Chapter 421: Selling Corpses

Ink Painting and the other two looked at each other, their eyes filled with astonishment.Killing people and selling corpses?"Who did you sell to?" Ink Painting asked.Wang Lai stammered, "A gray-clothed masked cultivator... I don't know who either...""You haven't seen his appearance?""I only want spirit stones, I don't care about his appearance...""And then?" Ink Painting's gaze slightly narrowed.Wang Lai was somewhat surprised, "And what?"Ink Painting said, "How did you know him, how did you contact him, how did you conduct the transaction, how did you kill people, how did you sell the corpses? Tell me everything, one by one."Wang Lai twitched the corner of his mouth.Ink Painting kicked him, saying fiercely,"Don't think about deceiving me. Your little mind can't hide from me. If I find out you deceived me, I will make you suffer greatly!"But his small face with eyebrows like a painting, when fierce, still didn't make people feel afraid.However, Wang Lai no longer dared to refuse.This little ghost had a cute face, but when he started, he might not be cute at all.Especially those eyes, innocent yet profound, as if they could see through your details...Moreover, things had already reached this point, and he had no need to conceal anything.Either don't speak, but once you speak, then there are no words you can't say:"I met that gray-clothed cultivator in a brothel on Jin Hua Street...""He was of medium height, slightly thin, masked, so I couldn't see his appearance, and my divine sense couldn't probe him either.""His body always carried a faint strange smell. At first, I didn't know, but after dealing with him and doing business, I understood. That strange smell was the smell of dead people, a cold, rotten smell.""The first time I did 'business' was because I had no spirit stones.""I gambled all night the day before and lost everything. Creditors were pressuring me for debt, saying they would chop off my hand if I didn't pay back.""I was at my wit's end, and he asked me, 'Want to do business?'""I sneered. These days, where can you earn spirit stones through proper business?""He then said, not proper.""Then I became interested and asked him what business it was. He asked if I had killed people before. I said yes. He then said it was similar to killing people, only after killing, give the corpse to him.""I felt unlucky, but I had no spirit stones on me, nothing to eat or drink, not even as good as a stray dog on the street.""Poverty might be more terrifying than death.""Moreover, the one who died was someone else, unrelated to me, so I agreed.""The first time I did his business, I killed a passing cultivator. After killing, I hacked several more times. I gave the corpse to him, and he frowned, saying that except for the heart meridian, there shouldn't be too many wounds, otherwise, he would deduct money.""I was impatient. It's just killing a person, so many damned things to pay attention to. But I had no spirit stones, so I could only listen to him.""He then carefully explained the rules to me again...""A fresh and strong cultivator's corpse, one hundred fifty spirit stones;""An old cultivator's corpse, eighty spirit stones;""Gender is not limited.""Except for the heart meridian, the flesh on the four limbs cannot have wounds.""If there are wounds, the deduction will be ten to fifty spirit stones depending on the situation...""After doing several deals, I realized this business couldn't be done for long.""Kill one or two, and that lazy bunch of Dao Court officers might not care, but if you kill many, even a fool can track you down.""At this time, that gray-clothed cultivator suggested that I kill mine cultivators.""At first, I hesitated. After all, my dad was a mine cultivator, and I am also half a mine cultivator. Although I usually don't do good things, you don't see them when you look down, but you see them when you look up. There are some connections.""But he offered too much, I couldn't refuse...""For cultivators, spirit stones are real, connections are fake.""Killing one mine cultivator brings in almost one hundred spirit stones.""There are so many mine cultivators in this Nan Yue City, how many spirit stones can I earn if I kill them all? I dare not even think about it...""And mine cultivators will give birth to mine cultivators, generation after generation, they will never be killed off...""Even if I don't kill them, they will die of old age, die of exhaustion, die of mine poison, die of oppression, die in mine accidents...""Since they are all going to die, why not let me earn some spirit stones?""Moreover, killing mine cultivators can be very concealed.""Mine cultivators live very hard lives. Find a random excuse, say they can earn spirit stones, and they will follow.""Night mine wells are remote and nobody comes, most suitable for killing.""After killing, disguise it as missing, and no one can find them. You can say it's seamless.""But we were still a little worried, afraid of being discovered.""So we found the family of the dead mine cultivator and said we would help them seek compensation.""One is to cover up and reduce suspicion. We help mine cultivators seek compensation, so they won't suspect that we killed them.""Two, we can get another share of spirit stones from the compensation.""When a mine cultivator dies, we can earn two shares of spirit stones..."Old Yu head listened, his eyes red, wishing he could eat Wang Lai.Ink Painting's expression was extremely cold, "The five mine cultivators who went missing before, were they also killed by you?"Wang Lai hesitated for a moment, then nodded.Ink Painting's gaze slightly narrowed, "Then why did they die so miserably in the mine cave?"Wang Lai's expression