I rely on metaphysics to keep the boss alive and get rich

Chapter 131 The Blood Pool in the Cave

Around the altar, there are some objects and magic tools needed for the sacrifice, and Yun Sangyu is quite familiar with these.

Although the righteous and the evil are incompatible, many of the principles are still the same.

The difference is that decentness takes protecting the common people as its own responsibility, and will not harm others.

The evil faction, on the other hand, is a refined egoist who often cares nothing about human life.

The old man put the man on the altar, and when he saw the red and swollen face of the child, his expression changed instantly.

Just, very angry very angry kind.

Pick up the phone directly and dial.

The person on the phone was still very excited:

"Master, is there anything else to order?"

Ah.

The old man sneered:
"Who told you to touch him?"

"Ah? Master, what do you mean by that?"

Obviously didn't respond.

An old man:

"Did I say that I must ensure that he will not lose a single hair? Do you know how many things will be delayed just because of your recklessness?"

On the phone, the man choked for a while:

"I'm sorry, master, the child has been crying and crying. It would be bad if someone finds out, so I... couldn't hold back my hands."

Ha ha.

Two more sneers:

"The final payment will be halved."

hiss!
As soon as these words came out, the people on the phone were shocked:

"Master, Master, I really didn't do it on purpose, I just couldn't hold back."

Half of the final payment, that's not a small amount!
The man still wants to finish this vote, and he will wash his hands in the gold basin from then on.

However, the old man either called to discuss it, or gave a notice, so he hung up the phone directly.

Seeing this scene, Yun Sangyu was curious: Can't she be injured?
What exactly do you want to do?

But obviously, the old man will not give an explanation for the time being.

Walking to the farthest corner of the cave, there is a simple wooden shelf, and the shelves are full of bottles and cans.

The old man picked up one of them precisely, and returned to the sacrificial altar again.

He unscrewed the cork, bent down, and poured something out of the bottle.

Yun Sangyu didn't dare to get too close, it took her a while to see clearly, it turned out that the bottle contained trauma medicine.

But, is this old man really so kind?

No, absolutely impossible!
I don't know what the ingredients are in the medicine, but the effect is very obvious. The red and swollen face of the little devil's head obviously disappeared a lot after applying the medicine once.

The old man wiped it again afterwards, his movements were very light and gentle, as if he was afraid of hurting the child again.

Unfortunately, sometimes what you see with your own eyes is not necessarily true!
After wiping the medicine three times in succession, the old man put the bottle back on the shelf, and then came to the blood pool, muttering for a while and didn't know what he was talking about.

At this time, the bubbling sound of "gudong" and "gudong" in the blood pool became louder, and at the same time, white smoke rose around.

hiss!
what's the situation?
Why is it so weird?
What is under the pool of blood?
There is a growing sense of bad feeling.

Could it be that there is something practicing down there?

Thinking of this, Yun Sangyu widened her eyes and stared at the blood pool.

However, within a short period of time, nothing appeared in the blood pool except for the bubbling sound of 'Gudong'.

The old man was not in a hurry, and even said softly to Xuechi:

"Take your time, don't panic, everything is ready for you."

???

At this moment, Yun Sangyu was [-]% sure that there was really something under the blood pool!

(End of this chapter)