My talent is resurrection

Chapter 441 I kowtow for kowtow

At night, the guards from the Yao clan came to deliver food, half a bucket of scum was left, and it was randomly thrown into the cell without any bowls and chopsticks, so a few young monks had to eat with their hands.

Chen Jiu glanced at it, then lowered his head, staring at the ground in a daze.

He is the most despised human suffering.

Several young monks looked at Chen Jiu timidly, not daring to make any moves. After waiting for two hours, they couldn't bear the hunger. One of them watched the older boy take steps, stared at Chen Jiu cautiously, and moved Lifting the half-bucket of hogwash, he flashed back quickly.

Several thirteen- and fourteen-year-old boys and girls just ate the swill with their hands in their hands, making their faces dazzled.

Chen Jiu pursed his lips and hooked his head.

After a while, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, very light and slow, arriving in front of Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu raised his black armor, and in front of him stood a yellow and thin girl, who seemed to be startled by Chen Jiu's sudden raising of her head, shrank her body slightly, and stammered timidly.

"You...would you like to...have some too?"

After the little girl finished speaking, she hurriedly lowered her head, not daring to look at Chen Jiu, turned her squinted eyes to the half bucket of hogwash, and said falteringly: "There's still a little more."

Chen Jiu got up slowly, making the chains all over his body ring.

The little girl's expression tightened, her hands were rubbing the tattered clothes with extreme anxiety, her head was hooked even lower, and she almost couldn't help but back away.

After Chen Jiu stood up, he bowed slightly so that he and the little girl were at the same height, and then spoke slowly, making his old and hoarse voice as soft as possible, and asked.

"How old are you?"

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then said timidly: "After this year, it will be eleven."

"What's your name?" Chen Jiu asked again.

"Bai Qi, white white, praying for blessings." The little girl Bai Qi replied timidly, her eyes lowered, but she still didn't dare to look directly at Chen Jiu.

Chen Jiu smiled lightly, and continued to ask gently: "How did you get to this place?"

The little girl rubbed the corner of her clothes, and said in a low voice: "The monster clan entered the sect, the elders were unwilling to surrender, and they were all dead. I was too young to keep them alive, so I was locked up in this prison."

Chen Jiu nodded, and asked again: "Are you afraid?"

Bai Qi nodded his head hesitantly, then shook his head quickly, pretending to be tough and said, "I'm not afraid."

"Excellent." Chen Jiu praised Bai Qi, squatted down again, waved his hands, and said with a smile: "I don't need to eat, you can share it."

Bai Qi nodded his head, stepped back quickly, and squeezed together with those companions again.

Among them, the young man who came forward with half a bucket of hogwash should be the leader, looking at Chen Jiu from time to time, very vigilant.

This young man ate the least and distributed it to others.

Looking at these boys and girls, Chen Jiu licked the bucket of water clean without leaving any water stains, but it was still not enough, they were all half full.

Chen Jiu watched from the side, speechless in a daze.

After the meal, several teenagers huddled together to keep warm and fell asleep.

Chen Jiu didn't dare to move, for fear of disturbing them.

About early in the morning, the oldest leading boy walked up to Chen Jiu lightly, knelt down, kowtowed to Chen Jiu, and begged softly: "Please spare our lives."

Chen Jiu was dumbfounded for a moment, supported the boy with one hand, and said softly, "I won't harm you."

The boy looked a little more relaxed, and wanted to kowtow to Chen Jiu, but he was dragged by Chen Jiu with one hand, unable to bend down, so he could only repeat, "Thank you, thank you..."

Between words, it is very humble.

Chen Jiu patted the young man's tattered clothes on the shoulder, but he was speechless for a long time, and finally he could only ask, "What's your name?"

"Zhang Changsheng." The boy replied.

Chen Jiu was silent for a while, nodded and said, "It's a good name."

"En." The young man just nodded, seeing that Chen Jiu had no words, but he didn't dare to retreat casually.

Chen Jiu saw Zhang Changsheng's restraint, smiled slightly, waved his hand and said, "It's okay, let's go back."

Zhang Changsheng hurriedly responded and retreated. When he left, he did not forget to kowtow to Chen Jiu, and respectfully said, "Thank you, my lord."

In fact, to these young little monks, the monks who came in were considered adults, they were the most humble existence in this prison, and even the first-level monks who were prisoners could step on them.

After all, among the few people, only Zhang Changsheng has embarked on the road of cultivation and has just opened his tendons.

Not bad for a teenager, but not enough for a prisoner.

The rest of the teenagers were actually not asleep, they woke up when Zhang Changsheng got up, but they all kept silent and ignored him.

The little girl Bai Qi tightly closed her eyes, clutched the corner of her clothes tightly with one hand, and her teeth were shaking. She was afraid that Chen Jiu would get violent and kill one of them again.

The monk who came not long ago killed one of them and ate his flesh and blood, saying it was meat.

At that time, Bai Qi was so frightened that he lost his mind, his body trembled, and tears flowed down his face.

Later, the monk was taken away, and after a few days, Chen Jiu came.

Although Chen Jiu was not a bad person in words, Bai Qi was really terrified. The eleven-year-old girl didn't want to die.

Most of the time, Bai Qi wants to turn into a little mouse in the prison cell, crawling in and out along the cracks, so that he can go to the place where the waste food is dumped and eat enough. If he is lucky, he can even eat a few mouthfuls of minced meat.

Bai Qi couldn't help pursing the corners of his mouth, his whole face was taut, holding back his tears.

she thinks.

If only she were a mouse.

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In the next few days, Chen Jiu and the young men lived in peace, got a little familiar with each other, and chatted for a few words.

Chen Jiu also learned about the origins of the young men. They were all from little-known sects. They were imprisoned in this prison for three years, and they didn't even step into a single realm. They were able to survive this prison for three years. It can only be said that the aptitude is better than ordinary people.

There are seven teenagers in total, except for Zhang Changsheng and Bai Qi, the remaining three are from the same sect, and the other two are from another sect.

Other than that, Chen Jiu didn't ask any more questions.

On the seventh day, the cell door opened, Sishe stood outside, and gave Chen Jiu a look, "Let's go."

Chen Jiu stood up upon hearing this, and walked out slowly.

The teenagers huddled together, lowered their heads, not daring to look at Chen Jiu and Si She.

Another group arena, another half-step heavenly man.

Chen Jiu, who took two dragon-locking chains, instantly killed three half-step celestial beings, two monsters, and a cultivator from the sect outside with six moves and six breaths.

The speed of killing is appalling!

The spectators on the stage almost immediately confirmed that this armor-masked man was in the realm of a celestial being, and he should be an extremely powerful celestial being!
Chen Jiu quietly walked towards the way he came, Si Snake was already waiting for him at the entrance.

When the two walked halfway, Chen Jiu suddenly asked, "Can I add some meat to tonight's meal?"

Si Snake, who turned his back to Chen Jiu, raised the corner of his mouth, turned around, and smiled at Chen Jiu: "Of course, as long as you kneel down and kowtow to beg me."

"Boom."

Chen Jiu knelt down straight and kowtowed quickly, so fast that Si Snake was a little surprised.

"You really don't want to lose face." Si Snake laughed.

Chen Jiu put his head on the ground and said nothing.

Just give it back to Zhang Changsheng.

(End of this chapter)