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Capítulo 11

“That’s not entirely true,” Wang Jia shook his head. “This is, after all, my first time casting a spell. There are oversights and loopholes in my planning, and it’s not yet complete. So, in my opinion, if there are really twenty-two people still alive underground, as long as we work together and combine our efforts to form the twenty-four elements, we might be able to escape alive. Or, if someone who understands ‘royal aura’ appears—because no one can possibly understand ‘weather aura’ and ‘dragon aura’—we can also escape this place and survive. However, the prerequisite remains: we must not combine the ‘inner and outer calamities’ to create bloodshed and slaughter.”

But how could Wang Jia and Wang Mu know that the inner and outer tribulations had actually been completed?

—During the internal calamity, Little Fatty was killed and One-Eyed committed suicide.

—During the external calamity, Liu Dalai and others had already been killed, but the one who committed suicide was none other than their mother: Wang Ma!

(The first offering to a magical kin!)

*** *** ***

While the two were talking, the eldest brother was also asking Huang Zilan about her experience of being trapped.

“It really is the ‘Road to the Underworld,’ are you sure you’re not mistaken?” he asked again.

"No," Huang Zilan replied succinctly.

The eldest brother frowned without realizing it.

—Gold, crystal, luminous pearl.

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [34]: (One represents the things that humans greedily desire; another represents a silent, pure, powerful world free of any impurities; the third is a ray of hope in the darkness of despair.) (The Yellow Springs Road should also be a road of wealth, power, and hope.) (That road must be paved with crystal stones.) (But now, there is only infinite darkness and infinite silence. Does that mean we are about to enter the underworld and face death?) (However, since there is a luminous pearl, there must be hope.) — Where is hope?

"Is that really the 'Road to the Underworld'?" the eldest brother couldn't help but ask again.

Huang Zilan nodded. She truly didn't understand why her boss was so interested in those three words. Her boss fell silent. His brows were furrowed, and he paced back and forth a few steps before suddenly looking up. "Oh no! [The rest of the text appears to be gibberish and unrelated to the previous sentences.]"

A chill seemed to emanate from the world of ice.

—There was also a faint smell of blood.

"Oh no!" he cried, waving his hand. "Come with me!"

*** *** ***

Adin only has one head.

Under the green light, Tong Rong could see clearly:

—Adin, who only had one head, stared wide-eyed.

In that instant, she suddenly felt her heart break, her strength vanish, her hope shattered, and everything in the world disappear. "Ading!" (she cried in her heart.) Suddenly, she fainted.

—Pain. Pain. Fainting.

The pain is in my heart, but the pain is in my abdomen.

A person suddenly leaped out, landed on the ground, and was about to step on her, but just as he was about to step on her, he suddenly stopped and stared in disbelief at Tong Rong as she gradually slid down.

"Tong...Rong...?" A surprised voice rang out; it was Zhu Qian.

She stared blankly at Tong Rong, took a step back in a daze, then, as if remembering something, she took a quick step forward and dragged Tong Rong out.

A short sword was embedded in Tong Rong's abdomen. She looked at her own hand, then at the unconscious Tong Rong, and her whole body suddenly went limp. With a thud, she knelt down, collapsing to her knees.

She finally let out a scream.

— A scream filled with terror.

She was never horrified when she killed Xiao Pang or even drank his blood, but when she accidentally injured Tong Rong, she could no longer suppress her terror.

At that moment, the land that had trapped A-Ding slowly cracked open, and with a "pop," A-Ding was thrown out, and the land grew back together.

*** *** ***

No one noticed that, in that darkness and panic, everyone's biggest concern was themselves. Then came their friends. In the darkness, Du Liu gripped Xu Fangfang tightly, holding his breath, his other hand clutching the knife. A moment later, the screams stopped, and the terrified crowd calmed down. Only then did Du Liu speak.

"—Don't shout! Don't panic! Listen with your ears! Listen with your heart! Listen with your mind! They are not ghosts, they are people! Now, we must find them, take back our things, and save our people! Okay—follow me!"

He pulled Xu Fangfang close and quickly left the scene of the accident, with the others following nervously.

The silence and darkness made it impossible for them to know how long they had been walking. Suddenly, they heard faint footsteps ahead. Du Liu turned around abruptly, "We have to go back! We should look where we are now!" He grabbed Xu Fangfang and quickly squeezed through the bewildered crowd, heading back.

