"Don't!" The sudden sound of breaking the air in the air frightened Xiao He, and the knife in his hand was stabbed a few points because of this.

"Kill him, and you won't live." The voice was unhurried, and there was a bit of rustiness in the old age.

"Who?" He was stunned, looking around, but still didn't see anyone.

"Little Qu'er, remember what I just said." The man said again.

Little tune? There have been many people calling this name recently, but no one's voice is so familiar, although it has changed a lot, but he is sure that this person should be Uncle Geng.

"Uncle Geng?" He yelled at the air, and of course, no one responded to him.

"Is that you? You, where are you? ”

"Go, go straight, and pretend nothing happened."

"Why?"

"Let's go!" The voice roared again, "It's enough to keep him breathing, you don't have to kill him." ”

"Uncle Geng, come out!" Xiao He still didn't give up, he didn't understand why Uncle Geng could kill the previous self without hesitation, but he was pitying his own life, he wanted to ask what was going on.

"Let's go, take the dagger and go quickly!" Another loud voice, "Do you want more people to die because of you?" ”

"More people?"

At this moment, he was stunned.

Looking at himself lying on the ground, a complicated look flashed in his eyes, as if he understood something, "Uncle Geng, although I don't know what you said." But I'm leaving! ”

"Remember what I said." The voice repeated.

“......”

"Young Master, why did you come out?" The old man was standing at the exit on the other side of the freezer waiting for him, and when he saw the dagger in Xiao He's hand, his body was slightly invisible, and then a subtle smile rose at the corner of his mouth.

There was bright red blood on the dagger, which Xiao He had just pulled from the man's chest, and the blood slipped from the blade drop by drop, staining his hands.

Xiao He raised his hand, looking at the blood on his hand, his heart was filled with nausea, but when he thought of the smile that flashed on the old man's face, he changed his mind, "Oh, I was a little nervous about killing someone for the first time." ”

"It's fine." The old man patted him on the shoulder, as if comforting, "Young master, you didn't kill anyone." Don't be stressed. ”

"And what are they?" Xiao He pretended to be frightened, "Old man, are you kidding me?" Do you know how much effort and determination it took me to kill this man? He laughed maniacally, his fingers starting to tremble, "As a result, you're now, you're telling me it's a prank now?" ”

"Young Master likes this feeling?" The old man only smiled when he heard his words, as if this was the Xiao He in his cognition.

"Like?" Xiao He felt that his eyes at the moment should be quite empty.

He smiled contemptuously at first, and then snorted coldly, as if he was born with a ruffian, "Oh, maybe! In the past, my uncle was too strict with me and wouldn't let me do anything.

Forcing me to do this and that all day long, I've been scared since I was a child. When he said this, Xiao He's eyes suddenly fixed on the old man, "Old man? Are you calling me young master? ”

"Yes, young master." The old man looked at him kindly, with inexplicable relief in his eyes.

"You're not going to get in the way of me doing what I like, are you?"

"No, it won't." The old man shook his head, "The young master can do whatever he likes, and the old man will only help the young master." ”

"Really?" His face was happy, "What about killing, for example?" I've played a lot of games over the years, and I finally made up my mind to kill one, but you told me it wasn't a person.

I don't want to lose face? I don't know if I'm about to be scared out of my mind? ”

"Young Master." The old man waved his hand at him and interrupted him. He looked at Xiao He with a smile, "In the future, you can do whatever you want!" ”

Xiao He looked at him silently, and suddenly said coldly, "Old man, are you human?" ”

"Young Master, what do you mean by that?"

The old man's eyes glanced at the dagger in Xiao He's hand, the dagger was already deeply embedded in his Xiao He's hand, and it was impossible to tell whose blood was flowing on it.

It was clear that he was nervous.

"Literally." Xiao He casually raised his hand, took the dagger and hit the wound that had just been cut one by one, and the air was filled with a fishy smell. Then he stretched out his hand and grinned at the old man, "Old man, how about you use this scar as a memorial to my first killing?"

It's a pity, but dummies are always individuals, aren't they? ”

"Young Master." The old man coughed a few times, "It's time for us to take the next step." ”

"What's next?" His eyes widened, "Murder again? ”

"Nope." The old man shook his head, pointed to the stone table in front of him, and made a silent gesture to signal him to be quieter.

"What's that?" Xiao He was still acting as a stunned young man who had never seen much of the world, and his excitement about the unknown was completely on his face.

The old man looked at him, pressed the switch on the stone table under Xiao He's gaze, and an incomprehensibly strong fishy smell mixed with a deep chill rose from the soles of his feet.

The ground seemed to tremble, and the bad feeling reminded him of the group of dried corpses he had encountered in the cave earlier.

Underground, also a dried corpse? It's just that the antiseptic treatment is not done?

The stone table fell down entirely, revealing a gloomy hole again, Xiao He looked at the old man puzzled, this is to drill a hole again? Engage in such a big development? How rich are you?

"Go in?" He looked at the old man questioningly, and his intuition told him that the old man was playing with him. "Play with me, right? Lao Tzu's patience is limited! ”

"Young master, don't worry." The old man seemed to know that he couldn't hold his breath, "It'll be fine right away." ”

"Ah, old man." Xiao He scratched his head impatiently, "Are you black tissues that resell organs?" ”

"Young master, you're laughing." The old man trembled and squatted down, leaving only half of his head exposed, "We are not as lowly as the group of people outside, here we are the creator, the gods, and the rulers of everything." ”

"God?" Xiao He smiled coldly, "Don't tease me, when I become a god, you will tell me again that I am fake."

Old man, is this fun? ”

"Young master, you misunderstood."

Although the light of this cave is not as good as before, as it gradually deepens, the light becomes brighter and brighter, and this light, Xiao He feels that he is stupid.

He actually saw Uncle Geng, who was soaked in a big jar with tubes all over his body.

"Uncle?" Xiao He couldn't believe his eyes, "Why is my uncle here?" He asked.

Obviously, he heard Uncle Geng's voice just now, although he did some processing, but he knew that the special feeling in his heart would not be fake.

"What did you do to him?"

The old man squinted, as if he was competing for something. "Young master, the old man only had one breath when he saw him."

"You're experimenting with him?" Looking at the more than 20 bottles and cans placed around, the big ones were more than two meters long and the small ones were only the size of a palm, and they were filled with people like Uncle Geng.

"No, no, no." The old man's voice changed a lot, and his back was no longer rickety at this moment.

"Young master, I've shown you everything you should see.

Now, it's time to get down to business. ”