Ji Que has seen many people sleeping, and he is also very good at sleeping.

Especially during the time I stayed with Tang Yi, I slept very soundly.

But he had never seen a person sleeping like this.

While snoring, picking at his feet, blowing huge bubbles from his nose, and making various sounds.

Yes, the voices of men and women that he heard before, with various intonations, were all made by this person when he was snoring and grinding his teeth.

I didn't know, I thought this guy was performing ventriloquism.

Ji Que observed this middle-aged and somewhat bald man very cautiously.

He seems quite easy-going, like an old neighbor who enjoys walking around the streets and drinking tea.

But how could the guy who appeared here be an old neighbor?

The man had been sleeping and Ji Que did not wake him up.

Viewed from here, this place really looks like a narrow hut.

I have to say, this is a very strange scene.

In the dark underground, a cave filled with scarlet and fireflies, and in a room as narrow as a hut, there lay a middle-aged and elderly man who looked like an old neighbor, picking his feet and snoring.

One person's mouth seems to contain thousands of people, making various sounds.

With a cry, the man suddenly opened his eyes as if he had a nightmare.

Ji Que couldn't help but take two steps back, his body a little stiff.

Because at this moment, he saw the scene of the sea of ​​​​blood coming from before.

That picture is very real in the man's eyes.

Ji Que had a feeling that he would be swallowed up by a sea of ​​blood in an instant.

At the same time, this man who looked like an old neighbor suddenly became extremely terrifying, as if he was a giant emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

The old neighbor blinked, and the terrifying scene disappeared, and he became easy-going again.

He looked at Ji Que with sincere eyes, while Ji Que looked at him with wary eyes.

"I'm already hiding in here, and I can still be found?" The old neighbor looked at Ji Que and asked with a surprised look on his face.

Ji Que thought for a while and said, "Actually, it's you who disturbed the people."

"Ah?" The balding old neighbor showed a look of honest surprise.

"You were snoring so loudly that you scared the people above. That person above is me." Ji Que explained.

"By the way, a big hole suddenly appeared in my house and I can't find the reason for it. Now it seems that you dug it out and took a look."

Ji Que suddenly became excited, took the old man's hand and said, "You have to pay for my house."

The old man who once brought mountains of corpses and seas of blood suddenly looked cowardly and said, "I really don't know. The house up there is so expensive, how can I afford to pay for it?"

Ji Que said seriously: "This is not my problem."

The next moment, the old man shrank his hand and immediately took his hand out of Ji Que's hand.

His method was indeed bizarre, even Ji Que was stunned for a moment.

You must know that the people he captured were either "attacked with justice" or "handled with mercy", and few of them could escape.

But the old man was very relaxed, as if this was a matter of course.

However, he still had a troubled expression on his face and said, "Young man, I can't afford to pay for the house. How about I give you a chance?"

"What opportunity? Is it worth a house?" Ji Que replied.

"Oh, you just saw it. Can I still lie to you?"

When he said this, his aura couldn't help but change again, as if he were an arrogant emperor, which actually frightened Ji Que.

"I'll wait for you over there."

With that said, he dragged his shoes that were not firmly on and ran away, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Ji Que was afraid that this guy would default on his debt, so he quickly followed him.

As expected, there is something else in the narrow space like a hut. Behind a broken painting at the bottom of the house is a long and narrow corridor.

There is almost no light in the corridor, giving it the feeling of some kind of animal lair.

At the end of this corridor, there is another house.

However, this house has a clear pool and an oil lamp. In front of the clear pool is a comb and a bronze mirror, which are obviously used for grooming.

There is also a line of words engraved in front of the bronze mirror - "Those who are neatly groomed will make a lot of money."

Ji Que didn't have time to wash up, so when he got to the door, he found another line written on it - "Those who are not cleanly dressed will not make a fortune, and entry is prohibited."

