Mountain dwelling practice: I am a gentle guest in the world

Chapter 469

In the underground passage of Chiba Island, oil lamps were lit on the walls, and the flames swayed in the breeze. Because of the wind, the passage originally only had one direction and was filled with stench. Now, all the underground passages are gloomy, damp, cold, and smelly.

Because at the end of the smelly passage is an altar, blood would flow like a river and flesh and bones would turn into mud on the first and fifteenth days of every month.

After a long time, it will naturally become fishy and smell bad.

Regular cleaning became the most uncomfortable thing for the errand boys, but they were all ordinary people with low magic talent. They could only run errands and do odd jobs, and they had to do whatever their superiors told them to do. They belonged to the lowest class.

"You're too slow. Hurry up." The overseer's shout echoed in the empty underground altar. "What are you dawdling for? Do you want to stay? How about I help you?"

The supervisor sat on the cliff platform above the sacrificial pit, drinking tea with relish, not minding the fishy smell at all.

The entire sacrificial pit was about half the size of a football field, and the ground at the bottom of the pit was covered with rune tunnels, as thick as small ditches. It was actually quite easy to clean, and several people held the water pipes and directly flushed it with water.

The only thing to be afraid of is that the supervisor on duty has a mental problem and deliberately makes things difficult for the low-level soldiers for fun.

For example, although it clearly requires three people to clean the sacrificial pit each time, if the supervisor is in a bad mood that day, he will only choose one person to complete the work of three people within the limited time.

If you fail to complete it, you might be on the list of offerings on the first or fifteenth day of the next lunar month.

In order to avoid such a fate, the soldiers would often find the supervisor and promise him benefits when they failed to complete their tasks, or allow him to do whatever he wanted.

But if the supervisor deliberately wants to take the other person's life, then there is nothing to say.

"Liu Feng," the supervisor crossed his legs, sipped a cup of tea, and leisurely called a person's name, "The holy coffin has not been cleaned manually for a long time. Today I will grant you a favor. Wash it. Wash it carefully and cleanly."

The handsome young man who was washing the sacrificial pit with a water pipe looked up in astonishment, then nodded:
"okay."

As he spoke, he held the water pipe and walked to a row of sarcophagi on the altar platform. He adjusted the angle and focused on flushing the first sarcophagus.

“Hey, hey, hey, Liu Feng,” the supervisor’s angry voice came from the platform above the pit, “Do you not understand what I’m saying? What is manual cleaning? Zhou Lin, you guys teach him what manual cleaning means.”

Everyone understood what this meant immediately. Liu Feng had offended the supervisor or other small bosses at some point and was about to be sacrificed.

It was others who were facing death, while the rest of the people were secretly rejoicing and happy to follow orders.

"Xiao Jianfeng," Liu Feng asked loudly before the two men came forward, "I don't think I have ever offended you, but you have been causing trouble for me time and time again. Does Sister La know about this?"

He was not stupid. The holy coffin, like the sacrificial pit, had been directly washed with a water pipe in the past.

Ordinary people are not allowed to touch it. If they do, it means they are destined to lie in it. There are stone spikes at the bottom of the coffin, and everyone knows what the long stone slabs that meet the specifications are used for.

This is how the blood stains in the rune tunnel under the steps came about.

Not to mention that he knew this story, even if he didn't, he had at least heard of this ignorant and dark custom of hitting a living person with a stake.

The sinister intention of asking him to jump in and clean it manually is self-evident.

"Tsk," the supervisor sneered, "You don't have to bring up Sister La to intimidate me, kid. I just asked you to clean the holy coffin manually. But you despised the holy coffin, fearing that it would dirty your hands. If the higher-ups heard this, not only you, but also Sister La would be buried with you.

Go wash it quickly if you know what's good for you. If you make a big deal out of it, even Sister La can't save you!"

It sounded as if he would be alright if he obeyed, but Liu Feng knew that the supervisor had bad intentions and that he would surely die if he jumped in. Seeing the two cheap colleagues approaching, he immediately pointed the water pipe in his arms at the two of them and turned on the water. Suddenly there was chaos below, but the supervisor who was high above was not panicked, and he watched the three people chasing each other leisurely.

As he looked around, he occasionally glanced around in confusion.

I don't know why, but I always feel like someone is watching me from all around. I touched my forehead, nothing happened. I stood up and looked at both sides of the door. There was a long blood-red rune painted on each side where the couplets were posted, nothing unusual.

This rune is a gatekeeper rune issued by the higher-ups. Without the token from the higher-ups, you can't enter or leave.

I didn't find anything unusual, maybe it was just my illusion.

But he dared not let his guard down. Outsiders could not come in, but insiders could come in and out as they pleased if they held a token. For example, the airborne captain Ala, that evil woman was recognized as someone who was in Cao's camp but her heart was with Han, but someone above her was protecting her.

The witch was as warm as spring breeze to outsiders, but as cold as the winter in December to her own people.

If she found out that he was going to kill someone around her, he would most likely be the one to die. Actually, he didn't want to provoke this crazy sister, but he didn't dare to disobey the order from above.

"Sister La? I just asked him to clean the holy trough, nothing else."

At such a sensitive moment, you cannot say the word "coffin" so as not to irritate certain people.

Besides, even if he had other ideas, they were conveyed from above. If she had any opinions, she could go to the higher-ups to make things right. What was the point of making things difficult for these little minions?
He knows nothing, he is just the leader of a running group...

As soon as the thought came to my mind, my mind went blank.

The next moment, the supervisor jumped down from the cliff platform and landed in the stone trough with a thud. The trough was immediately filled with the sound of flesh being pierced, and a long stone slab fell from midair with a bang...

Soon, a bright red liquid flowed out of the tunnel that had just been cleaned.

This scene happened so suddenly that the two people who were besieging Liu Feng were so frightened that they stood there in a daze. When they came to their senses, they found that Liu Feng was gone, and the supervisor was also gone. Then they realized that the person who had just fallen into the stone trough was the supervisor.

Thinking of this, the two of them turned pale and were at a loss.

The supervisor had died tragically in front of them, and the superiors would be furious, and they would certainly be pissed off. The two men trembled all over, looked at each other blankly, gritted their teeth, and ran to the door at the same time.

When they found that they could run out of the door smoothly, they were ecstatic and began to carefully choose a passage to leave...

Liu Feng was also confused at this time. Before he could figure out what was going on, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he instinctively raised his hand to block it. He had been underground for a long time and had not been to the surface to receive sunlight for a long time. He was a little uncomfortable.

The sudden light is particularly dazzling.

"Who is it?" He asked softly with his eyes slightly closed. "What do you want to do? Let me make it clear in advance that I am also an ordinary person who was abducted underground. I do manual labor every day and I don't know anything."

It’s not that he doesn’t want to cooperate, it’s mainly because Master Xuan is not up to the mark.

Either she couldn't escape or die, and then she would give him up. If he was just an ordinary person who knew nothing, it would be fine, and he would die. But now he has acquaintances in the evil master's camp, and it would be a pity to implicate her.

He is already inside the place that Master Xuan cannot penetrate, so how can he give up halfway?

"You don't know the whereabouts of the butcher?" a female voice asked calmly, "Don't play dumb, take the medicine and recover your strength quickly, I need your help with something."