This aura is deadly

Xu Jing walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and saw a civilian lying on the bed. The civilian had his eyes closed, his face was haggard, and his lips were bloodless.

Chen Ke also opened the quilt and took a look. He opened several of them in succession and found that these civilians were old and young, male and female.

"Look, they are transfusing blood..." Xu Jing reminded.

Chen Ke pushed through the blood mist and found that there was indeed an iron shelf in the darkness behind each bed, with a glass bottle hanging on it, containing black and red blood.

An unhygienic-looking rubber tube was connected to an aluminum hollow syringe. The other end was connected to the civilian's heart and was wrapped in a piece of white gauze.

"Is this blood sent directly to the heart?" Xu Jing was surprised.

"I'm afraid this is not a blood transfusion..." Chen Ke shook his head and gently untied the white gauze on a civilian's chest. He saw that his heart seemed to have a sarcoma, a large bulge, with an injection needle inserted inside. Blood is being drawn.

Xu Jing covered her mouth and nose.

"You think this is disgusting?" Chen Ke smiled.

He slowly pulled the needle out of the sarcoma. He didn't expect the needle to be so long. After pulling it out, he visually estimated that it was seven or eight centimeters long.

"This length is enough to insert into the heart." Xu Jing shook her head.

After the needle was taken out, the civilian let out a slight gasp, and then became completely silent. Xu Jing knew that the other person was dead without touching the artery, because in the spiritual vision, his body no longer had a blue outline.

"What do you think they are doing?" Chen Ke asked.

"Definitely not receiving treatment, but collecting blood." Xu Jing said.

"Wouldn't it be better to collect blood from a vein? Why do we need to collect blood from the heart? Moreover, what's the reason for the swelling in the chest?" Chen Ke was puzzled.

"I can't guess the motive of the deity sect's behavior. Maybe they have their own reasons. Is the blood mist floating out of them?" Xu Jing said.

"No." Chen Ke shook his head. He shook away the mist that only he could see. No new ones appeared on the civilians' bodies.

"It must be nearby. Have you found any clues?" Xu Jing asked. She couldn't see the fog and could only rely on Chen Ke to identify it.

Chen Ke was also at a loss. He was in the fog and it would be good if he didn't get lost. How could he find the source of the fog?

Moreover, Chen Ke has inhaled a lot of this mist. I don’t know if this thing is harmful to the body. At least for now, apart from being rather choking, there are no other symptoms.

The two of them could only search these rooms based on their senses. There were civilians whose blood was collected in each room. Judging from the accumulated amount of blood in the glass bottles, it could be judged that these civilians had stayed here for a short time.

Chen Ke didn't know what the blood was going to be used for. Could it be to collect various blood types to fill the blood bank and provide medical backup blood transfusions for some rich and powerful men?

"Look, the door of this room... is much larger than ordinary ones." Xu Jing said.

Chen Ke stopped, pushed aside the fog, and looked at the door of the room Xu Jing mentioned.

It was a double solid wood door with a height of almost 3 meters. It was generally not used indoors, let alone in underground spaces.

In Xu Jing's eyes, Chen Ke's behavior was a bit funny. He was like a person who went out with an umbrella on a sunny day to avoid getting wet.

"This fog is too thick... cough cough... the source is here." Chen Ke choked a few times from the pungent blood gas. He saw red mist seeping out from under the door.

Xu Jing clung to the door, her pupils emitting a blue circle of light, and she peered inside with her spiritual vision.

She looked at it for a moment, then turned to look at Chen Ke and shook her head to indicate that there was no one inside.

"Get ready...cough cough cough..." Chen Ke coughed harder, and the sun mark on his chest started to rotate, as if something inside was attracting him.

"Are you... okay?" Xu Jing asked.

"Don't worry about me. Open the door slowly. If something goes wrong, let's leave, okay?" Chen Ke also stuck to the door, covering his mouth and nose, and a blue light group appeared in his right hand, which was a soul ready to go. gun.

"As you said, Chen Ke, open it and take a look." Xu Jing nodded.

