The old gods are whispering

Chapter 53 The Old Ministry of the Ethereum Association

It is not so much a basement as it is a long and narrow passage extending to the ground.

It's hard for Gu Jianlin to imagine that there is such a secret place under the garbage dump in Heiyun City Walled City. There are occasional handmade cement candlesticks on both sides of the long and narrow corridor, with candles that are about to melt placed on them.

"Remember to close that slate."

The little girl walked in front, turned around and asked.

Gu Jianlin turned his head and moved the stone slab over.

With the help of the faint light, he found that this stone slab was also smeared with mottled blood, and at the top of the hole, there was a black flower hanging, as if withered, with a dead gray color.

"Brother Lin, what kind of place is this?"

Cheng Youyu, the rest of his life after the catastrophe, leaned against the wall and slipped a little bit, panting and said.

Gu Jianlin shook his head, signaling him not to talk too much, and firmly blocked the exit with a stone slab.

In the dark, the little girl lit a firewood and lit a candle.

The firelight illuminated a young and immature face, but because of malnutrition, it looked thin and yellow.

But her eyes were very clear, bright and agile under the reflection of the fire.

"It's a mixture of stone tree oil and human blood. A few years ago, someone discovered that using this method, combined with the fragrance of phaseless flowers, can turn a closed space into a place independent of the world when the black mist falls. In this way, you can sleep at night with peace of mind, and you won’t be afraid of being ruined.”

The little girl said in a soft voice: "The black mist can't get in."

Gu Jianlin probably understood.

The so-called Great Ruins are those monsters.

And the black mist seems to be a disaster that has plagued this forbidden area for a long time.

The people living here are already used to avoiding this kind of disaster in some way.

"No, little sister."

Cheng Youyu panted and asked, "Why do these monsters transform into humans? And they still..."

The little girl raised her face, glanced at him, and replied, "I don't know either. I know an uncle who said that memories are a kind of punishment, but only those who live in the past are punished."

She blew out the match, then carefully packed it into a box, and put it away in her pocket.

It was just such a used match, she was not willing to throw it away.

"My name is Wanwan, come with me."

The little girl led the way: "Your friends have been poisoned and need to recuperate."

Gu Jianlin followed behind with two sacks on his shoulders.

After lifting the demonization, it made him a little difficult.

Fortunately, the fat man Cheng Youyu can still move, otherwise he would really be exhausted to death.

The little girl led the way, looking back at him from time to time with curious eyes.

Gu Jianlin saw all of this and didn't say anything.

I don't know who excavated this underground space, but it is as big as a small supermarket after going straight to the ground.

But there is still a cramped and humid feeling, and the light is not very sufficient.

Every time Gu Jianlin arrived in a new environment, he would instinctively observe the clues and build a model in his mind.

But this time he actually felt at a loss, as well as a dazed feeling of not knowing what to do.

He is not a rich second generation, but a boy from an ordinary family, but he has lived in a big city since he was a child, and occasionally went back to his hometown in the countryside with his elders, but no matter where he went, the material conditions were sufficient. The so-called human suffering.

It wasn't until he came to Heiyun Walled City that he discovered that there were still people living such a life in this world.

He was surprised, but acceptable.

It's just that now, he doesn't know what words to use to describe this place.

After walking out of the corridor, what came oncoming was a warehouse, which was filled with all kinds of garbage.

There are broken phones, mugs full of mud, broken charging cables, dirty mattresses.

There is also a sign on this warehouse - material warehouse.

An old man sitting on a bench looked at them blankly.

Both of his feet were broken, and he was holding a crumpled cigarette in his hand, but it was not lit, and he put it to his nose to smell.

"Wan Wan is back?"

Seeing the little girl, the old man raised his head and forced a smile, revealing the ferocious tiger tattoo on his neck.

"Uncle Sun!"

Wan Wan smiled sweetly: "I will take the asylum seekers to meet my father."

Uncle Sun gave a hum, glanced coldly behind him, and then was slightly taken aback.

Gu Jianlin narrowed his eyes, because he found that the old man was staring at him firmly.

That look was so strange that he couldn't help but clenched the two sacks in his hand.

"Tiger tattoo, surnamed Sun?"

Cheng Youyu murmured a little behind: "Why do I feel a little familiar..."

Gu Jianlin glanced at him, lowered his voice and said, "You know him?"

Cheng Youyu hurriedly looked away, and said: "Not sure, I heard it before, it seems that before the start of the Asgard Project, a wave of elites went down first, and most of them died, and their team leader was surnamed Sun. The most important thing is that there is a tattoo of a tiger under the neck, which was later said to have been contaminated and disappeared.”

After passing by the so-called material warehouse, they arrived at a place called the grain reserve.

There are shelves built of wood here, obviously knocked out inch by inch by hand.

There are five barrels of peanut oil on it, three bags of flour, two bottles of soy sauce, and half a packet of salt.

