At this moment, Gu Jianlin's mood was inexplicably complicated.
Because even his first impression of the so-called degenerate was not very good.
Whether it was Li Changzhi at the beginning or the clown later.
Or maybe these people in the Gravedigger organization, without exception, all have very serious mental problems. Brutality and bloodthirsty are their labels. They are exactly the kind of madmen who are swallowed up by desire and are as cruel as wild beasts.
Even though those people in the Ether Association kept talking about the son of the Fallen, which made him extremely irritated, he just wanted to vindicate his father and prove that there was someone else responsible for the Blood Moon Massacre, nothing more.
But he never thought about the Fallen.
In fact, Cheng Youyu was even more shocked and confused, because the family education he had received since childhood and the influence he had received since joining the Ether Association all believed that fallen people were symbols of sin and extremely dangerous.
But in this shelter, what they felt was pure kindness.
The reason why there is no suspicion of conspiracy is simple.
Except that Lu Zicheng doesn't know how to trick people.
Look at what this group of people has become.
What else can they try to do with you?
"Brother, let your companions... be released first."
Wanwan said softly: "Although we can't detoxify them now, they need to get a good rest, otherwise they may be tortured by nightmares in the middle of the night, leaving some sequelae."
Gu Jianlin was stunned for a moment: "Okay, thank you."
Cheng Youyu still had some energy left, so he quickly worked with him to release the two unconscious teammates.
Wanwan trotted all the way and opened a door.
There turned out to be a slightly tidy room, because there were two relatively comfortable beds with mattresses.
There is also a small fan connected to an outdoor power supply.
Nie Xiangsi and Zhang Cheng were placed on the left and right beds respectively, with cold sweat on their faces and frowning.
It seemed like a nightmare.
"This room is specially used for sick people. They have been poisoned by mental toxins and can only survive on their own before taking the corresponding antidote. But they should all be very powerful sublimators, right? There should be no problem." Wan Wan squatted on the ground, turned on the outdoor power supply, and then turned on the small fan.
The power supply still has 15% of power left, and I probably wouldn't want to use it normally.
At this time, Uncle Sun at the door came pushing a broken wooden wheelchair and placed a handful of white grass on the ground.
This handful of grass was blown by the fan and emitted a strange fragrance.
After Nie Xiangsi and Zhang Cheng inhaled it, their mental state was obviously much better.
After doing all this, Uncle Sun left without saying anything.
Wanwan ran to the rest area again, where there was a water tank taller than her.
She stepped up on the stool lightly, took a whole bottle of water, and took a sip first.
He went to the supply store to fry some firewood and threw it into the cooking stove.
She took out the paper box in her pocket, looked at the few matches, and frowned.
But she lit a piece of firewood and started a fire to boil water.
Finally, I ran to wash a few clean cups and poured a few glasses of water.
"Brother, give your friend some water."
Wanwan came over with several cups.
Gu Jianlin saw all this and silently took the water glass: "Thank you."
He found that this kettle was rarely used, because most people here drank raw water directly.
Just to take care of them, they boiled water.
"Little sister, are there a shortage of matches here?"
Cheng Youyu hesitated and asked cautiously.
"Well, originally Aunt Shanshan was a heavenly master and could control elemental abilities. But because she often had to take natural grass to suppress distortion, her abilities also began to degrade. She barely retained the ability of the water element, which can ensure that everyone drinks Getting clean water can help food be preserved longer. As for making a fire, there are other ways."
Wanwan smiled and said, "I once had an uncle who taught me how to drill wood to make fire."
When Cheng Youyu heard this, he subconsciously touched his pocket, trying to find a lighter.
But I didn't touch it.
There was an attack tonight and he didn't bring it out.
Gu Jianlin also had many questions to ask, but the little girl pursed her lips, smiled, and ran away again.
After a while, Wanwan and the one-armed woman holding the child came over.
There were three more buns in Wanwan's hand, padded with newspapers.
"These are the buns made by Aunt Shanshan. Although they are a bit cold, they are delicious."
Wanwan handed the buns to them: "These are meat buns."
Aunt Shanshan smiled at them, very tenderly.
Gu Jianlin was stunned and subconsciously took the three buns.
It can be seen that I made it myself. There are a few black spots on the dough and the dough is a bit hard.
Although it's a bit cold, you can still smell the fragrance.
"Well, we're not hungry..."
Cheng Youyu is actually quite discerning. If everyone is like this, how can he still eat other people's food?
Wanwan was stunned, biting her lips, and whispered: "Don't dislike it. The black spots on this bun are not dirt. Although we made it ourselves, it won't be contagious or anything."
Cheng Youyu thought that the girl had misunderstood, so he quickly turned around and asked for help.
Gu Jianlin had already stuffed the bun into his mouth and said calmly: "Thank you, it's delicious."
At this time, Cheng Youyu also realized what he was doing. He quickly took the bun, stuffed it into his mouth, and said vaguely: "Oh, Brother Lin, you are so serious. If you had told me to eat it earlier, I wouldn't have shied away! It's so late at night, I’m starving to death.”
