Author: Vegetables and Honey Melon

Crack!

The scorching sun shines, and the long whip is howling.

"Ah, I don't dare..."

"Damn it, you can't even push a cart, what's the use of keeping you!"

Before Wu Dao's eyes could adapt to the bright sunlight outside the mine, he heard shrill screams and insults and whippings in his ears.

Looking up.

On the mine, a wooden truck overturned, the ore rolled everywhere, and the boy with obvious ribs kept rolling around under the whipping of the supervisor, wailing in despair and powerlessness.

The whip is a cowhide.

The whip-holding supervisor had a big waist and a round waist, red eyes and grinning teeth. The hideous scar on his right face jumped like a centipede. Every time he waved his long whip, his muscles bulged high, and he stormed and crackled.

That force, let alone people, even animals have to lie down when they are sucked, obviously they are rushing to death.

This is indeed the case.

In less than a minute, the young man stopped moving, and his face was sprayed with blood. The skin on his spine was blooming, and the bones were visible, and he kept twitching.

"Bah, it's really a bad life, so unbearable!" The Scarface Supervisor spat fiercely, with no guilt in his eyes, only feeling unfulfilled.

Wu Dao withdrew his gaze, and he had been accustomed to this kind of thing for three months.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Sihai Gang does not regard the mine slaves as humans.

The supervisors are like wolves and tigers, and most of them are violent in nature. They patrol the mines with whips every day. Whenever they see mine slaves make mistakes, they will be beaten to death on the spot at the very least!

Even if you don’t make any mistakes and be honest, they can find a reason to beat you hard just to satisfy the perverted desire to abuse in their hearts.

For three months.

As Wu Dao saw with his own eyes, there were no less than fifty people who died under the supervisor's whip.

The rest died of exhaustion, starvation, illness, and turned into feces. In total, at least one hundred people died in this hell mine.

But no matter how much death is.

At the beginning of each month, the Four Seas Gang can always find new mine slaves from the outside world to make up for it, and the mine slaves in the entire mine are always maintained at 300.

The reason why the Four Seas Gang is so rampant.

In the past few months, Wu Dao has also learned some cause and effect from the newly arrived mine slaves.

Generally speaking, after 600 years of glory, Dali's imperial power has fallen, and it has reached a state of decline.

The vassal kings from all over the world have their own troops, the civil government is corrupt and incompetent, the three religions and the nine streams are roaring in all directions, oppressing the people, and refugees are everywhere, looking like a scene in troubled times.

Under this pattern.

The top gangs arranged in the Sihai Gang, a mansion, are naturally unscrupulous. In their eyes, human life is really no different from grass.

Hurry!

The ore is poured into the wooden cart.

Wu Dao no longer paid attention to the poor worm just now and was preparing to continue going to the mine.

In the mine, it is dawn until dark, and there is no rest time. Only in the mine cave that supervisors cannot see will there be a moment of rest.

Now that he is not as strong as others, he deserves to suffer this kind of suffering!

The right way is to not have the qualifications to challenge the rules of the mine, tolerate and reduce existence, and to accumulate strength silently.

"Who, hurry up and drag this little bastard to mine No. 1 and throw it away. It's bad luck!"

Wu Dao was about to go to the mine, but the scar-faced supervisor pointed his name with a long whip.

He frowned slightly, thinking of something bad, but in the end he went forward without saying a word, dragging the unlucky body to Mine No. 1.

Mines No. 1.

In the Red Fire Mine, it is an ominous place, which the mine slaves call the Gate of Hell.

The reason is very simple.

It does not produce ore, but a natural abyss located in the belly of the mountain. It is a dead pit specially used by the Sihai Gang to deal with the corpses of mine slaves!

The Chihuo Mine has been built for about five or six years. During this period, thousands of corpses thrown into the Earth Abyss have already passed.

The cave was full of death and cold air. It was creepy from a distance. Even the strong-body members of the Four Seas Gang were unwilling to get too close.

therefore.

Once people die in the Chihuo Mine, basically mine slaves will throw away the bodies.

After returning, he may be in a trance at the least, and he may be seriously ill and become the next poor person to be thrown into.

Over time, Mines No. 1 became a taboo place for mine slaves to talk about, shrouded in a layer of bizarre colors.

Since March, Wu Dao has only heard of the name of Mine No. 1 and has never been there in person.

See you today.

Sure enough, there was a strange and uneasy aura everywhere.

First of all, quiet!

Deadly silence!

The mines outside were obviously in full swing and noisy.

But as soon as a person enters the cave only a few steps away, it is like being isolated from the world. The noise in his ears instantly turned into a vague sound from a distant place.

It seemed that the whole person would be forgotten by the world in the next moment, and his spiritual will became uneasy in an instant.

Secondly, it's cold!

In midsummer, the scorching sun is scorching.

The bright cave was filled with cold like a severe winter everywhere. Even though Wu Dao was in the field of expert, he still shivered as soon as he entered the cave.

Finally, it's black!

It is deeper and darker than ink!

It is not that the cave passage is black, but that refers to the abyss that deal with mine slaves. The vertical shaft is so dark that it makes people feel heartbroken.

It is not caused by lack of sunshine.

on the contrary……

Wu Dao looked at the wide and bright mountain pass above the Di Abyss, and could see the storm of sun hanging high above the blue sky at noon.

However.

As soon as the bright sunlight entered the earth abyss, it was immediately swallowed by the deep darkness, with visibility less than one meter.

This obviously goes against Wu Dao's physical cognition.

but.

When he thought that this world was an extraordinary world, he felt relieved. Some strange places were not worthy of surprise.

call out!

The blood gourd-like corpse fell into the abyss and was swallowed by the darkness in the blink of an eye.

Wu Dao leaned over and looked straight at the bottomless abyss. The vigorous and fiery blood resisted the coldness rising inside the abyss, and his heart was calm.

The essence of the practice of the Thief of Heavenly Respiratory Method is to explore the potential of the human body in the process of overcoming fear.

After decades of training in his previous life, he danced with the god of death countless times. This kind of fear has long been completely eliminated from his soul.

Even if there are gods, gods, ghosts and ghosts, they are just alternative lives. They have enough force and all things are equal, so they are not afraid of them.

Are there monsters in this world?

Wu Dao suddenly thought of this problem that he ignored from the beginning, and once again developed a strong yearning for the mysterious world outside the high wall.

Tsk, let’s talk about being able to go out alive.

Shake your head.

Wu Dao suppressed the restlessness in his heart, finally looked at the depths of the dark abyss, frowned, and stood up and left quickly.

This abyss seemed to have some kind of demonic nature, which made him inexplicably afraid.

The longer you stay, the colder the strange cold air will appear, and it will penetrate into the bones of people, and the blazing sun above you will not be able to dispel it.

The whimpering sounds in the abyss after the wind blew through it. After hearing too much, it made people feel drowsy and depressed, and they had the urge to slay their heads to end their life.

Woo woo woo woo ~

The wind blowing outside the cave suddenly became strong, and the howling sounds in the dark abyss behind me became more and more restless.

Wu Dao frowned, and the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart made him speed up and run out of the hole. His intuition told him that if he continued to stay here, something bad would happen.

He always believed in his intuition.
To be continued...