Chapter 122: The Buried Alive and the Savior
"Damn! What the hell is going on!"
The black hoe woke up from the darkness to find himself in an extremely small space, his hands and feet bound by hemp rope, and a fishy rag tied to his mouth.
"Didn't I just go to the Sorrel Gold Mine! Is it an illusion? ”
The sound of mad sobs echoed in the dark space, and the black hoe thunder fangs, who found that all the chakras in his body were gone, kicked the plank under his feet as if he were crazy.
However, the plank did not move, and there was no response from the outside, but some sand flowed out of the cracks in the plank.
"Where is this! Bastard! Ranmaru! Ranmaru!"
As the minutes passed, the black hoe thunder tooth, who found that it was getting harder and harder, slowly calmed down, endured the fishy smell in his mouth, and relied on his teeth to grind the rags in his mouth little by little, and tore the hemp rope tied to his wrist.
Before I knew it, my teeth were covered with blood, and the blood mixed with saliva was left from the corners of my mouth.
"Ranmaru! Ranmaru!"
In the silent darkness, Black Hoe Thunder Tooth nervously shouted about the person he regarded as life, but there was still no response, and he could only grope little by little in the loneliness.
Suddenly, a ninja bag appeared in his hand, and the black hoe thunder tooth hurriedly turned out the contents of the ninja bag, a spar that emitted a shimmering light, a note, and a knife with a dull blade.
With the glow of the hedron, Black Hoe Thundertooth saw a vague and brief sentence on the note.
"It's your only hope."
"Who is it! Who are you! Where's this? Bastard!"
The black hoe shredded the note and cursed frantically.
"Wait for me to get out! I'm going to bite your throat! Suck your blood dry!!"
When he realized that no matter how much he cursed, he calmed down again and began to look around through the glimmer of the hedron.
"This wood grain...... This shape ......"
Gradually, the black hoe and thunder tooth put down the spar sluggishly, everything in front of him was so familiar, but the person who once lay here was not him.
"Hey, hey, hey, interesting! It's so much fun!"
In the confined space, bursts of sickly and strange laughter rang out.
"It's a coffin, do you want to give me a funeral too......"
In the middle of the sound, the black hoe thunder tooth lay down quietly, put his hands on his chest, avoided the sand that slowly seeped into the top of his head, and looked at the dead silence in front of him in a daze.
He didn't think that the man who put him in the coffin would let him out, he was already out of hope, but......
"Anyway, I want to see you, even if it's death, where are you...... Ranmaru ......"
Just as Black Hoe Thunder Fang was desperately muttering Ranmaru's name, the spar in his hand suddenly flickered.
"Thunderfang! Is that you! Are you calling me! Thunder Fang! Are you still alive?"
"Ranmaru! It's Ranmaru!"
Black Hoe Thunder Tooth happily held the spar in front of him, as if this spar was his orchid pill.
"Ranmaru! Where are you! Are you still safe?"
"Thunder Ya, I'm fine, but this is not a sorrel gold mine, I don't know where this is, I only have a ninja bag on my body, and there is a stone in the bag that can talk to you, and a note......"
Ranmaru's tone was full of panic and helplessness.
"The note says that you were buried underground in this village by them......"
"Lanmaru, I'm okay for the time being, I didn't expect it, Uncle Ben was also funeral, hehehe."
Sickly laughter rang out again, and Black Hoe Thundertooth looked at the hedron as if he saw hope.
"Believe in yourself, Ranmaru, you will definitely be able to find me, and when Uncle Ben goes out, he will definitely tear them apart!"
"Thunder...... Good...... I...... Not ......"
At this time, the sound in the spar began to be intermittent, and Ranmaru's voice gradually disappeared, and the expression of the black hoe thunder tooth instantly became terrified.
"Ranmaru! Ranmaru! Ranmaru!"
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from the spar, and the expression of the black hoe thunder tooth froze.
"Want your companion to save you? Remember, a finger, a clue, a ......"
The somber and eerie laughter vanished, and a dead silence returned to the surroundings, and the eyes of the black hoe and thunder teeth became crazy.
"Miscellaneous, just because you also want to hold a funeral for Uncle Ben, as long as Uncle Ben goes out, I ....."
He took out the knife with a dull edge, and the black hoe stretched out the ring finger of his left hand with trembling teeth.
"Chop! You wait for me! Chop Pieces! You wait for me!"
In the darkness, the sound of flesh tearing sounded, and a moment later, with the sound of teeth almost being bitten off, the black hoe thunder tooth held his fingers with his eyes wide open.
The sharp pain in his fingers seemed to be magnified tenfold with a blunt knife and slicing flesh and bones, and beads of sweat the size of beans mixed with blood scattered all over the coffin covered with a layer of dust.
"Satisfied, satisfied, damn bastard! Uncle Ben won't let you go!"
Exhausted, the black hoe Thundertooth picked up the crystal that shimmered again, and at the same time, the sound of noisy footsteps, ox carts, and cries came from outside the coffin, and there was a dull sound across the thick earth.
"Thunderfang! Can you hear me! Thunder Fang!"
Ranmaru's voice sounded again, and the black hoe thunder tooth endured the pain and gasped:
"I'm in Ranmaru! I could hear a lot of people above me, with ox carts, vendors, and it should be a place similar to a bazaar. ”
Hearing the sound coming from the spar, Ranmaru looked around blankly, the strange village that was rare just now was full of people, and there were ox carts and carriages everywhere.
"Rayya, almost the whole village is like this now......"
"Damn it!"
Black Hoe Thundertooth trembled angrily and looked at his fingers again.
There was another sound of sore flesh and bones, and the black hoe roared suppressedly, he didn't want Ranmaru to hear his pain, and at the same time, there was a sound of fighting above his head, and the sound of gold and iron rang out continuously.
The black hoe thunder tooth gasped violently, and a trace of hideousness appeared in the corner of his eye, let's fight! Let's fight! It's better to have a few more deaths!
In his eyes, everyone in this village has become an accomplice to hurt himself and Ranmaru, as long as he goes out, he must kill all the people in this village!
"Ranmaru! Can you hear me! I'm ...... here."
In reality, unlike the relishing of Yan Yan and Kurama Yakumo, Xiang Ryu and Sora are looking at each other with a cold face.
The black hoe Thunderfang in the illusion had already sharpened all the fingers of his left hand with a blunt knife, but the scene in the village was constantly changing according to the clues given by Ido.
The planks in the coffin gradually cracked under the pressure of the earth, and the sand flowed in faster and faster, like an hourglass counting down.
The black hoe and thunder teeth are constantly hovering between hope and disappointment, from swearing to threat, from threat to benefit, from benefit to pleading, from pleading to pleading.
The previous arrogance and ferocity have completely disappeared, and all that remains is the thirst for life.
Compared to the horror of the ghost chasing, the oppressive feeling of almost seeing when life will end is truly maddening, and the fear of death is spreading in the eyes of the black hoe and thunder teeth at a speed visible to the naked eye......
The sand in the coffin had already spread up to the neck of the black hoe Thunder Tooth, and the palms of the hands with only two fingers left were weakly spread out in the sand, and his body became more and more cold as the blood flowed.
"Thunderfang! I've found your place!"
At this time, Ranmaru's surprised voice sounded again, and he didn't know that in order to see him again, the black hoe thunder tooth cut off almost all of his fingers.
The black hoe thunder fang, which was already pregnant with the will to die, suddenly trembled, as if returning to the light, and the light of hope burst out in his eyes, this is not the hope of life, but the hope that a certain wish must be fulfilled.
"Even if it's dead...... I'm going to see you again!"