Chapter 62 What does it feel like from intestines to stomach?
Ren Qing's speed was naturally not comparable to that of ordinary monks, but he caught up with his counterpart in just a moment.
Only then did he notice that this person had a chance encounter and was the nephew of jailer Zhang Qiu, but now he was in a bit of a mess.
There were wounds all over his body, and one arm was still collapsed at his side.
The snake man said with a sullen face: "Ren Qing, we have no grievances in the past and no enmity in the recent past. Why do we need to kill him so painfully?"
Seeing that the terrain around him was getting narrower, he gritted his teeth and stopped.
The jailer's movements slowed down slightly, and he moved around the two people from other angles. It can be seen that as time went by, their intelligence had already become quite good.
The snake man looked at Ren Qing warily, and the latter also stopped walking.
"I see that we have left the prison here, do we still want to go deeper?"
Ren Qing grabbed the handle of the knife and looked around, feeling like he was in an underground tunnel.
The walls are covered with blood vessels like living things, and the ground is a little soft when stepped on.
Although it is a closed space, you can see a dark cave in the distance, which emits light green rancid smoke.
The snake man realized that Ren Qing was not hostile and had seen him outside the jailer's hall. He was brought here by the jailer.
He replied in a slow tone: "Actually, we have not reached the Jailer's Hall now, we can only go through the 'Knot Hole'."
"The knot hole..."
Ren Qing was slightly startled.
He and Butcher Zhang were more familiar with each other, so he had heard the folk names for various parts of the internal organs.
The small intestine does have its common name of a knot.
By the way, the Taotie method does not treat the stomach, so how can it involve the intestines?
Or let’s talk about that monk in the Yangshen realm, because of his near-death situation, the alienation gradually spread throughout his body.
Abi hell may have covered the entire intestines and stomach.
The snake man did not have too many reservations. He explained again: "You will know how to leave after arriving at the Jailer's Hall."
Ren Qing nodded and asked: "What do you call me Ren Qing?"
"Lin Cheng."
Lin Cheng lowered his guard a little.
At this time, the jailer was approaching, and he quickly said: "You and I each deal with one jailer, and when our hands are free..."
"No need."
From the corner of his eye, Ren Qing caught a glimpse of a monk from the Blood Dog Gang transforming into a cheetah and entering the knot hole at an extremely fast speed. He immediately believed most of Lin Cheng's statement.
He drew his sword and charged at the jailer.
While Lin Cheng was still thinking about how to deal with it, the trouble was successfully solved.
kindness?
Lin Cheng frowned and turned around, only to see that Ren Qing had already run away and was not prepared to cooperate with him at all.
Then he discovered that the jailer had turned into a corpse, with an expression full of disbelief.
Ren Qing was not interested in Lin Cheng's snake-sloughing method, and he had no time to escort him. He wanted to go through the knot hole first.
He stepped into the cave.
The benefits of being a wolf-footed person are fully realized. No matter how fast the legs are, there is no tendency to run out of endurance.
Maybe those with wolf feet are not as fast as those with leopard feet, and their strength is not as strong as those with elephant feet, but sometimes filling the flaws is the most important thing.
The ape jailer can only ensure that he is not thrown away, and continues to send out incompetent rage.
Ren Qing originally thought that the knot hole would be smelly at most.
But as he went deeper, he noticed that black and red blood was seeping out of the fleshy walls, and the sour smell in the air became more and more pungent.
The clothes on my body were sizzling, and I felt like they were gradually being dissolved.
Fortunately, the skin refiner is extremely resistant to corrosion, and his eyes are protected by double pupils.
However, when Ren Qing breathed, his trachea felt a little burning, and the tip of his tongue even tasted a whiff of rust.
He found the monk who had transformed into a cheetah lying in a puddle not far away, his flesh and blood melting like a hot candle.
"help me……"
When he saw Ren Qing approaching, his eyes showed hope, and under the influence of his strong desire to survive, he managed to crawl over.
Ren Qing bent down and touched the other party with his palm, and the information flow appeared.
It's a pity that this person's only magic technique is the Divine Foot Sutra, and he relies on swallowing strange objects to master it.
"help me……"
"Hopeless."
Ren Qing gave him a slap in the face without hesitation, and then continued to run forward.
In just a few breaths of delay, the jailer had already gotten a lot closer.
The most troublesome thing is that the acid gas in the knot hole is becoming more and more corrosive, and it even feels pervasive.
Ren Qing couldn't help but gasp for air, and his lungs ached.
The cloth shoes under his feet have long since disappeared, and his clothes and pants are not much better.
Ren Qing quickly swallowed a dozen pig eyes, using the heat generated by digestion to nourish the injury so as not to affect his progress.
However, it was difficult to walk through the mud inside the rope knot hole, so the speed naturally slowed down.
The ape jailer is walking on plain ground.
And it gradually became smarter and began to take advantage of the terrain.
Ren Qing had no choice but to use his fists to repel the ape jailer. The Miao sword would definitely be damaged in such an environment, so he did not unsheath it.
By the time Ren Qing reached the end of the knot hole, his breathing had become heavier.
He noticed that the outside of the cave was shrouded in blood mist, making it difficult to see the difference.
After Ren Qing hesitated for a few moments, he stepped out of the rope hole, and the sour gas around him finally dissipated.
He coughed hard several times, spitting mixed with blood on the ground, but his internal organs felt much better.
The ape jailer stood at the entrance of the rope hole, too afraid to approach. Then his expression calmed down and his body merged into the flesh and blood wall.
A steady drizzle of blood mist fell.
Ren Qing always felt that the Abi Hell was close to collapse, even though according to the information flow, the life span was still more than two hundred years.
He wiped away the blood on his face and felt slightly nauseous.
No wonder Song Zongwu said that no jailer likes to stay in the jailer's hall. This place is indeed too much like the underworld.
He carefully observed the surrounding area and found that there were still a large number of cells scattered not far away.
There was no one in the cell, but there were traces of life.
The other monks have not arrived yet, the jailer has not even been seen, and there are no clues about the promised way out.
Ren Qing took a few steps forward while using his heavy eyes, trying to see what was strange in the jailer's hall.
Then his expression became extremely shocked.
I saw a thousand-meter-long rib piercing the flesh-and-blood wall, and blood spurted out from it.
Because of the ribs, the wound could not heal, which contributed to the formation of blood mist.
However, it can bring Yang Shen realm to the brink of death. This is not the only injury suffered. At least the stomach injury will not affect his life.
Ren Qing suddenly understood how to get out of the jailer's hall. In fact, the wound was the way to the outside world.
There should be no danger if you are in the Jailer's Hall. After all, it is under the jurisdiction of the Jailer.
But he did not choose to set off. Instead, he sat cross-legged on the ground, still thinking about the techniques mastered by the monks.
It took several hours before a figure came from the Knot Cave to the Jailer's Hall.
The other party was the horned monk that Ren Qing had met outside the Jailer's Hall.
Now he was covered in thick bone armor, and his walking speed was indeed very slow, but he managed to reach the Jailer's Hall by relying on his defense.
The horned monk was still holding a human leg in his right hand, stuffing it into his mouth without hesitation, in order to regain his exhausted energy.