The dirty old man's words made me come back to my senses immediately, and I hurriedly followed his footsteps. At the same time, I also increased the hope of escape in my heart. The dirty old man in front of me has great abilities. Why can't I not escape with his help!
Follow the dirty old man and keep walking forward. This time the dirty old man walked very quickly. After a while, he stopped outside a cell and opened the cell door with the key without even looking at it.
The cell was full of blood and blood, and an iron gun in the corner was lying down on An Chen, who was seriously injured.
I can't be sure how the dirty old man knew exactly that An Chen would be locked in here. He might be through the smell, perhaps through the guard that was controlled just now, but it didn't matter.
The important thing is that An Chen's current situation is shocking. His limbs were locked with red chains, and a silver-white iron wedge was inserted in the heart of his chest.
Isn't it a trick to deal with vampires when the heart is inserted
The shocking scene in the foreground made me stunned on the spot. Is An Chen dead
hiss…
A faint groan came from An Chen's mouth.
I immediately went to the bed, grabbed his cold hand, and whispered his name: "An Chen, An Chen, how are you? Don't die, let's save you!"
An Chen's eyelids throbbed, and it took him a long time to open his eyes, his mouth and nose fluttered to extrude a bitter smile, but he didn't make any sound. My instinct told me that he was dying and was on the verge of death.
My heart was sore and unbearable, I wanted to reach out and pull out the silver-white wedge on his chest, hoping to relieve him a little bit of pain, but when my hand was about to touch the wedge, the dirty old man beside me knocked out my hand and reprimanded: "You want Let him die? He is now supporting it all with a sigh of relief from his heart; if he pulls out this thing, his breath will dissipate and his life will be gone."
I nervously said, "What should I do then? Father, hurry up and find a way to save him."
The dirty old man ignored me, but looked at An Chen pretentiously for a while, and then said slowly: "Young man, you don’t look like you believe in Buddhism, and you don’t seem to believe in Buddhism. On the contrary, you have some connections with Western stuff. right?"
An Chen was so angry that he could not speak, but only blinked twice. It is unclear whether he denies or admits.
I was anxious and said, "Old
Father, don't worry about this for now, saving people is important now. "
The dirty old man listened to me and said with a smile: "Don't worry, he can't die with me. Even if he is dead, I can drag him back from Lord Yan."
Can he snatch someone from Yan Wangye? This cowhide is a bit big.
However, I was not in the mood to care about him and said, "Then you will save people soon."
The dirty old man gave me a hand and said, "Get out of the way."
After speaking, the dirty old man used the thumb of his right hand to hold An Chen's armpit, and then put the middle and index fingers of his left hand together and poked towards An Chen's heart.
puff…
An Chen spouted a mouthful of blood foam from his mouth.
I was shocked. I was about to question whether the dirty old man was saving or killing. Unexpectedly, An Chen developed a suffocated breath and spoke. He said, "Chen An, don't believe him. Run..."
I was shocked in vain, isn't the dirty old man trying to help us? But now and here, where can I go? I looked at the dirty old man suspiciously, without thinking for a moment.
Seeing that An Chen didn't believe him, the dirty old man was not angry. He smiled and said, "Boy, you have been tortured, and your brain is not clear. I don't have the same knowledge as you."
An Chen said: "You can lie to him, but you don't want to lie to me. In this place, except for their own people, who can come and go so freely?"
The dirty old man shrugged his shoulders indifferently and said, "Believe it or not. But now there is an opportunity in front of you. You just have to answer my questions truthfully. If I am satisfied, I can take you out of here. If I refuse to answer. , Then you two wait here to die."
An Chen gritted his teeth and stared at the dirty old man for a long time before saying: "You ask, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, the big deal is death. I'm afraid you won't succeed!"
To An Chen's stiff gas, the dirty old man nodded approvingly and said: "It's very simple. I ask you, this kid knows the curse of Ju Yin in "Jing Zang Ben Jing", he said you taught it. Then you tell me, you How did you know the mystery hidden in the "Jing Zang Ben Jing Sutra"?"
In my opinion, this question is easy to answer, either it was taught by someone or it was realized by myself. But An Chen didn't answer immediately, but looked at the dirty old man with deep meaning, and fell into a long period of contemplation.
After waiting for a while, the dirty old man lost
She had patience and said: "Hurry up, don't try to lie to me. The only thing in the world that knows the secrets of "Ksitigarbha Mantra" is that there are three people, one of whom is dead, depending on your age, you don't know that person either. Come on, what is your relationship with Duan Shiyou!"
Hearing the dirty old man said that, An Chen seemed relieved a lot. He calmly said: "Duan Shiyou is my father, but he died five years ago."
The dirty old man slapped his thigh with excitement, and said, "Ahhh! It turned out to be my nephew! I am your uncle, Jia Sidao!"
An Chen's eyes widened immediately, and he asked aloud, "Are you really Jia Sidao?"
"This is still false! I have studied art with your father for thirty-eight years... No! No!" The dirty old man's face changed suddenly and said, "Boy, you fucking dare to lie to me! My brother's surname is Duan, your surname Ann. How could you be his son."
An Chenjian explained, "My dad has many enemies. In order to prevent me from being chased by enemies, I have been named An Chen since I was a child."
"The name can be changed, but the appearance can't be changed. My brother has five short stature, hooked nose, small eyes, and pointed chin. You are five big and three thick, and you are not his kind at first glance."
The son does not look like his father, this is indeed a bit unreasonable.
An Chen smiled bitterly and said, "I can't explain this to you. Anyway, I've been different from my dad since I was a kid."
Seeing that the atmosphere of acquaintance with relatives was about to change, I hurriedly said: "Master, maybe An Chen is the son of your brother. We still don't worry about this now. The key is to leave here as soon as we escape. It’s not too late to find the root."
Jia Sidao raised his head, panting as if crying and laughing, his chest was constantly rising and falling, I don't know what hysteria was, but at this moment, there was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, An Chen's face changed, and Jia Sidao shouted angrily: "You fucking lie to me! You really belong to them!"
As soon as the voice fell, a group of people appeared at the door of the cell, headed by a black Chinese mountain suit, which made me immediately think of Mr. Mao.
Mr. Mao is slender, with thin skin and tender flesh, and looks a bit feminine. He looked at us and said triumphantly: "The hard work pays off, and finally let me figure out your life experience."
I was startled in vain, it turned out that he had been eavesdropping on us.
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