A flying boat descended from the sky and stopped at the door of the slaughterhouse.

The flying boat opened, and three figures walked out.

The men of the 23rd Reserve Battalion, Lao Zhang Tou, Uncle Lu and Zhang Xiaoyun.

"This is it, Zhang Xiaoyun, you have to be here for five days before you can come back." Uncle Lu asked.

Old Zhang Tou and Uncle Lu covered their noses and looked at the slaughterhouse with a frown.

The air was filled with a rich bloody aura, which could not be isolated even by spiritual power, which was really uncomfortable.

In addition, in a place where there were too many deaths from such monsters, the Five Elements Spirit Yuan gradually became chaotic and agitated, which made the monks who were accustomed to communicating with the aura of heaven and earth very uncomfortable.

"Xiaoyun, do you have any questions?" Old Zhang asked worriedly.

Gu Qingshan was about to speak, when a terrible howl suddenly sounded in the depths of the slaughterhouse.

Disheveled!

A mist of blood rose into the air like smoke and dust, followed by a flurry of conversation.

"The cut was too shallow, and it didn't kill."

"What now? It's shaking all over it, and I can't hold it anymore! ”

"Cut again! Slash hard! Don't stop! ”

"—ah, it bites me."

"What! Have you been bitten? Fast! Law enforcement monks, come on, someone's bitten! ”

Streamers of light flew towards the area.

But a cloud of blood mist erupted, dyeing the entire surrounding area scarlet.

A cold voice rang out:

"The corpse of the monster is left behind, and the corpse of the man is carried away."

"You keep working."

The sound disappears.

The entire slaughterhouse was quiet again.

But the blood in the air seemed to be a little deeper.

Uncle Lu stood outside the slaughterhouse, and couldn't help but shrink back, and the whole person seemed to be a little shorter.

He tugged at the old man's head and said with a forced smile: "Xiaoyun is no problem, he is young and has great strength, and he is suitable for doing this-let's go back quickly." ”

Old Zhang Tou was still not at ease, and peeked at Gu Qingshan and said, "Zhang Xiaoyun, I will come to pick you up and return to the camp in five days, you-"

His voice cut off, and he was stunned.

I saw Zhang Xiaoyun standing in place and took a deep breath.

"This smell of blood...... It's so nostalgic......"

He squinted, with an interesting expression on his face, as if he were standing outside a bustling bazaar, full of longing and curiosity.

Zhang Xiaoyun walked forward and said, "It's really a good place, I'll go next—huh?" Boss Zhang, Uncle Lu, why don't you leave? ”

"......" old Zhang head.

"......" Uncle Lu.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of the rest and pick me up in five days." Zhang Xiaoyun smiled at the two of them.

Uncle Lu involuntarily bent over, trying his best to make his male duck's voice gentle: "Then we don't have anything to worry about, see you in five days." ”

"Yes, see you later."

Gu Qingshan waved his hand, strode to the door of the slaughterhouse, checked the waist card with the monk on duty, and was put in.

Old Zhang Tou and Uncle Lu kept looking at him until he was out of sight, and remained silent.

Lao Zhangtou suddenly said: "Lao Lu, listen to my persuasion, you can't mess with this young man, and those little Jiujiu will be put away in the future, otherwise something will happen one day, and I won't be able to take care of you." ”

Uncle Lu couldn't speak at all, only nodded again and again.

……

When Gu Qingshan entered the slaughterhouse, he was led to see the monk in charge of this place.

The monk's surname was Li, and he had a face that no one could enter, and his speech was cold, and the people around him called him Li Guanshi.

For Gu Qingshan's sake, Steward Li was also a little surprised, so he asked a few more questions.

During the conversation, Gu Qingshan could tell that Steward Li was the owner of the voice that ordered someone to drag the corpse before.

It seems that in this slaughterhouse, he represents absolute power.

"Zhang Xiaoyun, right, I'll tell you something clearly."

"Butler, please speak."

"Although this is a slaughterhouse, you must not take your work lightly, and although many monsters have been abolished, they are already extremely dangerous by their bodies alone."

"Thank you, sir."

"Well, the most important thing is that if you give something, I will make your life easier in these five days."

Gu Qingshan was slightly stunned: "Dare to ask your lord, what do you mean by ...... relaxed?"

Steward Li was a little impatient, this kid looked clever, why was it so difficult to communicate.

He said patiently: "For example, kill fewer monsters, have more time to rest, as long as you give enough spirit stones, and even I can let you retreat and practice here for five days, a desolate monster doesn't need you to touch, you can leave." ”

Gu Qingshan was silent for a while, then slowly smiled and said, "My lord, if that's the case, then I have to give you nothing." ”

The room was silent.

Steward Li frowned, then smiled and sighed, "Oh? Young man, you are still full of illusions about the world, all right, you go down and wait for the dispatch. ”

"Yes."

Gu Qingshan clenched his fists and retreated from the room.

He didn't have to wait long outside when two tall monks came up to him.

They looked at Gu Qingshan, their faces cold and expressionless.

"Zhang Xiaoyun?"

"It's me."

"Come with us."

"Okay."

The two led Gu Qingshan through bloodstained fences and slaughtering grounds, and walked for a while before arriving at a dungeon.

The two monks opened the heavy iron door and worked on the dungeon for a few more moments before unlocking the defensive circle.

A strange red light came out from the ground.

This is a blood light that is so dense that it can't be dissolved, because it has some strange powers, so it remains in the air for a long time.

The two monks looked solemn in unison.

"Okay, Zhang Xiaoyun, you go down." A monk.

"Here's your workspace, and you'll be back in five days." Another monk said.

"Okay."

Gu Qingshan walked down the steps.

Whoa!

The iron door closed behind him.

Immediately, the layers of defense were activated again.

The dungeon was cut off again.

The two monks stood in the doorway, breathing in unison.

"Another one died." A monk.

"It's okay, the officials everywhere know the danger of slaughter, and dying one or two won't attract attention." Another monk said.

"This kid is also stupid, just be filial to the steward, you have to care about that little spirit stone, and as a result, you provoked the steward and was sent to this most dangerous slaughtering dungeon."

"Indeed, even if you don't respect your filial piety, at least don't contradict the official, so that you can rest after slaughtering a ten-headed monster every day."

"Forget it, this kid is locked up in a dungeon anyway, and he has to face all the monsters, even the ones we can't kill - don't think about his fate anymore."

They shook their heads and sighed as they walked away.

The other side.

Gu Qingshan stood in the dark, closed his eyes and felt quietly.

Monks are not forbidden to use Divine Thoughts - this is probably the best protection the entire dungeon has to offer.

In Gu Qingshan's divine perception, the entire dungeon has a total of eighteen layers, and the further down it goes, the rarer the number of monsters becomes, but the strength is exponentially increased.

The mountain maiden emerged from the void behind him and floated in front of him.

"Childe, that person is targeting you." She was unfair.

"It's okay, he is an unprincipled person, and he is very worthy of our gratitude." Gu Qingshan Road.

"Are we really going to slaughter monsters next?" The mountain girl asked.

"Yes, that's what I'm here for."

Gu Qingshan walked forward with a smile.

The tunnels are dim and narrow, with almost nothing but a fence on both sides of the road.

Gu Qingshan walked to the first fence and looked inside.

For the first time, he saw the Ancient Monster.

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