Watch Out! Danger Ahead
Chapter 985: purpose
"High energy ahead (
After a while, several people finally finished eating and licked the bowl cleanly before putting the bowl down reluctantly.
There were more soups delivered today than yesterday, but the women seemed to have not eaten enough, and even listening carefully, they could still hear the rumbling of their stomachs.
"When I'm full, I clean up the corpse."
Song Qingxiao waited for them to finish eating, then kicked the corpse and ordered.
A few women expected Ai Ai to agree. It may be that they had the experience of the previous two days. Although they were still scared, they knew that they could not escape.
After a pause, several people gathered their courage and stepped forward to grab and lift the man's body.
The corpse was heavier than yesterday, and everyone was afraid that he would come back again, and even the woman holding the cat held a heavy incense tripod and tied his body together.
Several women worked together to lift his body out of the boathouse and throw it into the river.
There were more **** footprints on the ground in the boathouse than yesterday. Jian'er and the other three people splashed water, and each took a brush to wash the bloodmarks on the ground.
It was just similar to the situation yesterday, no matter how hard they tried, there was no way to get rid of these **** footprints.
And as the river immersed in, the blood leaked more and more, and almost all the wooden boards from the door of the boathouse to the bed were dyed red.
"I can't wash it--"
Jianer sighed while brushing the floor.
The harder she tried, the deeper the blood.
The hull swayed slightly with her power, and the bottom of the ship slapped against the river, making a sound of ‘crushing’.
The sky gradually darkened, and the third night was approaching.
It may be that in the process of getting along these few days, the girls have a common purpose. They are no longer jealous and noisy as they used to be. The relationship between them seems to be much more harmonious.
When night came, under the chill, the women got closer, and they had a sense of leaning against each other to keep warm.
This change made Song Qingxiao not sure whether she should be worried or happy. After the light went out, she could feel the eyes of the women falling on her, as if observing her state through the darkness.
In the darkness, Song Qingxiao began to feel tired.
This is not a good sign!
After she stepped into the door of practice, as her strength increased, her spiritual power nourished her veins, making her no longer need to rely on sleep and food to increase her physical fitness.
The powerful sense of spirit allowed her to stay awake, but at this time she felt that her eyelids were abnormally sore, and her stomach kept ringing.
The boathouse was quiet inside and outside, and several women who hadn't completely fallen asleep should have clearly heard the sound of her stomach when she was hungry.
In the darkness, there is a strange atmosphere lingering in the boathouse, like the brief silence before the storm is approaching.
Song Qingxiao didn't panic. The experience of the trial scene made her calm and her endurance was amazing.
She forcibly resisted the drowsiness, every time her eyelids were sore, she bit her tongue and lips heavily.
Until the smell of blood was smelled, the tingling drove her sleep away and kept her awake.
She tried to sense spiritual power, but the veins seemed to be disconnected from the outside world.
Divine consciousness was also rapidly degrading. When she wanted to call the Heaven Slaying Sword, the little dragon soul she had contained in her body did not react at all.
The sky began to show cyan light little by little, and the darkness in the boathouse was driven away, but the despair and fear were worse than in the middle of the night.
After experiencing what happened a few days ago, Song Qingxiao clearly knew what would happen in the near future.
When the sky gets dark, the sound of'takta' footsteps will sound.
The man who died three times in her hands will return again, and will be stronger and more ferocious every time.
Compared with this corpse that could never be defeated and completely killed, her strength was getting weaker and weaker.
If her strength is completely lost, what kind of method should she use to survive?
A kind of fear turned into yin and cold, penetrated into the soles of her feet, and quickly spread to her body.
"Come back!" In Song Qingxiao's mind, the heart-piercing cry of the old Taoist priest before stepping into the red mist sounded, beckoning her to retreat.
"Go back?" There was such a question in her heart.
Relying on his own strength, he rushed into this place, and ended up in such a dilemma, "Is it true that as the master said, I shouldn't enter here?"
As soon as this thought comes out, regrets arise like a tide.
