You are my wife, don't doubt it!

Just as Zhang Zhengkai was about to speak, Shen Jie continued to ask aggressively, "How could you work for the organization? How could the organization trust someone like you? Why should Xiao Yao and I trust you? What is your real intention in appearing here?"

"Okay," Xiao Yao said, "Just let them answer the questions one by one. Lao Zhang, will people who fall into sleeping sickness be trapped in this kind of dream for the rest of their lives? Just like a vegetable? Are you going to sink everyone in the world into a dream? Dictator button, right?"

"Of course not," Zhang Zhengkai shook his head and said, "I have discussed this issue with him. If he has not lied to me, basically, the victim will wake up from the dream in about a month."

"Oh?" Xiao Yao turned his head and raised his eyebrows.

"After waking up, this person will completely lose his love for Shen Jie, to the point where he will instinctively hate her when he sees her or hears her name," Zhang Zhengkai explained.

“Oh~~~~~~~~~Fuck?” Shen Jie said.

"Children are not allowed to swear." Xiao Yao patted Shen Jie's head hard.

"You're so brave!" Shen Jie reached out and touched her head.

"Your intentions are so vicious," Xiao Yao commented, "You went to such great lengths to hypnotize everyone who likes Shen Jie? In the end, you're the only one who likes Shen Jie?"

"Zhang Zhengkai, let me tell you!" Shen Jie said angrily: "Even if all the men in the world--"

"Hey, hey, hey, don't say such hurtful words."

"He's crazy," Zhang Zhengkai said somewhat sadly, "or to put it another way, you could also say that I'm crazy. I don't know why he, or I, would do this - after I went into the adult store with you that day, I made up my mind not to like you anymore."

Shen Jie: "..."

"Ahem," Xiao Yao coughed, "Old Zhang, isn't what you said a bit... ambiguous?"

"I'm not working for your organization," Zhang Zhengkai said, "I'm doing this to save myself and to save you from your sleeping sickness. Although you may not like it, Father Yu did say that the person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it. Who else but me can have the highest probability of waking up a sleeping sickness patient without any harm?"

"Awakening without injury?"

"Maybe improper handling will cause some harm to the soul. I don't really understand the details."

"But why did you decide to help?" Xiao Yao pointed out: "Wouldn't it be in your best interest to let me sleep for a month and never like Shen Jie again after I wake up?"

By the way, how many days have I been trapped in this dream? Xiao Yao counted the days in his mind, but his mind was fuzzy and it was difficult to remember the specific date.

"I must face him, destroy him, no, subdue him, and become my own true master," Zhang Zhengkai lowered his head to the lower left and said with a gloomy look, "If I can't do it, then let me stay in this dream for a month, at least I can be free for the rest of my life."

"You...you," Xiao Yao asked Zhang Zhengkai, "How did you suddenly figure it out? Did Father Yu preach the gospel of Christ to you?"

"Fuck the gospel, I don't believe in this stuff," Zhang Zhengkai said with a sad smile, "It was you, Xiao Yao, who made me change."

"Me?" Xiao Yao was slightly stunned.

"Gouzi, give him a slap." Shen Jie ordered.

"What?"

"I asked you to slap him." Shen Jie repeated.

"Oh." Xiao Yaoyang gave Zhang Zhengkai a slap in the face.

"Oh, what are you doing again - we're here." Zhang Zhengkai said, covering his cheek.

Xiao Yao raised his head and took a breath.

Standing before us is a huge slaughterhouse building.

This is the source of the blood river, Xiao Yao thought.

Oops... I still can't finish writing, there is too much information.

Chapter 394

2023-11-29

Xiao Yao raised his head and took a breath.

Standing before us is a huge slaughterhouse building.

This is the source of the blood river, Xiao Yao thought.

The slaughterhouse is located in a desolate area. There is no life around it, no flowers, plants or trees, only a gloomy swamp with a foul smell.

A blood-red river flows out of the sewer of the slaughterhouse, and the river water is full of the long-standing smell of death. That is the Blood River.

The slaughterhouse buildings towered into the clouds - if there were any clouds in this vast underground cavern, dark and eerie.

It seemed like a huge tomb, full of the breath of death and evil power.

The building's exterior was made of rough grey stone, covered in cracks and dark red bloodstains, like traces of bad luck and death. Above the gate was a line of solemn words, the red font against the dark background, making it look even more sinister and majestic.

As for what was written and what language it was, none of the three could recognize it.

There was a shabby stone brick road in front of the door. The road surface was broken and uneven, with many footprints of varying depths left on it.

It seemed that many people had been wandering here, their hearts filled with fear and anxiety.

The entire area was silent and there was no sign of any living creature.

Only the breeze blew across the blood-red river, making waves of mournful whimpers.

This is simply the end of life, a place full of death and killing.

Xiao Yao stood outside the door of the slaughterhouse, squatted down, gently put little Shen Jie on the ground, gripped the long sword at his waist, stood up again, and prepared to push open the heavy iron door.

"Wait a minute," Shen Jie reached up to the left and grabbed Xiao Yao's wrist: "I don't trust him."

Xiao Shenjie glanced at Zhang Zhengkai, who gave a bitter smile. Xiao Yao also glanced at Zhang Zhengkai and gave him an awkward smile in return.

You are really direct in your speech, Xiao Yao thought.

"Then," Xiao Yao thought for a moment and said, "Kaizi, please walk in front... No, you wait for us outside... That's not right either... Uh..."

"You are an idiot!" Little Shen Jie stomped her feet hard.

"Hey," Xiao Yao lowered his voice and said, "Don't you want to give me face outside? Then what do you say we should do?"

……

……

As soon as he entered the slaughterhouse, Xiao Yao was immediately enveloped by an even more pungent fishy smell.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, as if every breath was filled with the breath of death.

