long night walk

Chapter 615 War Slaves
After the battle was over, Mencius came up to meet him immediately. He looked at Bai Lian excitedly and said, "Brother Sichen, why are you here?"

Just as Bai Lian was about to speak, he saw a layer of death on the weak face of the young monk who was resting on his shoulder.

His gaze moved, and he said in a deep voice, "Save people first."

Mencius came to his senses: "That's right! Save people first, save people first."

His breathing was very disordered, and he obviously suffered serious internal injuries, but he still handed Jiang Shaoyu to Bai Lian in an orderly manner.

Mencius carefully untied his outer shirt and spread it on the ground, and then carefully placed him on the ground covered with a layer of clothes.

Jiang Shaoyu's mind was obviously a little unclear at this time, he grabbed Meng Zifei's sleeve tightly, opened his mouth wide, and said in shortness of breath, "Help me... save me... I don't want to die."

Mencius patted the back of his hand to comfort him, then lowered his body and frowned to check the injury on his leg.

The broken foot that was torn apart by the vaginal hand has been unable to continue, not to mention the torn muscles and bones, and there is still a layer of bluish gray that is obviously poisonous in the uneven and bloody wound, which is constantly moving toward the calf. Spread, now up the thigh.

Mencius made a decisive decision without any hesitation, and cut off his whole leg with the horizontal sword.

At this time, Jiang Shaoyu had been eroded by the poison of the vaginal hand, and the pain was gone. His pale lips didn't even tremble. He just looked sadly at his broken leg that flew out, and unconsciously tensed. body, said in a shy voice: "Thank you... Thank you Brother Meng for saving me..."

Mencius hurriedly said: "It's all right now, Brother Sichen saved us, we'll be fine tonight."

Jiang Shaoyu looked at Bai Li'an with deep respect and gratitude, and said, "Thank you, brother, for your generous help."

"You're welcome." Bai Lian had wound medicine to stop the bleeding on his body, and after a simple bandage and treatment of his wound, he said, "What's going on in this valley? I saw a lot of stables built in the mountain, and a large number of people were detained in it." A human monk, it looks like..."

Mencius smiled bitterly, and said, "It looks like cattle, sheep, and livestock raised in captivity, doesn't it?"

Bai Lian didn't answer his question, but just looked into Meng Zifei's eyes and asked, "Farewell to Guishan, where did Mr. Meng go? I searched for you at the Bronze Gate for a long time, but I didn't find any trace of you. I thought What happened to Mr. Meng inside the bronze gate?"

Mencius's expression froze slightly, then he slowly lowered his head, and gently wiped the long sword between his arms and wrists with his sleeve.

This is the most common habit he has in his daily life. Every time he has something on his mind, he will subconsciously wipe the dust whisk in his arm.

It's just that Fuchen's old sword is no longer there, and the sword in his hand at this moment, which Bai Lian has never seen him wear before, is obviously a new spirit sword.

Mencius was silent for a long time, and when Bai Lian thought he was deliberately avoiding this question, he suddenly spoke again: "Brother Sichen, don't test me with words."

Mencius raised his head, the pupils in his eye sockets were too deep, as if burning with fire, he confessed seriously and frankly: "You guessed right, I... have taken refuge in the demon clan."

Bai Lian was slightly surprised by his confession.

On the contrary, Jiang Shaoyu, who was recovering from his injuries with his eyes closed, was caught off guard when he heard these words, and his ears seemed to explode like thunder.

He hurriedly opened his eyes and looked at him incredulously, and said, "How could brother Meng join the demon clan?! What are you kidding me about?"

If it was a greedy life and fear of death who took refuge in the demons, how could he resolutely rescue him in such a desperate situation just now.

Mencius was not so frank, but it made it difficult for Bai Lian to continue to question him.

Bai Lian didn't seem to care about Mencius's non-surrender to the demons, he just looked at the sword in his arm, shook his head, and said, "It's just a pity that with that sword and whisk, Mr. It's really worth it."

Mencius's body trembled slightly, a sense of scariness rose from his throat, his complexion was faintly pale, and his thoughts were not in place. After a long while, he murmured, "Brother Sichen, can you blame me?"

Bai Lian shook his head, and said: "Those with thin land don't produce big things, and those with shallow water don't swim big fish. Mr. Meng is not a thing in a pond. A rotten dung beetle can turn into a cicada. Mr. Meng follows the demon As for why, you have your own calculations in your heart, and you don’t need outsiders to judge. I am not a saint who punishes all evil in the world, and second, a Taoist priest who kills demons and eliminates demons. One word of resentment is too heavy."

