肋骨

Jiang Haizhou took Fu Kuan out, and when those people saw the two strangers who suddenly appeared, with background sound effects, they were frightened out of their wits for a moment, in awe and fear, they all turned their heads and knocked over.

Jiang Haizhou said, "Who is your leader?"

The young man named Huzi widened his eyes and said loudly, "Boy! Are you a boy?!"

"I'm not." Jiang Haizhou said, "I'm the boy's messenger."

"An envoy?" Huzi looked at the narrator with a blank face, and then he boldly asked, "What is an envoy?"

"The messenger is the person who brings the boy to the mortal world, and uses it to communicate with you stupid mortals." After Jiang Haizhou finished speaking, he bowed directly to Fu Kuan who was silent at the side: "Holy Son, you don't need to pay attention to these mortals. Just leave it to me."

Seeing this posture, the four "mortals" were immediately taken aback, and they all looked at Fu Kuan.

Fu Kuan let them scrutinize him without changing his face, but in fact he was so panicked that his palms were covered in cold sweat.

The grand occasion of several people kowtowing to themselves had never happened before in their careers, and it was scary to watch.

"He is the Holy Son!"

"Yeah, the envoy has said it all! I even bowed to him!"

"He looks like the one enshrined by my grandma!"

"It's like! It's almost carved out of the same mold!"

"Holy Son!" Huzi was still kneeling, and rubbed his knee forward a little, "Look at me, can I live forever?"

"Holy Son, Holy Son!" Another person said, "Is holy water really useful?"

Fu Kuan took a step back and was supported by Jiang Haizhou on his back.

At this time, several people kneeling on the ground saw the messenger speak: "Because you also want to talk to the Holy Son, call the person in charge!"

"Go to Daoist Sun!" Someone said.

"Tiger, you go!"

"Why don't you go, I still want to stay with the Holy Son for a while!"

At this time, the young man who had been standing aside without bowing or kowtowing like a wooden stake—that is, Peng Su's brother suddenly moved.He bypassed the group of people and ran out quickly.

"He's familiar with Daoist Sun! He must have gone to call someone!" Huzi said.

Jiang Haizhou didn't speak anymore, and stood beside Fu Kuan quietly, like a guardian.

The remaining four people also suddenly shut up, not daring to touch the bad luck again.

Jiang Haizhou originally wanted Li Zhuofan to block Peng Ping and ask about his brother's whereabouts, but when he heard from the group that Peng Ping knew key people, he simply let him go fishing.

The people in the village are used to walking, and they walk very fast. After about ten minutes, Peng Ping brought three people over.

The man in the lead had a goatee and looked about 50 to [-] years old, with high cheekbones and sunken eye sockets that gave him a mean visage.

The people here didn't dare to stand up when they saw Daoshi Sun, they just greeted them in unison. It was obvious that Daoshi Sun was very prestigious among this group of young people.

As soon as Taoist Sun came over, all eyes were on Fu Kuan.

There was a particularly stunning look on his face, mixed with other indescribably weird expressions, but it might be because of the sharp features, this look made people very uncomfortable.

He came over and stopped just three meters away, bent down and muttered something silently, babbling.

Fu Kuan and Jiang Haizhou looked at each other secretly.

Probably Buddhist scriptures.

It was indeed a Buddhist scripture, it turned out to be the Lotus Sutra of the Miao Dharma. Fu Kuan listened carefully for a while, and he had also read a lot of Buddhist scriptures, so he had an impression.It's just that solemn Buddhist scriptures are read out of such people, which is simply an insult to Buddhism.

The Taoist priest read aloud, then looked at Qiao Sheng anxiously.

"Possesses all merits and virtues, looks at all living beings with loving eyes, and gathers boundless blessings in the sea, so you should bow down."

Fu Kuan spoke suddenly and continued, his voice was as clear as pearls falling on a jade plate, with a vague mystery.

Daoist Sun's face immediately changed, and he knelt down in a hurry.

The others kowtowed one after another, becoming more and more convinced.

Fu Kuan quickly glanced at Jiang Haizhou. A middle-aged and elderly person knelt down for him, and the visual impact was quite large.

Jiang Haizhou lowered his head and shook his head calmly.

I don't know what the old man is going to do, but they can't take it lightly just based on this passage of Buddhist scriptures.

With peace of mind, Fu Kuan stretched out his hand and pointed slowly.

Taoist Sun stood up and said respectfully, "What instructions does the Holy Son have?"

He didn't even dare to look up.