"Before entering a hundred years, I met with a group of ancient people who didn't know whether they were humans or ghosts. They knew nothing about the mission and were alone. It's better to stay on the black ship. At least I have the strength to resist the evil corpses."
She thought silently:
"No matter how bad, if there are masters and big brothers standing by my side, they will definitely try their best to protect me."
Thinking of this, she seemed to regret it even more:
"I promised the master to go back, but now I am trapped here and my strength is gone, how can I go back?"
The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she became, her nose was sour, and her eye sockets seemed to be overflowing with water:
"If I can't go back, Master doesn't know how sad it is."
"correct!"
She turned her gaze, and through the dim light, she saw the small bucket that the catwoman was holding on top of the boathouse cabinet.
Those are the buckets for soup, and in the early morning hours, a special person will deliver meals.
Now her poor condition and declining strength have a lot to do with her not being able to drip as much as possible in the past few days.
As the woman holding the cat said, if she eats some, will her strength be restored?
As soon as this speculation flooded into Song Qing's mind, she was immediately moved.
She has enjoyed the taste of superior strength, once the strength weakens, she will naturally be very flustered.
When the weak and ant-like existence in her eyes became stronger and more terrifying than her, enough to threaten her life and make her powerless, her desire for strength increased exponentially, wishing to restore her peak immediately period.
"When the soup arrives, if there is more, I must have a big bowl!"
She secretly made up her mind, thinking of this, even swallowed a big mouth greedily.
‘Gudong. ’
The voice was extremely loud in the boathouse, and the other women must have heard it very clearly.
"Is this your purpose?" At this moment, Song Qingxiao slowly opened his eyes, revealing a faint smile.
From the moment when he stepped into the red mist, but was drawn into the scene a hundred years ago, Song Qingxiao had been thinking about what the female ghost was doing.
At the moment when she discovered that her strength was weakened, she did have surprises and doubts, and when she discovered that her body was degraded, and the long-lost feelings of hunger, fear, and fatigue were recurring, she tried to restrain her with strong perseverance.
Patience and restraint are handy for her, as if it had been carved into her heart and became her instinct.
But she found that the more restrained, the more boring the feeling.
And this purposeless patience is not smart.
She was trapped in the game. She didn't know what was the decision of the one who set the game. She could only passively be at the mercy of others and it was difficult to break the game.
At this time, Song Qing simply let go of the shackles in her happiness, letting go of her heart's desires, leaving only a trace of the clarity of the sea.
It was precisely because of this move that she wanted to understand a lot of things.
"You want me to feel their suffering, so you deprive me of my power and make me feel their fear."
Send her and these women to one place, so that she will gradually become an ordinary and weak woman, and taste the despair that these five women have experienced a hundred years ago.
Hunger, restlessness, and fear attack her state of mind, and the only thing that can save her and get her out of trouble is the bucket of meat soup.
Anything abnormal is a demon.
Where did the meat soup in the bucket come from?
The woman holding the cat clearly said that Li Guochao didn't give birth and was entangled with the mob.
In order to fulfill his promise to "share the grain field" that day, he had to burn, kill, loot, and fill the military needs.
So he assembled an army to attack Shenzhuang, the reason is that Shenzhuang is wealthy.
However, after a good fight at this time, a lot of manpower and material resources have not been captured yet, so where is the meat in the army that even benefits this group of women in the white camp?
"Some women who are old and declining, or who have made mistakes, are thrown into the red camp and used as military supplies."
"Don't you know the military supplies?" What the woman holding cats once said sounded in Song Qing's Zhihai: "Military supplies, naturally, must first meet the needs of the military."
"For the army to fight, food and grass go first."
"...If the fate is not good, they will be washed and peeled off the pot and made that plate of Chinese food and belly food."
"It turns out that this is meat soup." Song Qingxiao sighed long in her heart, "This is because I want me to eat their meat to get out of the predicament."
In other words, the female ghost in red wanted to force her to break the humanity in her heart, completely incarnate into the same ‘ghost’ like them, and fall into the same situation as them.
There are two paths in front of Song Qingxiao:
One is to eat meat to restore strength.