Seeing this, Wanwan stuck out her tongue playfully and left with the woman holding the child.
What did they do?
I went to the stove and cooked three potatoes.
Wanwan was squatting on the bench, eating boiled potatoes in small bites, looking very satisfied.
Just from time to time, I still glance over here.
"Brother Lin."
Cheng Youyu felt a little uncomfortable and asked, "Has she seen you?"
Gu Jianlin ate all the buns, stood up and took a drink of water without saying anything.
"Brother Lin, I actually feel that what they said is true. I just observed that the people here seem to be from the association. Those guards have obviously been trained by the association, and there are also those sleeping on the bunks. , even though they are snoring, they are actually alert, and many of them sleep in tactical postures."
Cheng Youyu couldn't help but said: "But, how could it be like this?"
Gu Jianlin stood up and said, "Just go and ask."
The old man was still keeping vigil for his companions, closing his eyes to rest.
He didn't open his eyes until Gu Jianlin sat in front of him.
"What's up?"
the old man asked calmly.
Gu Jianlin had so many questions he wanted to ask, and he didn't know where to start.
"Uncle."
Cheng Youyu was more experienced than him and couldn't help but ask: "Why are you gathering here? In fact, I heard my family say that the natural grass in the super ancient ruins can suppress distortion, but that is at the expense of oneself. Human methods. Although you won’t hurt others if you do that, but if you continue like this, you will also..."
He couldn't help but say these three words: "I won't live long."
The old man smiled and said, "Because I don't want to hurt anyone, there is no other way."
Cheng Youyu couldn't help but said: "Then why do you want to live in..."
The old man explained: "There is no other place to live. The outside world is covered by deep space and cannot accommodate us. Even the forbidden area is thanks to Minister Lu, the power of the Lu family and her position. That way, we won’t all be hiding around. But there are some things that even she, the minister, can’t do anything about. After all, there is a saint in Fengcheng.”
"I had an old friend who was helping me outside before, but now something happened to him and I can't contact him."
He said softly: "I don't know what happened to that guy."
Cheng Youyu didn't know what to say for a while and asked, "Then why don't you live in the walled city?"
Gu Jianlin couldn't figure out why they were huddled underground.
The old man was silent for a few seconds and said faintly: "Because the seal of the Immortal Palace has become looser and looser. I don't know what happened half a year ago. Black Cloud City Walled City suddenly surged out with the strength of a large number of fallen people, annexing many large and small people. The Fallen. The Gravediggers, I don’t know if you’ve heard of them.”
"I don't know who else is behind this group of people, and they even dare to break into the depths of the lower fairy palace."
He sighed: "Those who are obedient will be enslaved by them, and those who are disobedient will be killed by them. We don't want to be with them, so we can only hide in the base built by our old friends and survive."
Gu Jianlin understood.
This life is like a mole.
They cannot see the sun, and there is no room for them in the world of normal people.
But in the dark world, it is inevitable to live a life of licking blood from the knife's edge.
They are unwilling to harm others, and even take drugs to exercise self-restraint at the expense of their lives.
"In Black Cloud City, money is useless. We all barter for things, using the resources mined outside the Immortal Palace to exchange for the items we need. So, little brother, I accept your wishes."
The old man looked at the little fat man and said gently: "After you go out, don't mention me to anyone, and don't think about coming to deliver supplies or anything. I am the official wanted person of the association, a sinner who was bewitched by the power of the ancient gods and killed my companions. Once your behavior is monitored, it will be over for you, your family, and all of us."
Cheng Youyu was stunned, but he didn't expect his mind to be seen through.
Gu Jianlin's eyes narrowed.
A sinner who kills his companions.
I see.
This is why Lu Zicheng asked him to come and take a look.
Because there are a group of people like his father living here.
"My dad didn't do those things."
Wan Wan suddenly said: "He is a good person, but he was framed."
The old man touched his daughter's head and said nothing.
Gu Jianlin was silent for a long time and suddenly asked: "Uncle, do you know me?"
The old man said nothing, and Wan Wan also raised her head and stared at him.
"In other words, you know someone who is very similar to me."
Gu Jianlin paused: "His name is Gu Cian, right?"
When Wanwan heard the name, she stared at him blankly, her eyes lighting up.
"You look so much like him."
The old man smiled: "You are his son, right? Since that incident, I can't contact him anymore. I thought he had fled far away with you, but I didn't expect you But he still stays in Fengcheng.”
"Wanwan has been waiting for him to come back."
He said: "Lao Gu, is he okay?"
Gu Jianlin didn't know what to say for a while.
Because the girl in the man's arms lit up her eyes for the first time, shining brightly.
Shining brightly in the darkness, full of hope.
It turns out that there are people in this world besides him who are waiting for that man to come back.
He moved his lips, but could not tell the news of the man's death.
"This underground base was actually built by your father."
The old man pointed into the darkness: "That's the room he left there. You can go and have a look."
