MTL - The Old Gods Are Whispering-Chapter 53 Sanctuary of the Fallen

  Chapter 53 The Sanctuary of the Fallen

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

  Gu Jianlin finds it hard to imagine that there is such a secret place under the garbage dump in Heiyun Walled City. There are occasional handmade cement candlesticks on both sides of the 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 discovered 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 Yusheng, leaning against the wall, slipped a little bit, panting and said.

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

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

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

   But her eyes are 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 softly: "The black mist can't get in."

  Gu Jianlin probably understood.

  The so-called Great Ruins are those monsters.

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

  People who live here are 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 small face, glanced at him, and replied: "I don't know either. I know an uncle who said that memory is a punishment, but it only punishes those who live in the past."

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

   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 the ghost-humanization was lifted, it made him a little difficult.

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

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

  Gu Jianlin saw all this and did not speak.

   This underground space was excavated by someone, but it is as big as a small supermarket after going straight to the ground.

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

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

   But this time, he actually felt at a loss, and also felt at a loss as to 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 tunnel, what came oncoming was a warehouse, which was full of 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 on his nose to smell it.

   "Wan Wan is back?"

  Seeing the little girl, the old man raised his head and squeezed out 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."

  Sun Bo hummed, glanced coldly behind him, and then was slightly taken aback.

  Gu Jianlin narrowed his eyes, because he found the old man's eyes fixed on him.

  The look in his eyes 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 storage warehouse.

  There are wooden shelves here, which are obviously hand-made inch by inch.

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

   There is still 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.

   Potatoes and sweet potatoes are the most common, because they can be stored for a long time.

  A woman about forty 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.

   Celestial 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 this woman didn't show any expression when she found out that a newcomer was coming.

  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 for battle.

  Gu Jianlin thought to himself, the things inside might be 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 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 where many people are sleeping and snoring.

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

  Most of them are disabled.

  Daily 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.

  The burly old man was sitting on a chair, wearing a worn leather jacket, with a rough and wild big 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, signaling 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 noticed that the old man looked at him with a hint of daze and emotion.

   "Hi there."

  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 said sharply: "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: "It's him, so that's the case, this kid has a conscience and knows to let you come to me. One is to save your lives, and the other is to remind us that we should go .”

  When he said this, many people in the Chase bunk woke up.

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

  The woman in charge of food showed 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.

   More, but it is 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 lifespan, it won't hurt you."

  He paused: "You are all clean, except that someone has been poisoned by the spirit. 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 his death.

  As long as you are a fallen person, you must always live with this shame, and you cannot walk in the sun in this life.

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

  But for some unknown reason, they did not live in the Walled Area, but hid in groups 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 us about our origins?"

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

   "What's the question? You're from the Guild, right?"

  The old man said lightly.

  Gu Jianlin hummed, which was considered an admission.

   Cheng Youyu was even more frightened, he didn't expect his identity to be revealed so quickly.

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

  Once these people plan to do something, they will definitely not be able to get out.

   "The people here were all from the association before, 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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  (end of this chapter)