This morning, a sturdy villager carried a bucket of gruel to his underground cell to deliver meals to the "blood bags".
The dirty blood ritual does not need to be performed multiple times in a short period of time. Generally speaking, the blood exchanged in one time is enough to maintain youth for six or seven years. However, due to the characteristic of immortality, the population is always growing, and the demand for blood is also increasing day by day. Villagers must also reserve a certain amount of emergency blood bags.
Soon, the villager ran out in panic.
The dungeon is almost empty.
This has never happened before. Among the people who were caught, there were many who were clever enough to escape. If there were only one or two, the villagers would give up after searching for two days. Shan, they can tolerate this loss.
But now that all the "blood bags" have disappeared, how can this stop them from panicking?
Soon, the news spread throughout the village. Even if these villagers were hundreds of years old, their poor brains could not think about what happened. Maybe there are only a few clan leaders who know the inside story and probably know something else, but they also have no idea about time reset.
All they could guess was the fact that "the person has run away", and then they assembled a team and went to search the surrounding mountains and forests while yelling and cursing.
But tourists are not vegetarians. If there are difficulties in a head-on confrontation, they also have people who are good at making traps. The road to the mountains for the villagers can be described as thorny and thorny. Not dying does not mean not painful. Soon there are more than a dozen The individual suffered minor injuries on the mountain road.
"Let's invite the hunter! This time it's not a simple escape! So many people disappeared at the same time!"
Several clan leaders gathered together to discuss.
"This has never happened before."
The patriarch surnamed Wu looked serious.
"Some of the wounded have been carried home. These people seem to have undergone some kind of training, but are there so many people with this kind of quality outside the mountain? Also, the door and lock of the cell have not been broken. , how did they escape?"
"The most important thing now is to capture the people! There is not enough blood left in the village. If this continues, at least one-fifth of them will age within half a year!"
"Please ask the hunters to pay for their blood! With such a large amount, our losses will be heavy!"
"Then let's discuss it with them... The reward will be slightly reduced this time. After all, they are also people from the village. They have to help in this unprecedented matter!"
"People from the village?" Patriarch Wu sneered, "They have long separated themselves from the village. Since taking away the twenty-fifth hunter six years ago, no hunter has set foot in the village."
"But our people have found nothing so far!"
The disputes continued, and even the villagers could not guarantee unanimous opinions when faced with such an emergency. They were not good at going into the mountains to arrest people, especially in the deep mountains, where villagers were unwilling to set foot. Only hunters dare to go to those places, but few people are willing to pay such a large amount of blood for them to catch people.
"Anyway, let's keep an eye on the remaining blood. It hasn't been long yet, and there might be good news."
This is the result of the final compromise.
But there won't be any good news.
After noon, in the afternoon, the news that someone was missing spread back to the village.
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Cheng Wuling and Shu Xingruo looked left and right, and asked Ye Tisi to put the pig mask on the face of a struggling villager.
"Is he screaming?" Shu Xingruo frowned. She had no extra sympathy for the enemy and was just asking Cheng Wuling to confirm a fact.
"Because of fear, not because of the influence of the mask." Cheng Wuling easily discerned the emotion in the villager's shout, "If the mask doesn't change the mind, then we can give it a try."
Ye Tisi slowly let go of her hand, and the pig's face had grown on the villager's face, and his shouts gradually stopped.
"You can hear us talking. Now you answer whatever I ask. If you tell a lie, I will cut off one of your fingers. After cutting off the fingers, cut off the toes. Anyway, you can grow them again, and I can cut them off in a cycle." Cheng Wu Ling said scary words coldly, walked to the villager who was tied to the table, and put the dagger on his finger.
"I, I don't know anything-ahhhhh!"
Cheng Wuling's hand only moved slightly, and the hunter's dagger easily cut off one of his fingers.
"I haven't asked yet, don't be in a hurry to answer."
She placed the dagger above her second finger, at an angle that allowed the villagers to tilt their heads slightly to see it.
"Do you remember who you are?"
"My name is Wu Dazhuang. I'm from the Wu family in the village. I'm here to catch the blood bag that escaped..."
Before he finished speaking, his voice turned into a scream again.
"I urge you to think carefully about what you address us before you speak."
"You! You! We want to catch everyone who escaped! I told you! My clan leader is..."
"I haven't asked yet."
"Yes Yes……"
Shu Xingruo and Ye Tisi stood not far away, watching quietly as Cheng Wuling implanted fear into the heart of the villager.
Facts have proved that when the attribute of immortality falls into the hands of the enemy, it will only increase the pain.
Cheng Wuling spent an hour and a half cutting off a total of twenty-two fingers and toes of the villager. Finally, he used a bloody dagger to peel off the pig mask from the villager's head with extremely sharp and rough techniques. The severe pain caused him to faint, and then he was woken up by a bucket of sticky plasma. During the previous torture, Cheng Wuling also found a bucket to collect all the blood he shed.
