Chapter 8: The Black Room of Terror
Several people immediately rushed out and found that the sound was coming from the hut.
Liangchen was about to rush down to take a look, but Sinse stopped him,
"Don't panic, it's not Hua Houxue's voice!"
"Ah——!h
"Don't !!"
"Ah——!" bursts of piercing shouts, like needles piercing the tip of Liangchen's heart.
He glanced upstairs and saw that no one had come out of the other rooms, not sure if he was running away or if he was used to the sound.
And the people who were outside handing in tasks or shopping for things also sped up their pace more silently, as if they were rushing back to their rooms to avoid something.
"Save-save-save-save me!ahhh——!h
“!!!”
All that was left was the howl of a ghost crying wolf echoing in the cage-like space.
What kind of pain can make a person cry out in such despair, and the good day is unknown.
But a burst of sadness stirred by this heart-touching cry flooded my heart, probably because the rabbit died and the fox was sad, and the thing hurt it.
It may also be the powerlessness of feeling that fate is not in your own hands for the first time!
Suddenly, I felt someone tap on the shoulder, "Let's go in." ”
He turned his head to see Sinse looking at him, then turned back to his room.
"Alas~" Liangchen sighed and turned back to the room.
When the stone door was closed, the voice seemed to be quieter, but it was still in my ears.
After a while, the stone door was pushed open, and Hua Houxue walked into the room with a somewhat ugly face.
"The man didn't complete the task and was caught in the darkroom in the room, I heard them call that place a little black room!"
Maybe it was because she passed by the little black house, Hua Houxue said in a slightly nervous tone.
"Well, why doesn't this person spend some spiritual gold to buy a sword?" asked Liangchen.
"Maybe it's not much spiritual gold, or maybe no one wants to sell it. After all, whoever refines a surplus sword will keep it for spare, not for the spirit gold that is not of much use for the time being!" said Sinse, after a moment's thought.
"Yes, alas!" Liangchen sighed again.
After about two pillars of incense, the shouting outside had become hoarse.
Liangchen and several people sat in the room, their faces cloudy and uncertain, each thinking about their own thoughts.
"I can't stand it anymore, I went to the refining room to refine my sword. Hua Houxue got up and shouted, then turned around and entered the refining room.
"I've also gone to refine my sword. Lei Zhitian also got up and left.
Only Liangchen and Xinse were left to meditate with their eyes closed.
After another moment of incense, the screams grew quieter, and finally turned into bursts of inaudible sobs.
Liangchen felt irritability for no reason, and got up and paced around the room.
"Brother Ye's mood is not enough. Sinse opened his eyes and said slowly.
"Ah~ yes. I don't know why, my heart is irritable. Liangchen said.
"If you come, you will be safe. Since you can't change it, just accept it. Sinse's words made Liangchen stunned.
He pondered for a moment, then seemed to understand, and sat back down on the stone bed.
After about another stick of incense, the sound outside had stopped.
Liangchen slowly got up and walked outside the door, where he saw a man in ragged clothes and messy hair thrown out of the hut.
The man lay on the ground trembling all over, and took a break for tea before slowly getting up.
When he looked around, the man's face was like white paper, his face was sweating profusely, and his appearance, which he had seen in the past, had become distorted and hideous.
The man seemed to have exhausted all his strength to get up, and then staggered towards the spiral staircase in the center of the hall.
However, a few feet away, the man walked half a pillar of incense.
Finally reaching the stairs, the man grabbed the handguard of the spiral ladder with both hands and climbed up step by step.
He silently watched the man move slowly, and the restlessness in his heart had long since dissipated, replaced by a sense of compassion and peace.
Walking from the first floor to the third floor, the man took almost two pillars of incense.
After thinking about it, Liangchen slowly walked over and stretched out his hands to help the man's shoulders.
Out of defense, the man struggled suddenly, perhaps because his body was too weak, or because he saw Liangchen's determined and friendly gaze, he finally stopped resisting.
"I wonder where my brother lives?" asked Yoshitomi.
"Uh, six-c. The man pondered for a moment and replied.
"I wonder how many swords my brother has refined?" asked Liangchen after thinking for a while.
"Five. The man didn't seem to want to answer, but he said a number anyway.
"Why don't you buy a few swords? I've seen a lot of people who can't complete their tasks and buy them from others. Liangchen said the question in his heart.
"A few days ago, if the refining was not enough, I would find a way to buy a few to make up for it. It's just that now the spirit gold on his body has long been exhausted, where is the spirit gold to collect the sword!"
"I wonder how long my brother has been here?" asked Liangchen again.
"More than three months. The man thought for a moment and said.
"I've been here for more than three months, why can't I refine seven swords?"
Liangchen thought to himself, the craftsmen who hired the captives here must have been selected, and basically the refining of high-grade swords could reach six or seven out of ten.
Even if you can't start it, but you can't master it after three months, it's too unreasonable.
"Alas~ Brother doesn't know, I'm a body refining cultivator. Because the refining method is different, it can't be as fast as yours.
Each step takes a lot of time to complete, so at the end of each three days, I still have a few ingredients that have not yet been refined!" The man sighed and slowly said something that surprised Liangchen.
"No wonder!" said Liangchen in surprise.
"If I was given enough time, I would have been able to do it, but it was too short.
Alas! I didn't expect that I would end up like this when I was greedy at the beginning!" The man's face was decadent, and his face was loveless.
"Don't be like this, since you've come to this point, think of a way, there's always a way to think of!"
"By the way, if the other people in your room have any extra swords, it would be nice to help you. ”
"Alas, how can everyone think like you! A few people in the room also barely refined about seven, sometimes one more, sometimes one less.
Therefore, if they have an extra handful or two, they will keep them for spare. How can you help me?
In addition, I haven't been able to complete the task once or twice, and I've troubled others before, but now I really can't even open my mouth. ”
The man said bitterly about his situation.
While talking, the two walked to the door of Room 6 C,
"Brother, I'm sorry for you! I'll be here for you, and I'll be able to walk around on my own. ”
"Then I'll send it here. In Xia Ye Liangchen, living in the Bajia room, if you need it, you can come to me, if you can help you, you will definitely not shirk it. ”
He looked at the man's pale face, and thought that he was actually just like him, a grasshopper strung on a rope in the wind and rain, and said sincerely.
"In Xia Renjian, thank you Brother Ye for your help. ”
As if sensing the sincerity in Liangchen's tone, the man was slightly moved, and there was a trace of tears in his eyes.