Douluo Qingmei Qian Renxue, the starting soul ring becomes soul vein

Chapter 199 Yu Dashi and the pestle; Brother Jie: Let me see!
Inside the dark tube building.

Yu Xiaogang opened his eyes drowsily, everything in front of him was blurry and the space seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze.

The surrounding walls were mottled and dilapidated, and the air was filled with a smell of dampness and mildew, which made him frown involuntarily.

"hiss--"

Although the blood holes on the limbs had disappeared, there was still a place on the lower body that was bleeding. Unfortunately, Yu Xiaogang didn't feel any pain at this time. He suspected that the nerves there were completely damaged.

He trembled and lifted the clothes there, swallowed his saliva, and prayed in his heart
丸辣
Yu Xiaogang's eyes went dark.

His whole brain buzzed, and for a moment he was unable to think.

Yu Xiaogang's heart suddenly shrank. Everything in front of him was beyond his imagination and ability to bear. He closed his eyes with difficulty, trying to drive out the indescribable feeling of nausea and despair from his mind, but the memory mixed with various unbearable smells was like a brand, deeply engraved in his heart.

It was so quiet that the only sound I could hear was my own rapid and irregular breathing, as well as the occasional unknown noise coming from afar, which added a bit of horror to this already eerie tube-shaped building.

He collapsed to the ground in despair.

A teardrop slipped down quietly, and then the unstoppable tears poured down like a spring, wetting Yu Xiaogang's dusty cheeks. In this despair and darkness, he seemed to be abandoned by the whole world, and loneliness and humiliation were like two sharp knives, cutting his soul.

Bibi Dong, damn it!

There was anger in Yu Xiaogang's eyes, but he had no intention of resisting. It was because, in his mind, with a soul power level of 29, he did not have the confidence and strength to resist. He could not even think of resisting.

When you encounter such a predicament, the first thing you think of is not revenge, but escape, escape as far away as possible.

He barely supported his body. Although his limbs were fine, the unhealed wound on his lower body continued to remind him that every movement was a great test of his will. Yu Xiaogang gritted his teeth, pressed the wound tightly with one hand, and groped around with the other hand, looking for a possible support point or tool.

Unexpectedly, next to him was a pair of crutches, which just supported his body, which was difficult to stand due to his lame right leg. Yu Xiaogang felt like he had found a treasure, and he held the crutches tightly, using the force to slowly stand up.

He suppressed his nausea and began to walk in this dim passage. This place was very much like a prison.
But why am I in such a one-way street?
Yu Xiaogang's thoughts were like a roller coaster at this moment. He tried hard to recall what happened before, but his head was splitting and he couldn't remember anything. He could only remember that he was seriously injured by Bibi Dong and appeared here after he fell into a coma.

He found that he was wearing strange clothes, which were neither common clothes nor prison uniforms, but dark-colored robes made of some rough material. This kind of dress was very different from the world he knew and full of "exotic style".

As we continued walking forward, the structure of the tube building began to become more complicated, like a huge maze, with endless passages and doors intertwined to form an intricate network. At each intersection, there was a strange smell, mixed with various indescribable smells, which made people sick.

From time to time, low moans or strange laughter could be heard from certain rooms, making this gloomy environment even more eerie. Yu Xiaogang held his cane tightly and staggered forward, taking every step carefully, fearing that he would fall into deeper trouble.

Gradually, he discovered that these rooms and passages were not completely dark, and there was always a faint light in some corners or door cracks. His eyes were unconsciously attracted by the light, as if they were lighthouses guiding him forward.

Unconsciously, Yu Xiaogang reached the end. This door was not like the other room doors that only let in light. This door was not locked but only ajar.

Likewise, this is the only way for him to move forward.

He swallowed hard, and poked his head out tremblingly, trying to get a glimpse of the specific scene inside through the slightly opened door.

"Brother Jie, hurry up."

"Okay, brother is coming soon, wait a moment."

Yu Xiaogang's heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand. The conversations leaked from the crack of the door were extremely harsh, and his face turned pale in an instant. He listened in disbelief. Those voices were like the call of hell, which made him feel cold all over.

These are two male voices!!!
Yu Xiaogang gripped the crutch tightly, his fingers turned white from the force, cold sweat kept dripping from his forehead, dripping onto the dirty ground, making a subtle but clear sound.

