Chapter 164 The remnants of the demonic path

Author: A Box of Tieguanyin

Chapter 164 The remnants of the demonic path

In the dark and damp cellar, a few rays of light shone through the gaps in the wooden boards, and particles of dust were clearly visible in the light. On the straw-covered floor, unknown black insects crawled around.

Several men and women who looked to be only five or six years old huddled in a corner, bringing a little warmth to each other.

Creak, creak, creak!

The sound of wooden boards being trampled came from above her head. Xingwei was frightened and hurriedly opened her eyes and looked up.

The next moment, the wooden board used to cover the head was opened.

Before he could see the eyeshadow on it clearly, a black shadow was thrown down with a thud, and then the board was covered again.

“This environment is really bad.”

A complaining voice came.

Xingwei hurriedly looked down and found that the person left behind was a child wearing brocade clothes.

The boy's handsome appearance made it obvious that he was from a wealthy family. He stood up and patted the dirt on his body. When he found that it couldn't be wiped off, he simply gave up. After looking around for the last time, he found a place to sit leisurely.

Then he closed his eyes and rested his mind, as if he fell asleep.

Xingwei was very surprised.

She has been here for more than ten days, and this is the first time she has seen such a calm person.

The boys and girls who were sent in earlier usually cried and fussed for a long time, and would not calm down until they ran out of energy.

And usually when they are brought in, they should be in a coma, and it will take half a day to wake up. Why did this person wake up just after he was thrown in?

Xingwei was curious and kept staring at the boy. After a long time, there was no movement.

"Did you really fall asleep? This is amazing!"

People like them have been locked up for several days, and they will only fall asleep when they are too tired to bear it. It would be like falling asleep when the other party comes in, just like returning to their own home.

Wait! Could it be that his brain was damaged?

Xingwei thought of the boy a few days ago. His head hit the ground first when he was thrown down, and his head was broken. He sat there that night, fell asleep and never woke up again.

She stood up carefully, approached the boy, and stretched out a hand to see if he was still breathing.

The other children noticed her behavior and looked over one after another.

Compared with adults, these children have a stronger tolerance. They have gradually adapted to this dark environment and have regained the unique curiosity of children.

Snap!

Just when Xingwei was about to reach it, the boy suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist.

"What's your name?" the boy asked with a smile.

"Eh? I, Xing, Xingwei!"

Xingwei answered instinctively.

She wanted to pull her hand back, but the other person's grip was too tight, and she couldn't move no matter how hard she tried.

Until the boy took the initiative to let go.

Xing Wei was shocked. The other party was obviously younger than her, so why was he so strong?

"How were you arrested? Where are your family members?" the boy asked softly.

His calm and soft voice gave Xingwei a father-like feeling, making her relax unconsciously.

"My father passed away, and my mother went to help others. I was alone at home, and someone knocked on the door. When I opened the door, I fainted, and when I woke up, I was here!"

Xingwei said truthfully without hiding anything.

"Where are you guys?"

The boy looked at the others again.

The child had no defensiveness to begin with, and the boy's voice was full of intimacy, so he soon started talking one after another.

The boy didn't know where to take out food for them to eat, helped them treat their injuries, and told them stories.

The cellar, which should have been a miserable place, was now filled with joy and laughter.

After about two days, the cellar was opened again. This time, no new children were dropped. Instead, a strong man jumped out, lit a stick of sandalwood in his hand, and shook it in a circle. All the children were unconscious.

Then he picked them up one by one and threw them out.

When they woke up again, they had arrived in a cave outside Fangshi.

Xingwei opened her eyes and saw the boy sitting on the ground, scratching around with a stone.

"Xu Da, aren't you afraid?"

Xingwei walked over and asked.

Although she has little life experience, she has heard many rumors from her mother's mouth and knows that there are demonic cultivators and evil cultivators in this world, who like to capture some children and use them to refine elixirs and medicines.

Originally, they still had a glimmer of hope in the city, but now that they have been moved to the mountains, they are afraid that they will be doomed.

Although the children present were not very old, they could more or less guess what happened. They were all very frightened, their faces were tense, and several of them cried.

Even she herself felt that she might never see her mother again.

If there is a next time, she will never open the door to a stranger again.

Only Xu Da, who appeared last, did not show any fear from Xingwei from beginning to end.

"Being afraid is also death, not being afraid is also death, so why not make yourself happy." Xu laughed.

"Huh? It seems to make sense!"

Xingwei nodded her head unconsciously.

But I always feel like something is wrong.

Three more days passed in the blink of an eye. During this period, a dull-looking female disciple gave each of them a Bigu Pill.

On this day, the dull-looking female disciple came in again, kicked the sleeping children awake, and then led them out of the cave where they lived, turning left and right to an underground hall.

There is a huge cauldron in the center of the hall, surrounded by six monks wearing blue robes, sitting in six directions.

In a corner of the hall, there were dozens of children of about the same age crowded together, standing there numbly. Counting the group of them who had just entered, there were almost hundreds of them.

Beside the child, there were four men and women in gray robes, guarding the area to prevent the children from running around. The dull-looking woman also stayed by the side after sending them away.

Everyone was waiting in formation, as if they were waiting for someone.

Not long after, a sinister-looking man in a red robe walked in.

"Are you all ready?"

"Return to the Lord! One hundred boys and girls are here!"

One of the six green-robed monks said with a flattering smile.

"In that case, let's get started! If we can refine the Bleeding Essence Pill, your share will definitely not be missing!" said the man in red robe.

"Thank you, Lord!"

Everyone bowed to thank them, their breathing becoming a little heavy.

The man in red robe sat on the throne, followed by a series of preparations before making alchemy, and then he looked at the people guarding the children.

"Invest one for every thirty cents, separate men and women. If something goes wrong, I can't forgive you!"

"yes!"

The five people hurriedly lowered their heads, then turned to look at the children, considering which one to vote for.

The children were so frightened that they squeezed into the middle like chickens that had just hatched. Only the boy named Xu Da stood motionless.

Xingwei stretched out her hand and pulled, but she didn't pull.

Shoot the first bird!

Several people did not tolerate Xu Da's obvious behavior, so they caught him and threw him into the alchemy furnace. All the children were so frightened that they covered their mouths.

As Xu Da was thrown into the alchemy furnace, the flames that originally only covered the ground suddenly swelled and almost enveloped the entire alchemy furnace. The high temperature caused pain to the skin of people who were several feet away, not to mention the inside of the alchemy furnace.

Xingwei covered her mouth and looked at the alchemy furnace, feeling fear, worry, and most of all despair.

What makes everyone strange is that the child thrown in has not made any movement yet.

Wouldn't it have killed him when he threw it in?

Thirty breaths of time passed quickly, and the man in red robe also threw a lot of medicinal materials into it.

Just when the four monks in gray robes forcibly grabbed a child and were about to throw him in, the man in red robes suddenly spoke and asked them to stop.

"The last one hasn't been refined yet, please wait a few more breaths!"

After a few breaths passed, the man in red robe organized again, and this time he even frowned.
To be continued...