"The Sixth Elder."
Hearing his companion's words, a servant of the Wen family who was busy cleaning the cell raised his head.
"Elder Wen Yu," he said politely.
Strange, isn't Wencheng the one who should come today? Was I unconscious for one more day?
I turned over in the air and lay down half a meter away from the ceiling, silently looking at the person coming.
Since that time, I've left my cell many times to look for those lights outside that made me feel stronger.
Thanks to those lights, I can basically stay conscious for two days at a time.
Of course, this means staying with the holy demon.
If I leave the Holy Demon and look for light outside, my power will still be lost quickly. The further away from it, the faster the power is lost.
Of course, no matter how far I ran, as long as I lost consciousness, I would definitely wake up again next to the holy demon soon.
The Holy Demon and I may be connected in some way that I don't know. I make this judgment.
Then it should be because my strength is gradually getting stronger. Both the time it takes me to wake up and the clarity of my thinking have been greatly improved compared to before.
So I was a little surprised to see Wen Yu today.
The literary god of the Wen family needed the blood of the holy demon, and the task of blood collection was handed over to the elders of the Wen family.
From the third elder Wen Shi to the fourteenth elder Wen Qing, these twelve elders are basically responsible for collecting the holy blood for one day in order. After twelve days, they start with Wen Shi.
Therefore, the person coming today should be Wen Cheng, the fifth elder of the Wen family, not the guy standing in front of me now.
"Elder Wen Yu, why are you here today?"
Well done, a servant of the Wen family asked what I wanted to ask!
Wen Yu did not answer directly, but first quickly glanced at the holy demon who was paralyzed on the side. Seeing that the holy demon still had no intention of waking up, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After exiting the cell in silence, Wen Yu spoke: "You two, come out first."
The two servants looked at each other and saw confusion in each other's eyes.
Although they don’t know why Elder Wen Yu said this, it does not prevent them from obeying orders.
The two hurriedly jogged to the corridor, but just when they wanted to get closer to Wen Yu, Wen Yu took a step back slowly, just at the same speed as the two trotting.
"You two just stand there, don't come close to me." Wen Yu said as he took a few steps back. He didn't stop until he was ten steps away from the two of them.
The two people standing far away looked at each other, wondering what they had done to make a mid-level cultivator treat them like snakes and scorpions.
"There's no need to collect the holy blood today. You two will go back after cleaning the cell." Wen Yu pointed the folding fan at the two men in the distance.
No need to collect holy blood? However, isn’t this what Wen Shen needs? Is this the order of the sixth elder or the order of Wen Shen?
Without giving the two of them a chance to think too much, Wen Yu continued: "When you go back, clean yourself thoroughly to make sure there is nothing holy or demonic on you."
"Let's bring the next group of people here tomorrow, and then change the group of people every day from now on!"
Wen Yu pressed one hand between his eyebrows while conveying orders one after another.
"Also, when you go back, find all the servants who have been in contact with the holy demon, and then go to see Elder Wenmiao together."
"Everyone must be inspected by Elder Wenmiao."
"Also, you two go to the treasury later to get some money, just say it's what I want. Use the money to buy some new clothes, and the clothes you are wearing now that have come into contact with the holy demon will be burned directly."
"Also, let's make it clear to the next few groups that we only need one jar of holy blood for the next three days. Ah, forget it, starting from today, we will only collect one jar of holy blood on the third day every time."
"Make it clear to the third group of people that you can just go back after doing your own thing. Leave the holy blood in the prison and someone will pick it up."
"Also, that group of people go to see Elder Wenmiao once every day after finishing their work."
"No, that's not right. It's better to come together as a group for three days, so that not too many people come into contact with the holy demon."
"No, someone needs to feed the holy demon every day."
Wen Yu kneaded his brows faster and faster, a little irritability gradually appeared on his face, and the orders he conveyed became inconsistent. In the end, he almost said whatever came to mind.
Seeing Elder Wen Yu, who had always been calm, become a little impatient, and combined with the content of his words, the two people standing far away had an unpleasant feeling at the same time.
Something happened to Elder Wen Cheng, so Elder Wen Yu came today.
There is a problem with the holy blood, there is a problem with the holy demon, and anyone who has been in contact with the holy demon may have problems.
Thinking like this, they suddenly felt a faint rustling behind them, as if there were thousands of poisonous insects crawling towards them, and it seemed as if there were hundreds of beasts staring at them coldly.
A drop of cold sweat fell into his eyes, stinging them. The man closed his eyes hard, and with this momentum, he quickly turned his head and opened his eyes, and took a quick look behind him.
call--
He exhaled and murmured: "Fortunately, there's nothing."