After a moment, a faint green light appeared. Du Liu suddenly stopped, his blade pointing towards the source of the green light, and said in a low, deep voice, "—Slow down!" He stopped.

A scream rang out at the perfect moment, and the green light vanished abruptly. Faintly, A-Ding's voice could be heard, "Who? —Rong?...Rong?"

"Rong—"

A long, mournful howl, like a wolf gazing at the moon in the night.

"Quick!" Du Liu immediately grabbed Xu Fangfang and ran ahead.

The green light shone brighter, and in the distance, Zhu Qian knelt on the ground, her clothes disheveled, her face streaked with tears, holding a disc in her hand—green light emanating from that disc. Not far away was A Ding, holding Tong Rong in his arms; beside him lay Tong Rong's backpack. The backpack was open, and one could vaguely see that there were still things inside.

People immediately sped up.

Tong Rong's face was unrecognizable. Bloodstains remained, and her clothes had changed into a strange black outfit. She lay on her back in A Ding's arms, and in the green light, a sword hilt and half a blade were visible on her lower abdomen.

Zhu Qian was pale and trembling, clearly terrified.

People stopped.

Tong Rong slowly woke up, her words slurred, "Wet...drinking...flying bag..." Suddenly, everyone's eyes lit up. Looking at the backpack—at that moment, it seemed everyone had become Tong Rong's confidant, able to understand every single one of her incoherent words, to grasp exactly what she was trying to say.

Besides A Ding

A-Ding held Tong Rong in his arms, tears streaming down his face. "Rong..." *** *** *** The eldest brother wasn't walking fast. But Huang Zilan had to run to keep up. She didn't know what had happened, but judging from the eldest brother's expression, it was clearly something serious.

This is indeed a big deal.

This is a very serious matter.

—Little Fatty died; One-Eyed also died.

The death of one person is nothing. Huang Zilan had never seen a dead person before. But she only dared to glance at the way a one-eyed person died.

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [35]: This glance was just a fleeting glimpse.

With that one glance, she immediately turned around, bent over, and vomited.

But her stomach was already empty, and she couldn't even vomit up stomach acid.

The leader remained calm. He found Little Fatty first, then One-Eyed. Her expression didn't change much when she saw the two corpses. If there was any change, it was only in the depths of her eyes.

A touch of sadness.

The sadness lasted only a moment. The first thing he did was to open all the self-made mechanisms and take out the items from the "cave".

He did not touch the body.

He clapped his hands and made a soft sound. A moment later, Xiao Chan arrived first. He looked at the one-eyed corpse, frowned, glanced at it a couple more times, and then headed towards the scene where Xiao Pang had the accident.

A little while later, Xiao Dao and Er Gou arrived, followed by soft footsteps. They brought Wei Yiyi and An Yingying with them. All four were clearly exhausted. So exhausted that Wei Yiyi and An Yingying screamed as soon as they arrived and collapsed to the ground—unconscious. Xiao Dao was stunned. Er Gou was dumbfounded. The two stared blankly for a moment, then Xiao Dao took a deep breath and leaned closer to examine the one-eyed corpse; Er Gou exhaled a long breath before sniffing and looking.

The two glanced at their master and then turned together toward the spot where Little Fatty had the accident.

The small shovel had already turned back.

"What did you see?" the eldest brother asked quietly.

"Little Fatty died from carelessness; One-Eyed died from being too soft-hearted," Little Shovel answered succinctly, then gestured a few times. The boss nodded.

Xiao Dao and Er Gou returned as well, dragging Xiao Pang's body along.

"The force was at least 120 kilograms—terrifying. She was a woman comparable to us." Xiao Dao said calmly. "One-Eye is probably thinking about his past again—was that woman similar to one of his relatives?"

"

Er Gou looked slightly shocked. "That girl is a devil! She's terrifyingly calm! Little Fatty's belongings were all taken!"

"But how did she leave? Did she also know about mechanisms? ...One-eyed...cough!"

“Very good.” The leader nodded, paused, “But you’ve overlooked the most important point: Little Fatty was not only killed, but some of his things were also taken away…” He looked at Huang Zilan, stopped talking, and only made a gesture.

The three disciples were startled and startled, and together they bent down to look at the chubby boy.

