I hunched over and kept vomiting. Then I screamed at the top of my lungs with my eyes closed for a long time. It took a while before I could finally manage to hold my chest with great effort and stop panting.
A thick smell of blood pervaded this spooky place. Suddenly, there were thunders and lightnings at the same time. The lightning flashed and the thunder roared, and Frightening Skeleton constantly came into view. The sky suddenly started pouring rain. The moon was hidden by the black clouds, and the pit was immediately plunged into darkness. Big raindrops kept hitting me.
In a panic, I screamed again and groped in the dark. With the faint and dim moonlight, I stumbled and walked with difficulty in the pit. Unable to see the road ahead clearly, I sometimes stepped on a broken arm, sometimes on a rib of the chest, and sometimes on a head, almost tripping over.
Tears streamed down my face and mixed with the rain. Damn Han Meilin and her kind. Why did they bring me to this horrible place and create such a "surprise" for me?
I was crying bitterly, crawling and rolling in the pit, getting all muddy. Finally, I felt a slope-like place. I stepped on a protruding stone, held my breath, and climbed up with great effort in the heavy rain. The stone was full of mud and very slippery. My fingers dug deep into the mud to stop my body from sliding down.
Gritting my teeth, in the wind and rain, in the pitch-dark environment, I climbed and climbed until I finally reached the top of the pit. I supported my weak body and walked with difficulty in the wind and rain.
I don't know how long I walked. I faintly saw a firelight in front of me. Overjoyed, I immediately quickened my pace and staggered towards that direction.
The rain was getting heavier. I was drenched like a drowned rat. Well, at least it washed away the blood of the elves that had been on me before.
I raised my face in the rain and vaguely saw a huge black castle on the mountain in the distance. Silver and red lightnings alternately flashed on the top of the black castle, giving a particularly mysterious and spooky feeling.
I remembered the evil castles I had seen in fantasy or fairy tale movies.
I looked ahead again and saw that the firelight seemed to be getting closer and closer to me, so I quickened my pace. When I got closer, I saw that the firelight came from the burning torches hanging on a huge city gate.
The city gate was extremely spooky and cold, with an iron-gray color that emitted a frightening glow in the firelight.
This looked like the entrance to an ancient city. There were many elves standing at the city gate. Although it was raining heavily, it didn't seem to shake their determination to enter the city.
I looked up at the city wall. The city wall was extremely tall. I had never seen such a tall and thick city wall before, not even when I visited ancient castles during my travels in Europe. This seemed to be the entrance to an ancient city. Standing outside the city gate, I could almost smell the atmosphere of a spooky medieval castle and a church.
The high city wall was full of elf soldiers. They held sharp weapons in both hands, looking fierce and menacing.
Under the city wall were elves who were as wet as I was. Although they were wrapped in thick rainproof cloaks from head to toe, they were still wet. The rain was too heavy. Even though the firelight was bright, it was still hard for me to see the scenery clearly.
I didn't know what this place was, but since everyone was here, I had nowhere else to go. So I just mingled with them.
A tall elf old woman saw that I was in a terrible state and kindly handed me a rainproof coat, saying that it was prepared for her grandson, but since I needed it so urgently, she gave it to me. I thanked her profusely.
I put on the rainproof cloak and stood crowded with those elves. Occasionally chatting with them, I learned that they were villagers living in the villages near this city and they were coming to buy some daily necessities today on the market day.
Finally, it was dawn and the city gate opened. There were soldiers checking. I skillfully squeezed among the elves and entered the city.
Walking in the city, I felt like shopping and was full of curiosity about everything.
The streets here were paved with blue stone slabs. The streets were long and extended to a place where they couldn't be seen. The streets were very winding, with countless small paths, twisting and turning, forming a unique charm.
The elves were coming and going, bustling. Looking at their strange faces, pointed ears and colorful clothes, I felt like I was in a dreamy fairy tale.
The alleys here were very narrow, probably only wide enough for two or three people to pass through. The gray-earth walls on both sides were very high and thick. The lime was peeling off, giving a sense of a long history. In the alley with a faint smell of incense, I actually felt like I was in an ancient history book.
I measured the length of the alley with my palm, walked from one end of the alley to the other, measuring the length and width of the deep yellow earth wall, and enjoyed it.
After passing through several alleys, while I was measuring, I faintly heard a strange sound. Out of curiosity, I felt the wall and turned into an alley following the sound.
Later, it turned out that this was the worst thing I had ever done.
After walking through the winding narrow paths, a strange long street suddenly appeared in front of me. It was a small street paved with red stone slabs. On both sides of the street were cave-like houses one after another. Those houses were connected with the caves and integrated. These houses had no walls but only five or six extremely thick tree trunks made into a fence.
