Campus belle's cultivation master

Yanjing, the western suburb, is 300 kilometers away, with mountains and dark nights.

Located 18 meters underground, it is a nuclear defense base built in the 1960s. It has been dug for ten years and is specially used to resist nuclear war. However, with the collapse of the two camps of the East and the West during the cold war, they have long been abandoned and become a record and dust in historical archives.

Nothing can resist the erosion of time. The building surface is stained, and layers of rust spread. Some places begin to seep, and thick moss grows on the surface.

But the moss, which had not seen light for many years, showed a strange and miserable white. When I step on it, it's wet and slippery, and it's broken into a dirty ball, which is quite strange.

Tick! Tick! Tick!

There are no feet of water in the corridor, and the water drops on the top of the corridor fall, causing cascading ripples.

A thin figure, wearing a wet knee raincoat, face completely hidden in the dark, can only see the vague outline. He walked along the long corridor, just like a ghost, through the water and went in.

As we went deeper and deeper, the passage was like the intestines of a wild animal. It curved forward and could not see the end at all.

Suddenly, from a hidden corner, came a low drink: "stop!"

The figure stopped suddenly, and his voice was low: "it's me, Wang yunmiao."

"Ah, it's Mr. Wang." The voice suddenly became polite. "Is it raining outside?"

"Well."

"I'll tell you, there's a lot of water seepage today. It's wet and damp in this place. I feel like I'm going to get arthritis..."

Wang yunmiao didn't have the heart to listen to each other's chatter. He took out a packet of cigarettes from his arms and threw them over. He asked, "is Master Yi there?"

"Mr. Xie Wang's reward is better in your city. There's no such good goods in the mountains." The other party took the cigarette in his hand and politely laughed, "yes, I know Mr. Wang is coming, waiting for you."

The voice fell, like the low roar of wild animals, accompanied by the rumbling sound, the heavy iron door opened a narrow gap, revealing the faint yellow light inside.

"Thank you." Wang yunmiao said thanks and pushed in sideways.

Then the iron door closed slowly to block the light. Then there was a rustle of footsteps, and a moment later it was cold.

Within a foot thick iron gate, the vision suddenly became much clearer, and the air became dry.

The ground is covered with a thick layer of quicklime to absorb water.

There are both advantages and disadvantages. The air is dirty, and the smell of decay is mixed with the burning feeling of quicklime, which makes people very uncomfortable. Staying in this environment for a long time is bound to cause damage to the respiratory tract.

But there is no way to do it. Wang yunmiao is very clear that there are some precision instruments here. He is very afraid of water, so he has to do it.

Wang yunmiao subconsciously cleared his throat, then took off his raincoat over his head, revealing a determined face after many vicissitudes, and then continued to walk along the passage.

With his progress, footprints appeared on the quicklime on the surface, and the light in front of him became more and more intense. Finally, the vision was bright, and he appeared in an arc-shaped hall.

It used to be an underground shelter for the nuclear defense base, enough to accommodate hundreds of people. But now it's a mess full of living materials, tents, camp beds, even canned meat and compressed dry food, all scattered on the ground, just like a garbage dump.

A few guys with strong clothes and tattoos saw Wang yunmiao and waved to him to say, "Mr. Wang, come to see Master Yi?"

Wang yunmiao kept quite wary of these people in front of him. Instinctively, he stepped back and nodded: "well."

"Come with me." One of the young people hooked his finger and led the way.

They seemed to walk across the river on stones, avoiding the messy supplies on the road and walking a little hard.

Wang yunmiao said in a dull voice: "it's time to clean up."

The young man said casually, "I can't take care of it. Moreover, Master Yi said that he can't be here for long."

Wang yunmiao stopped talking.

They walked through the hall and made seven or eight turns through several passages. During this period, there were people coming and going from time to time, not only strong practitioners, but also researchers in white coats.

Wang yunmiao is a regular here. Everyone knows him and nods to him with a smile.

Perhaps it was the stimulation of quicklime. Wang yunmiao felt that his skin was itchy and could not help pulling the collar. At this time, the young man leading the way slowed down, and then led him into another smaller space, about more than 100 square meters.

It used to be a material storage room in the nuclear defense base, but now it is used for other purposes, full of scientific research instruments.

Although Wang yunmiao purchased all these things, he was not interested in scientific research at all and did not know how to use these expensive machines.

In the center, the test bench is about one meter high from the ground. It is covered with thick protective cloth. I can't see what's strange inside.

But Wang yunmiao knew that it was an evil thing that could make him shiver and even have nightmares.

An old man with a straight body and white hair and beard was discussing something with another researcher in a white coat. From time to time, he stretched out his hand to point out the information in front of him.

The old man's face was serious. There was an obvious reddish brown birthmark on his right cheek, which made him look ferocious for no reason. Sometimes he expressed confusion and sometimes relief.

The researcher seems to be extremely patient. Perhaps considering the layman's lack of scientific knowledge, he humbly answers his doubts. The atmosphere is very relaxed and pleasant.

The young man took Wang yunmiao and said with a smile, "Master Yi, Mr. Wang is here."

The old man's name is Yi Ke, and he is highly respected in this group. He is called Master Yi.

The word "master" is not a compliment, but an affirmation of his strength. It's because he's a real master of Huajing, and he's proficient in Rune array. Even in the eyes of many strong practitioners, he is also the supreme existence of God!

After all, the master of heaven is like a dragon or a Phoenix. And a generation of Fu Shi, is rare!

Yi Ke waved his hand to the researcher, motioned to suspend the discussion, and immediately turned around with a smile on his mouth: "Mr. Wang, I haven't been here for many days."

"There's something wrong. It's more troublesome." Wang yunmiao bowed respectfully and peeped at the test bench covered by protective cloth. "Master Yi, can you make progress?"

"Some achievements, but far from success." Without hesitation, yi Ke reaches for the corner of the protective cloth and opens it abruptly.

Even if Wang yunmiao had seen it earlier, he still staggered back a few steps, his cheeks were black, and his stomach began to spasm instinctively.

Under the protective cloth and on the experimental platform, it was a shriveled female corpse!