"I came here this time to find an envoy to be my right protector. I don't know if Elder Sun can choose someone here."

Daoist Sun lowered his head, his face changing constantly, "Holy Son, please go to my house. There are many boys in my family who can be candidates."

"Very good." Fu Kuan said, looking at Jiang Haizhou.

Jiang Haizhou took out the bottle they stole from the ancestral hall, and said to Taoist Sun: "My holy son has consecrated him and rewarded you."

Daoist Sun took it with a face full of joy, he hesitated for a moment when he opened it, and then bit the bullet and drank it.

Several people have already researched what is in there, and now seeing Daoist Sun like this, I feel a tumbling in my stomach, and Li Zhuofan, who is squatting behind the wall, has already vomited out.

Fortunately, the two people who appeared on the stage were quite calm.

Is Jiang Haizhou using this disgusting thing to test whether Daoist Sun has been fooled by them, or is he going to take them into the wolf's den instead? Looking at it this way, he either believes in this fake holy son, or he is out of his mind There is a problem with liking to drink that kind of stuff.

Everything is going according to plan.

Until the old man drank the thing down to the last drop, he was immediately full of energy and his eyes were shining, as if he was really younger and healed of all diseases. The light of the tiger comes.

Now that the holy water had been found and consecrated by the Holy Son, Daoist Sun sent the gatekeepers away.Because Fu Kuan and the others didn't steal the holy water, Daoist Sun didn't suspect that this was an outsider with ulterior motives, but firmly believed that this was really the Son of God descending to earth, a rare event in a hundred years, and he caught up with him.

So he hurriedly took Fu Kuan and Jiang Haizhou home, for fear that the Holy Son would return to heaven if it was too late.

The two left with Taoist Sun, and Jiang Haizhou left a mark for Li Zhuofan along the way.

Li Zhuofan was not idle either, he directly held Peng Ping from behind and knocked him unconscious, and woke him up after the large army had gone far away.

After seeing him once or twice, Peng Ping obviously recognized him, and his face changed drastically, and he immediately realized, "You... is that holy son fake?"

He looked stupid, but he spoke very shrewdly at this time. Li Zhuofan grinned, "You better tell me where Peng Su is and why you brought him back. If you don't tell me clearly, I will cripple your hands and feet today. Make you a disabled person!"

Jiang Haizhou told Li Zhuofan that he must find out what Peng Ping was thinking. After all, he is Peng Su's brother. They rescued Peng Su this time. Once captured again, it will not be so easy to get out again.

Peng Ping didn't seem to be afraid of the threat, but he was a little dazed after hearing Peng Su, and it took him a long time to say: "Daoist Sun said my younger brother would not survive, and he will be sent back to the village to be blessed by the Longevity Boy."

"Fart!" Li Zhuofan was furious. Some people believed this stupid excuse. Fortunately, the key question should not be forgotten, "How to pray?"

"Produce holy water to sacrifice to the boy."

Li Zhuofan's pupils shrank suddenly, and he understood instantly, it really is so!

I don't know if they are really superstitious in this name or they are taking the opportunity to do something, but they must be forcing these children to produce urine or even ejaculate, it's disgusting!Everyone should go to hell!

This Peng Ping seems to have been brainwashed, and he firmly believes that this is the only way to save Peng Su. He really can't imagine what kind of ruin Peng Su will be in the future if he doesn't find Jiang Haizhou and find this place all the way!

"You are so stupid!" Li Zhuofan scolded.

Peng Ping retorted: "This is what Taoist Sun said, you can't say what he said is wrong!"

Li Zhuofan wanted to beat people to death directly, so he forced himself to calm down, "Listen, your brother is alive and well, there is no such thing as saying that you can't survive, then old man Sun has bad intentions when he says that. What does he want to do to your brother?" Don't you know?! He is going to molested|molest boys! This is against the law! You are an accomplice!"

Peng Ping obviously didn't understand what molesting boys meant, and he still wanted to refute, but Li Zhuofan said directly: "Old man Sun, I want to rape|rape your brother!"

He doesn't know who it is, and what a huge organization there is behind it. Everyone and everything in this dilapidated village is extremely weird. What they are most worried about is the possibility that Jiang Haizhou and the others guessed are now becoming more and more obvious. The cruel truth is getting closer and closer, and Li Zhuofan is furious. He is worried whether Peng Su will be hurt, and whether Fu Kuan and the others can successfully rescue him. suffer.

He didn't even dare to think about where all the children born to Widow Li went and what they were used for.

