The Extraordinary Urban God of Medicine

Chapter 253: Chapter 253: Trespassers Will Be Killed! (Seventh Update)

Translator: 549690339

The stone stairs were incredibly steep and extended straight down. Under the glow of the flame emanating from Huang Xiaolong, many visible black resentful spirits and evil qi could be seen constantly swirling and spreading.

However, these resentful spirits and evil qi would dissipate instantly upon contact with the flame.

Additionally, on both sides of the stone wall, numerous paintings were hung.

The contents of these paintings were extremely bizarre, gruesome, and brutal.

Some depicted beheading, disembowelment, flaying, quartering, castration, hanging…

If an ordinary person saw these paintings, they would undoubtedly be scared out of their wits, possibly scared to death!

Because the expressions of the people being punished in these paintings were incredibly horrific, ferocious, and desperate…everything was so realistic. Looking at these paintings felt as if one was witnessing these punishments firsthand.

“Interesting, very interesting indeed…it’s exactly as I had hoped,” Huang Xiaolong enjoyed looking at these paintings with a delighted smile, even starting to explain them to Song Yuru. “Wife, look at this painting; it depicts a roasting punishment. You should be familiar with this, right? The roasting punishment was a form of torture during the Shang Dynasty. It involved smearing grease and oil on a copper pillar, igniting charcoal beneath it, and making criminals walk on the pillar. The pillar was slippery and hot, causing the criminals to fall into the charcoal fire and be burned to death. It is said that King Zhou of Shang used this form of punishment to amuse Daji.”

“Wife. The content of this painting is ‘natural drying,’ another form of punishment during King Zhou’s reign, where a person would be killed and then dried into jerky…”

“Ugh” Song Yuru dry heaved once and complained with a dull look, “Little Long! Stop it! I…I’m already scared out of my skin, why are you saying all of this…you’re so mean! Are you trying to scare me to death on purpose?”

“Oh…if you don’t like hearing about this, then I won’t say any more,” Huang Xiaolong said helplessly.

“Of course, I wouldn’t like to hear about such perverted things!” Song Yuru protested.

Finally…

The two reached the end of the stone steps.

Before them was an old wooden door with faded paint.

The wooden door was tightly shut, and a faint sinister aura seeped out from within, sending a shudder down their spines.

Astonishingly, human skeletons were scattered around the door.

Some were completely decayed into dry bones.

Others were still in the process of decaying.

The freshest corpse looked like it had only been dead for a few days, and it was still recognizable. It was a young man, about the same age as Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru, wearing a red Adidas tracksuit. His face was dry, turning a purplish cyan hue, and covered in a look of utter terror…Clearly, this young man had been terrified beyond words before his death.

“Gross…so scary…” After quickly glancing at the skeletons, Song Yuru hurried to cover her eyes. However, she couldn’t help but take another careful look at the fresh corpse and screamed, “It’s…It’s Mu Dong! This…this unrotten corpse…It’s…it’s Mu Dong!”

“Huh? Wife, you know this dead guy?” Huang Xiaolong asked in surprise.

“I…I do know him…Mu Dong was in the Sports Department at our school, and was in the same class as Sun Wei. He was an enthusiast of supernatural events, frequently live streaming supernatural explorations like haunted houses, spirit channeling, pen immortals, etc. He was quite a popular streamer…But he vanished suddenly a week ago,” Song Yuru recounted with a trembling heart. “On…the night he disappeared, someone saw a series of photos on his social media; he had taken selfies on the subway…It…It turns out…he actually took the same trip as us to reach Hujia Village…Alas Mu Dong died so young, and in such a horrible, unexpected way…”

“Oh…he must not have taken the ghost-ridden subway ride. He likely walked through the tunnel or station platform to get here,” Huang Xiaolong surmised.

“Oh, so he was Sister Bai Hu’s classmate.” Huang Xiaolong nodded and added somewhat helplessly, “Wife, the Mu Dong you mentioned was pretty daring, exploring supernatural events everywhere even though he didn’t really have anything special about him. Even if he didn’t die this time, he would have met his fate sooner or later…Alright, let’s not worry about this.”

At that moment, Huang Xiaolong noticed characters written on the wooden door.

The characters were in a deep and startling red, as if written with blood.

“Oh, there are characters here, wife, read them to me. What’s written on the door?” Huang Xiaolong chuckled.

“Are you illiterate?” Song Yuru grumbled. Nevertheless, she obediently read the words on the door one by one, very clearly. “Ancestral resting place of the Hu Family. No one not of the Hu Family is allowed inside! Trespassers will die! Invaders will have their souls perish and will never be reincarnated! Be warned! Be warned!”

Her voice trembled as she continued reading, “Little Long…This is…This is a curse…the Hu Family…wrote this curse with fresh blood…”

“Hahaha A curse? All I know is that behind this door lies the Hu Family’s ancestral graveyard! I’m not allowed to trespass? Hahaha I’m planning to dig up your family’s graves, and you’re not letting me in? Does this even make sense? Hahahaha”

With a roaring laugh, Huang Xiaolong kicked open the wooden door!

As he forcefully, shattered the ancient faded wooden door with a kick…

At the same time!

The paintings on both sides of the passageway started to move!

To be precise, the people in those paintings, depicting various horrifying punishments, seemed to come alive—they not only moved but also emitted demonically howling and roaring!

They struggled and wriggled as if attempting to escape from the paintings!

In the next moment, the horrifically punished people in the paintings broke free one after the other, crawling out with roars and howls. Each one had blue faces and tusks, with mottled flesh and blood all over their bodies, lunging madly at Huang Xiaolong and Song Yuru like rabid dogs.

In an instant, this entire passageway was filled with an infinite evil aura, the temperature plummeted, and it was extremely chilling.

“Little Long!!!!” Song Yuru screamed in terror.

However, a teasing smile emerged from the corner of Huang Xiaolong’s lips.

“Wife, don’t be afraid. This is just a shoddy trick, nothing more than creating an illusion. Hahaha,” Huang Xiaolong softly comforted a trembling Song Yuru in his arms and then spat out a mouthful of saliva.

Boom!!!!