Chapter 310 Wu Zhe's Past 1
The next morning, Qing Yanrou was woken up by the vibration of her cell phone.
She picked up her phone and saw that it was full of voice messages from Zhang Linger.
Seeing that each voice message was nearly a minute long, she calmly scrolled to the top and clicked on the first message, then closed her eyes, put the phone next to her pillow and listened slowly.
Zhang Linger's energetic voice came from the receiver of the phone.
"Idol idol, the interrogation is over."
Wu Zhe was a child adopted by Wu Xianren from an orphanage more than ten years ago. The adoption procedures were not very complete at that time, and the orphanage was in a remote area, so it was easy for Wu Xianren to adopt him successfully.
At that time, the other children in the orphanage were very envious of him for being adopted. They would have new clothes to wear, a separate room, and be loved by their family, and no one would compete with them for toys.
But what they didn't know was that Wu Zhe's miserable life was doomed at that moment.
Wu Xianren is a ruthless and evil person who devoted the first half of his life to money and the second half to longevity.
But he had not expected that he originally wanted to adopt a child to raise from an early age and have him be an obedient slave to provide him with fresh blood, but in the end he ended up falling for this adopted son.
Immortal Wu made his fortune by doing some shady things, such as raising ghosts, using corpses to raise magical instruments, calculating against his peers, and tampering with Feng Shui.
Now that I have enough money, I pray for a long life.
His ambition was not as big as Wu Zhe's later, who thought about immortality. He just wanted to live for one or two hundred years.
In the world of metaphysics, it is not uncommon for people with high cultivation to live to be two hundred years old. The abbot of Baiyun Temple is now one hundred and twenty years old.
He is still in good health now. If he had not been plotted against by Country R twenty years ago, which caused some damage to his cultivation, he would have at least another hundred years of life left.
However, although Wu Xianren's pursuit seems common in the world of metaphysics and cannot be considered unrealistic, his own cultivation is not deep enough and he has done many things that are detrimental to his virtue.
Therefore, this pursuit of his is still too unrealistic for him.
He accidentally obtained a rare book of metaphysics, which recorded the secret technique of immortality.
However, his cultivation was not enough to comprehend it thoroughly, so he could only seek longevity as a second best option.
According to the records in the solitary copy, one needs to find a boy around ten years old, mix the boy's fingertip blood with morning dew and drink it every day, which can also prolong life.
Immortal Wu is a cruel and ruthless person, and he adopted Wu Zhe not to give him a good living environment.
So, when he saw this record, he did not hesitate to let Wu Zhe get up at five o'clock every day to collect morning dew, and then draw blood from his fingertips for him to drink.
Wu Zhe was only about ten years old at that time, but due to long-term malnutrition, he was so thin that he looked like a child of seven or eight years old.
Wu Zhe was forced to get up before dawn every day to collect morning dew and had his blood drained. He was also beaten and scolded from time to time. This was completely different from the future he had been excited about when he first learned he was adopted.
Life with Master Wu is not as comfortable as life in the orphanage.
For the first time, the little boy wanted to escape from here and return to the orphanage that he once despised.
However, the escape ultimately failed.
"You want to run? Where are you going to run to? Legally, you are now my adopted son, Wu Xianren. I can legally catch you wherever you run to. What's more, you are my blood supplier. You actually want to run away? Humph, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson.
I originally thought you were quite obedient, and I didn't want to use this to scare or torture you. But since you're not obedient, I have plenty of ways to make you obedient."
He tied Wu Zhe up with nylon rope and locked him in the room. A trace of resentment flashed in Wu Xianren's triangular eyes, and a grim smile hung on his dark face. He glanced at the door of the locked room and turned to leave.
Wu Zhe, who had been severely beaten, was locked in a room. It was dark all around. His hands were handcuffed and tied behind his back. He moved his body with difficulty, trying to find a comfortable position.
"Ah—what is that?"
He accidentally touched a cold object and screamed in fright.
The only sound in the small room was his heavy breathing.
Wu Zhe plucked up his courage and twisted his body to touch the cold object again.
It was icy and cool. I poked it. Although it was stiff, it felt a bit like... human skin...
"Can you touch me, little baby~"
Suddenly, a soft and cold female voice came to his ears, and the cold breath sprayed beside his ear. Wu Zhe's pupils suddenly widened and his lips trembled uncontrollably.
He wanted to scream, but when he opened his mouth, no sound came out.
"I don't like noise."
The cold female voice moved to the other side, leaning against his shoulder and neck, and the cold breath sprayed on his exposed thin neck.
When Wu Zhe was in the orphanage, he had heard other children tell ghost stories, and he also knew that after a person dies, the body will become stiff and extremely cold.
So, did he encounter a ghost?!
Wu Zhe's young face was full of fear, his eyes were filled with panic and disbelief, and his body was shaking because he was too scared.
"Hey, little guy."
Suddenly, a human head appeared hanging upside down in front of him, with long hair hanging vertically on the ground. A cold smile was on the pale face, and a pair of eyes with only the whites left were staring straight at him.
Wu Zhe kept screaming in his heart. He struggled to move backwards, but he touched the cold corpse behind him. He was so scared that he couldn't think.
Suddenly, the air was filled with the smell of urine.
He was so frightened that he peed while shaking.
Although the female ghost couldn't smell anything, she saw the wetness in his crotch.
"Tsk, I thought the old Taoist priest had some courage, but I didn't expect him to be so easily frightened.
This is frightening. Your body is stiff and your soul is tight. It's no wonder it doesn't taste good. Relax, I won't scare you anymore."
As the female ghost spoke, her soul floated in front of him and returned to its normal appearance, sitting down seriously.
But Wu Zhe did not relax after seeing this scene.
He understood that the female ghost wanted him to relax so that she could eat him. He was more delicious when he was relaxed.
This made Wu Zhe even more afraid to relax, and his whole body was tense.
"Tsk, don't you understand human language? Oh, no, don't you understand ghost language? I'm telling you to relax!"
Seeing this, the female ghost suddenly became furious. She suddenly rushed to him, stretched out her pale and slender fingers and grabbed Wu Zhe's throat.
"Help...help...please...don't...don't eat me...I...can't...eat..."
With tears in the corners of Wu Zhe's eyes, he finally made a slight sound, but because of difficulty breathing, his speech was intermittent.
"Bang--"
"Do you want to be killed? How dare you touch my food?"
Suddenly, the wooden door was kicked open. Immortal Wu stood at the door with a gloomy face and said to the female ghost fiercely.
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