full-time psychic

Chapter 267 All beings are ants

Because the wall was too white, Su Ling couldn't see where the door was and where it was just a simple wall.I saw the old man skillfully found an area, put his palm on it, and with a slight push, a door shape was moved out, and the inside was completely dark.Su Ling could feel it just by standing outside. They were two completely different worlds.

The door opened, and the bright sunlight from outside poured in through the gap. The ground inside should have been white, but now Su Ling saw puddles of dried or half-dried blood on it...

Half of the old man's body had already stepped in. The sunlight illuminated one side of his face, which was dark and bright at the same time. Coupled with the eye-catching blood stains, it was inevitable that people would feel a little frightened. However, in order to complete the task and explore what secrets this prison hid, Su Ling had no choice. , could only nod reluctantly, and at the same time, his feet followed.

"Pricking—" There was a sound of two things rubbing against each other. In the suffocatingly quiet space, even such a small sound was infinitely amplified.

After Su Ling entered, the small door behind him closed automatically, and it was tightly closed, so that no light from outside could penetrate at all, while the room was pitch black, and nothing could be seen.Su Ling didn't know how long and wide the house was, let alone the source of these bloodstains. A sense of uneasiness filled her heart until the sound of rubbing was heard.

It was the sound of old Mr. Situ lighting a torch. Although the light yellow light was weak, in such an extremely dark environment, even when you couldn't see your hands, the light of the fire was like the sun.

The old man's face against the firelight didn't seem so scary, he just glanced at Su Ling lightly, and then directed the light to other places, as if looking for something in the dark.

Su Ling's eyesight was excellent, not to mention his sense of smell. From the moment he entered, Su Ling smelled a strong smell of blood, both old and new, regardless of gender.In the world of psychics, everyone's blood has a different taste, so some powerful psychics can even achieve the magical power of smelling blood and recognizing people. So you can imagine that when various smells are mixed, Together, and then infinitely amplified, this air is simply more disgusting to Su Ling than the air in the toilet.

She frowned slightly and looked in the room in the direction of the light. Even so, she could only make out the general outline of the room.The room is not big, with an area of ​​three feet square, and the height is the same. The whole body is white, but now it has turned blood red. The room is empty, without any furniture, and it is very quiet, as if you can hear a needle falling on the ground. Su Ling could even hear the thumping of his own heartbeat.

But these are not magical. The most amazing thing is that Su Ling actually heard a faint heartbeat except for himself and Mr. Situ in this extremely quiet environment.The sound was so subtle that Su Ling couldn't even hear it when he first came in.

After all, Mr. Situ was not a psychic. He walked inside with a fire folder, and after looking around for a long time, he found the owner of the heartbeat in the corner.He gestured at Su Ling and motioned her to follow.

The two of them walked slowly towards the corner. As the visible area of ​​​​the illuminated light advanced, the weak "corpse" leaning in the corner was opening and closing its mouth slightly, breathing weakly. It was covered in blood, and its face was There were still wounds on his arms that had not yet healed, and his eyes were blurry. It was obvious that he could not be saved.

But what made Su Ling gasp the most was not the scars and the blood all over his body, but the traces of this person's torture.Judging from the body shape, it can be roughly found that this person should be a male, but why say it is rough, because he is so hungry that he is so hungry that describing it as skinny and boned is to praise his skeleton structure.

His limbs were twisted in strange shapes, and they were all bent towards the joints. In the opposite direction, it was obvious that someone deliberately bent them alive.Compared with this, the large and small wounds on the body are nothing worth mentioning. What kind of knife stabbing, what kind of thread piercing, even the sharpened wooden stick pushed in with a hammer, every place is shocking and frightening.

Su Ling took a breath. She recognized this clothes. Wasn't it the prison uniform worn by prisoners in the underground prison? Could it be that all the prisoners who pretended to be sick and injured underground were sent to this hellish place for torture?
She quietly glanced at Mr. Situ beside her, and found that the latter's face was extremely calm, as if he had long been accustomed to these bloody and violent scenes, so she just said lightly: "Why aren't you dead yet, you can still hold on."

Originally, Su Ling was still hesitating about her speculation, but when she said this, she immediately strengthened her mind - this person is the "sick" prisoner in the prison!

But why did they torture prisoners like this, and what is their purpose?The Situ family is not such a boring family organization, or some kind of perverted sadist. Everything they do is closely related to the interests of the family, but what benefits can such torture of prisoners bring to the Situ family?
A series of questions ran in Su Ling's mind, but what worried her the most was that since she came in, she felt that there was a huge aura surging somewhere in this room, which seemed to be closer to a demonic aura. The Yin evil is icy and cold, making people feel as if they are in the ice of thousands of years, thrown into the depths of the vast sea, there is nowhere to escape, and no one can be rescued.

The old man frowned, obviously a little displeased with the tenacious will to survive of the man in front of him, straightened up and stretched out his hand, straight to the weak man in the corner, and grabbed the man's neck fiercely.Su Ling could even see the bulging veins on the old man's wrist, followed by the sound of the man's cervical spine breaking, with a "click", he died.

Su Ling also wanted to maintain a calm and indifferent elite appearance, but all this happened too suddenly, before she had time to react, the man in the corner was strangled to death, and the old man's killing was like crushing an ant , the technique is simple and the attitude is plain, as if everything is done for granted.

He let go of his hand, glanced at Su Ling, and said lightly: "Don't look at me with such surprised eyes, Gao Zhan is young, and teaching people must always be humane, I understand this. But sometimes it's hard to do what you do You have to do what you have to do, don't act so much, you can only be ruthless when you are ruthless in your heart, you know?"

Su Ling could only nodded blankly. She began to feel happy that she did not join the Situ family, which could make her heart stronger.

The old man clapped his hands, carefully took out the handkerchief in his pocket, wiped off the blood on his hands, and ordered Su Ling: "Now you can take out the 'thing'."

(End of this chapter)