Chapter 440 Get Out
"Senior, she is exaggerating, right?" Uncle Luo is now beginning to doubt his life.
The old man's voice was heard from inside the room.
Uncle Luo's face turned panicked. "No... She's right. My cultivation has been declining over the years. If the day ever comes when I can get out, with my cultivation at that time, can I really ascend?"
"Senior!" Uncle Luo turned around in panic, wanting to ask the old man, but bumped into the old man head-on.
The old man pushed him away expressionlessly, walked slowly to Jiang Ci, and said in an unhappy tone, "Young man, are you here to look for something that fell in a few days ago?"
Jiang Ci's eyes lit up, "Old sir, do you know his whereabouts?"
"It's hiding in the mountain of corpses, go find it." The old man said in a deep voice, "I don't care about your business, and you shouldn't interfere with the business here either. Find that thing and leave quickly."
Meng Shian's eyes lit up now, "Old man, is there really a way out?"
The old man glanced at him dimly and said, "Don't even think about it. You are the guardian. You can't leave before the time comes."
Meng Shian: “…”
"It would be good if she could get out! Where is the exit?"
The old man said calmly: "The exit is under the mountain of corpses."
"What?!" Meng Shian frowned. "There are inhuman monsters all under the long bridge. Once we go down, we will be torn to pieces without leaving anything."
No wonder Uncle Luo said that for outsiders, this place means they can only come in but not leave.
Yes, there are so many monsters under the mountain of corpses, it would be better to be infected with black corpse spots and wait for death here.
The old man said: "My friend is not an ordinary person. Once you find what you want, leave quickly and do not disturb the Prison Immortal Land."
He paused, looked at the big pot of medicinal soup that Meng Shian was boiling, and said coldly: "Even if we save them, they can't get out, why bother."
Meng Shian said seriously: "Saving a life is better than building a seven-story pagoda..."
"Ha." The old man sneered, "It's all bullshit."
“…”
The old man turned and went back into the house.
Uncle Luo stood there in a daze, with a grim look on his face, and said nothing.
Meng Shian asked Jiang Ci: "Are you going to the mountain of corpses now? Wait a little longer, I will prepare an oil lamp for you. With an oil lamp, you will have an extra layer of safety."
"Okay." Jiang Ci nodded readily.
Since we know that Hanba is hiding in the mountain of corpses, we will definitely take the time to look for him.
There are so many hordes of monsters under the mountain of corpses, and the talismans and blood are all limited in quantity.
One more oil lamp means more time.
After Meng Shi'an poured out the medicinal soup and let it cool, he carried the half-dead people from the pigsty over one by one and put them into the wooden barrel to soak and wash their bodies.
After soaking for about a few minutes, everyone began to react.
A black, sticky, oily substance oozed from their pores, emitting a rancid smell.
Uncle Luo was so irritated that he ran away, pinching his nose and shouting, "It stinks!"
Meng Shian asked Jiang Ci: "Are they okay?"
"It's okay, just force those dirty things out." Jiang Ci said, and threw another talisman in.
The talisman dissolves into the water, and soon the foul smell diminishes.
"The black corpse spots have faded!" Meng Shian pointed at everyone and exclaimed in surprise.
Uncle Luo came over to take a look, and saw that the black corpse spots on those people's bodies were gradually fading away. Although their faces were still very pale, it was obvious that they had improved a lot.
He rolled his eyes and looked at Jiang Ci thoughtfully, as if he had something to say.
When Meng Shian brought the oil lamp, Uncle Luo also came over with an oil lamp, and its weight was much larger than the one in Meng Shian's hand.
"My dear, use mine. I have more than Xiao An's!"
Meng Shian asked in surprise: "Uncle Luo, are you okay?"
Uncle Luo smiled and said, "Alas, I was so fierce before only because I was worried that she was the noble person in the prophecy."
"But obviously not. Didn't the senior say that she was here to look for something foreign and has nothing to do with the Prison Immortal Land?"
"My friend, don't take what happened before to heart. It was all a misunderstanding."
Uncle Luo looked flattering.
Jiang Ci took his oil lamp indifferently, then turned around and took Meng Shian's, smiling gently, "What about you, do you want to go out with me?"
Bang!
There was a sound of something breaking in the house.
It seemed like a warning from the old man.
Meng Shian shook his head: "The ten-year agreement is not over yet, I can't go out."
Jiang Ci deliberately said loudly: "As long as you want, I can take you out."
Meng Shian was still hesitating.
Uncle Luo pointed at himself excitedly, "Me, look at me, little friend!"
Jiang Ci bluntly retorted: "Are you sure you won't be hunted down by the immortals above when you go out?"
This sentence immediately silenced Uncle Luo.
Yes, he was appointed by the immortals above to be the guardian in the immortal prison land.
If the higher-ups knew that he had escaped secretly, they would definitely not let him go.
Uncle Luo's face turned ugly. He was silent for a long time before he asked cautiously, "My dear friend, is there any way to stop my Taoism from declining?"
Meng Shian rolled his eyes at him, "Uncle Luo, you——"
"Xiao An, don't say anything. You don't understand the difficulties we animal fairies face. I have worked so hard to cultivate to this point, and I don't want to go back to the past." Uncle Luo put his hands together and begged Jiang Ci, "My friend, please tell me. When you get out, don't worry, I will protect you, Xiao An!"
"I will make sure Xiao An spends ten years here in peace!"
Jiang Ci: "There is only one way to stop the decline of Taoism."
Uncle Luo was excited: "What method?"
"Leave the Prison Immortal Land."
Uncle Luo looked embarrassed: "But I have a restriction on my body and I can't get out. Can you even remove the restriction..."
As he spoke, he lowered his voice for fear that the old man in the room would hear him.
Jiang Ci ignored him and asked Meng Shian, "Even if you won't be infected by the black corpse spots, it's still very dangerous here."
The bloodthirsty monsters on the long bridge and the mountain of corpses, the imprisoned immortals in every well, and the strangers who fell down.
These are foreseeable dangers.
"As long as you want, I will take you out safely."
Meng Shian pursed his lips tightly, and after thinking for a moment, he shook his head: "I really want to go out, but I promised my father that I can't break my promise."
"Master Jiang, thank you for your kindness. If you go back one day, please go visit Grandpa on my behalf. If I suddenly disappear, Grandpa will definitely be worried. Just tell Grandpa that I'm fine."
"Okay, I respect your choice." Jiang Ci stuffed a stack of talismans into his hand.
Meng Shian was stunned, "What is this?"
"You will encounter dangers of varying sizes during your ten years here. This amulet can prevent you from being harmed by the Prisoner Immortal."
"Master Jiang, thank you, but I don't need so many. One is enough. You can take the rest and go down the mountain of corpses."
He drew one and returned the remaining amulets to her.
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