His eyes gradually adjusted to the light in the darkness, and the surrounding scene gradually became clear.

In the hall of the slaughterhouse, there were rows of bloody butchering tools.

The knife was sharp and shiny, revealing an endless sense of cruelty and ruthlessness.

In the corners of the walls were piles of looted animal carcasses, which were black and yellow in color and emitted a rotten stench.

Some rats were running around, fighting for the remaining blood and flesh scraps on the ground.

and many more.

It would be best if it was just an animal corpse, Xiao Yao thought.

Because Xiao Yao could vaguely recognize some human shapes among those corpses.

He hoped he was wrong.

The walls of the slaughterhouse were also covered in blood, as if countless lives had been slaughtered here. There were also some animals hanging on the walls... let's just say they were animal heads, some of which had rotted and deformed, while others still had terrifying expressions.

The bloody smell in the air seemed to come from these mutilated corpses.

Xiao Yao continued to look around uncomfortably, raised his head inadvertently, and took a breath.

Only then did he realize that his head was covered with... bullfrog legs?

Those white legs and buttocks were strung together by large shiny hooks and hung in a square on the high ceiling of the slaughterhouse.

Xiao Yao lowered his head.

He suddenly remembered that last semester he once asked Hua Ang, bullfrogs are so delicious, why don’t you eat them.

Hua Ang told himself that the bullfrog legs looked very much like the lower half of a human being after being peeled but not yet put into the pot.

At that time, Xiao Yao laughed at Hua Ang and called him "13-point", but at this moment, he suddenly understood what Hua Ang meant.

And he could only force himself to convince himself that those legs on top of his head really belonged to a bullfrog.

Anyway, the light is dim enough and I can't see clearly.

However, Xiao Yao vaguely realized that he might be able to say goodbye to bullfrogs in this life.

Of course, this is not the most important thing right now.

Xiao Yao knew that his retreat was blocked.

At some point, a group of butchers quietly appeared behind Xiao Yao.

Their eyes were cloudy and their gazes were dull, but the sharp knives and axes in their hands flashed with cunning and cruel light. They stared at Xiao Yao as if he were a lamb to be slaughtered.

Xiao Yao sighed softly and said, "There are still monsters. It's really troublesome."

As he said this, he beckoned to the butchers: "Since the process still needs to be followed - please come with me, I'm in a hurry."

The butchers looked at each other, obeyed the order, roared, and raised their butcher knives to chop at Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao raised his hand and touched his cheekbone next to his ear, which still hurt.

……

……

Twenty seconds later.

Xiao Yao put the sword back on his waist and muttered to himself, "You are the worst group of monsters I have ever fought."

The boy carefully stepped over the fresh and not-so-fresh pieces of meat on the ground, trying his best to avoid dirtying his boots, and walked slowly towards the room deeper in the slaughterhouse.

He approached a narrow door.

Xiao Yao did not push the door open rashly, but approached slowly, trying to observe through the crack in the door or something.

He heard the voices of a man and a woman talking.

To be precise, it was the sound of a man and a woman arguing.

"You've gone too far. I won't allow you to hurt him/her. That's what we agreed on." The first voice that floated into Xiao Yao's ears was a very familiar female voice.

Ah! Xiao Yao was slightly startled.

"Our agreement only includes not harming him/her, not not hurting him/her." This was a somewhat rough and cold voice.

"You didn't keep any of your promises," the female voice retorted, "Xiao Yao was injured by your shadow, and I healed him."

The rough, hoarse and unpleasant male voice, which sounded like a villain, smiled and did not respond to the female voice's accusation.

"He is my friend, please let him go immediately." The female voice requested again.

"He is your love rival. Your love rival is not your friend." The male voice reminded the female voice.

"He is a love rival and also a friend," the female voice said, "If you insist on hurting him, our partnership will end here. You will bear the consequences at your own risk."

"Huh, are you threatening me?" The man's voice obviously sounded unhappy.

"I'm just threatening you. You can give it a try," the female voice warned. "You won't be their opponent even if I don't help you."

"They can't find me," the man laughed. Xiao Yao felt that there was a little bit of insecurity in the laughter. "Besides, if I let them know that you are my partner, how do you think they will view you? Will they still regard you as their dear sister and lover?"

"You're threatening me with this?" The woman said, "You're out of your mind - he already knows."

"Humph," the man sneered again, as if silent for a while, and then slowed down his tone: "I have told you many times that I will not hurt her. This is just a kind of reshaping, shaping, reconstruction and rebirth - otherwise, where do you think this city outside came from?"

"It sounds better than singing," the female voice retorted bluntly, "It's nothing more than dismembering something that doesn't suit your wishes and reassembling it into a puppet that listens to you. Can you call this love? You make me feel disgusted!"

"You!" the man said angrily, "You are a woman, and you have long hair!"

"Your whole place makes me feel disgusted!" The female voice screamed, "Anti-human! If I had seen your massacre earlier-"

"I don't need you to like me, woman." The man's voice also raised the volume: "If you want to feel disgusted, then feel disgusted! I'm not here to fall in love with you or to make friends with you. We just get what we need and cooperate for the benefit! If you plan to betray me, don't forget--"

Xiao Yao felt that he had almost listened to the crosstalk, so he knocked on the door and walked in without waiting for the person inside to answer.

A blinding light immediately stung the boy's eyes.

"Who?" the "butcher" inside shouted in shock and anger.

"Oh my, stop arguing," Xiao Yao waved his hand and said, "Why can't we just talk it out calmly? You have to keep arguing. It's making my head hurt."

"You! How did you find this place?" Zhang Zhengkai's shadow raised the butcher knife in his hand: "You led him here?!"