Chen Ke gently turned the door handle and locked it, as expected.

His palm slowly heated up, burning through the copper lock on the door. There was only a clang and the sound of a hard object falling from the door.

Xu Jing was startled, took half a step back, and pointed the gun at the crack of the door. She knew that the door handle inside had been burned to the ground.

The sound seemed extremely discordant in the quiet environment. The two waited by the door for a while and found that nothing happened.

Chen Ke gently opened the door, and a large amount of blood mist was like thick rain and dew. Chen Ke even felt a thin layer of dew on his face.

"Chen...Chen Ke, what's going on on your face?!" Xu Jing stared at Chen Ke with her eyes widened.

Chen Ke frowned, feeling that something was wrong. He wiped his face and felt that his palms were sticky. When he looked down, he found that his hands were full of blood...

"The blood... is not my blood, it is the cause of the fog." Chen Ke said calmly. He found that not only his face, but also his clothes were covered in blood after the thick blood mist poured out of the room.

"Do you feel uncomfortable? Do you feel any changes in some parts of your body?" Xu Jing asked cautiously.

Chen Ke shook his head. He only felt that he was wet with blood, that's all. Of course, the sun mark on his heart was constantly turning, which he didn't tell Xu Jing.

He asked Xu Jing to look inside first. After all, the thick blood mist made it impossible for him to see the surrounding environment clearly. It would be safer to let Xu Jing explore the way first.

Xu Jing pushed open her half of the door. In Chen Ke's eyes, wet and sticky blood flowed out from the widened door crack like a tide, and his hair was wet.

The blood poured down Chen Ke's neck into his clothes, sliding deeper along the curves and grooves of the muscles. It was like Chen Ke had taken a blood bath.

Xu Jing walked into the room first and let out an exclamation. Chen Ke tensed up, thinking that something dangerous had happened, but he didn't hear the gunfire.

He wiped his face, wiped away the blood from his eyes, looked at Xu Jing and asked, "What's in it?"

"You'd better come and see for yourself." Xu Jing's voice came from inside. It sounded like there was no other emotion except surprise.

Chen Ke walked into the room, shook off the strong blood energy in front of him, and saw a large iron bed twenty steps away. This iron bed was estimated to be 30 square meters, occupying one-third of the entire room.

There was a very huge thing stacked on the iron bed, covered by a white cloth, and complex pipelines stretched out from the gap between the white cloth and the iron bed.

The two of them took a closer look and saw that the pipelines were the rubber tubes used by civilians to collect blood. Looking back along the pipelines, they saw numerous tubes connected to four large glass tanks that were three people high and two people wide, all of which were filled with red blood.

Under the white cloth was the source of blood. Chen Ke felt like he was bathing in a still waterfall, covered in blood.

Xu Jing looked at the changes in Chen Ke's body, with vigilance and worry in her eyes. Chen Ke's body was coated with a thick layer of blood lipids, his hair was dyed dark red, and his face was covered with blood, and the blood flowed smoothly. The hem of his windbreaker dripped to the ground.

"Chen Ke? Are you sure there is nothing wrong with you?" Xu Jing asked worriedly.

"My whole body is covered in blood... I don't feel anything else. I'm curious about what's under this white cloth. Why am I the only one affected by this blood mist?" Chen Ke said, reaching out to peel off the white cloth.

Xu Jing grabbed Chen Ke's wrist: "You'd better think clearly."

"You have become more cautious, Xu Jing. You insisted on coming down just now." Chen Ke smiled.

Xu Jing had a fierce ideological struggle and finally let go of Chen Ke's wrist.

Chen Ke grabbed the white cloth and pulled it. It was easier than expected. The white cloth suddenly slid down along the outline of the thing, revealing what was hidden underneath.

Under the interference of the blood mist, Chen Ke hadn't seen clearly what it was. He only felt a big black lump in front of his eyes, but Xu Jing had already covered her mouth in surprise.

I saw an extremely huge cockroach lying on the big iron bed, and a message box appeared in the corner of Chen Ke's eyes:

[Category: Gods]

[Form: Entity]

[Status: dead]