The sound was coming from inside the fences.
When I saw clearly what was in front of me, I was dumbfounded.
In each cave house, inside the fence, were naked men and women. They were like being locked in caged cages and being shown for people to watch.
Their naked bodies were wildly tangled and rolling together, rolling on the ground, or moving vigorously back and forth against the wall, or hugging tightly together, or so intertwined that they couldn't be separated. They were breathing rapidly and constantly making sounds. The waves of ambiguous gasps and moans were coming out of their mouths.
Suddenly, I opened my mouth wide and understood. This was probably a place like a brothel. But why were these naked people performing like in a display window?
Just when I was in doubt and surprise, not far away, several big and strong elf men were running straight towards me. From their expressions, I could tell that they meant no good. They were getting closer and closer to me.
I screamed and started running. I ran fast and screamed loudly. The big men were chasing after me closely. The well-developed muscles on their chests were shaking violently and they were holding weapons like bayonets in their hands.
I met a few elves on the way, but none of them offered to help. I was on the verge of crying. Oh my god, what kind of world is this? Why was I being chased like a fugitive?
They quickly caught up with me, grabbed my arms quickly and tied me up tightly. Then they put a black cover on me and I was immediately in darkness.
I screamed in horror and tried to resist their strength, but my body involuntarily moved in the direction they were pulling.
"Damn it, who are you? Why are you arresting me? Let me go, let me go..."
Suddenly, I was carried on someone's shoulder. My scream almost burst my eardrums.
I don't know how long it took. They suddenly stopped and I was thrown on the ground. At the same time, the black cover on me was pulled off.
I kept moving backward while sitting on the ground, screaming and panting, looking in horror at the strange scene that suddenly appeared in front of me.
This was a very large earthen room. Yes, it could only be called an earthen room. The four walls were all deep yellow and deep gray earthen walls. The floor was also yellow and made up of square tiles one by one. The yellow-gray earthen walls and the yellow square tiles blended together, giving a very strong visual impact. There were several yellow oil lamps hanging on the earthen walls. The flames were burning brightly in a black torch-like thing and illuminated the whole room.
I heard the hoarse and dry voice of an old woman who sounded like a crow: "Hey, where did you kidnap this thing from?"
A big man beside me said flatteringly: "Madam Adona, this woman was sneaking around in our area, looking suspicious. I'm afraid she's a spy from somewhere."
"Oh?" Her voice was lazy, with a faint trace of interest. The old voice was still hoarse.
I was panting and suddenly looked up and saw an old woman on a wide soft chair in front of me. I was stunned at first and then couldn't help but want to laugh.
Her ears were fat and big, growing on both sides of her head like two big fans, comparable to Zhu Bajie's ears; her eyes were extremely large, protruding outward, bulging; her hair was colorful, loosely scattered on her shoulders, and there were flowers all over it, red and green, like a big garden, which was really funny.
She was very old but wearing a bright red and coquettish long dress. The neckline was very low, showing her obviously sagging and loose breasts, which were shaking slightly as she spoke.
For a moment, I really wanted to take this old witch to a beauty salon and give her a makeover.
She looked me up and down, giggled and said in a shrill voice: "Look at her, with a stupid and dazed look. I'm afraid she wouldn't even know if she was sold. How could she be a spy?"
Several elf big men blushed. One of the men with the sharpest and longest ears said unwillingly: "Madam, this is a new face. We've never seen her in the city of Aslan before. She looked around after entering the city gate and wrote something incomprehensible on paper. I'm afraid she's a spy sent by Madam Digla."
The old witch glanced at me and giggled again: "I don't believe it. That old bitch Digla wouldn't send such a little girl! " Then she snorted heavily through her nose and said: "Look at her. She looks at most thirteen years old. Who could she seduce?"
Thirteen years old? I was stunned. I'm almost twenty-two. How could I be regarded as thirteen?
"Lock her up first," the old witch said. "Find out her origin and then we'll see."
"Yes."
I was tied up tightly by those big elf men with thick ropes. The thick ropes made my skin ache.
They pushed me to walk in the earthen corridor. I screamed in pain but was shouted at to shut up.
In anger, I glared at them. My eyes were very fierce. One of the big men was enraged. He quickly approached me and then raised his big palm. Before his palm fell, I already felt a strong gust of wind blowing. Just when I was ready to take the hit, suddenly I heard a clear voice of a girl: "Stop!"
The big man's palm stopped in mid-air. The other big men all knelt on the ground. Following the sound, our eyes all fell on a girl in white who appeared at the end of the corridor.