The kind and approachable director of the orphanage and the teachers, what kind of people were they, really?
"I stumbled upon a room resembling a bathroom during one of the big clean-ups... Inside the room..."
Shengong Mu took a deep breath.
Seeing him like this, Beichuan Si hurriedly asked him not to get too agitated.
Only after he had completely calmed down did the old man squeeze together the wrinkles on his face and continue to speak with difficulty.
There was a checkerboard floor.
In the center, there was a large bathtub.
Directly facing the bathtub stood a crucifixion of Jesus.
"The bathtub was filled with dark blood, and from the ceiling hung a dozen corpses..."
"Be it girl or boy, all were hung like livestock, hooked through their bloodstained mouths or eye sockets, as if they were cuts of meat in a slaughterhouse."
Beichuan Si's expression shifted slightly.
Originally thinking it was just a normal spiritual realm, he hadn't imagined such things happening.
