That night.
After agreeing to Young Master Song's request, Cheng Huo and the other three were all stationed in the 'Mortal Dungeon' under the jurisdiction of the Song family.
The children of the aristocratic families in Ghost Mother City cherish their lives very much.
After learning that a "disappearance" occurred in the Song family's dungeon, they no longer entered the dungeon to practice.
Therefore, there are only three people alive in the dungeon tonight.
Although the 'Mortal Dungeon' is free and open to the children of aristocratic families, the fees for casual cultivators and gang members are extremely expensive.
So not long after entering the dungeon, the two monks, a man and a woman, took the time to torture the mortals in the dungeon in order to squeeze out as much 'power of pain' as possible for practice.
According to personal preferences, the man and woman chose two tools: whips and fire tongs respectively.
When the victim faints from the pain, the two monks will pour cold water on his head to wake him up, and then apply ointment.
After the injury healed, the torture continued.
Repeatedly....
After a period of time, bursts of black 'power of pain' gas were seen pouring out of the bodies of the tortured unfortunates.
Hearing the painful moans coming from his ears, coupled with the ubiquitous rancid smell in the cell, Cheng Sheng couldn't bear it anymore, so he went outside the cell alone to get some air.
The night is as cold as water.
Not long after Chengshuo stood outside, he suddenly heard the sounds in the dungeon suddenly stop.
He was confused and turned around.
Coincidentally, the male monk who was originally torturing mortals in the dungeon also walked out of the dungeon at this moment.
"Have a cigarette?"
The male cultivator took out a cigarette from his arms and handed it to Chengshuo.
The latter took the cigarette as if reflexively.
But the moment he took the cigarette, Chengshuo realized something was wrong and quickly jumped back to distance himself from the male monk: "Who are you?"
The male cultivator stared at Chengshuo without saying a word, but just kept laughing where he was.
There's something wrong with this guy....
Seeing the weird smile of the other party, Cheng Sheng didn't hesitate at all and immediately turned around and ran away towards the Feisha Gang's station.
I don’t know how long I ran away.
"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"
on the street.
When he heard the sound of the watchman not far away, Cheng Huo slowed down a little.
He turned around and saw that the male monk had not caught up with him, and he was secretly relieved.
"It's dry and dry, be careful with the candles!"
Not far away, the sound of the watchman sounded again, and he walked slowly in the direction of survival.
Seeing that the watchman was getting closer and closer to him, Cheng Sheng quietly leaned towards the roadside so that he could keep a certain distance from the watchman.
"grown ups."
The watchman seemed unaware of Cheng Sheng's little move, and just stared at the cigarette in Cheng Sheng's hand: "It's a very dry day. If you smoke at night, be careful."
! !
The moment he heard the word "smoking" coming from the watchman's mouth, Chengshuo flashed and rushed forward more than ten meters away.
He turned around and saw the watchman standing there, laughing continuously but not catching up.
Just like the male monk before.
It seems like I can't get rid of this thing...
After realizing this, Chengshuo no longer dared to flee to the Feisha Gang's headquarters.
After all, the members of the Feisha Gang are just mortals.
If Chengshuo takes the 'things that are bothering him' to the Feisha Gang's headquarters, it will only kill all his gang members, but will not help.
In desperation, Chengsheng thought of escaping to the Song family.
After all, only with the rich heritage of the Song family can it be possible to subdue the unknown existence.
But before Cheng Sheng could take any action, he suddenly realized a very serious problem:
In the Ghost Mother City.
More than 90% of mortals with cultivation talents are locked in the 'mortal dungeon' for practitioners to extract the 'power of pain'.
The rest of the mortals who do not have the talent for cultivation need to work every day.
Farming, transportation, cooking, tailoring... almost all the work in the Ghost Mother City is done by mortals.
Since there is no need to work, the children of wealthy families spend almost all day indulging in sensuality.
Even at night, the children of the aristocratic family are not looking for flowers and willows, but are on the way to find flowers and willows...
Therefore, the nightlife in the Ghost Mother City is extremely rich.
But at this moment, not a single living person could be seen on the street.
Not only that.
The whole city was also a little too eerily quiet.
It's like this city is completely deserted...
Thinking of this, Chengsheng had a guess:
Is there a possibility that he was not entangled by a certain existence, but fell into an illusion from the beginning?
It is precisely because it is an illusion that when a living person is running on the streets of the Ghost Mother City, there is no living person in sight.
Thinking about it this way, everything can be explained.
As for where the entrance to this illusion is...
On the street, Chenghuo turned around and ran decisively towards the Song family's 'mortal dungeon'.
Not surprisingly, he probably fell into this 'cigarette fantasy' the moment he walked out of the 'mortal dungeon'.
Therefore, the entrance and exit of the 'Mortal Dungeon' is most likely the exit of this illusion!
right!
That must be it!
With this idea in mind, Cheng Huo fled all the way, and soon escaped back to the entrance of the 'Mortal Dungeon'.
entrance.
The male monk who handed him the cigarette had disappeared, leaving only a half-burned cigarette butt still in place.
Chenghuo glanced at the cigarette butts on the ground, ignored them, and just walked into the 'Mortal Dungeon'...
The next second.
He felt the world spinning for a while, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was being carried on the shoulders of a man in black, flying forward.
Not far from him.
The two monks, a man and a woman, were also carried by two men in black and flew forward.
Seeing that Cheng Shuo was awake, the man in black who was carrying him was startled and immediately threw Cheng Shuo to the ground.
The man in black, who was in charge of the fight, said with a hint of confusion in his tone: "It's strange... the old man's eyes can catch even the two embryo-building monks in the dungeon, and this man is said to be in the god-worshipping stage. , but he woke up somehow, so how did he wake up?"
"I don't know." Another man in black said, "But he can't run away anyway. We'll find out if we ask."
Saying that, he raised his foot and kicked Chenghuo on the waist...
"Click"!
Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, the moment the man in black raised his foot, he felt an inexplicable and powerful force attack his right foot.
The next second, he fell to the ground and cried out.
And the instigator of all this, Chengsheng, slowly stood up from the ground, with evil energy surging all over his body.
Seeing this scene, the man in black showed a horrified expression: "You...are you an evil spirit?"
"Don't be afraid, I'm not a demon."
As Chengshuo spoke, he stretched out his right hand again like lightning and clenched it into a fist.
Following his movements, the right legs of the man in black carrying two monks, a man and a woman, were also crushed to pieces.
The three men in black screamed and fell to the ground.
"Keep your voice down!"
The sound of survival is not loud, but it is very effective.
As soon as he said these words, the three shadow men immediately endured the severe pain in their legs and did not dare to make any more noise.
When the three of them shut up, Chengshuo asked, "What are those 'old man's eyes' you just mentioned?"
