refuse to be a teacher

Chapter 151 The Abyss

The trading base for centralized transportation of private goods outside Guli Town is actually not as it is seen now, the upper and lower areas are arranged in an orderly manner.

Between the major openings that are now open, there are always a few sparse figures scattered here and there, and the cargo boxes are piled high and crowded, and after a while, there will be carts and horses to completely take the things away, one batch, another batch, Come one batch, change another batch... In this cycle, the goods that should be delivered and those that should not be delivered are all in a mess in the end, and they are shipped separately to different locations in the east, west, north, south, and south.

Therefore, even if one deliberately hides one or two cans of freshly squeezed human blood in the cargo boxes, it will be difficult for anyone to find out the final destination of the human blood after repeated running-in and bumping of the checkpoints.

——However, at this moment, Congzheng clearly told Xue Lanyin——This huge amount of human blood was sent to Mount Lingtai.

Xue Lan's first reaction was obviously not to believe it.

It's not as simple as once or twice, because Xue Lan won't be led by him this time, she just thought about it, and quickly said: "Wen Pianhong wants to break Jielong Yin, what he wants must be live blood, and if ordinary human blood is sent to him desperately, what effect will it have?"

"There is no fact enough to prove that the blood of the living sword clan will be able to crack the Jielong seal. Everything is just speculation... But it is undeniable that since the Jielong seal originated from the living sword clan, it must have something to do with the flesh and blood of their clansmen. Definitely get in touch." Cong Zhen spread his hands, "Now that things are in Wen Pianhong's hands, he can do whatever he wants."

From a person like Cong Zhen, he always loses focus when speaking.The most terrible thing is that he also likes to use some ambiguous nonsense to deliberately mislead others.

Because Xue Lan couldn't get used to hearing these things, she also didn't want to talk to him anymore.A big living person with healthy limbs, standing in the middle of the area full of dead people's blood, watching them come and go, replacing the old with the new, just thinking about it is enough to make people horrified.

What's more, because Xue Lan has personally experienced these unsightly past events, she is more likely to have a conflicting mentality about it.He didn't stay any longer, or he didn't dare to stay any longer, because he hated it, and also because of an indescribable fear.

——cages, iron locks, long metal boxes full of bloody smell, and endless sleep afterwards.

It was a nightmare he never wanted to recall.

Xue Lan turned around, the night was already so deep, he just wanted to rush back to the inn as soon as possible - in this world, there would never be any place warmer than Yan Jue's embrace.

He didn't want to hear anything, couldn't listen to anything.Gu Zi walked in the front alone, restlessly striding forward along the route of travel.

Cong Zhen followed behind him unhurriedly, calling loudly: "Brother Lan Yin, you don't need to be in such a hurry."

Xue Lan felt as if she had been pricked by a needle, so she walked fast for a while.

However, he has not yet successfully walked out of the low gray stone wall where the gap was opened just now. The wheels of the carriage creaked beside his ears, and soon someone came in with an iron box. Within the range, it unintentionally casts a large dark and oppressive shadow.

No matter how disgusted Xue Lan was at that time, it was inevitable that she would have some doubts about it—if it was just an ordinary human blood transaction, there would be no need to go to such a complicated level.

But the current problem is not only the number of times of transportation, but also the amount and degree of blood itself.

Where did these batches of human blood come from?

And the behind-the-scenes funder who bought it...what do you want to do with such a huge amount of human blood?

But any normal person can see the clues at a glance.

Xue Lan frowned, and her footsteps seemed to have stopped for a moment.Just at this moment, the iron boxes piled up in the horse workshop fell to the ground steadily, and the strong man in charge of joint transportation carried them off one by one.

After a while, a group of men suspected of being companions gathered around, carrying iron boxes in groups and walking towards a more secretive and narrow alley.

He raised his eyes from the pillow and raised his eyebrows, as if he wanted to signal Xue Lanyin to follow up.Xue Lan was standing not far from the carriage, leaning towards the pillow, and still shook her head in resistance.

"Brother Lan Yin doesn't want to know what's in the box?"

Xue Lanyin snorted instantly: "What else can it be? I've seen it all. Is it necessary to pursue it to the end?"

Cong Zhen said: "No, this time I pretended to be a living person."

Because Xue Lan's eyelashes trembled, the chill in her heart only increased.

"Do you think that when I wandered around Guli town for several days, I really couldn't find any clues?"

Xue Lan said: "You are wasting your energy, groping for these things... What is the purpose?"

Smiling from the pillow without saying a word, he cast a somewhat searching look towards the end of the alley where the iron box was sent just now.

Xue Lanyin obviously didn't buy into him, the two walked forward together for more than a few steps, Xue Lanyin stopped first, and was no longer obsessed with taking steps.

A wall away from him, the corner is hidden by a stone wall, but behind that, the iron blade heaves and falls, and the sharp sound of limbs being torn apart—it is wet and salty, and at this time, it is like a scourge, instantly killing both people. Ears are full.

Xue Lan knew what it was.

The place where the iron box was sent was the body of a living person who hadn't died yet.They came from all directions, were trapped in cages, and were transported all the way to this place. What they had to face later was the tragic fate of being squeezed into blood.

