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Hu Ke shook his head with a wry smile, raised his hand unnaturally, and rubbed his delicate face. (ww )
His sleeve robe was covered with dust, his white jade-like cheeks were also gray, and there were several bloodstains on the hem of his clothes. After drying in the cold wind, it turned into a withered dark brown.
During this period of time, the young man concentrated all his energies in the demon garden, and took the initiative to take on several times the cleaning tasks. He only hoped that he would be lucky enough to meet Xiao Wei, or Xie Heng. How could he have time to make friends and chat? Gossip
In fact, according to common sense, he should indeed make more friends.
Asking the old man on the mountain for information about the demon garden is more efficient than groping through the cages one by one by himself.
Although Hu Ke understands this truth in his heart, he lives in the deep mountains, rarely sees outsiders, and is not good at communicating with others. When he walks in front of people, he always keeps his mouth shut. Before the other person turns his eyes, he shrinks his head up.
It's useless.
The young man huddled in the shadow of the corner, watching the servants talking and laughing happily, passing him by, gradually walking away, he was the only one left in the empty demon garden. The shadow of defeat reflects him alone.
"Cough...cough cough..."
But at this moment, Hu Ke heard a low cough faintly coming from a dark cage beside him, his voice was hoarse, like a broken bellows.
"Is there anyone... Is there a demon... Please, I can't..."
The grief was so extreme that even the ending sound was vague. If it wasn't for the silence around and Hu Ke's ear to listen, he would not be able to tell what the man was calling.
The cold night was approaching, and the cold wind was chilling. It slipped into the inside of the clothes along the wide sleeves, blowing Hu Ke's cold sweat into a chill.
The young man clutched the broom tightly tightly, his palms were also wet with sweat, there were a few random thorns on the hastily made broom, and the wooden thorns pierced into his palm at this moment, which hurt and itched.
The voice gradually weakened, like ashes blown away by the wind, echoing faintly in the empty demon garden.
After hesitating again and again, Hu Ke finally couldn't bear it, and walked towards the cage lightly.
"Well, are you okay?"
Standing outside the iron cage, he stood on tiptoe carefully, staring at the increasingly dimmer sky, barely looking into the cage, a pair of clear and soul-stirring eyes quietly changed, and the pupils gradually expanded.
A hand suddenly protruded from the cage!
"ah!"
Hu Ke was taken aback, and turned around in a panic—to no avail, that hand tightly gripped his wrist, the slender fingernails on the fingertips scratched the delicate skin, and dug out a small bloodstain.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid... I just want a little of your blood..."
The shadow in the cage squirmed slowly, and the straw-like thick hair was pulled away, revealing a scrawny face, terribly pale, but grinning, and forced a feeble smile at Hu Ke.
"Let go!" Hu Ke was so anxious that she almost shed tears, and wailed while tugging at her wrist, "I look at you kindly, how could you do this! Let go!"
The grip on his wrist suddenly loosened.
The boy's feet were unsteady, and he staggered a few steps towards the outside, but finally failed to defuse the thrust, and squatted on the ground.
Clutching his scratched wrist, Hu Ke wanted to cry but thought, what a pity.
But there was no movement in the cage, he circled around the outside several times, finally couldn't help it, and moved closer.
—Learning a lesson this time, the foothold is still one meter away from the iron cage.
"...Hello." The boy clenched his sleeves in distress and whispered, "What's wrong with you?"
Hearing the boy's voice, the man in the cage slowly turned his head.
"I am fine."
The man's voice was hoarse, and every word seemed to be forced out of his chest with the last of his strength, but his tone was indeed rising, with a hint of relief without regret.
"I just want a little blood, whether it's a monster or a human, it can confirm my theory. You know, I only use my own blood, and the sample is too single. I'm worried about the universality of this exercise... Sample size The more the better, but I yelled for a long time, for a long time, and no one wanted to talk to me, now at least I have one more you, so I can make do with it."
Hu Ke looked at him blankly.
what sample
He can't understand.
But the man in the cage slowly turned his stiff body, and his long brown hair was parted, revealing his thin body—
The young man was extremely astonished, his pupils shrank suddenly!
The man's body was covered with large and small bloody mouths, the small ones were as wide as a knuckle, and the large ones almost ran across the waist and abdomen. Layers of brown scabs formed, and there were new cracks on the top, thick blood Spread out a full layer, and the whole cage seems to be soaked in blood.
The crippled body was unbearable, showing a bluish-purple color on the verge of death, but the man's spirit was extremely excited, his eyes were burning, and there seemed to be a fire rising inside, endlessly alive.
Severe pain hit his chest, facing this almost tragic scene, Hu Ke was short of breath: "This, these are all tortured by Xie Ziyou..."
"No." The man interrupted him, and laughed softly, "I cut this all myself."
He paused, and then said: "My time...is running out. This afternoon, Xie Ziyou rarely thought of visiting me, but left disappointed. I knew that he was going to finish me soon."
"It doesn't matter if I die, but it's a pity that the cultivation technique that took my whole life to create has not yet been fully perfected. Knowing that time is tight, I can no longer draw blood as carefully as before. On the spur of the moment, I made a few more cuts... Cough cough, alas, I am getting older, and I have wrongly estimated my own endurance."