They are still so young, could they even be drugged before they grow up...

After all, this is a group of lunatics, devils, ignorant to the extreme, without the slightest humanity at all.

He didn't dare to think about it, he was already feeling terrified and covered in cold sweat.

Peng Ping's face finally changed when he heard the word "rape|rape", "Impossible! Impossible!"

He would only repeat these two words, and even if Li Zhuofan asked him again, he would not answer, and returned to his foolish look.

Li Zhuofan remembered hearing from Widow Li just now that Peng Su's father was already stupid now, and he didn't know whether he was persecuted or inherited from Peng Ping.

But probably not, Peng Su still has no problem.

He sighed what sin this family did to live here, and at the same time knocked out the crazy Peng Ping, followed the mark Jiang Haizhou made for him all the way to the door of Daoshi Sun's house, and found a bush to hide.

Fu Kuan and Jiang Haizhou followed Daoshi Sun around and turned around until they came to a house. The outside of Daoshi Sun's house was no different from where other residents lived, but inside it was a different world.

There is a step extending from the dilapidated rough house, and they followed Daoshi Sun all the way down to the basement, and what they saw was a large house, well decorated, but also extremely closed, with a solid iron door on one iron wall, and a There is a row of palm-sized bay windows, which looks like a solid cage and cell.

There were four strong men guarding the door, but no one else was seen.There are three huge locks on the door. The paint on the locks has peeled off, and they are covered with spots of rust.

Daoist Sun took out a bunch of keys and opened the three locks, then stood respectfully at the door and asked Fu Kuan to come in.

"You go ahead." Jiang Haizhou raised his chin.

"As ordered."

The four big men didn't move at all, and they didn't even say hello when they saw Daoshi Sun, and Daoshi Sun didn't seem to see them.

Fu Kuan and the two went in and stopped immediately.

In front of you is a huge space twice as big as the ancestral hall, like a lecture theater that can accommodate 200 people, surrounded by red candles, making the space very bright, and there is a big bed in the middle, which can accommodate dozens of people to rest at the same time , there are cage-like things covered with black cloth in other places.Because the light was very dark, after Fu Kuan got used to it, he counted them. There were about a dozen large cages, similar to the animal cages in the zoo.

This basement is dark and damp, full of musty and rotten food smells, also faintly mixed with disinfectant and other unknown smells, intertwined together and smelling very unpleasant.

He frowned slightly, subconsciously looked at Jiang Haizhou, and the bad premonition in his heart became more serious.

This scale is really not like a cellar that a villager should have.There is no food such as cabbage and potatoes, and four people are used to guard it. Three locks are locked, which is stricter than the ancestral hall.Why is this, is it hiding something?

Fu Kuan was looking for a "Guardian", could it be here?The many boys Daoist Sun mentioned just now... are here?

impossible.Fu Kuan looked at the pitch-black cages, which were opaque, like the mouth of a monster, or the endless abyss of hell, capable of swallowing people up.

He shuddered with a shudder.

"Where is the protector we want?" Jiang Haizhou said in a gloomy voice, "Taoist Sun won't keep his word."

This Taoist priest was thin and thin, like an ugly old goat, and what he was muttering just now turned out to be Buddhist scriptures. It seemed that he was pretending to be a scammer and abducting people without real skills. No matter what tricks he wanted to play, Jiang Haizhou was not afraid.

"Don't dare!" The Taoist didn't panic, and hurried to the cage under the black cloth.

"Holy Son, all your believers are here!" Daoist Sun said as if asking for credit, and then Fu Kuan saw Daoist Sun's hand on a piece of black cloth, and the next moment he yanked it——

Many years later, Fu Kuan has not been able to forget what he saw today. When he was a teenager, he saw this thrilling scene and saw the most intense and ugly dark side of human nature. Sometimes people are really not as good as animals .

The cages are not filled with food, not living things such as chickens and ducks, but living people.

The real ones, boys and girls like Fu Kuan.

Fu Kuan turned pale, and staggered back, Jiang Haizhou quickly supported him, and squeezed his palm hard.

He swallowed, forcing back his tears.

Unexpectedly, this kind of scene that many people would never see in their lifetime would appear in front of him so defenselessly.

Crazy, magical, incredible.

Taoist Sun opened several more cages, a total of five cages, ten children.

They all looked dull, with dull eyes, and there were two yellow iron basins and a large bowl of water in the cage.

They couldn't see the leftovers in the iron basin from a distance, but they thought they had found the source of the foul smell that filled the room.

Will Peng Su be among them?