The soul-transmigrating princess was neglected, and the twins beat up their father

Chapter 211 I really owe you in my previous life

Ye Xiaotuan's eyes suddenly shone brightly. He pointed at the man and then lowered his voice to Yun Muheng beside him and said softly, "Hurry! Follow him!

In my opinion, he is either going to Purgatory or to the government office to do some business. In any case, we can always find some important clues by following him."

Yun Muheng nodded in understanding, then picked up Ye Xiaotuan, and with the quickness of a ghost, he jumped onto the roof of the house next door in the blink of an eye.

The two men crouched low and crept slowly forward on the roof, always carefully following the yamen runner from a distance.

However, at this moment, the situation suddenly changed!

Suddenly, a huge iron gate appeared in front of the yamen runner, and behind the iron gate was a vast and empty space.

The problem facing Yun Muheng at this moment was that there were no houses in front of him to hide in, and the roads on both sides were empty. He could not find anything to cover his figure for hiding.

Helplessly, he could only watch helplessly as the yamen runner swaggered into the iron gate.

Seeing this, Ye Xiaotuan couldn't help but frown and fell into deep thought.

After a while, he asked, "Do you think this is the purgatory that Chen Yu mentioned before?"

Yun Muheng looked dignified, nodded solemnly, and said in a deep voice: "It's very likely! No, I absolutely cannot sit idly by. No matter what, I have to find a way to sneak in and see what's going on.

Just stay on this rooftop and wait for me to come back. Don't make any rash moves. I'll be back soon."

"No! I must go with you. Don't worry, I won't be a burden to you. I might even be able to lend you a hand at a critical moment!"

Yun Muheng looked at Ye Xiaotuan's unwavering expression and couldn't help but sigh helplessly, muttering to himself, "Alas, I really owe you in my past life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Muheng hugged Ye Xiaotuan around the waist and held him in his arms, then looked around vigilantly.

Perhaps because it was still early, the streets were empty and quiet, with not a single person in sight.

Right now is undoubtedly a great opportunity to sneak in and investigate. If we miss it, when it gets bright and there are more people around, it will not be so easy to get in unnoticed.

Thinking of this, Yun Muheng hugged Ye Xiaotuan tightly, and without any hesitation, jumped off the roof.

Then, he displayed his Qinggong skills again and passed through the towering iron gate as quickly as lightning.

Although he had heard Chen Yu describe the scene inside the purgatory in detail before, when Yun Muheng actually saw it with his own eyes, the shock he felt was still enormous.

Under the faint and dim light of the torches, the entire purgatory looked even more eerie and terrifying.

Just think about those ordinary people who have no ability to resist and are forced to face such a terrible place like hell on earth every day. What kind of pain and torture will they endure deep in their hearts?

How helpless, desperate, and terrified would he feel? These questions kept circling in Yun Muheng's mind, making him feel increasingly depressed.

He hugged Ye Xiaotuan tightly, his hands involuntarily contracting as if he wanted to rub him into his body.

At this moment, he felt as if he had fallen into a bottomless, bitingly cold ice cellar ten thousand meters deep. Waves of chill emanated continuously from deep within his bones, causing his body to tremble slightly.

His originally clear and bright eyes had now turned scarlet, with raging anger raging in them, as if to burn everything he saw to ashes.

Although this was the first time in Ye Xiaotuan's life that he witnessed such a cruel and bloody scene, the emotion surging in his heart was not fear, but endless anger.

She stared wide-eyed at what was happening in front of her, her chest heaving violently with anger.

At this moment, Ye Xiaotuan saw that Yun Muheng beside him seemed to have lost control. He quickly stretched out a hand and gently patted his cheek.

"We have to find a safe place to hide right now. If we delay any longer, it will be bad if someone else comes later."

Hearing Ye Xiaotuan's words, Yun Muheng suddenly came back to his senses. He took a deep breath and tried his best to suppress the surging anger in his heart.

Finally, he regained some of his sanity, then hugged Ye Xiaotuan tightly, and the two of them ran quickly along the corner of the wall like ghosts towards the row of dilapidated-looking houses inside.

Just as they leaped onto the roof, a heart-wrenching scream suddenly came from below: "Dad! What happened to you? Dad! Don't scare me..."

This scream was like a thunderclap, striking Yun Muheng's heart directly, making his heart tighten in an instant.

He didn't have time to think about it. He hurriedly reached out to lift the tiles under his feet and looked inside the house anxiously.

At this moment, everyone's attention was drawn to a corner.

There lay a hunched old man, his hands tightly clutching his neck, as if trying to force the air into his throat.

His face turned red as blood due to extreme lack of oxygen, his eyes were wide open, his eyeballs almost popping out of his eye sockets, and his entire face was distorted into a creepy look. He was obviously on the verge of suffocation.

Not far from this old man, a middle-aged man was kneeling.

His face was filled with terror, his eyes fixed on the dying old man, and he kept crying out something.

Just at this moment, the door was suddenly pushed open with a loud "bang".

Immediately afterwards, the yamen runner they had been following strode in.

He was holding a huge wooden basin in his hand, which was filled with a bowl of watery food. The yamen runner had an obvious expression of impatience on his face.

He shouted loudly: "Hurry up, don't dawdle, come and eat!"

Hearing this, the middle-aged man seemed to have grabbed a life-saving straw. He hurriedly used his hands and feet, rolling and crawling towards the direction of the yamen runner.

When he got closer, he knelt on his knees, hugged the yamen runner's thighs, and begged with tears in his eyes: "Sir, please be kind and have mercy on my father!

"My dad... he's dying, he's almost out of breath! Woo woo woo..." As he spoke, the middle-aged man burst into tears.