The man heaved a long sigh.
At the same time, a withered and yellow hand stuck out of the cage, and handed a scroll of pages to Hu Ke.
Hu Ke accepted it in a daze.
The pages of the book are made of rough straw paper, and the title page and the inside are stained with bloodstains. The first half of the book is fairly clear, but the latter is gradually scribbled, especially the last few pages, which are almost full of unrecognizable symbols.
"Don't underestimate this technique. I, Quan Sheng, would like to guarantee it with my monster character. This technique is unparalleled in the world. It is a supreme weapon that can help my monster clan grow stronger."
Hu Ke was slightly stunned, and startled: "You know I'm a demon!"
"Don't be so surprised, little fox, your aura is completely covered, but be careful in the future, don't let people see your beautiful eyes easily, you must know that the pupils of foxes and humans are still slightly different."
The man said with a smile: "Take it away, go quickly, don't tell anyone until you complete it... But after you complete it, I hope you will carry forward this practice."
Hu Ke held the pages of the book and stood there dumbly, bowing his head awkwardly.
His feet were motionless.
"Hurry up," the man in the cage urged again, "I don't ask you for anything in return, and I don't want you to worship me as a teacher. I have failed too much in this life. When I was young, I was arrogant. I always dreamed of protecting my family and creating A harmonious world of human beings and monsters, but because of being too ostentatious, he was arrested here, imprisoned within a square inch, and spent the rest of his life... "
"I have traveled many, many roads and seen many, many landscapes. I have seen that the land of the human race is always prosperous and prosperous, the lights are on all night, and even the weakest children are looked after, so that they can grow up safely... But we The monster clan, relying on their bloodlines, bullies the weak, and even though they have a lifespan that far exceeds that of the human race, the land they rule is known as the wilderness, and the little monsters drink blood and eat their hair, and even eat each other... It's sad, sad!"
He sighed repeatedly, his voice getting weaker and weaker, and the cold wind swept by, dyeing it with endless sadness.
"I named this exercise "Prosperity"." The man's eyes shimmered, and he looked at Hu Ke firmly, "After you have completed your demon art, you must copy several copies and spread it all over the world. According to me It means that you'd better set up a sect, or build a city to shelter all the weak and weak, regardless of race... "
"I'm sorry," Hu Ke interrupted him in a low voice when seeing this person talking more and more, "I don't know much, so I don't understand."
"..."
The moaning stopped abruptly.
Hu Ke froze in place, waiting nervously for a few seconds, but no sound was heard.
As if walking on thin ice, he stepped forward lightly, raised his hand and pushed carefully: "Hello?"
The thin body in the cage swayed and fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
—The man died.
The dark night had come, the long moon was far away, shrouded in twilight, the young man said "I'm sorry" in a panic, and straightened the man's body through the cage, and closed his eyes for him with a guilty conscience.
When turning around and leaving quickly, Hu Ke thought anxiously, this person couldn't be mad at himself, could he
... No, it shouldn't count.
He had already lost a lot of blood and was dying. The reason why he could last so long was because his wish was fulfilled.
Thinking of the word "wish", what the man said before he died flashed in Hu Ke's mind.
A harmonious Datong world of ladyboys...
Is it really possible
No no no, what does this have to do with me!
He just came to save Xiaowei and Xie Heng.
As long as the four brothers and sisters are safe and sound, they will go back to hide in the mountains and spend their lives peacefully when they escape from the Tiangang Sect.
... But walking on the rugged mountain road, the night wind rushed towards him, Hu Ke raised his head slightly, looked up at the bright stars in the sky, and suddenly felt melancholy.
Like an extremely thin needle, it pierced tremblingly in the bottom of his heart. It didn't hurt, but it was so itchy that people scratched their heart and lungs.
…
No matter how Hu Ke's heart trembled the moment he heard the dog demon's dream.
When he returned to his residence and spread out the books on the table, his agitated blood was cooled by reality, and Hu Ke would finally face the ultimate problem—illiteracy.
This is too difficult.
Flipping through the book, the young man felt his head was as big as a bucket, wishing he could tear up the pages and swallow them alive.
He thought in frustration, what is the prosperity of the monster clan, and what is the harmony between humans and monsters, they really have nothing to do with him, right
... Why don't you send this tome to a demon who can make better use of it
A figure immediately appeared in Hu Ke's mind. He was tall and tall, and dressed in elegant black clothes. His gestures and gestures were full of elegance. The handsome silhouette was cast with a soft light filter in the young man's heart. He was so handsome that he was almost monstrous.
But on the second day, Cui Hai took the initiative to find him, and when his glamorous figure stood in front of him, for some reason, Hu Ke held the scroll tightly in his hand, and he hesitated.
Inexplicably, he thought of the dark cage, the lingering dog demon, and imagined that the man used blunt nails to dig open the wound bit by bit, observed the direction of the meridians, and tested the matching degree of the blood vessels. so bright.
It was so bright that the young man panicked.
Compared with it, the gorgeous brocade clothes of the person in front of him seemed to be eclipsed, and the dark gold embroidered pattern also dimmed a bit, and it seemed a bit incompatible with the place where he stood, and the scroll that the dog demon gave him...