The entire basement is brightly lit, and they are placed in a certain direction. There are more than a dozen candles with arm thickness and one meter high burning. The color of the candles is weird, like lard, but for some reason, we can't smell it. The smell of candles.
Lu Fanming was busy, his movements were graceful, but so meticulous and methodical.
Lao Hui was also busy. He finally adjusted his mood, raised his watch, and took pictures one by one.
"Keep your hands steady, so as not to make the photo blurry." I said to Lao Hui casually, but the hands in my trouser pockets were trembling. My voice was neither soft nor loud. It was very normal to speak here. In the quiet basement, Lu Fanming must have heard it, but I didn't care about it anymore. When we were standing at the window, Lu Fanming looked up at us with a weird smile on his lips.
Then he went on busy and ignored us.
Looks very confident.
"Don't worry, it's very advanced and anti-shake." Lao Hui answered me like this. His tone was relaxed, but when faced with the scene in the basement, I think he was just as uncomfortable as I was.
Looking down from a height of ten meters, Lu Fanming looks like a little man, but the lights are brightly lit, so it does not affect our ability to clearly see Lu Fanming's every move.
There is a child hanging in the middle of the basement. Because he is too thin, his age cannot be seen, but I know that the age of a child is usually no more than 5 years old and no less than 2 years old. In other words, at this time Children who have just gained some thinking ability, but whose character has not yet been fully formed, are the best. You can artificially add any color to them.
You can be as ruthless as you want!
At this time, the child was hung in the center of the basement. Two thin gold hooks passed through his collarbone. Of course, he was not completely suspended. He was placed in a gold basin, and the basin contained It was a basin of black and red liquid that just covered the child's collarbone.
I don’t know what the specific ingredients are in that liquid, but could it be something interesting? Because I saw the child twitching every few seconds with a painful expression. The liquid must have a strong stimulating effect. You must know that two gold hooks were pierced through his collarbone, and there were wounds there.
Poor child, I can only use these five words to describe my mood at the moment. I even have the urge to break this iron door, rush in, and stop this tragic tragedy, just because I know clearly that this child is still a child. Living, torture that even adults may not be able to withstand, why inflict it on such an immature child? Just to raise a devil that defies nature? !
If he can bear it, he will die completely after seven or forty-nine days of various tortures. If he can still bear it, another seven or forty-nine days will be fine, because the longer time can bear, the kid It becomes even more powerful!
The most reincarnations are nine, seven, seven and forty-nine days!
Can you imagine every day being worse than the eighteenth level of hell? And a child with a pure mind should bear it? He couldn't even ask why!
Lu Fanming's steps had a dance-like rhythm, and he seemed to be addicted to this kind of busyness. He had just added an unknown substance to the basin of liquid, and now he went to get a few more things, and he even carefully looked at them. It was stored in a gold tray, as if he was preparing a feast for others.
I couldn't see clearly what Lu Fanming added to the basin, nor could I see clearly what was in his tray, because after all, we were ten meters away.
But in an instant, I understood what he had taken and what he was going to do. He abnormally put on a white coat, then took out the child's arm like a professional doctor and began to pat it. He didn't look very satisfied, he was looking for blood vessels.
Children's blood vessels are already thin, so it must be very painful to be injected with a needle every day.
I felt a little uncomfortable and wanted to close my eyes, but I had to keep watching. The hatred would be deeper, and maybe I would be able to forget my own life later. I raised my fist and bit it hard. Let the pain keep me going.
Why did I know he was looking for a blood vessel? Just because I know that there is a very important link in the cultivation of a kid, which is to receive the blood of resentment!
After all, he was still dissatisfied. Lu Fanming sighed with regret. The sigh echoed in the empty basement, like a devil's sigh. He took the pillow and inserted it into the child's neck. There were obvious blood vessels there. Isn't it
There was a bag of blood connected to the end of the needle. Lu Fanming hung it up and said calmly and lovingly: "My child, absorb it well. Dad will take you to eternal life..."
Of course, don't believe that Lu Fanming is the child's father. Generally, when a kid is raised, he will claim to be its father. This is to prepare for the future secret technique of 'stealing a dragon and turning a phoenix'.
The child let out a weak moan, like a kitten meowing. It was pitiful and heart-wrenching. It must have hurt. Such a thick needle had penetrated hard, and besides, he was already suffering pain!
"Lu Fanming, you fucking stop!" I finally couldn't help but roared angrily, and punched the small window hard, but I didn't expect that the iron on the small window, which didn't look like much, turned out to be hard. In this way, my fist was wiped with blood, but I felt no pain, only endless anger.
"Lu Fanming, you will definitely get retribution." Lao Hui, who was always calm, couldn't help but roared.
Lu Fanming raised his head and glanced at us. He was very nervous. He raised a finger in a perverted way and made a 'shhh' gesture to his mouth. Then he continued to bury his head and took out a set of seemingly fine gold tools. Then he inserted it into the child's fingers one by one...
The child cried, feebly, like a weak cat moaning continuously. His face turned an abnormal purple color, and Lu Fanming was very satisfied to see drops of dark red blood coming from the set of tools and The connection point of the fingers drips out, looking satisfied...
He made a very loving look, put his hand on the child's head, stroked it again and again, and said: "Son, you suffer in order to become stronger in the future. Dad feels sad when he sees it, you know? Your blood is useless." Blood is dirty blood, and all of it needs to be drained." When he said this, Lu Fanming's voice became rapid and sharp, and he yelled at the child: "In order to collect blood of the same blood type as yours, you Do you know how hard it is for dad? Besides, dad has to prepare, and he needs all kinds of preparations, just so that this delicious blood can meet your requirements... "
He spoke so excitedly that his hand squeezed the child's head hard. Accompanying his nervous and sharp voice was the child's weak moan-like cry.
This crying sound hit my heart, making me bend down slightly in pain. This was definitely one of the most miserable scenes in the world. The feeling of powerlessness made me suffocate, so suffocated, that the pain made me bend. Only with his waist can he barely stand up.
Of course Lu Fanming doesn't mind torturing this child in various ways. In the process, the worse the torture, the more powerful the kid will be when it takes shape. In his eyes, this is not a life, it is just a powerful weapon, right
"So, a person who pretends to be powerful on the surface is a heinous pervert deep down. This rule has been tried and true." Lao Hui's words were squeezed out from between his teeth.
The kid is defiant and not accepted by the circle!
The cultivation of imps is not tolerated by the entire circle. It is for these reasons that it is cruel to the extreme. What I have seen is just the tip of the iceberg.
Can you imagine one of these steps? The blood that is on the edge of life is released every day, and then the blood of the same blood type but from the person who was tortured and killed is replenished at the same time every day. The blood was taken out of the body of the person who was tortured and killed just before death. Of course, the replenished blood is larger than the blood that was released. Less so.
In the end, the whole body is filled with blood full of negative emotions. What kind of impact does it have on the soul? What's more, you have to undergo 'torture' every day? You can’t even ask for death!
As for how to die? Of course, in the end, the blood was drained day by day, and the replenishment could no longer keep up, and he died.
The magicians will master this rhythm, and they will control the little devil to die within a specified time.
This is the process of raising little ghosts, and it is difficult to succeed because many children cannot bear it and die, but isn't it more painful for those who don't die