Chapter 614 Battle Slave
After the battle, Meng Zifei immediately came up to him. He looked at Bailian excitedly and said, "Brother Si Chen, why are you here?"
< br>Bailian was about to speak when he saw a gloomy look of death on the weak face of the young monk lying on his shoulder.
His eyes moved and he said in a deep voice: "Save people first."
Meng Zifei came to his senses: "That's right! Save people first, save people first."
His breathing was very disordered, and he obviously suffered serious internal injuries, but he still handed Jiang Shaoyu to Bai Lian in an orderly manner.
Meng Zifei carefully untied his coat and spread it on the ground, and then carefully placed him on the ground covered with a layer of clothes.
Jiang Shaoyu was obviously a little confused at this time. He grabbed Meng Zifei's sleeve tightly, opened his mouth wide, and breathed rapidly: "Help me...save me...I don't want to die."
Meng Zifei patted the back of his hand, comforted him for a while, then lowered his eyebrows to check the injury on his leg.
The broken leg that was torn by the vaginal hand can no longer be reattached. Not only the muscles and bones are torn, but the jagged and bloody wound is also covered with a layer of greenish green that is obviously highly toxic. The gray color continues to spread towards the calf, and now it has climbed up to the thigh.
Meng Zifei made a decisive decision without any hesitation, and cut his whole leg off with the sword.
At this time, Jiang Shaoyu had been eroded by the poison of the vaginal hand so much that he no longer felt any pain. His pale lips did not even tremble, he just looked at the stump of his flying leg with a sad expression. Unconsciously, he tensed up and said in a solemn voice: "Thank you...Thank you Brother Meng for saving me..."
Meng Zifei hurriedly said: "It's okay now. It was Brother Si Chen who saved us. Tonight we It’ll be okay.”
Jiang Shaoyu's eyes were filled with gratitude but also deep respect. He looked at Balian and said, "Thank you, brother, for your generous help."
"You're welcome." Balian had a hemostasis on his body. After giving him some wound medicine, he simply bandaged and treated the wound and said, "What's going on in this valley? I saw a lot of stables built in the mountain, and a large number of human monks were imprisoned in them. It looks like..."
Meng Zifei smiled bitterly and said, "It looks like cattle and sheep that have been kept in captivity, right?"
Bailian did not answer his question, but looked into Meng Zifei's eyes and asked: "Farewell to the ghost mountain, where did Mr. Meng go? I I've been looking for you at the Bronze Gate for a long time, but I haven't found your footprints. I thought Mr. Meng encountered something unexpected inside the Bronze Gate."
Meng Zifei's expression froze slightly, and then he slowly lowered his head. , gently wiping the long sword between his arms and wrists with his sleeves.
This is one of his most common habits. Every time he is worried, he will subconsciously wipe the whisk held between his arms.
It’s just that Fu Chen’s old sword is no longer there. The sword in his hand at this moment has never been seen by Balian before. It is obviously a new spiritual sword.
Meng Zifei was silent for a long time. Just when Bai Lian thought he was deliberately avoiding the question, he suddenly spoke again: "Brother Si Chen, there is no need to test me with words."
Meng Zifei raised his head, The pupils in his eye sockets were too deep, as if they were burning with fire. He was serious and honest: "You guessed it right, I... defected to the demons."
Bailian was slightly touched by his confession. Surprised.
On the contrary, Jiang Shaoyu, who had closed his eyes to recuperate, heard these words unexpectedly, and thunder seemed to explode in his ears.
He opened his eyes quickly and looked at him in disbelief, saying: "How could Brother Meng defect to the demons?! Are you kidding me?"
If it was a person who was greedy for life and feared death and took refuge in the demon clan, how could he resolutely rescue him in such a desperate situation just now?
Meng Zifei’s extraordinarily candid attitude actually made it difficult for Balian to continue questioning him.
Bailian didn't seem to care about Meng Zifei's surrender to the demon clan. He just looked at the sword in his arm, shook his head and said: "It's just a pity that sword... Mr. Meng is really willing to dust the dust."
Meng Zifei's body trembled slightly, a hint of fear surged in his throat, his face was pale, and his mind was wandering. After a long while, he murmured: "Brother Si Chen, you can blame me. ?”
Bailian shook his head and said: “Those with thin soil will not be able to produce big things, and those with shallow water will not be able to swim. Mr. Meng is not a thing in the pond, and the rot of dung beetles is acceptable. Transformed into a cicada, Master Meng became a demon You have your own calculations about what your actions are, and you don’t need outsiders to judge. I am not a saint who punishes all evils in the world, and I am not a Taoist priest who slays demons. The word "complaint" is too heavy. "
Meng Zifei's eyes were deep, he smiled to himself and said: "A gentleman has tolerance for others, but a villain is jealous, but Meng is short-sighted."