showed a trace of fear, "I... I don't know.""I just killed them, but after killing them, I saw there seemed to be movement inside the mine well...""I thought of the rumors about the mine well, and I was a little scared, so I first hid them in a corner, covered them with broken stones, and then planned to secretly transport the corpses out of the mine well when I had time."Wang Lai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "But... but when I went back the next day, I found that the corpses of these five people had disappeared..."Ink Painting's eyes showed a cold light, "You don't know about the matter of the Land Family mine cave?"These five corpses, as if dragged into the mine cave by something, were then eaten...Wang Lai had a bewildered expression, "What mine cave?"Ink Painting released his divine sense, spying on Wang Lai's divine sense fluctuations, and found that he hadn't lied.Wang Lai... actually didn't know..."How many years have you been doing this business?" Ink Painting asked again."Three or four decades..."Ink Painting's face was expressionless, "That is to say, you have been killing mine cultivators for three or four decades, and selling mine cultivators' corpses for three or four decades?"Wang Lai swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Yes..."Bai Zi Sheng couldn't help but say, "Or kill him..."Wang Lai was greatly shocked, "You promised to let me go."Ink Painting's gaze gradually turned cold, his expression showing neither joy nor anger, not knowing what he was thinking.Wang Lai's heart felt cold.Just at this moment, Ink Painting's expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards the mine well behind him.Inside the mine well, the permeating death qi suddenly became heavy.It seemed like something was gradually waking up.Moisture condensed into water droplets, falling one by one. The sound of water droplets echoed throughout the mine cave, eerie and gloomy.Fine unusual sounds also came from the surrounding stone walls.Ink Painting's expression suddenly changed and he said hurriedly,"Quickly leave!"Bai Zi Xi and Bai Zi Sheng also sensed something was wrong and nodded respectively.Ink Painting looked at Wang Er and Tang Wu lying on the ground and said to Old Yu head, "Wake them up."Old Yu head's expression was panicked.He also felt the abnormality in the mine well.It was exactly midnight at this time, which was also the most dangerous time inside the mine well.He didn't know what was coming alive...Old Yu head's legs were weak, and he stood up trembling, walked to Wang Er and Tang Wu's side, and gave each a slap, "Quickly get up!"The two of them had only been knocked unconscious. After taking Ink Painting's pills, their injuries gradually healed. And after receiving Old Yu head's slap and hearing his shout, they gradually opened their eyes.The scene in front of them made them feel very strange.The hooligans were spitting blood and lying on the ground, while Wang Lai was in a terrible state, shrinking in the corner.In front of Wang Lai, there were still three extraordinary young cultivators.The two of them were a little confused for a moment, "Old Yu head... this..."Old Yu head said, "Don't ask first, quickly escape for your lives!"Wang Er and Tang Wu then reacted and hurriedly struggled to climb up."Let's go!" Ink Painting said decisively.Just as several people were about to run, Wang Lai begged,"Save me! I don't want to die here!"Ink Painting's gaze flickered slightly and he said to Bai Zi Sheng, "Bring him."Bai Zi Sheng was somewhat unwilling.Ink Painting said, "He still has use.""Alright then."Bai Zi Sheng nodded, used chains to tie up Wang Lai, and dragged him towards the outside.As for the remaining hooligans, Ink Painting simply didn't care.With the unusual movement in the mine well, if they could live, it was their great fortune. If they died, they deserved it, repaying the mine cultivators who died at their hands.In this way, Bai Zi Sheng dragged Wang Lai, who was like a stray dog, without reducing speed, and ran towards the outside of the mine well.Ink Painting displayed his body technique and followed Bai Zi Sheng.Bai Zi Xi's footsteps were light, following by Ink Painting's side.Behind them, Old Yu head, Wang Er, and Tang Wu ran for their lives, perhaps because of the impending crisis, they actually ran quite fast.The air inside the mine well gradually became gloomy, and the death qi gradually spread to every corner.But fortunately, Ink Painting discovered it early and withdrew in time.So when a muffled, seemingly human yet not human roar sounded from inside the mine well, Ink Painting and the others had already escaped from inside the mine well.Ink Painting was still not at ease and led everyone through the secret door, leaving the Land Family mine well, until they reached the edge of the mountain before stopping.Wang Lai was dragged, covered in injuries, and fainted.Wang Er and Tang Wu also just settled their panic and were panting heavily.Bai Zi Sheng and Bai Zi Xi's expressions were also somewhat suspicious.Ink Painting turned back and looked towards the mountain, his pupils trembling.At this time, a terrifying aura erupted from the mountain. This aura was composed of numerous gloomy auras.From inside the mine well, there were faint, ear-piercing, heartbreaking sounds, as if ghost creatures were scratching something with their hands.It also sounded like dead mine cultivators were digging.And mixed within the decaying death qi, Ink Painting had once sensed that evil aura from the absolute formation, which was also becoming more intense.Ink Painting's brows furrowed even tighter.Exactly who set up what absolute formation?What was hidden inside this gloomy mountain...(End of this chapter)