He felt an unprecedented fear and disgust, as if something was gnawing at his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

The place where he woke up was the closed entrance of this passage. The rooms he passed along the way were all locked. This was the only way. He stuck his head out again and found an iron fence behind the wooden door. He guessed that they were all constructed in the same way.

If this is a prison, why add a door in front of the iron fence?

No, he had to go back. He didn't know if there was a way out ahead, but Yu Xiaogang knew that as long as he dared to go in, others would help him find a way out, and it was possible that all three roads would be opened up at the same time.

His left hand was trembling as he half-closed the door which he had just opened a little.

"call--"

He let out a breath and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead. Good, no sound was made. He hoped the two guys in there had a good time.

However, what he didn't notice was that the sound inside had stopped for a while.

As soon as he raised his toes, the door in front of him burst open!

Bang——"Hey, Xiaowei, come and see, there is a little mouse running outside our house."

Yu Xiaogang's heart stopped suddenly. In front of him was a tall, strong and slightly fat man with dark skin, wearing a pair of glasses, with a malicious smile on his face, squinting his eyes and looking at him. Next to him stood another man who was slightly thinner but also had an evil smile on his face.

Yu Xiaogang opened his mouth, and his pupils shrank suddenly when his eyes met Brother Jie's lower body.

With trembling lips, he said, "Big, big, big brother, I, I took the wrong path. I'm leaving now, I'm leaving now."

"Walk?"

Brother Jie laughed sinisterly, "You've offended us, and you still want to run away?"

Xiao Wei sighed, "Brother Jie, isn't this the prison master? It looks like he just woke up and came here on his own, hehe."

"Oh?"

Brother Jie grabbed Yu Xiaogang’s neck when he tried to escape and lifted him up like a duck.

"boom--"

The door was closed.

He licked the corner of his mouth, "We can't let him go. If he comes in, there will be fewer good brothers. There are very few in this tube building. Come and be brothers with us."

Tube building?
Yu Xiaogang's face changed drastically, he finally realized where this place was, the place where the Spirit Hall was rumored to be used to imprison the most evil perverts!

"Let me go...you will be punished for doing this!" Yu Xiaogang's voice became shrill because of fear. He tried to struggle, but his physical weakness and pain made it impossible for him to resist.

Brother Jie sneered, not caring about Yu Xiaogang's threat, "Retribution? Here, we are retribution. Xiaowei, go close the door. Let's be brothers with him today."

Xiao Wei laughed and walked over quickly to close the door, blocking out the weak light from the outside world. The whole room fell into darkness again. Only a dim light hung from the ceiling, barely illuminating a corner of the room, where there was a shabby wooden bed and some scattered sundries.

Yu Xiaogang's heart was beating like a drum. If he couldn't escape, the consequences would be disastrous!
"Brother, I really didn't see anything, please let me go..."

Brother Jie sneered, "Let you go? That won't work. But if you behave yourself, maybe we can let you suffer less."

As he said that, he and Xiaowei began to approach Yu Xiaogang, with ferocious smiles on their faces, "Let me see!"
"obedient!"

"No, Brother Jie!"

Yu Xiaogang cried out in pain and twisted his limbs like an octopus, trying to escape from the palm of the hand.

"Humph!"

Brother Jie's tone revealed impatience. He pushed Yu Xiaogang hard, causing him to fall heavily. Yu Xiaogang felt dizzy, and then the severe pain in his back made it almost impossible for him to breathe.

Xiaowei was laughing at the side, his eyes seemed to be watching a good show that was about to be staged.

Brother Jie sneered, stretched out his hand to pinch Yu Xiaogang's chin, and forced him to look up at him, "Boy, you'd better be honest, otherwise you will suffer."

Yu Xiaogang's eyes were filled with fear and despair.

"No, please let me go..." Yu Xiaogang's voice was trembling, almost begging.

Brother Jie picked up Yu Xiaogang's crutch and looked at Xiaowei with some surprise.

"Isn't this Lao San's pestle? He left it next to Yu Xiaogang?"

Xiao Wei chuckled, "Just right."

"That's right. If you commit a crime, you must reform. There are so many medicinal herbs here. Make some medicine."

"Come on, Yu Xiaogang, help us pound the herbs here."

Yu Xiaogang remained silent. Was he being asked to come and make medicine?

No one answered, and no one came to rescue.

In this dark cage, Yu Xiaogang spent his days pounding medicine with a pestle.

(End of this chapter)