refuse to be a teacher

Yan Jue was alone, wading in a pool of viscous blood that flowed continuously, and the front and back were surrounded by mist and darkness that could not be seen.

He just felt nauseous, and even his stomach was acidic.

It's really disgusting, it makes people sick to the extreme.Especially when both feet were soaked at the same time, he shivered from the cold and wanted to retreat, but the blood quickly spread up, covering from the toes all the way to the ankle.

It didn't take long for the hem of his blue clothes to be stained a dull scarlet by the fresh thick liquid.There is no light in the surroundings, red is black, and it is also a kind of black that is close to ugly and dirty.

There is blood in the future, and blood in the future.

In desperation, Yan Jue finally chose to move forward—the only thing that is clear now is that the huge amount of human blood transported up the mountain from the black market is gathering here at this moment, slowly flowing to some places. unknown place.

It's not necessarily an unknown place.Because after Yan Jue waded through the water for a short distance of more than tens of feet, the line of the water surface had gradually risen above his knees, approaching the critical point close to his waist.

At that time, Yan Jue stopped slowly and hesitantly, and began to listen to the crisp sound of a series of iron locks colliding in front of him.

He finally stopped walking, or maybe it was the reality that forced him to take another step forward.

At the same time, not far from him, a low, deep, almost hoarse voice came from an indistinct female voice.

"You...you are here."

She said, you are here.

He didn't say who "you" was, anyway, the surroundings were pitch black, and no one could see anyone's face clearly, so Yan Jue just stood there silently, staring blankly, without making a sound.

"You came."

She repeated it again.

This time, the bite was extremely accurate, and Yan Jue unexpectedly, from the weak voice that was hoarse and nearly annihilated, could vaguely hear a trace of unusually familiar taste.

"Yun...Zhe Huan?" Yan Jue asked tentatively, "Is it you...?"

The other party also seemed to be shocked for a while, and it seemed that it took a long time to react—then, there was still a dead silence.

Perhaps it is because of this extremely strange and quiet atmosphere from beginning to end that Yan Jue has gradually changed from being uncertain at the beginning to being certain——

"It's you, Yun Zhehuan."

He spoke again, calling her name without any hesitation.

Thus, such a woman, trapped and locked in the deepest part of the darkness, terrified and helpless like a beast, finally under this unexpected situation, completely, completely, uttered the last roar on the verge of collapse.

At that time, Yun Zhehuan had already forgotten why he made such a voice full of sadness and despair.

Probably because of the most embarrassing and ugly moment of herself, she was first shown in front of Yan Hao, a man she once despised - she felt ashamed, ashamed, frustrated, and deeply humbled and painful.

Or maybe it was because of the long inhuman painful experience that forced her to feel the comfort and gratitude of the long-lost reunion to the only old person in front of her who could give her light and redemption.

At that moment, the sky was dark and dark, and she couldn't see Yan Jue, but she almost exhausted all the strength in her body, roaring the pain, hatred, jealousy and sorrow unreservedly at the person in front of her, so that the room was full The sound of blood gurgling and flowing was covered up by the trembling hiss that erupted from his throat.

If there is a large underground space, it is full of Yun Zhehuan's extremely sad and angry cry.

Yan Jue took several steps back one after another, only to feel a chaotic roar in the depths of his ears.

After recovering his consciousness, Yun Zhehuan was exhausted and hung his head alone, letting all the wailing into the air, drifting away with the blood.

There was no light at that time, and it was impossible to accurately perceive the expressions between each other.It just so happened that Yan Jue didn't really want to see Yun Zhehuan's inhuman appearance at this moment.

Time was running out and he was always trying to say something.

But Yun Zhehuan's speed was even better than him.Her body was covered with several layers of heavy iron chains, and with the slightest movement, there would be a series of dull and unspeakable low noises.

This voice actually affected the clarity of her speech, so when Yan Jue heard her speak for the first time, he only heard a few words: "Go... let's go."

Yan Jue wasn't sure what he heard, so he chose to remain silent for now.

"You... let's go."

For the second time, she lowered her voice and bullied Yan word by word: "Hurry up...go."

Yan Jue didn't understand, so he straightened his mind, now that he has fallen into such a desperate situation, where else can he go?

After thinking about it for a while, she heard her say slowly: "He...he will come here in a short time. You stay here...you can only die."

"He?" Yan bullied, "You said...Wen Pianhong?"

Yun Zhehuan was noncommittal, only turned his body slightly, and then said to Yan: "Beside the chain under my arm... there is a light."

"Light the lamp, and illuminate it at a place three feet above my head. That's his... his usual passage to the ground."