Mencius Fei's eyes darkened, he smiled self-ashamedly, and said: "A gentleman has the capacity to tolerate others, but a villain has a heart of jealousy, but Meng is short-sighted."

Bai Lian didn't think he had much room for people.

It's just that there are countless demons and ghosts in this world, and he himself is definitely not a kind person.

If he had to complain and be annoyed because a human monk took refuge in the demon clan, wouldn't it be a bit too tiring to live.

He's just not that cynical.

Bai Li'an wiped off the demon blood on Tiance Junshan sword, and said: "Since Mr. Meng surrendered to the demon clan, why did he fall from here? Also, in this valley, why are so many humans killed?" Banned?"

Mencius' face was full of bitterness and unbearable, he explained: "These are war slaves."

"War slave?"

"Well, it's similar to those demons who have been suppressed and subdued in various fairy palace sects in the world. Taixuanzong, Cangwu Palace, and Tianxi Sword Sect each set up Zhenmo Mountain, Punishment Hall, and Sin Sword Pool to detain their subordinates. The demons that the disciples surrendered, and this Baiqiu Mountain is exactly the slave war camp that the demons built for us human monks."

"The demons in the human world will be subdued and suppressed by the forces of the immortal sect, and in the demon world, every year there will be talented disciples carefully cultivated by hundreds of immortal sects to sneak into the demon world, monitor all major events in the demon world, and report important news. pass on to the world.

In the past thousands of years, countless genius monks have been buried in the devil world, but at the same time, it is precisely because of these people that I have been able to avoid devastating disasters many times. "

"These monks have extremely heavy responsibilities, but once their identities are revealed and they fall into the hands of the demons, they will be nailed to slave chains, exiled to this Baiqiu mountain, and become war slaves for the monsters in the mountain to train, have fun, and even It is to fill the stomach.

And those who can spend three years safely in these Baiqiu Mountains can re-summon the Demon City, hand in the certificate of swearing, and swear that they will be used by the Demon Race for the rest of their lives. A soldier with a sharp blade. "

Speaking of this, Mencius laughed at himself, and said: "I am ashamed to say that I, Meng, am not a hero who sacrificed his life for righteousness, nor a gentleman who cares about the world. Abandoned and humiliated, reduced to this point, it is really the fault of oneself.”

Jiang Shaoyu was originally very disgusted and conflicted by his self-reported affair with the devil, but now he is full of remorse in his words, and he can show his wrongdoing and wrongdoing without any concealment.

On the contrary, this magnanimity made him a little bit admired.

"Brother Meng, don't criticize yourself too much, people are not sages, they all hide selfishness.

The demons are cunning and cunning, and they are good at bewitching and playing with people's hearts. Although it is not right for you to find the way of the devil for a while, it is better to have a heart that distinguishes between good and evil. Now that you have remorse, you can correct your mistakes. Like brooding. "

Under Jiang Shaoyu's gentle persuasion, Mencius still didn't seem to be so easy to let go, he just forced a smile and stopped talking.

Regarding Meng Zifei's self-abandonment and self-mockery, Bai Lian didn't express too many thoughts. He glanced under the collars of the two of them and saw a metal collar engraved with patterns.

The collar was a snap ring that seemed easily removable, but neither man took off the humiliating emblem.

"The slave lock that Mr. Meng mentioned is this thing on your neck?"

Mr. Meng nodded and said, "Exactly."

Bai Lian looked at it twice, and there seemed to be something in the collar: "This slave lock seems to be unable to lock people's cultivation. Just now I saw that Mr. Meng's physical skills are still the same, and he has not been affected by it in the slightest. Why don't you use the night to escape from this valley?" , Find a way to leave the Demon Realm."

Jiang Shaoyu clenched his fists angrily, and said: "We always want to leave this ghostly place, but the methods of tormenting people by the demons are too clever. This circle is not harmful to our cultivation, but this slave lock is Don't stay too far away from the key, if you leave the mountain without authorization, you will definitely end up with a decapitated body."

Although Mencius felt ashamed about the collar around his neck, he did not hide it in front of Bai Lian. Instead, he graciously opened the collar to reveal the whole picture.

"Besides, this slave lock seems to be able to be dismantled by itself, but in fact, a seven-inch long iron spike is made on the inner circle of the back of the neck. When the collar is put on, the iron spike will go all the way from the back of the neck inserted deep into the spine.

If the collar is forcibly taken off, the power in the iron thorn will lose control in an instant, and it will break our spine inch by inch, making us useless for a lifetime, and there will be no day to recover. "

The method of the demons is really clever, it is a different way to torture people into unspeakable suffering.