Bailian doesn't think he has it. How much room there is for people.
I just feel that there are countless monsters and ghosts in this world, and he himself is by no means a kind person.
If a human monk had to complain and be annoyed because he took refuge with the demons, wouldn’t it be a tiring life?
He's just not that cynical.
Bailian wiped off the demon blood on Tiance Junshan's sword, and said: "Since Mr. Meng surrendered to the demons, why did he fall into this state again? And in this valley, why are so many humans being raped? Captivity?”
Meng Zifei With a face full of bitterness and unbearable, he explained: "These are war slaves."
"War slaves?"
"Well, similar to those in various Immortal Palace sects in the world. The demons were suppressed and surrendered. Taixuanzong and Cangwu. The Palace and the Tianxi Sword Sect each set up the Demon Suppressing Mountain, the Demon Punishment Hall, and the Sin Sword Pool to detain the demons surrendered by their disciples. This Baiqiu Mountain is the war slave camp specially built by the demon clan for us human monks. ."
"Zongheng is in the world. The demons will be surrendered and suppressed by the forces of the immortal sects. In the demon world, genius disciples carefully trained by hundreds of immortal sects will sneak into the demon world every year to monitor all major events in the demon world and pass important news to the human world. < br>
Over the past thousands of years, countless talented monks have been buried in the demon world, but at the same time, it is precisely because of these people that our righteous immortal sect in the world has been able to avoid devastating disasters many times. "
"These monks have extremely important responsibilities, but once their identity is exposed and they fall into the hands of the demons, they will be nailed to slave chains and exiled to this Baiqiu Mountain, where they will become war slaves and serve the monsters in the mountain. The beasts are trained, entertained, and even fed.
Those who can safely spend three years in the Baiqiu Mountain can memorize the Summoning Demon City again, hand in the certificate of surrender, and swear to be used by the demons for the rest of their lives. From then on, their lives will eventually become the battlefield. A sharp-edged weapon that the demons point to the right path in the world. "
Speaking of this, Meng Zifei laughed at himself and said: "I am ashamed to say that I, Meng, am neither a hero who sacrifices his life for righteousness nor a gentleman who cares about the world. After getting it, he was abandoned and humiliated by the demon clan. He was reduced to this, and it was really his own fault. ”
Jiang Shaoyu was originally extremely disgusted and resentful of his revelation that he had an affair with the devil, but now he heard his words full of remorse, and he was able to show his wrongdoings without any concealment.< br>
This magnanimity actually gave him a sense of admiration.
"Brother Meng, please don't blame yourself too much. No one is a saint, and all humans hide their selfish desires.
The demons are cunning and cunning, and are good at bewitching and playing with people's hearts. For a moment, you suddenly found the way to the devil. Although it is wrong, the victory lies in having a heart that distinguishes between good and evil. With a clear sense of right and wrong, now that I have regrets, I can just change my mistakes and there is no need to be so brooding."
Under Jiang Shaoyu's gentle persuasion, Meng Zifei still didn't seem to be so relaxed. Relieved, he just forced a smile and said no more words.
As for Meng Zifei's self-deprecation and self-deprecation, Bai Lian did not express too many thoughts. He glanced at the collars of the two of them and saw a metal collar engraved with patterns.
The collar was a loose ring that seemed easily removable, but neither of them took off this humiliating symbol. "The slave lock that Mr. Meng is talking about is this thing around your neck?"
Mr. Meng nodded and said, "Exactly."
Bailian looked at it With two eyes, the collar seemed to have something inside it: "This slave chain seems to be unable to lock people's cultivation. Just now I saw that Mr. Meng's body skills are still the same and have not been affected by it at all. Why not escape from this valley by night?" , find a way to leave the demon world."
Jiang Shaoyu clenched his fists angrily and said: "We always want to leave this ghost place, but the demons' methods of torturing people are too clever. This circle is It will not damage our cultivation, but the slave lock cannot be too far away from the key. If we leave the mountain without permission, we will definitely end up with our body and head missing.”
Although Meng Zifei felt ashamed about the collar around his neck, he did not hide it in front of Bailian. Instead, he opened the collar generously, revealing his whole face.
“Furthermore, this slave lock seems to be able to dismantle itself, but in fact, a seven-inch long iron thorn is made on the inner ring at the back of the neck. When the collar is put on, the iron thorn will automatically The neck bone is inserted all the way into the spine.
If forced. If we take off this collar, the power of the iron thorns will lose control in an instant and break our spines inch by inch, leaving us useless for the rest of our lives."
The methods of the demons are indeed true. It's clever, but it's a way to torture people into unspeakable misery.
