Section 247: Bloodletting
The face was familiar, but the smile on it was so grim that I noticed the dry hands that grabbed my arms. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
But before I could react, my head suddenly sank, and my consciousness was plunged into endless darkness.
When I woke up again, there was endless darkness.
There seemed to be the sound of running water in my ears.
I tried to move my body, but I found that my body seemed to be bound by something, and I couldn't move at all.
"Anyone?! Let me go! ”
I couldn't stand the darkness of my fingers, so I cried out.
Even if you know that you are facing a new danger, you can't continue to be quiet.
Endless darkness and excessive silence can drive people crazy.
After I shouted, I heard a small sound of footsteps, then a rattling of locks, and then ......
A ray of light suddenly shot into my eyes, and I instinctively closed my eyes to avoid the sudden light, but there were still large patches of blazing white and then dark red.
After a long time, I slowly opened my eyes, and I felt that my eyes were still foggy, and I was temporarily blind due to the sudden light stimulation just now.
It took a while for the eyes to see the room clearly.
There were two people standing beside me, one short and the other tall, both dressed in a full robe. They wore a hat with a black veil hanging from the sides, and I couldn't see their faces.
They were standing beside me, and I think they must be watching me, but they didn't say a word.
I wondered if they were silent.
I don't know who they are, and I don't dare to show my true colors.
The spirits had a picture of me, but they didn't hide who they really were, who they were, as if they were hesitating about something, and even a little worried that I would recognize them.
They were silent, and I looked around the room out of the corner of my eye, and found that it was made of large and flat natural stones.
There were no windows in the stone chamber, only a vent on one side of the hut near the top.
The room was damp, with some foul breath that was not well circulated.
I followed the ticking sound I had just heard, and it turned out to be a blood-red glass tank, which was full of red blood, and the red blood dripped down from the bottom of the glass tank and fell on a concrete floor, and there were small troughs on the cement floor, and there were a few strange plants in the small troughs, and the veins of those plants were very clear, like human blood vessels.
The plants were very strangely shaped, with thick leaves, as if they contained a lot of nutrients, but all of them were blood-red.
These plants should be shade-loving things, so they will be kept in the basement room.
Is it just that these plants are actually watered with blood? So I knew that the red liquid was blood, because the smell of blood in this stone chamber was really strong.
These scenes in front of you are really a bit terrifying if you say it.
From the moment I was able to see what ordinary people couldn't, I seemed to have experienced a lot of strange things, but I still couldn't adapt to these tragic and bloody things.
And then my body trembled.
Because I noticed that the diminutive man suddenly had a glistening knife in his hand.
The cold light stimulated my consciousness, and I couldn't help but struggle to break away, and the wounds on my body were torn open again, and the pain was unbearable.
And the more I found my body struggling, the tighter it was bound.
"Girl, I'm really sorry, borrow your blood for use, I really didn't expect there to be such a treasure in the world, the yin spirit qi contained in your blood is so strong......"
The diminutive man spoke.
His voice seemed old, hoarse and gentle, as if he was kindly persuading a disobedient child, and it seemed gentle and amiable.
But the content of the speech is chilling.
What a terrifying person he is to kill me, but he can still be so amiable!
His voice may have been deliberately altered, because I couldn't tell from his voice whether he was male or female.
I was tied up lying on my back.
My arms were held apart, and my body was tightly bound by the soaked rope, so I couldn't move a bit, but my head could turn.
Then I saw the cold blade swing down at my wrist.
The blade was sharp, and the moment my wrist was cut by the blade, I didn't feel any pain.
Then I saw my blood gushing out in big drops, and in an instant it gushed out in a small stream, and flowed downward.
As my blood drained, I felt as if my body was starting to heat and my mouth seemed thirsty.
The tall man next to me just stood coldly at first, but as the blood in my body dripped out, the thick scent of blood escaped, and his body began to tremble uncontrollably, as if he was trying his best to suppress his bloodthirsty desires.
The little man with a short stature also trembled slightly.
He seemed to be holding a black basin in his hand, but now he couldn't help but put a finger into the basin, and a little blood came out and sent it into his black veil.
I noticed that the hand was a hand that was as dry as old bark.
This should be an old man's hand.
Then I heard a slurp, and he must have put that finger in his mouth, tasting the taste of my blood.
My blood smells different from other bloods, it's full of sweetness, and I think it must taste as sweet as the blood I sucked on the ghost, right?
"Water" I groaned in a daze.
But no one took pity on me.
Then I saw the tall man who couldn't help but hold the black clay basin anymore, and his palms trembled and he was about to bring it to his mouth.
was stopped by the diminutive man's speed.
"Child, no!" The man with a short body said urgently.
I immediately heard that it was an old woman's voice.
Am I going to die like this? In the end, you have to be bled to death by two inexplicable people?!
The pot was taken away, and my blood dripped to the ground.
It flows down the smooth floor of the ground in all directions.
At this time, those strange plants that were moistened by blood in the corner of the wall suddenly seemed to come to life.
Their thick, fat leaves began to sway vigorously.
Then out of the sink came slender roots.