He seemed to be able to hear the weak breath that was almost desperate in the innermost part of the iron box.

Wanting to struggle, but unable to struggle——since then fell into the abyss, sinking more and more in the eighteen levels of hell.

Xue Lanyin couldn't be more familiar with these seemingly absent experiences of Shen Pang.In the past, I have escaped in embarrassment from the tiger's mouth several times in the past, because the blood is precious, and it is a deadly weapon that is coveted by all foreigners.

And now?

What can these ordinary human blood be used for?

It seems that because of the confusion and confusion in Xue Lan's eyes, she turned her head slightly from the pillow, and explained to him in a leisurely voice: "Wen Pianhong is wantonly collecting human blood around Lingtai Mountain, most of them are eyes. A single foreigner—only in this way can we ensure that the matter itself is enough to deceive people.”

"Mo Fuqiu doesn't know about it, and it's impossible to take care of it. Wen Pianhong doesn't have any pressure, so he can rest assured to do what he wants to do."

Xue Lan couldn't judge how she was feeling at the moment.He is like a piece of flesh that has been peeled off, the scars left by every painful memory in the past are being paved and unfolded at this moment, shown in front of others without any scruples, and also shown in front of his eyes. Cruel.

His throat was a little hoarse, almost without thinking, he said in a cold voice: "What else can he do? In the end it all has to do with Jielong Yin."

"Do you know that there is an old saying... called 'the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry'." Cong Zhen said, "Wen Pianhong urgently needs blood, and he wants to unlock the Dragon Seal. But he can't catch you for a while, so he just Can use the most clumsy way to try to find blood that is no different from living blood from a crowd of ordinary people."

Hearing this all of a sudden, Xue Lanyin felt it was ridiculous: "You mean, he has been spending a lot of time, even going so far, in order to find blood similar to the living sword clansman?"

He paused for a while, then laughed out loud: "How could it be found?"

"Why is it impossible?" He interrupted him suddenly from the pillow, "The living sword tribe is indeed on the verge of extinction, but this does not mean...they will not leave offspring!"

Congzhen suddenly became righteous, as if he knew all these things well in the morning-he was always like this, even when he was lying.

This time, he failed to mobilize Xue Lanyin's emotions.He probably knew it himself, so he took two steps back and said with some self-mockery: "I know as much about the Living Sword Clan as you do."

Because Xue Lan didn't look into his eyes, she only said in a low voice: "Only by this, you are dangerous enough."

He is very transparent from the pillow, he understands everything, but he is used to being bored and not confessing to others.

When Wen Pianhong cast a spell on him and sank into the underground space of Guli Town earlier, he knew what living blood and living sword people were.

Even at that time, he had already confirmed the fact that Xue Lanyin was a member of the Living Sword Clan.

But he never opened his mouth—he used to pretend to be a fool, mingled with Yun Zhehuan, pretending to be a loyal dog who worked for his master.

Later, Yan Jue went to the ground alone to break the seal, Yun Zhehuan followed him in a fit of anger, but Congzhen chose to use the most indifferent way, standing by and watching alone.

It was hard to imagine what he would do to Yan Jue, who was seriously injured at the time.Because Xue Lan didn't dare to think about it, there was such a person around him all the time, who had a very different thought about the existence of Jielong Seal from the beginning to the end, which was almost the same as that of Wen Pianhong.

He wasn't wanting nothing at all—

"You want to unravel the Jielong Seal." Xue Lan said, "It's not the kind of thinking to protect Yun Zhehuan."

He was able to lure Yun Zhehuan to be poisoned, and faced the endless pain of death many times, which showed that everything he had done before had nothing to do with the life and death of the Baiwu people.

At that time, I stared fixedly at Xue Lanyin's eyes from the pillow.It seemed that they had been staring at each other in silence for a long time, and suddenly let out a long sigh of relief from the pillow, not in a hurry to affirm Xue Lanyin's statement: "...I left Changxingju and went straight to the outside of Guli Town, and stopped halfway During that time, he was regarded as a non-native foreign refugee."

"They tried to catch me and send me to the black market. I followed the iron box of the carriage and sneaked into this hidden place hidden behind the wall. What I saw later was the whole process of blood collection and transportation."

"The way these people dispose of the corpses is very simple. If they are not dead, drag them down and beat them to death with sticks... For those who are dead, it is even easier, just use a knife to take blood - as you can see, go forward After a few steps, everything can be seen at a glance. If you don't believe me, you can even go over and take a look... Brother Lan Yin, go over and take a look with your own eyes."

Xue Lan immediately frowned and refused, "...I don't want to watch it!"

"If I'm not mistaken, the group of merchants who wantonly hunted down the living sword tribe used a method similar to this." From the pillow, he said unequivocally, "Wen Pianhong seems to be acting covertly. , the actual scope of intervention is extremely wide, if it wasn't because he was forced to a dead end, I don't think he would have taken such an extreme approach that could easily lead to loopholes."

Xue Lan's ears are sensitive, and after a short while, she sensed a hint of something not quite right from this ambiguous words.

"The truth about how the people of the Living Sword Clan were captured and killed, and even circulated and traded in the market..." He said in a concentrated voice, "How do you know?"