Chapter 858: Guilty person

Chu Yan looked in the direction pointed by Lin Miaoran.
Soon he saw a black line extending from the height of the stone pillar, forming an arc, and then falling all the way to the stone platform.
And there are more than one of these black lines.
Several of each stone pillar fell down.
These stone pillars do not stand side by side on the stone platform, but are separated from each other in an arc.
So after these black lines fell from the height of the stone pillar, they all converged towards the same position of the stone platform.
"Those are ... chains." Chu Yan stared for a moment, and said softly.
Each chain should be close to the thickness of Chengren's two fingers.
It was only because the stone pillars were too thick that the chains looked thin like lines.
"There is something under the stone pillar." Chu Yan turned his head and looked at Lin Miaoran.
Lin Miaoran obviously had the same idea as Chu Yan.
But at this moment, I don't know what the reason is. Where the chains are converging, it seems that there is a veil covering it, so that people cannot see the truth.
"Would you like ..." Lin Miaoran groaned and asked.
She wanted Chu Yan's opinion.
Now that you've come here, you won't be reconciled if you don't take a look.
"Look at it." Chu Yan nodded, taking the first step, and said to Lin Miaoran behind him, "You are behind me."
In doing so, apparently in case of danger, he could gain time for Lin Miaoran.
Lin Miaoran's heart warmed, and a hum, followed closely behind Chu Yan.
The moment they stepped on the stone platform, the two immediately felt an invisible pressure, and they suddenly fell on their hearts.
The source of pressure is the four stone pillars.
Although these four stone pillars just stood there, it felt at this moment that they seemed to be four dark giants standing on top of each other quietly, looking down.
If it were an ordinary person, I'm afraid that my legs would be weak at this time, and I could not move forward.
The quieter the surrounding, the pressure, like the continuous seawater, piles up and becomes heavier.
When Chu Yan approached the convergence of the chain at Shitai, he found that a thin layer of cold sweat had formed on his back.
When looking at Lin Miaoran again, Lin Miaoran's palm was already full of sweat.
And Lin Miaoran's face was obviously a little pale.
Seeing Chu Yan looking at herself at this moment, she smiled extremely reluctantly: "It's all right."
A few more steps, Chu Yan and Lin Miaoran finally understood why they could not see where the chains converged before, what was the specific situation.
This area is shrouded in shadow, and a stone monument stands there.
Chu Yan, they were standing at the end of the stone road before, looking at this side, their eyes were blocked by shadows and steles, and naturally they could not see the situation behind.
"Stones have words!"
Closer, Lin Miaoran whispered.
Chu Yan looked up and saw that there was almost a one-man tall stone with a large "sin" in it.
The word seems to be drawn out with sword letter.
But that sharp edge almost came out of the stone.
At this moment, I just glanced at it, Chu Yan and Lin Miaoran couldn't help but feel a machete forced throat, breathing difficult.
Chu Yan had only felt this from Tang Liang's extremely angry sword before.
However, Tang Liang's extremely angry sword meaning, this stone tablet's handwriting reveals, as if deeper and stronger, iron painting silver hooks, such as Canglong lie down.
Facing great psychological pressure, Chu Yan approached the stele and looked carefully.
After a moment, he retreated.
"How to say?" Lin Miaoran asked.
"The stone monument should be standing here for some years, but the specific year cannot be said." Chu Yan groaned for a moment and said, "Maybe hundreds of years, maybe thousands of years."
Lin Miaoran heard the words and groaned for a moment, and said, "Will it have something to do with what the corpse said before."
Chu Yan groaned silently.
He remembered when the corpse came towards himself, he kept saying something inexplicable.
Listening to the meaning of that word, it seems to be trapped here, rather than being actively buried here.
And here is a stele with the word "sin", which can not help but make people think.
"Don't think about it." After a moment, Chu Yan looked up.
"Ok?"
"Look what's behind the stele." When Chu Yan was speaking, he had already stepped around the stele and walked behind it.
At the same time his mouth was explaining.
"You notice that the chains are not there. The last place where they converge is not this stone stele, but the back of this stone stele, that is to say, there are other things behind this stone stele ..."
The words of Chu Yan stopped abruptly.
Lin Miaoran followed behind Chu Yan and noticed a change. She hurriedly took a step and looked out.
With one glance, she froze.
"This ... what is this ..."
After a while, when returning to God, Lin Miaoran took a breath.
Chu Yan looked at what he saw, his eyes flashed: "Today is a long time."
After the stele, in front of the two, where the chains met, another skeleton was locked.
It's just that this skeleton is so miserable that it sits high on the bone throne.
The dangling chain chain pierced its body, clasped its lutea, scapula, knees, etc., then placed it in a half-kneeling position, and finally twisted it into a strand to secure it here.
This look is very easy to doubt. When the bone was still alive, it was nailed here and he died of blood.
Then I spent years not knowing how many years, its flesh and viscera, weathered to gray, and finally turned into this pair of skeletons.
And even if it became a skeleton, it could not escape the trapped fate.
Such torture makes it difficult to imagine what kind of people will suffer.
At this time, Chu Yan suddenly thought of the word "sin" in the stele.
But at this time, Lin Miaoran rushed to his side, clutching Chu Yan's arm tightly with both hands.
The power of this made Chu Yan wonder.
What made Chu Yan even more surprised was that Lin Miaoran's body was shaking now.
"Chu Yan ... it ..." Lin Miaoran took a breath and said with a trembling voice: "It is still alive ..."
Chu Yan had his eyes fixed.
This skeleton is shrunk here, and it has been less than 1,000 years, and he has never heard of a skeleton that is still alive.
Although the skeleton was movable before, it still relied on those weird wax objects.
That's not to come alive, it's just the will of the dead soul, just manipulating it.
Chu Yan held Lin Miaoran's hand at this moment, looking at the skeleton trapped by the chain.
After a moment, he took a breath.
Lin Miaoran did not lie.
This skeleton is really alive.
It is not the will of the soul that is moving it.
It was the ribs of the skeleton's chest that, like people breathing, regularly fell together.