Chapter 803: Heart-to-Heart

I don't need Xue Qian to remind me, I feel the same way. I looked at the futon on the ground and hesitated.

I'm afraid it's not just for me, it's for all who get a cornucopia. We fed the blood to the cornucopia. It's going to be a long way off. Bring it back and put it back here. Those who did not complete the task were locked up in the cave. And I'm the only one who's done it for so many years.

Thinking of this, I was overjoyed, and slowly knelt down, followed the statue and placed the cornucopia in front of me. I bit my finger and put my hand inside.

This time, I took the initiative to feed the blood. I felt the blood on my fingertips flow into the jar. At first, drop by drop, very slowly, but later. It's getting faster and faster. My blood was gushing out, and it was pouring out of my body at a rapid pace.

I was so shocked that I wanted to withdraw my hand from the jar. But it was too late, and my body couldn't move. can only let his body get weaker and weaker.

Mr. Lu and Xue Qian gathered around me for some reason. Nervous and expectantly waiting.

I smiled bitterly in my heart: "This time, I'm afraid I'm really going to die." ā€

A few minutes later, my soul flew out of my body. I saw myself still kneeling on top of the futon. And Xue Qian and Mr. Lu kept slapping me in the face, as if trying to wake me up.

I felt like the cornucopia was alive, and he smiled treacherously at me, and then said in a weird way, "Thank you, little brother." ā€

I wanted to ask him something, but I couldn't say a word. Then, as soon as my eyes went dark, I didn't know anything.

When I woke up again, I found myself sitting in a cave, staring at the fire with my eyes stunned. The imps around me looked at me with a smile. The estimator died.

My lips moved and I asked, "Am I dead?" ā€

The old ghost laughed: "Young man." Don't you even know if you're alive or dead? ā€

Black Hole has been here for the shortest time, most like a normal person, he walked over and said sympathetically: "As far as I can see, you are indeed dead. ā€

The old ghost asked me, "Aren't you going to let us out?" Why are you locked up here? ā€

I laughed dryly twice and said, "Don't worry. Our people have arrived at the Immortal Cave Mansion and will soon be able to let us go. ā€

The old ghost looked incredulous and said, "Then let's wait and see." ā€

There is no clock in the cave, so counting the pulse can be tiring. I fell asleep and woke up groggily. After repeating this three or five times, I never waited for Mr. Lu and a few people.

At this point, I was a little worried about them. Are they really trapped here?

In my heart, I was disappointed, and then I was desperate. I thought that if I found the Immortal Cave Mansion, everything would be fine, but I didn't expect it to be in vain, as if it was fate, I was going to be locked up here, and I couldn't escape no matter how I struggled.

I sighed, stood up, and said, "I don't know how long you're going to be here, aren't you bored?" ā€

The old ghost said, "It's boring, but what can be done? We can only try our best to let our cultivation mind be like water. ā€

I asked curiously, "Why are you the only ones talking?" Are the others dumb? ā€

As soon as I asked, the imps around me opened their eyes, looked at me, and then slowly closed them again.

The old ghost said, "We've been here too long. We have a heart-to-heart with each other. I knew what they wanted to ask, so I helped them ask. What they have to say, I say for them, so they don't bother to speak. ā€

I couldn't help but be amazed: "Can this happen if you are locked up in the same place for hundreds of years?" It's magical. ā€

The black hole, like me, has just come in. The two of us were bored, and we were both lonely and tight. Finally, raise yƬ and stroke the fist. There was no silver or gold in the cave, so they replaced it with stones. For gamblers, it's better than nothing. The two of us agreed that one stone would represent 10,000 pieces. If you're lucky enough to escape. Just return the money to the other person's family.

I gambled with the black hole for two days, and I felt that although the fist was boring, it was still a little unpleasant.

I thought about it, I'm afraid it was because the atmosphere around me wasn't lively enough. So I persuaded the old ghost: "You guys should also play boxing, how fun?" So as not to sit lonely here. ā€

The old ghost hesitated for a moment and said, "Once you get started, it will disturb your mind. Our minds that have finally cultivated are like stagnant water, and in this way, don't we stir up waves again? ā€

I said, "Time flies the fastest at the table, thousands of years in the blink of an eye, and it's much more fun than if you were sitting here." ā€

The old ghost said, "Really? Let's try it then. ā€

All the ghosts felt that this was something new, so they opened their eyes one after another.

The old ghost and the female ghost were demonstrative, and the two of them stretched out their fists, ready to make a fist. But the two men were in a stalemate for about ten minutes, and neither of them moved.

I said impatiently, "What's the matter with you two?" Asleep? ā€

The old ghost and the female ghost sighed and said in embarrassment: "The two of us can't play this, we really can't play it." ā€

I said strangely, "Scythe, hammer, red flag." Elementary school students can play, why can't you? ā€

The old ghost said, "We have been sitting together for hundreds of years. I've been in touch for a long time. As soon as the ghost's fingers moved, I knew that she was going to draw a sickle, and I thought of a hammer accordingly, but when she saw my fingers move, she immediately guessed my mind. It became a red flag, and I saw that she changed the red flag, and she was about to come out with a scythe......"

The old ghost looked at me and said, "Do you think the two of us haven't punched all this time?" Actually, it's not like that, the two of us have changed our fingers I don't know how many times. ā€

I couldn't help but be speechless: "It's not so godly, is it?" ā€

The old ghost smiled: "It's not just a finger, even a look, a muscle on her face, I can guess what she plans to do." ā€

With that, the woman turned around and hid her hand behind her back to keep it from the old ghost. Then she began to randomly draw a sickle and a red flag behind her back. Every time she just stretched out her hand, the old ghost guessed. Within a minute, the female ghost changed thirty or forty times, and the old ghost did not answer any of them wrong.

I was dumbfounded and admired.

In the end, I said helplessly: "You can connect your hearts to this point, I am convinced, and I am convinced." ā€

For the next few days, I kept fighting with the black hole. When you get tired of paddling, you go to bed, and when you wake up, you continue to play.

Later, when I heard the sound of sickles and hammers, I wanted to vomit.

I sat down on the stone and thought to myself, "In this place, you can't go out for thousands of years, and when you think about it, even gambling money is not attractive." ā€

I looked at this small space, and my heart became more and more depressed, and I wanted to smash this place. So I picked up a rock and smashed it all over the wall like crazy.

The old ghost doesn't look weird, I guess everyone has gone through this stage when they come in.

When I was tired and sat on the ground, the old ghost smiled and said, "Are you going to talk about your life next?" ā€

I was stunned for a moment: "Why do you want to talk about my life?" ā€

The old ghost laughed, "Everyone trapped here is like you." When I first came in, I wanted to hide myself, and I refused to tell us what I had experienced, who I had met, and what hurt I had suffered. But after a long time, you will be lonely, and you will say it without us asking you. ā€

He sighed: "In the beginning, you will brag about how beautiful you are outside. Then you will talk about your own humiliation. In the end, you will tell all the secrets that are hidden in your heart. ā€

He pointed to the little ghosts around him and said, "I won't tell you, a few of us have talked about everything we can." ā€

I grinned, "I'll do the same?" ā€

The old ghost laughed, "No one can escape. ā€

I turned to the black hole and asked, "You've told it all?" ā€

Black Hole laughed dryly: "Don't listen to their nonsense, although I have told them about glory and humiliation, but the secrets hidden in my heart, I will not tell them anyway, such as when I was in high school, I once peeked at ......"