She didn't mention Wen Pianhong's name from the beginning to the end: "You...you hurry out of the...passage before he comes down here. If you don't want to die, hurry...get out!"

She didn't have the energy left to say anything else.

When Yan Jue heard this, he naturally stopped procrastinating, made a quick decision, and walked forward in the dark.

There was sticky and smelly blood under his feet, especially in the place near Yun Zhe Huan, the water level was just waist high, almost overflowing to his arms.

Then she stretched her hand forward and groped up and down the cold iron locks all over the floor. As Yun Zhehuan said, she found a palm-sized delicate copper lamp a few inches away from her arm.

There is an obvious mechanical switch inside the lamp. When Yan Jue turned it lightly, the lamp head flickered in response, instantly lighting up a half-circle space to dim light.

Then Yan Jue carefully lifted the copper lamp. Although the light was weak, it quickly illuminated half of the scarlet side face of the woman in front of her.

——It wasn't until this time that Yan Jue had a complete understanding of what Yun Zhehuan looked like.

In fact, to put it bluntly, she is no longer half human.It's hard to imagine what kind of inhuman treatment Wen Pianhong gave her in just a few months.

His face was covered with reddish-brown blood stains. Yun Zhehuan's youthful face was originally extremely beautiful, but at that time, it was completely stained with the rust-like decayed color full of death.And the hideous and frightening silk-like lines all over the body have already spread to the deadly position pressing on the heart veins, just move it forward by half an inch, and you will immediately end up in a tragic end that is sure to die.

But of course Wen Pianhong would not let her die—for him, Yun Zhehuan was an indispensable human body container for carrying the Jielong Seal.

Therefore, he tied a bundle of metal chains full of qi around her limbs and even every vital part of her chest.

The chain was facing down, directly into the skin, and tightly clutched at her fragile left heart, so as to completely separate the heart from the pattern of Jielong Yin.

——In this way, the pain on the flesh intensified, but it also prevented the toxins hidden in the body from spreading to the chest.

Therefore, from the perspective of Yan Jue, Yun Zhehuan was entwined and penetrated by a bundle of chain iron locks, nailed alive to a complete stone wall behind him.

This kind of extreme tyrannical torture is even worse than the toxin brought by Jielong Seal.

But Yun Zhehuan was obviously used to it.And gradually tending to a state of numbness and insensitivity.

Her pair of dark eyes, without the slightest focus, are like a dead body that has lost its sense of pain.No matter how great the suffering is, once it accumulates to the extreme, it is no longer suffering, but an obsession that is difficult to retreat.

At that time, Yan Jue was holding a paper lantern in his hand, trying to illuminate the woman in a panic in front of him more clearly.It's just that as soon as he had this idea, Yun Zhehuan stopped him immediately: "Don't take pictures."

she doesn't want to...

She didn't want anyone to see her at her most downcast appearance at the moment.

"Please... let's go now." Yun Zhehuan said, "I don't want to die with you... Yan Jue, if you are sensible, get out of here!"

Yan Jue didn't speak, but moved the copper lamp in his hand up a little, so as to illuminate a deep and narrow opening above her head.

Yun Zhehuan didn't lie, if he kept climbing up, he would definitely be able to return to the ground again.

Yan Jue hesitated for a while, but turned and left without immediately.With the Jielong Seal still attached to her body, the source of all things would not be terminated, and no matter how hard she tried to escape afterward, it would only be the result of nothing.

"You're not leaving?" Yan Jue asked suddenly.

"How do I go?" Yun Zhehuan asked back, and then raised several layers of heavy chains beside him, "As long as... as long as he is still here, I can't go."

Yan Jue raised his eyebrows: "...he?"

Yun Zhehuan stopped talking, such a question was a thorn in her heart all the time, anyone who fiddled with it would make her feel unbearable pain.

However, Yan Jue didn't know what to do.Not only did he want to ask, but he had to ask thoroughly once and for all: "Yun Zhehuan, don't you think...the man you met in Guli Town was the one you saw before your eyes..."

Everyone can see how deep Yun Zhehuan's obsession with that man is.

When she loves someone, it is a kind of crazy love that is close to madness.Including loving that person's facial features, skin, and even similar looks.

In fact, Yan Jue didn't have any hope, nor did he think that Yun Zhehuan would wake up from this complete dream.

After all, she is crazy.Crazy and suffering because of a strange man whom he only met once.

However, unexpectedly, after a long period of silence, Yun Zhehuan spoke.

"I know."

She moved her lips, and said in a harsh voice, "I... know everything."

Then, two lines of hot tears flowed down her blood-stained stiff cheeks one after another very slowly.

Finally, it fell into the middle of the calm bloody water under the feet, and a small string of light water splashes were hit.