There is also a half bottle of Laoganma.

In addition, there are some not-so-fresh vegetables, such as tomatoes, beans and cabbage.

Meat is very scarce, only some pork belly is in the cabinet.

Most of them are potatoes and sweet potatoes, because these things can be stored for a long time.

A woman about 40 years old was sitting at the door humming a lullaby. She had only one arm, coaxing the baby in the swaddle, and from time to time exhaled bitter cold air into the grain storage.

Heavenly master path, second level.

She uses her abilities to keep food fresh.

Because there is no electricity system in this underground space, let alone a refrigerator.

It is worth mentioning that when this woman found out that a newcomer had arrived, she had no expression on her face.

But her gaze stayed on Gu Jianlin for a long time.

There is also a taboo item storage room in the depths, which has been locked with ten locks.

Five middle-aged men with healthy limbs stood guard at the door, holding guns and swords in their hands, ready to fight.

Gu Jianlin thought to himself that the things inside might be very important to the people living here.

So it must be strictly guarded.

Gu Jianlin came here and put down the sack in his hand.

Those five people were sizing up the whole time, and their eyes almost made him shudder.

"Lin, Brother Lin."

Cheng Youyu stumbled and said, "I don't feel right."

Gu Jianlin shook his head: "It's okay."

Under the dim light, you can still see a Datong bunk, on which many people are sleeping, snoring.

Looking around, some are missing eyes, and some are missing ears.

Most are disabled.

Everyday necessities are in a basin, hidden under the bed.

This seems to be the rest area, there is no extra furniture, only a few dilapidated dining tables and a few plastic benches.

A burly old man was sitting on a chair, wearing a worn leather jacket, with a rough and wild knife under his feet.

He also had a mirror in his hand, reflecting the billowing black mist and ghosts in the mist.

"Dad, I'm back."

Wan Wan smiled sweetly: "I brought back a few people, let's help them."

The old man raised his hand to signal her not to speak yet.

He raised his head and looked at the two teenagers in front of him and the two sacks under their feet.

"Hello."

Gu Jianlin tentatively greeted him.

He found that the old man looked at him with a hint of daze and emotion.

"Hello."

The old man asked calmly: "I want to ask first, who told you about this place?"

Gu Jianlin was taken aback.

"I observed you from below, only you ran east from the beginning."

The old man hit the nail on the head and said, "Who told you?"

Gu Jianlin was silent for a second, and said truthfully, "Lu Zicheng."

The old man was slightly taken aback, as if he understood something, and said with a smile: "It's him, so that's the case. This kid still has a conscience and knows to let you come to me. One is to save your lives, and the other is to remind us, time to go."

When he said these words, many people in the Datong bunk woke up.

The eyes of the five guards in the forbidden goods warehouse suddenly sharpened.

The woman who handles the food has a sad expression.

Uncle Sun, who was in charge of supplies, laughed even more.

"It's been more than two years, and it's time to go. Haha, I'm going to die again..."

The old man's laughter carried a trace of vicissitudes and madness.

What's more, it's miserable and helpless.

The old man ignored the others, but said quietly: "Welcome to the sanctuary. As you can see, most of the people living here are fallen people who can't see the light. But don't be afraid, we have been taking Asgard The natural grass mined outside, this medicine can suppress our aberrations very effectively."

"Although it will damage your lifespan, it won't hurt you."

He paused: "You are all clean, it's just that someone has been poisoned by psychotoxin. You can rest here for one night. When the black mist clears, our field team will return and bring you some antidote."

Gu Jianlin didn't know what to say, in fact, he had already used his life perception to see the origin of this group of people.

The vast majority are fallen.

The only clean person is that little girl.

The clown said it before.

As long as you are a fallen person, you have to live with this shame all the time, and you can't walk in the sun in this life.

Because this world can't accommodate them, they can only hide in the forbidden area of ​​Heiyun City Walled City.

But for some unknown reason, they did not live in the Walled City area, but lived in groups and hid in the basement.

hug each other for warmth.

Gu Jianlin walked all the way and saw many traces of life.

Mottled walls, worn furniture, dilapidated supplies.

People suffering from disabilities.

Every scene is a story.

"Are you Wanwan's father? I'll call you uncle."

Gu Jianlin asked calmly, "Aren't you going to ask about our origins?"

Cheng Youyu's worry was not without reason, because he also saw that the people here were all degenerates.

"You guys are from the Aether Society, right?"

The old man said gently.

Gu Jianlin hummed, as an admission.

Cheng Youyu shuddered even more, he didn't expect their identities to be exposed so quickly.

They are basically at the end of their ropes now, and they still have two wounded.

Once these people plan to make a move, they will definitely not be able to get out.

"All the people here used to come from the Ether Association, but they were just abandoned."

The old man smiled and said, "You are different. The four of you are clean and not polluted. As long as you don't mention us when you go back, your future will not be hindered."

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