These words are really irritating. I really want to punch him.
But after thinking about it carefully, it seems that apart from the orange cat raised by Wenzhu, no other living being can see me, so I gave up.
"How's it going? There's nothing behind." The man on the right asked. He didn't look back just now, so naturally he could only ask his companions.
"Yeah." The companion was trembling a little, and whispered: "There is nothing except the holy demon."
The person on the right put on a smile that was uglier than crying, comforting himself and his companions: "This, that's it, then it'll be fine."
Although all the orders given by Elder Wen Yu and all the abnormal behaviors of Elder Wen Yu, all of them vaguely point to the Holy Demon. But they have been in contact with the holy demon for so many days, aren't they all fine?
How is it possible, how is it possible that something suddenly happened today...
[Suddenly something happened to Elder Wenchang. ]
That should be just an example.
[Everyone who has come into contact with the Holy Demon must be inspected by Elder Wenmiao. ]
[Everyone who comes into contact with the Holy Demon may have an accident. ]
It's okay. Elder Wen Miao is still here, isn't she? She is the number one healer in the Wen family.
[Elder Wenmiao will not bother to save a little person like you. ]
The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became. Finally, when I came to them, I saw both of them trembling.
Oh, speaking of which, people who are close to me seem to feel a little cold, but their reaction is probably too much.
So, with my push, Wen Yu, who had not yet thought about how to deal with this matter, was interrupted by two wails.
He saw the panicked two people running towards him like crazy.
"Elder Wen Yu, help!"
"Elder Wen Yu, there is a ghost, there is a ghost in this place!"
I remember someone said this: The oldest and strongest human emotion is fear, and the oldest and strongest fear is the fear of the unknown.
Hehe, humans are really fragile creatures.
Something interesting seems to be happening, so I'll join in the fun.
Thinking like this, I quickly flew towards Wencheng's yard.
Ah, the strength is beginning to weaken, really!
But it's okay to go and see what's going on.
I speeded up again and rushed straight into Wencheng's room.
I saw him with his eyes closed and curled up in the quilt.
I saw his face was red and there was snot hanging from his nose.
Six levels of spiritual cultivation?
He obviously looks like a mortal.
I went to another room and saw a woman coughing and complaining of a headache while pressing her head.
There were two servants standing outside the door, but neither of them dared to go in.
I saw strange red spots all over the woman’s face, hands, and forearms. They were so densely packed that it made people’s scalp numb.
Going to another room, I saw the first doctor of the Wen family, Wen Miao, who was dressed in plain clothes.
Opposite her was a young man with a rough face, half lying and half sitting on the bed.
Wen Cheng's son is also sick?
Well, his face is flushed, he is retching from time to time, and his body is shaking intermittently. He does look sick.
Judging from the whispers of the servants outside the door, it seems that the young master of the Wencheng family still has a headache, and sometimes even loses consciousness and talks nonsense.
In addition to these three people, I also found four sick people in Wencheng's large courtyard.
Two of them took care of the holy demon.
There are two more, well, they are Wenchi and his son's private partners.
Interesting, this family is really interesting.
I wandered around Wencheng's yard a few more times, and finally Wenmiao left a few prescriptions for a few people and came out.
"How about it?"
As soon as Wen Miao walked out of the door of Wencheng's courtyard, she met Wen Shi who was walking in a hurry. The person who came spoke softly, not in a hurry.
Wen Miao sneered and said, "That idiot secretly drank some of the holy blood that was supposed to be dedicated to the God of Wen."
"The whole family drank secretly, more than once. They are idiots, idiots, hopeless."
Wen Miao laughed, carrying her small medicine box and walking away step by step.
Wen Shi stood there, frowning in thought. She didn't know whether Wen Miao's "hopeless" sentence meant that Wen Cheng was too stupid, or that he was hopeless?
"You deserve to die." Wen Miao shouted from a distance, probably because he noticed that Wen Shi didn't move.
Wen Shi nodded slightly at the walking figure.
Wen Miao said this, that means there is no hope.
However, she looked far away in the direction of the dungeon and murmured to herself: "Of all the elders, Wencheng treats the holy demon the most roughly."
Indeed.
I stood in front of her and nodded, deeply convinced.
"Is this your revenge?"
Why?
I looked at the houses and streets reflected in her eyes, and for a moment, I almost thought she was asking me.
Let’s go play with Wenzhu’s orange cat...
A wisp of ghost flies up alone, high in the sky, and far away.
Just like that, it's gone.
One day later, in the dark dungeon, a weak consciousness slowly woke up.
Damn it, what a mess.
They actually dispersed before even seeing the cat.
Alas - I accidentally overestimated myself.
I still have to look for more light.