"Forgive me, please spare me... I have said everything I need to say..."
"You just said the part I asked, but I haven't finished asking yet. Don't worry."
The voice, as cruel and callous as an executioner's, brought the villager to the verge of collapse.
Cheng Wuling also stopped here at the right time, put the bucket back to his feet, which had begun to grow, and gestured to the other two people in the room, and the three of them left the room.
"He is still conscious and even has time to talk to me about some things. Pig faces should not affect people's normal thinking, so we can use them. However, the side effects are still not clear, and there is still a certain degree of danger. Are you sure you want to try it?" she asked Shu Xingruo.
"Everyone of you is accumulating strength now, and I can't lag behind. You, Lu Ning, Ye Yi and Zhao Chenshuang, at least the four of you have found a 'method', right? I am not very talented, so this is what I can think of Pig mask." Shu Xingruo said with a smile.
"There is still danger." Ye Tisi said with concern. "The pig mask may provide some support, but the more question is whether its harm is long-term... If it weren't for our lack of trump cards, I wouldn't recommend trying it. .”
"At worst, we can learn from Ye Yi's method." Shu Xingruo said, "Even if it's an experiment, we should consider the order of priority, right? Cheng Wuling, you actually want to do this experiment too, right?"
"I don't want my teammates to take this risk." Cheng Wuling retorted, "If I really want to do it, I can just grab a tourist and force or coax him to put on a mask and try it. I will do it myself." You don’t risk your teammates unknown by having a plan in place.”
"But you respect your teammates' decisions, right? Besides..."
Shu Xingruo lowered his head and whispered in Cheng Wuling's ear.
"...You also need to change your behavior of not being a good person outside of your teammates. This is why you have made so many enemies."
"Thanks for reminding me, I'll try my best."
After hearing this sentence, Shu Xingruo felt that the implication was "I know, I won't change", and she could only smile helplessly. Not far away, there were some noises in the bamboo forest ahead.
Lu Ning is practicing in this bamboo forest.
Several wounds on her body were healing at an accelerated pace, and the coagulated blood on the outside fell under control under the guidance of the "catalyst". The basic requirements of "Blood Technique" are actually very simple. Fixed techniques can be stimulated through blood and catalysts, and different catalysts correspond to different techniques.
"How was the trial?" Shu Xingruo asked, standing at a distance that would not disturb her.
"Now we know what these four catalysts correspond to. First of all, the white ointment corresponds to self-healing. It is a technique that can accelerate wound healing and even regenerate organs by absorbing nutrients from the blood. Small injuries like mine directly activate the body's The power of blood will suffice, but if the injury is serious, external blood supply is required. The green ointment is an active skin, which converts the surface layer of the skin into an absorber that directly absorbs light energy and other energy over a period of time, for concentrated burst use. The powders are for weapons - the blue ones are supposed to be thunder and the lavender ones are toxins."
Lu Ning raised the curved dagger and wiped the wound on his hand on the side of the dagger. A faint purple mist suddenly appeared on it.
"Sounds like you're in good hands."
"So the paste-like catalyst should be used on oneself, and the powder-like catalyst can be used as a weapon. In addition, the blood technique has the biggest feature, which I just discovered."
"What?"
"It should be ineffective against the 'homogeneous' blood type used. For example, the toxins on this have no effect on me because it is my blood."
Lu Ning turned the dagger and took it back to her waist.
"Is this how you feel?" Cheng Wuling asked.
"Let's just say that, when you learn this type of technique, you will feel something..."
"Just to be on the safe side, let's verify it."
Cheng Wuling tilted his head.
The conditions for performing the blood technique are very simple, and Lu Ning does not necessarily need his own blood - then Cheng Wuling can prepare a large amount of materials during this period of time.
For example, that unlucky villager.
These guys who clamored for blood bags now tasted the pain they inflicted on others. A person like Cheng Wuling, who showed no mercy, naturally didn't care about receiving two buckets of blood for Lu Ning's experiments. On the other hand, Chu Jianting, Zhu Hongye, Mo Lian and Tumen were also on the mountain waiting for an opportunity to catch the lone villagers back. This matter was not particularly conspicuous among the many players lurking on the mountain for revenge, so two more people came out that afternoon. A villager who was tied up and unable to move was sent to the front of the hunter's cabin.
When he saw his two companions approaching, Wu Dazhuang, who was captured first, actually showed an expression of relief, as if his hand that had been chopped off didn't hurt that much anymore.
"You are quite smart. With those two people sharing it, your pain will probably end here."
Cheng Wuling lowered his head slightly so that Wu Dazhuang could see his face.
That was probably the gentlest smile he had ever seen in his life.