They clearly have a hundred ways to trample the lives and dignity of these human monks under their feet, but they still want to leave people with a glimmer of hope.
Dignity and life, you can only choose one or the other.
Whether it is Meng Zifei or Jiang Shaoyu, they are both capable of unlocking this humiliating collar.
But if you take off this necklace, it will be like breaking your own spine with your own hands. How can you struggle to survive in this chaotic night?
But if you let the collar cover your neck in order to survive this chaotic night, it means that you have personally ruined your dignity as a human being.
The pain and entanglement within it cannot be summed up in words.
Three years...
If someone could really struggle to survive in this mountain for three years without dignity like a domestic animal, his arrogance would have been completely wiped out long ago, and he would be used by the demons. , I will never dare to have a trace of the opposite sex in my life.
The demon clan’s method is no different from training a dog.
“I didn’t see any demon generals in charge of humans in the mountains, so who is under the jurisdiction of humans and demons in this mountain?”
Meng Zifei straightened his collar and said: "There are distinct classes in this mountain. Even the humans who have become war slaves will find ways to stand higher in the slave camp, win privileges, and make themselves more comfortable.
Those who are strong and willing to drive the demons will be given the right to govern us. Then such people will not be preyed upon by the demons at night.
But the real master here is still the demon in the mountain. The war slaves who have spent the night safely do not dare to hide themselves, and will return to their own cages honestly, not daring to make mistakes. "
Bailian was silent for a moment, and then asked again: "Capturing humans, feeding demons, and cultivating war slaves, are these all what the Demon Lord means? "
Meng Zifei was startled, and then smiled bitterly and said: "A few days after I first entered the demon world, Meng didn't know who made this rule. ”
Fortunately, Jiang Shaoyu, who has been lurking in the demon world for ten years, was able to solve Bailian’s doubts.
"I know this. The Demon Lord is not very interested in humans. All humans who collide with her will basically not survive the next day. She also doesn't like to leave humans in the demon world. I heard that the person who built Baiqiu Mountain is The young demon king Mi Lu.”
It turns out to be Mi Lu.
Bailian put the wiped Tiance Junshan sword into its sheath.
At this time, Meng Zifei said with some hesitation in his voice: "Brother Si Chen, Mr. Meng knows that his moral character is lacking, and he is not worthy of your efforts to save me. But I am innocent, can you please Save my mortal disciple."
Bailian's face changed slightly, and his eyes became serious: "You involved Miss Xiaolan?"
Meng Zifei felt deeply guilty and regretful: "Because of my wrong thoughts at that time, I implicated innocent people, cramping and peeling off bones is a light thing to me, but my disciple has never done anything evil. I hope Brother Sichen will see it in those days." Under the friendship of our companions in Kongcang Mountain, at least... at least I was able to save my Disciple."
Bailian stopped talking nonsense and said in a deep voice: "Guide the way."
"Thank you, Brother Si Chen, for your kindness!" Meng Zifei looked happy and hurriedly bent down. He picked up Jiang Shaoyu and turned around, his nose hit a mountain wall.
But when he sat down, there was clearly nothing behind him.
The sudden change caused the blood on his face to suddenly lose color, and cold sweat spread all over his body.
It's the small mountain on the back of the human-faced ape!
But just now, the mountain behind the ape's back was clearly pushed out by Balian, and then it appeared behind him silently.
Not to mention that Meng Zifei hadn't noticed it yet, even Bailian, who had been paying attention to his surroundings with his consciousness outside, couldn't react.
It was as if the hill disappeared in an instant and appeared behind Meng Zifei in an instant.
While Meng Zifei was stiff and at a loss, a human face slowly emerged from the mountain.
The strange thing is that the outline of the facial features of that human face is exactly the same as that of Meng Zifei.
The facial features were distorted and painful, as if they had been tortured, and the hollow eyes made of stone were constantly leaking fine blood.
The picture is so weird that it makes people feel numb.
The mouth of that face opened and closed, emitting a small sound with unknown syllables, like a curse. As soon as it entered the ear, it felt as if thousands of needles were piercing the eardrums.
The voice seemed to have invisible magic power. Meng Zifei wanted to escape and retreat immediately, but his legs grew like roots on the ground.
His face was stiff, and he opened his mouth uncontrollably along with the face on the mountain.
The twisted human face let out a rapid and sharp scream, and the pure white essence visible to the naked eye continued to overflow from Meng Zifei's mouth and nose, and was continuously absorbed by the face.
In just the blink of an eye, the gravel on the human face peeled off, revealing human-like skin.
Looking back at Meng Zifei's face, it was gradually becoming mottled and petrified, condensing the frightened and twisted expression on his face.
(End of this chapter)