Author: Caixinguaguagua

Crack!

The scorching sun scorches the eyes, and the whip roars.

"Ah, I don't dare anymore..."

"Damn you bitch, you can't push a car well, what's the use of keeping you!"

Before Wu Dao's eyes could adjust to the bright sunlight outside the mine, he heard bursts of screams, insults and whippings.

Look up.

On the mine road, a wooden cart overturned, and the ore rolled down in all directions. The boy with obvious ribs rolled around under the whip of the supervisor, wailing in despair and powerlessness.

The whip is a strong cowhide whip.

The whip-wielding overseer has big shoulders and a round waist, with red eyes and bared teeth. The ferocious scar on his right face beats like a centipede. Every time he swings the whip, his muscles bulge high, causing strong winds and rain, and crackling explosions.

The force was such that even an animal, let alone a human being, would fall down after being whipped. It was obvious that he was running for his life.

This is indeed the case.

In less than a minute, the young man stopped moving. He spat out mouthfuls of blood with his face down. The skin on his back was torn open and the bones were visible in strips. He was twitching non-stop.

"Bah, you really deserve to lose your life without being beaten!" The scar-faced supervisor spat hard, with no trace of guilt in his eyes, only that he still had unfinished thoughts.

Wu Dao withdrew his gaze and felt no disturbance in his heart. He had become accustomed to this kind of thing in the past three months.

It is not an exaggeration to say that the Sihai Gang does not treat the mining slaves as human beings.

The overseers are like wolves and tigers, and most of them have cruel temperaments. They patrol the mines every day with whips in hand. If they see any mistakes made by the slaves, they will be beaten to death on the spot!

Even if you make no mistakes and are honest, they can find any reason to whip you severely just to satisfy their perverted sadistic desires.

Since three months.

Wu Dao saw with his own eyes that no less than fifty people died under the whip of the supervisor.

The rest died of exhaustion, starvation, disease, and turned into feces. Taken together, at least a hundred people died in this hell mine.

But no matter how many die.

At the beginning of every month, the Sihai Gang can always find new slaves from the outside world to replace them, and the number of slaves in the entire mine has always been maintained at three hundred.

The reason why the Sihai Gang is so rampant.

In the past few months, Wu Dao also learned some things about cause and effect from the new mine slaves.

Generally speaking, after six hundred years of prosperity, the Dali imperial power has seen its fortunes decline and has reached a point of decline.

The feudal kings from all over the world were self-respecting, the civil government was corrupt and incompetent, the three religions and nine currents were roaring in all directions, oppressing the people, and refugees were everywhere, making it a scene of troubled times.

Under this situation.

The Sihai Gang, a top-ranked gang in the country, is naturally unscrupulous. In their eyes, human life is really no different than a piece of grass.

Wow!

Ore is poured into wooden carts.

Wu Dao no longer paid attention to the poor guy just now and prepared to continue working in the mine.

In the mine, from dawn to dusk, there is no rest time. There is only a moment of respite in the mine where the supervisor cannot see.

He is now a fledgling, weak man, and deserves to suffer like this!

I don't have the qualifications to challenge the rules of the mine. The right way is to hold back, lower my presence, and silently accumulate strength.

"Who is that? Quickly drag this little bastard to the No. 1 mine and throw it away. Bad luck!"

Just as Wu Dao was about to go to the mine, the scar-faced supervisor pointed his whip and called his name.

He frowned slightly, thinking of something bad, but in the end he stepped forward without saying a word and dragged the unfortunate man's body towards Mine No. 1.

Mine No. 1.

There is an ominous place in the Red Fire Mine, which the mine slaves call the Gate of Hell.

The reason is simple.

It does not produce ore, but is a natural abyss located in the heart of the mountain. It is a death pit specially used by the Sihai Gang to dispose of the corpses of mining slaves!

It has been about five or six years since the Chihuo Mine was established. During this period, the number of corpses thrown into the abyss has already exceeded thousands.

The cave is full of dead air and cold air all year round, making it creepy even from a distance. Even the physically strong members of the Sihai Gang are reluctant to get too close.

therefore.

Once someone dies in the Chihuo Mine, it is basically the mine slaves who throw away the body.

After returning, he may be in a trance, or seriously ill, and become the next poor thing to be thrown in.

Over time, Mine No. 1 became a taboo place that was talked about by the mine slaves, shrouded in a layer of weirdness.

Since March, Wu Dao has only heard of the name of Mine No. 1, but has never been there in person.

See you today.

Sure enough, there was an uneasy and weird atmosphere everywhere.

First is silence!

Deathly silence!

It was obvious that the mine was in full swing and noisy outside.

But as soon as a person enters the cave and is only a few steps away, he feels as if he is isolated from the rest of the world. The noise in his ears instantly turns into vague sounds coming from a distant place.

It seems as if the whole person will be forgotten by the world in the next moment, and the spirit and will instantly become uneasy.

Second is the cold!

In midsummer, the sun is scorching.

Inside the bright cave, it was as cold as a severe winter everywhere. Even though Wu Dao's physique was in the realm of experts, he still shivered as soon as he entered the cave.

Finally it’s black!

A deep darkness thicker than ink!

It's not that the cave passage is dark, but that it refers to the abyss and vertical shaft where the mining slaves are processed. It's so dark that it makes people palpitate.

It is not caused by lack of sunshine.

on the contrary……

Wu Dao glanced at the mountain pass that was as bright and wide as a volcanic crater above the abyss, and could see the blazing sun hanging high above the blue sky at noon.

However.

As soon as the bright daylight entered the abyss, it was immediately swallowed up by deep darkness, with visibility less than one meter.

This obviously violates Wu Dao's physical understanding.

but.

He was relieved when he thought that this world was an extraordinary world. There were some strange places that were not surprising.

call out!

The bloody gourd-like corpse fell into the abyss and was swallowed up by darkness in the blink of an eye.

Wu Dao leaned over and looked directly into the bottomless abyss. His strong and fiery blood resisted the coldness rising in the abyss, and his heart was calm.

The essence of practicing the Daotianji Breathing Method is to tap into the potential of the human body in the process of overcoming fear.

After decades of tempering his will in his previous life and dancing with death countless times, the emotion of fear has long been completely eliminated from his soul.

Even if there are gods, ghosts and ghosts, they are just different kinds of life. With sufficient force and equality of all things, there is nothing to fear.

Are there monsters and monsters in this world?

Wu Dao suddenly thought of this issue that he had ignored at the beginning, and once again had a strong yearning for the mysterious world beyond the high wall.

Tsk, let’s wait and see if we can get out alive.

Shake his head.

Wu Dao suppressed the restlessness in his heart, took one last look at the depths of the black abyss, frowned, stood up and left quickly.

This abyss seemed to have some kind of demonic quality, which made him inexplicably afraid.

The longer we stayed, the colder the strange chill emerged, which penetrated right into our bones, and the blazing sun above us could not dispel it.

The sound of sobbing and howling that echoed in the abyss after the wind blew over it made people feel dizzy and depressed after hearing it too much, and they had the urge to dive in and end their lives.

Woohoo~

The wind blowing outside the cave suddenly became stronger, and the howling in the black abyss behind him became even more unsettling.

Wu Dao frowned, and the inexplicable uneasiness in his heart made him speed up and rush out of the cave. His intuition told him that if he continued to stay here, something bad would happen.

He has always trusted his instincts.
To be continued...