.
She was not surprised, but laughed: "Wow, the voice is quite nice."
The woman seemed to be surprised to be praised by her. A look of confusion appeared on her face. Then she raised her hand and tore the white cloth apart with just a light touch.
"Bang!" With the force of gravity, it fell straight down and piled up in front of Gu Chaoxi like a puddle of mud.
She frowned slightly. To be honest, it was difficult for a normal person to appear in front of her in such a posture.
The legs were completely folded backwards from the hips, folded forwards at the knees, and the calves were spread apart on both sides of the body.
His head was folded backwards, and his hands were folded behind his back as if they were separated and pressed towards the top of his head.
It looks like this person could be rolled into a meatball with a little effort.
"You're a girl, this is very indecent." She finally couldn't stand it anymore and kindly reminded him.
The woman's head turned back to its normal direction with a "crunch", and she supported herself on the ground with both hands. Then, little by little, she recovered and stood up from the ground.
As if it was a fresh wound, the blood on the hand began to flow again, rubbing onto the red wedding dress and disappearing into it so that it could not be seen.
Gu Chaoxi sat and just looked at her.
"Anyone who comes to the bell tower is here to save my life."
"Even if you praise me, it won't stop me from taking your life."
The woman stood in front of her, and when she raised her hands, her nails were red as she stretched them forward.
I saw the hands getting closer and closer, finally approaching my neck, but suddenly stopped.
The woman seemed to be in great pain, her hands were trembling, and she couldn't move forward any further.
Gu Zhaoxi raised his hand to support his chin and blinked: "Why don't you continue?"
"You, what did you do?"
The woman was very surprised. She stretched her hands forward with even more force. Even though the veins on the back of her hands bulged, she could not touch Gu Chaoxi at all.
She was not surprised at all. She moved back a little, leaned against the wall, and yawned out of boredom.
“Although I don’t know who the two people who died were, I don’t think I would be as reckless as them.”
If you walk around in a bell tower where someone has died, you are likely to violate some death conditions.
So, when he just entered the bell tower and noticed the strong smell of blood, Gu Chaoxi wiped a little blood and rubbed it on his neck.
The fourth concubine said that the dead man had blood oozing from his head.