Douluo, about my journey from a soul beast to a human

In the dark and cloudy Jinyan Sect, only at the entrance of the courtyard, the torch in Gan Jia's hand burned alone, illuminating the surroundings of the three of them.

But the weak firelight only allowed the three of them to see clearly things within a range of more than ten meters.

As for the thing that makes strange noises, they can only rely on hearing to identify the location of that thing.

Drops of cold sweat slid down Gan Jia's forehead. This feeling of pressure that was eroding his heart bit by bit made him more frightened than if he had to face a Titled Douluo head-on.

If he had known better, he would not have given the flashlight to Honglian... Gan Jia glanced at the flickering flames of the torch, protected Wang Chi and Wang Ling, and moved towards the door little by little.

But the thing that made the strange noise seemed to be much faster than the three of them.

As the sound of the chains mopping the floor became clearer, Gan Jia could still hear the unexplained whimpering from the rhythmic 'dong-dong' sound.

But the constant whimpering reminded Gan Jia of many childhood shadows.

What the hell did I encounter... Gan Jia ignored them, threw out the torch in his hand, grabbed Wang Chi and Wang Ling, and ran out quickly without looking back.

The moment the three of them stepped out of the Golden Flame Sect's gate, a muffled groan of pain came from behind them.

At the same time, there was a sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

???

Gan Jia looked confused, let go of the two limp bodies, and turned to look at the place where the torch fell.

But he saw a figure whose hands and feet were bound by chains, lying on the ground and twisting uncontrollably.

But this figure felt a bit familiar to Gan Jia, as if she had seen it somewhere before.

Gan Jia took out a torch and lit it again, and ordered the two people beside him, saying:

"I'll go take a look first. You guys wait for me here."

After saying that, he held up the torch and slowly moved towards the figure.

It wasn't until the torch shone on the man's face that Gan Jia recognized that this man was actually one of his younger brothers, Landa.

"Why did you come here and be tied up like this?"

Gan Jia put Dabao on his shoulders, waved his hand, and the nails of his index fingers instantly extended, easily cutting off the iron chains binding Landa's hands and feet.

Randa, who was freed from the restraints, quickly pulled the rag out of his mouth and took several deep breaths.

After his mood stabilized, he sat up from the ground, looked at Gan Jia, and cried:

"Sister, you have to make the decision for us..."

After saying that, he wanted to hug Gan Jia's calf.

Gan Jia subconsciously raised her leg and kicked Landa in the chest.

Who would have thought that this random kick would directly knock Landa unconscious.

Looking at Landa who had passed out, Gan Jia's mouth twitched slightly and said to himself:

"This is so outrageous."

He crouched down and prepared to use the 'Bridge' skill on Landa.

But after getting closer, Gan Jia carefully identified that the patterns on his clothes that he thought were actually blood stains that had not yet dried up.

He gently lifted off the clothes that were attached to Landa's body, looked at the hideous wounds underneath, turned to ask Dabao on his shoulder, and said:

"What you smelled just now was actually the smell of blood on his body?"

Seeing Dabao nodding his head repeatedly, Gan Jia finally realized that Dabao had found the wrong person.

Wang Chi and Wang Ling, who were at the gate, saw that nothing unusual happened on Gan Jia's side, so they ran over quickly.

Watching Gan Jia healing a man with a strange face, Wang Chi asked in confusion:

"Is this guy the person we are looking for?"

Gan Jia shook her head slightly and said without looking back:

"It's not him, but I suspect that the injuries on his body have something to do with that group of people. I'll find out when he wakes up and asks."

As traces of vitality seeped into Landa's body, the wounds on his body healed quickly.

After a while, Landa's eyelids trembled slightly, and the color gradually returned to her pale face.

He exhaled, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the familiar face under the torch, and said excitedly:

"Sister, hurry up, Lorraine is still inside, he is more seriously injured than me."

Gan Jia looked solemn and nodded slightly, handed the torch in his hand to Wang Chi, then picked up Landa and ran inside quickly.

Following Landa's guidance, the group came to a room with a wide open door. By the light of the torch, they could clearly see the messy wooden frames of tables and chairs inside.

Lorraine was also tied tightly at this time, lying on the ground not knowing whether she was alive or dead.

Just in case, Gan Jia put Landa aside and asked Wang Chi and Wang Ling to take care of her. He walked into the house with Dabao holding a torch.

Judging from the layout of the room, it should be where a disciple of the Golden Flame Sect lives.

Except for some splintered wooden remains, everything else in the house disappeared.

"It seems that all valuable things have been looted and lost."

Gan Jia held the torch, carefully observed the surroundings, and walked step by step to Lorraine.

Seeing that there was nothing unusual in the room, he squatted down with confidence and checked Lorraine's condition.

Reflecting the firelight, Lorraine's injuries were even more horrifying than Randa's. There were whip marks all over his body, and his clothes had already been stained with blood on the wounds.

Gan Jia stretched out her hand to detect Lorraine's breath and found that although Lorraine's breath was weak, luckily she still had breath left. Using the 'healing' skill should be enough to revive Lorraine.

He did not dare to delay, and quickly stretched his hand to Lorraine's heart, and the green light glowed again.

It's just that Lorraine's injury was too serious, so it took much longer to recover than Landa.

Gan Jia's skill was not based on soul power, otherwise Luo Lin would be in such a miserable state, and his soul power would have to be drained to the bottom.

Seeing the color return to Lorraine's face and all the wounds on her body healed, Gan Jia breathed a sigh of relief, cut off the chains on her body with her hand, and greeted:

"Come in, everyone, it's okay."

"Oh."

Wang Chi responded and helped Landa step into the house.

But Wang Ling, who was lagging behind, had a dull look on her face, staring straight at everything in the room.

Sensing something strange, Wang Chi turned to look at Wang Ling, who was standing there blankly, and asked:

"Xiaoling, what's wrong with you?"

Wang Ling still had no reaction and stood there blankly, not moving an inch.

Wang Ling's strangeness also caught Gan Jia's attention. He looked at the door and said in surprise:

"Xiao Ling, did you remember something?"

But before Gan Jia came forward to ask, Wang Ling let out a scream and ran away quickly.

What was going on... Gan Jia had no choice but to stand up, raise her legs and chase after him:

"Wang Chi, you take care of them both, and I'll go find Xiaoling."

In fact, Gan Jia could have stopped Wang Ling directly, but he was also curious as to why Wang Ling suddenly changed after seeing this room.

Instead of stepping forward to stop her, it's better to follow Wang Ling's subconscious and see where she is going.

Unexpectedly, Wang Ling and Gan Jia ran all the way to the Jinyan Sect's ancestral hall, then closed her eyes and passed out.

Just when Wang Ling was about to fall to the ground, Gan Jia suddenly appeared next to Wang Ling and hugged her.

Gan Jia looked at the closed door and the dusty plaque hanging on the door, and murmured to himself:

"Could it be that there is something here that can drive people crazy?"