Thinking that the words "it's hard to make a fortune" were too unlucky, Ji Que sat back in front of the bronze mirror and started to wash up.

Not long after passing by, the Wangqing Pond began to make a gurgling sound, as if someone was panting at the bottom.

Ji Que walked over and found scarlet liquid rising up from the bottom of the pool, and he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

The gasping sound became louder and louder, and the oil lamp next to him began to shake.

Ji Que had no expression on his face as he came to the washing table.

He scooped a spoonful of water into the wooden basin, and the water quickly turned red, as if liquid was flowing out of it.

The liquid was somewhat viscous, and slurry rippled out in the wooden basin, with some hair and other things faintly coming out.

The swaying lights, strange breathing sounds, and the red spring made the whole room look very strange for a moment.

Is this place haunted?

At this time, Ji Que's eyes shrank slightly, because in the mirror, his handsome face had become much thinner. He looked as if he had been sucked by a witch hundreds of times, and his body was extremely weak.

Ji Que admired it carefully and had to admit that even with the morbid appearance of Master Kong Kong, he was still so handsome.

His expression didn't change much, his face was paralyzed, he stretched out his hands, picked up the increasingly rich blood in the basin, and started washing his face.

Once I get clean, I will definitely make a fortune.

He washed very seriously, not only washing his face and neck, but also washing his head and brushing his teeth.

After all, the toiletries used here seem to be quite high-end, so don’t use them in vain.

When Ji Que came out from washing up, he had turned into a "bloody man", with blood flowing from his head down his cheeks. The picture was very beautiful.

I have to tell the old man that everything is fine in here except that there are no towels.

With a squeak, Ji Que opened the door after finishing washing.

This is another corridor, with a dim wind lamp hanging in the middle, reflecting the mottled walls.

Ji Que walked forward with bloody footprints all the way.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped because at the corner of the corridor, dark red blood surged in, as if it was going to engulf the corridor completely.

Hallucination?

Ji Que frowned, rubbed his eyes, and found that no butterflies appeared.

With a rumble, his figure was swallowed up by a raging blood-colored wave.

After the wave passed, Ji Que surfaced and continued walking in the corridor.

After this wave passed, the blood was almost waist deep, but it didn't affect my walking much.

After turning the corner, the old man was standing in the blood waiting for him.

After noticing that Ji Que was approaching with a paralyzed look on his face, the old man showed a rare expression of appreciation and continued to move forward.

Ji Que followed him.

Ahead, blood continued to gush out along the wall. The waist-deep blood reached his shoulders in an instant.

There was an old man and a young man, one with a head full of blood and handsome, the other with an ordinary appearance and sparse hair. They both walked forward leisurely, as if the blood in front of them didn't exist.

After a while, because the blood became deeper, their heads were submerged in blood...

Viewed from above, one can only tell who is who by the richness of the hair floating on the surface of the blood.

There were two crashes, and when the corridor reached the end, the two people, whose hair was floating in blood, returned to the air.

The old man's body was covered with blood, his sparse head was stuck to the top of his head, and he was listless.

The two of them stood in a very spacious room. In the middle of the room was a large stone platform with some flesh, blood and bones scattered on it.

The bloody old man looked at the bloody Ji Que and said, "My place is not bad. I wouldn't bring anyone here."

Ji Dao nodded and said calmly: "It's really good, but I don't know what can buy me a house near the river."

The old man said angrily: "It's really good. Just open your eyes and take a look. You're just talking nonsense."

After being hit, Ji Que wiped the blood on his face and opened his eyes.

There was only a stone staircase leading there, surrounded by thick blood.

This is a real blood pool, or sea of ​​blood.

Growing up, Ji Que had eaten a lot of blood. He had seen battlefields littered with corpses, but he had never seen so much blood gathered together.

There were some livers and other things floating on the blood, and strangely, there were dozens of lotus leaves and several lotus flowers growing on them.

Bloody lotus.
To be continued...