Chapter 117 Method
A human skin room and an alchemy room are enough to show how crazy Fanyin Temple is.
"I... don't want to go any further."
Just when Fu Qingzhou was about to go deeper, Qiu Chan suddenly grabbed the corner of his clothes, with a rare pleading in her eyes. : "That's enough, no, no need to continue, right?"
Fu Qingzhou sighed lightly.
He knew that the scene here was too shocking, and even people who were used to killing people would find it difficult to accept this practice method of using living people as clothes and medicine.
This is not even a demon anymore, but an evil.
Who knows what else might be inside? Who knows what other horrific and perverted things these evil monks have done?
"Let's do it, you go out first." He whispered: "Ask the living person carefully, and then I will walk inside... Maybe there is still a living person captured by them, and I can save one. It’s one.”
“You...”
Qiu Chan bit her lip and glanced sideways: "Then I'll go with you! You can do it, why can't I!"
Fu Qingzhou couldn't laugh or cry: "Why are you trying to be strong at this time? Just go up if you can't stand it. "
Qiu Chan shook her head vigorously.
The smoker smiled and said: "Boss Fu, you usually look smart, but you are actually quite stupid. The little girl is scared and doesn't dare to go alone."
Qiu. Chan was very embarrassed and said: "How could I be afraid!"
"I'm just afraid, I'm just afraid. If you're not afraid, why don't you take the lead and walk in?" Smoker mocked.
Qiu Chan gritted her teeth, but in the end she didn’t go inside and stood still.
Fu Qingzhou laughed: "Okay, okay, don't make any noise. There are no people from Fanyin Temple in this villa. They are all dead no matter what. There is nothing to be afraid of. Let's walk in slowly. "That's right."
Qiu Chan lowered his head: "Well..."
The two continued to go deeper into the corridor and passed several more doorways, but this time it was no longer the same. What a mess of flesh and blood, just some weapons and pills placed there.
It wasn't until he entered the deepest doorway that he finally saw the victim Fu Qingzhou had been looking for.
This room is clearly a prison cell, but there are no bars or iron doors. There are five people huddled in the hay-covered room, including three men and two women. They all look quite young, probably in their teens or twenties. About years old.
But what is heartbreaking is that all of them have unfocused eyes and expressionless faces. They all seem to have their souls destroyed like the little spirits before.
Wearing only thin linen clothes, these five people huddled in the corner like five little beasts, with food residues remaining in the corners of their mouths. There were several wooden barrels in the other corner of the room, which contained strong The smell of excrement.
It can be seen that the five of them finished eating, drinking and eating in this small place... and in order to control them conveniently, it should be the fate that directly wiped out their souls and turned them into half-dead people.
"They..."
Qiu Chan also had some pity in her eyes: "They are not even living people."
Fu Qingzhou sighed leisurely.
His anger was almost used up, leaving only a strong sense of powerlessness.
This is just the land of Shu, just an abandoned villa far away from the main temple of Fanyin Temple. There are only three monks in this villa, and they can create such a terrifying scene!
What about other places?
How many large cellars like this are there, how many people who have lost their names and identities are still imprisoned, and how many young lives are being skinned to make medicine? !
There was a faint warmth rising in his lower back, making his eyes reddish.
"Kill..."
He murmured unconsciously: "Kill them and free them."
Qiu Chan was startled and looked at him in shock: "Kill them? Why not bring them back to Nugget Town? Maybe their family members are still alive?"
These words shocked Fu Qingzhou, and he woke up instantly. The redness in the eyes also faded quickly. He immediately understood that it was the scene in front of him that made his body surge with joy and gain the upper hand!
Not daring to hesitate at all, he immediately sat cross-legged on the spot, closed his eyes tightly, and performed the Yi Ran Jue.
Qiu Chan was stunned: "What's wrong with you?"
"Don't worry, he's fine." Yan Gui said leisurely: "It's just that his skills are a bit special, don't worry about him, just let him be quiet for a while."
A few minutes later, Fu Qingzhou opened his eyes and said: Take a breath.
For him, the most difficult thing is how to adjust his mood when encountering such a thing.
Meditating and exercising are just an aid to suppress Qi Ranjue. The only thing he really did just now was to strengthen his mind.
Fanyin Temple practices evil ways and refines living people, so what you have to do is to smash their conspiracy!
Whether it is to avenge my father or to do justice for heaven, this is what I must do, and it is also what I want to do most at this time!
Powerless? mournful?
That is just the self-pity of the weak. Since I can destroy one villa today, I can destroy ten more tomorrow, until the entire Fanyin Temple is wiped out from the world!
After thinking about this matter, Yi Ran Jue rolled up, gradually diluting the aura of Qi Ran Jue, and the two regained a balance in his body.
But even so, Fu Qingzhou still had some palpitations.
Qi Ran Jue is so terrifying... it penetrates all the way.
I just had a slight flaw in my mind, and it suddenly exploded.
There were not many changes in the past two years on Langhuan Mountain. Qi Ranjue only created some dangers on the day he broke through the five realms, which caused Fu Qingzhou to not pay so much attention to mental state cultivation. Now it seems...
What you really want to cultivate is not your gong, but your heart.
“Let’s go, let’s call Brother Wu and take these people out together.” Fu Qingzhou whispered: “Although he doesn’t want to be an enemy of Jin Chan Temple, he can’t save people anymore. ”
Unexpectedly, after Wu Changfeng used the vegetable oil from the kitchen of the villa to wash away the quicklime powder on his eyes and followed the two of them underground, his whole body seemed to be set on fire!
"These damn turtles! They are inhumane!"
He looked at the human skin and the alchemy furnace, and he was so angry that he kept grinding his teeth and punched a big hole in the wall with one palm: "I have to kill all these bastards!"
Qiu Chan narrowed her eyes and looked at him: "Brother Wu is not worried about Jin Chan Temple anymore?"
"Worried about the ball! ”
Wu Changfeng tore off his cassock, threw it on the ground, and stepped on it hard: "I don't care about this bullshit Jin Chan Temple! Damn it, I want to tell my father about this, and then ask him to do some more Old brother, ask him to go and destroy this Fanyin Temple!"
But Fu Qingzhou said: "Brother Wu, no."
Wu Changfeng turned and glared at him: "Why not?!"
"Once you do this, it will spread all over the world... Do you think the people in the world will believe in you and me, or in Jin Chan Temple?" Fu Qingzhou asked calmly.
Wu Dafeng was furious and pointed at the human skin hanging on the roof: "Can these not be considered evidence?!"
Fu Qingzhou shook his head: "Who can prove that this villa belongs to Fanyin Temple? Is that alive outside? Who can he represent as a little monk? With the influence of Jinchan Temple, wouldn't it be too much to deny this matter? Easy? "
Qiu Chan also said from the side: "That's true. This will easily alert the enemy and cause unnecessary trouble. It may also make our evidence collection more complicated and difficult. ”
Wu Changfeng was so angry that he kicked the wall.
Fu Qingzhou pressed his shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Wu, if you really want to help, I have a way."
(End of Chapter)