They clearly have a hundred ways to trample the lives and dignity of these human monks under their feet, but they just want to leave a glimmer of hope for others.

Dignity, alive, you can only choose one of the two.

Whether it is Mencius Fei or Jiang Shaoyu, they all have the ability to untie this humiliating collar.

But once this ring is taken off, it is tantamount to breaking one's own spine, how can one struggle to survive in this chaotic night.

But if you let the collar cover your neck in order to survive this chaotic night, it means that you have ruined your human dignity with your own hands.

The pain and entanglement in it can't be summed up in words.

Three years...

If someone was able to live in this mountain without dignity like a domestic animal for three years, the sharpness and arrogance of his body would have been wiped out, and if he was used by the demons again, he would hardly dare to have a trace of the opposite sex in his life.

The method of the Mozu is no different from training a dog.

"I haven't seen any demon generals guarding humans in the mountains, so who is in charge of the humans and demons in this mountain?"

Mencius straightened his collar, and said: "There is a clear hierarchy in this mountain, even humans who have been reduced to war slaves will try their best to stand higher in the slave camp, win privileges, and make themselves more comfortable. .

Those who are stronger and willing to be the driver of the demons will be given the right to govern us, so such people will not need to be prey at night to be preyed upon by demons.

But the real masters here are still the monsters in the mountains. The war slaves who have spent the night safely will not dare to hide themselves, and will return to their cages honestly, not daring to make mistakes. "

Bai Lian was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Cupping human beings, feeding demons, and nurturing war slaves, are these the meanings of the demon king?"

Meng Zifei was taken aback, then smiled wryly, "It's only been a few days since I first entered the Demon Realm, so Meng doesn't know who made this rule."

Fortunately, Jiang Shaoyu, who has been lurking in the devil world for ten years, can solve Bai Lian's doubts.

"I know this well. The Demon Lord is not very interested in human beings. Basically, any human beings who have collided with her will not survive the second day. She also does not like to keep humans in the Demon Realm. I heard that the person who built Baiqiu Mountain is Milu, the Young Lord of the Demon Race."

It turned out to be Miro.

Bai Lian put the polished Tiance Junshan Sword into its sheath.

At this time, Meng Zifei said with some hesitation in his voice: "Brother Sichen, Meng knows that he is not good enough for you to save me, but I am innocent, can you please save me, a mortal?" Apprentice."

Bai Lian's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes became a little serious: "You also involved Miss Xiaolan?!"

Mencius was deeply guilty and regretful: "Because I made a mistake at the time, implicating innocent people, cramp and stripping bones are all trivial to me, but my apprentice has never done evil things, and I hope Brother Sichen will see him in those days. Under the friendship of Kong Cangshan, at least... At least I can save my apprentice."

Bai Lian stopped talking nonsense and said in a deep voice, "Lead the way."

"Thank you, Brother Si Chen, for your righteous rescue!" Mencius Fei was overjoyed, he bent down to help Jiang Shaoyu, and when he turned around, his nose bumped against a mountain wall.

But when he sat down, there was obviously nothing behind him.

The sudden change caused his face to lose all color, and cold sweat spread all over his body.

It's the small mountain on the back of the man-faced ape!
But just now, the mountain behind the ape's back was clearly pushed out by Bai Lian, when it unexpectedly appeared behind him without a sound.

Not to mention that Mencius hadn't noticed it yet, even Bai Li'an, who had been paying attention to the surrounding environment all the time, couldn't react.

It was as if the hill disappeared in an instant, and then appeared behind Meng Zifei in an instant.

Just as Mencius Fei was stiff and at a loss, a human face slowly emerged from the mountain.

Strangely, the facial features of that human face were exactly the same as Mencius Fei's.

His facial features were distorted and painful, as if being tortured, and the hollow eyes made of stone kept oozing fine blood.

The picture is so weird that it makes one's scalp tingle.

The mouth of that face opened and closed, and made a curse-like sound with unknown syllables. As soon as it entered the ear, it seemed that thousands of needles had pierced the eardrum.

The voice seemed to have an invisible magic power. Mencius Fei wanted to escape and retreat immediately, but his legs grew on the ground like roots.

His face was stiff, and he opened his mouth uncontrollably along with the face on the mountain.

The distorted human face let out a rapid and sharp hissing sound, and the pure white essence visible to the naked eye continuously overflowed from Meng Zifei's mouth and nose, and was continuously absorbed by that face.

In just the blink of an eye, the gravel on that human face continued to peel off, revealing human-like skin.

On the other hand, Meng Zifei's face was gradually mottled and petrified, condensing the frightened and distorted expression on his face.

(End of this chapter)