Merchant of the Underworld

The condition of this villager was really terrible. His ear was bitten off by something, so he looked extremely scary.

The man in the T-shirt immediately squatted down, tested the other person's breath with his hand, then touched his heart, and said, "There is still hope."

Then the man in the T-shirt actually cut his finger and dripped his blood into the villager's mouth.

I was shocked. Could it be that the blood of the man in the T-shirt was a panacea for bringing the dead back to life?

As a few drops of blood entered the villager's mouth, I clearly saw that his pale face gradually regained its color. Then there was a lump in his throat, a fit of asthma, and he vomited a mouthful of black liquid!

When the black liquid was spit on the stone, it seemed like concentrated sulfuric acid, boiling the stone into many small bubbles. It didn't take long for them all to melt into the stone.

I was dumbfounded, what the hell is going on?

If this black liquid was really that toxic, would the villagers still be alive?

The man in the T-shirt kept staring at the pool of black liquid. After watching it for a long time, until the liquid was completely absorbed by the stone, I squatted down and touched the stone with my hand.

I noticed that the hands of the man in the T-shirt had turned black.

"How could this happen?" The man in the T-shirt looked at his hands and said to himself.

Suddenly he seemed to remember something and tore open the villager's shirt. The villager's chest and back were actually scratched with criss-crossing scars, as if he had been attacked by a large reptile. His body was completely bruised, and his bones were even exposed in some places.

But even though the injury was so serious, there was no blood on his body.

Zen Master Baimei immediately took out a silver needle from his pocket and pierced the villager's body fiercely, but the villager's body was like a clay sculpture, with no drop of blood flowing out.

Zen Master Baimei was so shocked that he squatted down and dug in the ground regardless of his image as a monk.

After digging less than half a meter, the soil was no longer black, but turned bright red like blood!

Looking at the red soil, Zen Master Baimei's face turned pale, and his whole body was shaking violently: "This... there is that thing here."

The man in the T-shirt also snorted: "No wonder this place is called Wild Dog Ridge..."

I was confused, so I asked the man in the T-shirt if this place is called Wild Dog Ridge. Is there any special allusion to it?

The man in the T-shirt nodded: "Come down the mountain quickly! We can't afford to offend that devil."

Li Mazi said unwillingly: "But where is Ye Long? We haven't found Ye Long yet."

The man in the T-shirt said: "We ran away again. That thing was not a night dragon at all, but a haechi horn. No one here will survive. Everyone, leave quickly."

"Isn't it Yelong Tao?" Li Mazi was almost desperate and stopped the man in the T-shirt: "Brother, are you lying to me? How could that thing not be Yelong Tao?"

The man in the T-shirt said: "I'm not going to lie to you, that's not Yelong. This is simply a conspiracy. Let's go quickly."

At this point, the man in the T-shirt gave us a rare warning: "Follow us closely. If we get separated next time, we will be dead!"

"But where is this villager?" I pointed to the villager whose ear was bitten off and said worriedly.

"He won't survive." The man in the T-shirt said, "His body must also be disposed of."

The man in the T-shirt casually took out a talisman. As he muttered something, the talisman burned instantly and was thrown on the corpse.

According to past experience, the corpse should have burst into flames as if gasoline had been poured on it, but strangely, the corpse did not burn. After the talisman fell on the corpse, it was extinguished quietly.

The man in the T-shirt took a deep breath, took out two talismans and threw them on the corpse.

But just like the previous time, the talisman was quickly destroyed...

As if this was nothing, something even weirder happened. The villager's face, which had improved, turned black again. Until the end, it almost turned into black coal.

This time, not only the man in the T-shirt had a headache, but also Zen Master Baimei looked horrified: "How could there be that thing here? It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be."

"What the hell?"

Li Mazi and I asked in unison.

"It's foggy..." At this time, the man in the T-shirt suddenly sighed coldly.

I looked into the distance, and sure enough, layers of thick white fog began to appear on Wild Dog Ridge again.

"What's going on? Didn't it say that the ghost market is over?"