But in this way, the impassioned words she and the catwoman and others said that day became a joke, and they would naturally be shameless and repelled by them, and what kind of change would eventually be triggered, Song Qingxiao It's not clear.
——After all, she was born in the red mist at this time. Although the group of women in front of her looked weak and helpless, and did not know how to resist and struggle, they only knew that they were compliant and ravaged by others, but Song Qingxiao never underestimated any of them. Human potential.
The second is to refuse to eat meat.
But if she does not consume this meat soup, her power will be limited.
Although she followed her promise and did what she had said to several women that day, after losing her strength, she would face a very dangerous situation.
One is the terrible evil corpse that cannot be killed, which has turned into nightmares and returned again and again.
The second is these women.
Born in troubled times, they have become accustomed to eating the flesh and blood of women, and have expressed their fate, and have begun to adapt to such rules.
In other words, they are the unfortunate born in this special era, but at the same time they passively adapt to the rules imposed on them in this era, no longer resist, and incarnate as cannibals.
When Song Qingxiao was strong, they obeyed her.
And when she is weak, will they eat her in turn?
Song Qingxiao frowned.
As time went by little by little, the people in the boathouse seemed to be making their own ideas.
‘Ta, ta, ta. ’
The familiar footsteps outside sounded once again, accompanied by the chill that was diffused when the river of ‘crashing’ dripped.
"dinner time……"
The male voice of the negative test sounded again, and several women in the boathouse were irritated to hold their breaths involuntarily.
As Song Qingxiao had expected, the man who had been soaked in the river water into a human form returned again and turned into a more terrifying existence.
After a night of her power, she was incredibly weak, and the ice sword summoned by her spiritual power was no longer an ice sword.
Song Qingxiao seemed to have returned to the first trial that year, hiding in the water tank, and fighting the doctor desperately.
She is like a fierce beast, using both hands and feet, and not afraid of life and death.
Even if there were scars on his body, his strength was not as good as before, but he still used the dagger formed by ice crystals to poke the face of the soaked male corpse into a sieve.
She hadn't played so hard for a long time, nor had she suffered such a serious injury, but this did not harm her demeanor and temperament.
Song Qingxiao rolled over and sat down on the corpse, held down the head of the man who was still spraying water along the wound, raised the dagger, and cut it down on his neck.
The ice blade is not sharp, and without the blessing of spiritual power, it is even more blunt.
Every time it was cut, the corpse under her bounced for a few times, and a large stock of diluted blood gushed out of the ‘suddenly’ ~ www.wuxiaspot.com~ and it touched her palm.
But Song Qingxiao's eyes were firm and he used all his strength and persisted, still cutting the head away from the corpse.
I don't know how long it took, the soaked head was finally completely cut off, and the body that had been struggling before suddenly lost its movement.
"Go for a meal."
She lifted her head out of breath, her face was so thin that she was covered with bones.
Not sleeping all night caused her eye sockets to sink, and her eyes turned blue and black, as if she had been ten years old overnight.
But her eyes were the same as before, no, even sharper than before.
It seemed like a sword about to be unsheathed, with a bitter chill.
The women who had been seen by her eyes shrank their shoulders, showing fear on their faces, not daring to meet her gaze.
The woman holding the cat stood in the corner blankly and saw the scene where she had slaughtered the male corpse before, biting her lip, thoughtfully.
Jian'er and the other three women sat with their knees around each other, their expressions pale, and they did not dare to speak.
'Meow. ’
A cat cry awakened the woman holding the cat. She hesitated, but still stood up on her own initiative, picked up the bucket on the cabinet, and walked out.
Not long after, the smell of cooked meat spread into the boathouse, and the woman holding the cat came back with a small bucket in her hand, with a look of excitement:
"There are two buckets of food today."
Food was scarce. Yesterday they shared a big bucket, and few of them were full.
I heard that when there were two buckets of food today, the other four women in the boathouse all made loud sounds of swallowing saliva.
"Why is there so much food?"
Song Qingxiao sat on the icy corpse, as if she had no strength to get up.
The feeling of relief after close hand-to-hand combat surged up, and every muscle in his body was extremely sore.
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