When the man in purple robe saw me waking up, he opened his mouth to shout.
I punched his lower abdomen, and he instantly lost the strength to scream, and his whole body arched into the shape of a shrimp.
I got on my horse and pulled off his purple robe and put it on myself to prevent him from being photographed if there was surveillance in this place. The moment of the fight just now was only a second or two. Although it could also be photographed, there was something in it. It was very dark and the feeding port was in the corner, so I took a chance.
Facts have proved that I was right in my bet. There is no surveillance in this place. Maybe these people also think that facing these white snakes every day is disgusting and perverted.
I pressed the purple-robed man under me and said, "From now on, I will ask you questions and answer them. If you are not satisfied with the answers, you can go down and feed the snakes."
He nodded.
I asked some secret questions about his identity and this underground base, and he nodded or shook his head.
As soon as I saw that he was quite sensible, I brought the topic to the point: "Is this the hiding place of your Gu sect?"
He nodded, then shook his head.
I asked him again what this meant.
He asked me if I could talk?
I went up and slapped you in the face and said, "Why the hell am I not letting you talk anymore?"
He said in a hoarse voice: "All the main members of our Gu sect live here, and this is also where we do scientific research."
"Study what?"
"Corpse."
"I heard you talking just now, what do you mean by living and dying?"
"It's just you people. The dead ones will be put into a cold storage, and then there are people like me who push a corpse over every three days to feed the snakes. As for the living people, they will be sent to the scientific research room to extract cerebrospinal fluid, and then mix it with the white snake we collected from the white snake." There is something we call neurotin extracted from the body, and these two things can be used to cultivate zombies with autonomous consciousness."
"How many have you cultivated? Besides, how can there be so many people feeding you snakes?"
"Ten, three of them always follow the young master. I don't know where the other seven have gone. As for food, the young master will send in a group of homeless people or abducted women and children every once in a while. The children's Cerebrospinal fluid is more suitable for cultivating walking corpses, and most women feed it to snakes after using it..." The man in purple robe said this, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally said tremblingly: "Can you please stop feeding me to snakes? I don't want to feed it to snakes either. I don’t want to do such a sinful thing, but my wife and children are in the hands of the young master, so I have to do this.”
I ignored him and continued to ask: "Whose tomb is here?"
"It's the tomb of our ancestor."
"Who? Chi You?"
"Yes Yes."
Obtained the affirmation of the man in purple robe.
My head was immediately confused, Chi You’s tomb?
How come Chi You's tomb is here in southwest Guizhou?
I said: "You didn't lie to me?"
"I swear to my ancestor, if it's a lie, I will go in and feed the snakes voluntarily."
"Then you go and feed the snakes." I took off his clothes and threw him into the feeding chute.
In just an instant, more than a dozen snakes wrapped themselves around him.
But the punch I gave him on the abdomen made it difficult for him to speak, let alone shout.
He could only say in a hoarse voice: "Didn't you say that as long as I confess, you wouldn't feed me to snakes?"
As he sank into the snake pond, I put on the clothes of the purple-robed man and returned to the same place.
As soon as they entered, another purple-robed man, Li Zheng, said, "Li Jiu, why have you been here for so long? Did you feel happy when you saw that boy's thin skin and tender flesh?"
"Fuck you." I pinched my throat and imitated the words of Li Jiu who fed the snakes.
After a while, I held my waist and said, "I'm going to use the toilet, you guys are busy first."
Li Zheng said: "The cerebrospinal fluid extraction room is short of manpower for a while. You might as well go over there. Xiaosi and I are here."
I said yes.
I don't know where the cerebrospinal fluid extraction room is, but the ventilation of this underground experimental base is very good, which means that I can easily find Mr. Zheng and the others.
But finding them now isn't the main key.
They are safe, the key now is Zhu Huan.
Under normal circumstances, Zhu Huan has already been taken to the extraction room or is on his way to the extraction room, so it is correct for me to go to the extraction room.
Recalling the place Li Jiu described to me in my mind, I strode away.
Passing through an arched corridor, it suddenly becomes clear.
This is a huge tomb with some scientific research equipment inside, and two or three people who have fallen into a severe coma are tied to the bed.
Watch me come.
A man in a white coat said: "Li Jiu, why did you come here? Help me."
I walked over quickly.
The white coat handed me the syringe as thick as an adult's wrist: "Draw some blood and test it to see if it matches."
Look at me not moving.
The man in the white coat said, "Li Jiu? Why are you so dazed?"
"Oh, I'm feeling a little uncomfortable. I'll take it now." I grabbed the needle and inserted it into the thigh of the guy on the bed. I drew the bright red blood into the needle.
Despite this, the guy on the bed didn't move at all.
Just when I was hesitating whether to continue smoking, a knife was already pressed against my back.
The white coat said: "You are not Li Jiu, who are you?"
I said, "I am Li Jiu."
"Although Li Jiu is a coward, he will never make such low-level mistakes in his work. Who are you?"
"I'm your father." I turned around suddenly and inserted the syringe in my hand into the white coat's neck. The white coat instantly fell to the ground, twitched a few times and then stopped moving.
The strange thing is that no one inside shouted.
One of them in a white coat said: "If you kill the person in charge, they will not let you go. You should leave quickly."
"who are you?"
"My name is Li Feifan. I am a returnee from overseas. I thought they would give me a decent job, but unexpectedly they tricked me into this place where I never see the light of day."
"Do you know the layout and structure here?"
"Know."
"Take me to find someone and I'll get you out."
"Okay." Li Feifan said, took off his white coat and said, "But if you kill this person, how should you deal with the aftermath?"
"If you don't take care of the aftermath, continue to kill. Take me to find someone first." I pulled Li Feifan and rushed out of the extraction room.
But the few remaining people are already numb. They are used to life and death. Even if the person in charge dies, they are still responsible for extracting the cerebrospinal fluid of the person on the bed.
I asked why.
Li Feifan said that if the person in charge dies, another person in charge will come over soon, and the cerebrospinal fluid is quantitative. If the dose is not extracted today, everyone will not be allowed to eat and will be beaten, so they will continue to work. .
I said nothing.
Li Feifan continued: "Isn't this the same as that? Obviously the enslaver is dead, but the enslaved person still looks like a bitch, looking forward to the arrival of the next enslaver, bitch bones."
Although this doesn't sound good, there is nothing wrong with it to some extent.
The key point is that enslaved people have no capital to resist.