"It's different." The man in the T-shirt said calmly: "Let's go, don't be left behind."

After saying that, the man in the T-shirt took my hand.

His hands were so cold that I shivered uncontrollably.

I then held Li Mazi’s hand, and Li Mazi held the hand of Zen Master Baimei, and we walked down bit by bit.

However, the further down we go, the more and more white fog becomes. It seems that not long after we have gone, the fog is already very thick, and the visibility is probably only one or two meters. With such visibility, the possibility of escaping is almost zero.

We walked for a long time, and finally we were horrified to find that we were back on the edge of the pit. I was desperate, knowing that we were going in circles.

I sighed, are we trapped here too?

Woof woof, woof woof!

At this time, a strange dog barking sound suddenly came from the quiet mountain forest.

It’s strange. Aren’t all the dogs in the village dead? This is a dog that jumped out of nowhere.

The barking of this dog is very strange, it sounds like a child whimpering, which is quite scary. Moreover, the sound was sometimes far away and sometimes close. When I heard it, I was in a trance and my heartbeat was speeding up.

The man in the T-shirt whispered: "Cover your ears, don't be distracted by the barking of the dog!"

I immediately covered my ears, but it didn't work. The dog barking kept lingering in my ears, as if it was trying to get into my ears.

I suddenly felt a pain in my shoulder, as if I had been bitten by something. I quickly turned my head, but was shocked to find that it was Li Mazi who bit me.

There was a smile on Li Mazi's lips, and the blood from my wound flowed out from the corners of his mouth. He was still swallowing big mouthfuls, as if my blood was delicious.

What really scares me is that when bitten by Li Mazi, I can only feel a faint pain, as if I were bitten by a mosquito.

I was so frightened that I grabbed Li Mazi's hair and slapped him twice in the face: "Li Mazi, wake up!"

He could tell with his toes that Li Mazi must have been confused by the strange barking of dogs.

Li Mazi's eyes were blurred by my beating, and he stood up unsteadily and wanted to bite me.

Fortunately, the man in the T-shirt had quick eyes and quick hands, and he knocked Li Mazi to the ground in one go.

Then the index finger and middle finger of his left hand penetrated into Li Mazi's throat and dug hard.

Li Mazi immediately lay on the ground and retched. After vomiting, his face gradually returned to normal: "What happened to me just now? Why do I feel like I have turned into a dog."

"You know why this mountain is called Wild Dog Ridge, right?" The man in the T-shirt said, "Because there is a wild dog here that became a spirit and even grew horns."

"A wild dog becomes a spirit?" I laughed dumbly. What does this mean? If Darwin finds out, won't he scold you to death?

Another burst of dog barking came from not far away. Zen Master Baimei coughed and deliberately made his voice louder: "Go home, you are full, why are you so crazy outside?"

I can’t laugh or cry. Is Zen Master Baimei kidding? Are wild dogs ordinary dogs? Can you scold it away?

But what happened next made me stunned. Zen Master Baimei actually got it right. I clearly saw a black shadow emerging from the white mist in the distance, whimpering and running away.

Just...that simple? I stammered and looked at Zen Master Baimei. I couldn't believe my eyes.

"It seems we can't get out of Wild Dog Ridge." Zen Master Baimei said, "Let's just go back to the village."

The man in the T-shirt was a little reluctant: "We can give it a try, maybe Yubu can do it..."

"What about the villagers at the foot of the mountain? Do they understand Yubu?" Zen Master Baimei was compassionate and could not bear to see the village being massacred.

The man in the T-shirt was silent, and in the end he could only nod. But his eyes were looking at us: "Where are you two? I'll send you two out first! Staying won't help much."

Li Mazi and I looked at each other and understood each other's thoughts.

Escape, who wouldn't want to escape? But if we leave, will we be worthy of Zen Master Baimei and the man in the T-shirt? After all, Zen Master Baimei and the man in the T-shirt fell into this dangerous situation to save us. It was really heartless and senseless for us to just leave.

What's more, there are still so many villagers who need us to rescue them.

So Li Mazi and I discussed it and finally decided to stay!