Huang Zilan finally stopped gagging, and she suddenly realized that Xiaodao, Ergou, and Xiaochan all had a look of surprise/fear.

—What exactly did Zhu Qian take away?

(That must be very important.)

What she never expected was that what terrified the three of them was—blood.

Little Fatty's blood.

"One-Eyed, besides eating her heart, also cut off a piece of flesh from her face," the leader continued. "That piece of flesh was lip-shaped. Also, his net-like undershirt was gone, and a layer of his fluorescent dish was missing. He must have been storing food, right? That's gone too. So, the sequence of events must have been this: After beating, torturing, and deceiving her all failed, One-Eyed had a conversation with her. The result of the conversation was: One-Eyed released her and gave her the net-like undershirt. He didn't send her away; he was clearly still spouting harsh words."

But the other party already understood his true meaning.

As compensation, the other person kissed him. —Without that kiss, he might not have committed suicide; but it was because of that kiss that he finally lost all hope. He ate the heart, simply wanting to see his own heart. If his will hadn't been so strong, he would never have been able to take out his heart and bite into it after losing his liver, gallbladder, intestines, stomach, spleen, and kidneys.

In fact, he left with a smile. That is to say, for him, he was finally free.

Therefore, that girl will serve as a replacement for One-Eye, and we must protect her life to the very end; once she is out, we must force her to remain a widow for One-Eye for three years and make her consider herself a widow.

As for Little Fatty's—he could only die!

"No! We can't do that!" Huang Zilan couldn't hold back any longer. "You were the ones who raped her. Zhu Qian should have defended herself. She's always been chaste and would never do anything disrespectful to any man of her generation except her husband. She's a typical chaste woman who lost her temper in self-defense. She can compensate you with a lot of money later, 100,000, 200,000, 300,000, 400,000, anything..." "Zhu Qian? Her name is Zhu Qian? -- Very good." The eldest brother nodded.

Huang Zilan was taken aback. (Why did I mention her name?) The eldest brother smiled coldly and quietly continued, "There's one thing you're mistaken about. My men never rape—unless the other party consents."

Huang Zilan felt a surge of anger and blurted out, "No! Tong Rong's clothes were all torn to shreds. She must have been beaten. How can you say it wasn't rape?"

The leader shook his head. "You're wrong again. Clothes can be torn to shreds, and people can be beaten half to death or even killed. But no one will force anyone if the other party doesn't agree. That's how we've always treated the living."

"What difference does it make? Under your beatings..." "The difference is huge. It involves a person's beliefs and will." The leader coldly interrupted, "—In everything we do, we should, we must, be thorough! Rape is no exception. Rape isn't just about being thorough physically; more importantly, it's about being thorough mentally. Anyone with a strong will will never do it if we can't get them completely. Only when the other party cooperates—whether physically or mentally—can we truly relax. Otherwise, it's a waste. And we belong to the Gentlemen's Sect, we are gentlemen. In the Gentlemen's Sect's tomb raiding business, waste is a major taboo! Rape, especially, is a major taboo for the Gentlemen's Sect!"

"Alright, deal with them." The last sentence was addressed to the three disciples.

Thus, Huang Zilan first learned what it meant to "not waste".

---Magpie Bridge Fairy

Reply [36]: Xiao Chan, Xiao Dao, Er Gou, squat down together and take out the sharp tools. Cut open the two corpses, cut off the bloody chunks of flesh, and put them into bags taken from their bags. In a short while, the limbs, abdomen, back, buttocks and other parts of the two corpses were reduced to bones.

—Then, after a rapid digging, a hole appeared in the ground in just a few minutes. Two skeletons were placed inside the hole and sealed with soil.

The scene was horrifying to Huang Zilan. Wei Yiyi and An Yingying, who had just woken up, had fallen unconscious again. Huang Zilan also wanted to faint, but she was becoming more and more lucid—only her limbs were weak and she was trembling uncontrollably.

“They are already corpses, no longer human.” The leader was even calmer. “Therefore, we can take whatever we want—besides, this is exactly what we need right now. With it, we don’t have to worry even if we are trapped for another month or two.”

As for the food taken from you, it will be returned to you, Tong Rong, and these two... oh, Wei Yiyi and An Yingying, very nice names, very feminine." He casually praised them, then frowned again. "She must die! Of course, we can't do it."