It was winter, winter, winter, winter. The sky was cold, and the earth was freezing cold, and a little child had been lying in this room for so long without clothes on. The air in this dungeon was very cold, and it was winter, and the sky was freezing cold, and a little child had been lying in this room without clothes.
"Bright..." Bright... Wake up, I'm your cousin Tian Luo … " I immediately helped Liang Liang up from the ground. His body was already ice-cold. If it wasn't for the weak rise and fall of his chest, I would have thought that he was already dead.
After shouting twice, Mingliang didn't reply. I immediately took off a layer of my clothes and covered my petite and shiny body with it.
At this point, the old Daoist behind him suddenly asked in an indifferent tone, "Has this child been bathed in the same pool of blood before?"
I nodded before turning my head to ask, "How did senior know?"
There is something strange in the blood pool, there is a juvenile blood sucking demonic insect below. This thing relies on blood for food, and can transform blood into essence blood which can be injected into a person's body, once this thing bites a living person, the essence blood will enter the person's body, and the essence blood converted by the young blood sucking demonic insect can greatly improve a person's physique, if there is any skin injury, it can recover in a day, moreover, it has the function of detoxifying poison, so don't worry, boy, your physique is the same as usual, you won't die even after freezing for three to two days. The old Daoist explained.
Listening to him talk about this, I suddenly remembered the scene after I was thrown into the blood pool. Not only could I breathe in the blood pool, there were also octopus-like tentacles underneath it, and as soon as I sank into the pool, those tentacles wrapped around me. At first, I thought it was trying to suck my blood, but after it bit through my flesh, it didn't suck my blood, but instead, it seemed to have injected something into my body. So it was to help me, but what I don't understand is why those baby blood sucking demonic insects want to inject their blood essence into my body.
Immediately, I asked the old Daoist, and the old Daoist lightly replied, "After the young Blood Sucking Demon Worm has absorbed enough blood, it can't continue to eat anymore, and must expel all of its blood essence outside of its body in order to continue growing. And the reason why that old fart, Song Kun, raised these Blood Sucking Demon Worms in the blood pool is to let the consciousness in the Soul Recovering Cauldron flow into the host's body so that they can have a strong body.
The Kindly Kun that the old Daoist was referring to must be the old man with the aquiline nose, the one who these black-clothed men called the Branch Lord.
However, I still have a lot of questions. For example, what kind of divine being was nourished within the Soul Recovering Cauldron? It was worth it for this He Kun to put in so much effort to create such a huge blood pool after killing so many people.
Just as I was about to ask, the old Daoist impatiently urged me, "Alright, let's talk about this after we leave this place. Now, follow me …"
I think so too. Right now, we are not out of danger yet. Someone will soon discover that the guard in the dungeon is dead. We have to leave this place as soon as possible.
At this moment, I carried my little cousin on my back and followed the old Daoist out. When I reached the door, Gui Sha suddenly asked, "How should I deal with this black clothed man?"
Only then did I remember that there was a black clothed person who led us here. This question stumped me for a moment.
However, that old Daoist was extremely vicious. He directly said in a cold voice, "Kill him!"
After that, Gui Sha followed suit. With a raise of his blade, a round head fell to the ground. Fresh blood splattered everywhere in the dungeon.
How vicious, this Gui Sha killed without any hesitation, and even I felt a chill down my spine.
No wonder Old Fan and his family, who had lived in that old mansion, died so miserably. This female ghost was very fierce.
I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for me to bring such a ghost with me, but it seems to be a good helper now.
After killing the man in black, Gui Sha followed us out. Very quickly, we arrived at the place where the men in black were guarding the cell.
It was a small room with simple furnishings. Other than the tables and stools where the men in black ate, there was a large cabinet beside the wall. No one knew what it was used for.
The old Daoist swept a glance around the room before instructing, "First, find a random cell and throw these corpses in. This way, we can delay the time a little …"
I placed my younger cousin on the bench and took off a shirt from one of the corpses and put it on him. Even though it was covered with blood, it was still better than being naked.
Afterwards, I put on my clothes and dragged a black clothed corpse along with Gui Sha. I casually found an empty cell in the middle of the corridor and threw it in.
When Gui Sha and I returned, we found that the old Daoist had already opened the cabinet.
Inside the cabinet were some messy stuff, such as backpacks, luggage, and a lot of things like mobile phones and watches.
These things were probably used by the people in those cells. I don't know where these men in black took them from.
I didn't have a lot of things, so when I went out, I brought a Motorola second-hand phone with me. It wasn't even worth 200 yuan, and I also had several hundred yuan on me. Other than that, the most valuable thing should be the Three Transformations Thousand Year Thunderbolt Date Sword that my master passed on to me.
I went over to retrieve all of my things and threw the machete in my hand to the side. When I held the Jujube Wooden Sword in my hand, I felt a very familiar feeling. This was what I wanted to use.
I looked at the old Daoist rummaging for a while and actually found a yellow cloth bundle. He opened it in his hand and nodded. "Not bad, this Penniless Priest's items are still here …"
After saying that, the old Daoist put the yellow cloth bag on his back and turned to look at Gui Sha and me. He asked indifferently, "Have you dealt with the corpses?"
"It's all done …" "Yes," I said.
The old Daoist's eyes immediately fell on the wooden sword in my hand. He narrowed his eyes and praised, "Your sword looks pretty good. It definitely has some background …"