MTL - Salted Fish Zombie-Chapter 68 flower slave

The heavy black door was slowly closed.

The light outside the door only shone in briefly.

There was no sound in the hall.

"Where will he be taken?"

As soon as Ning Changfeng finished asking, he began to analyze by himself, "The man in white said that the holy flower in his body could not be saved. The holy flower died in his body. After the holy flower died, his body could not bear the second transplant. That's useless."

"He will be sold to some flower slave bosses, like the failed flower servant at Boss Qi's."

Ning Changfeng said in a cold voice: "Surviving the first night doesn't mean it's safe. You have to feed the sacred flowers. Raising the sacred flowers is a tormenting process."

What kind of pain is this.

Cut open the heart, but also take care of it.

To feed is to give the body to the holy flower as a nutrient dish.

If you don't raise them well, you will be tortured and driven crazy.

After being raised to death, it will be sold to the owner of the flower slave, and then made into a flower-shaped sacrifice, returning to the beginning.

If he suffers in vain, he might as well be made into a sacrifice from the very beginning.

Zhu Shuangshuang said in a daze: "He was tortured crazy by them. Is the Temple of Flowers trying to torture us and make us suffer?"

"No." Fang Qi said, "Look at the two girls in the row in front of Meng Linjia."

Ning Su recovered from Meng Linjia's gaze, and looked at the two girls Fang Qi was talking about.

In the main hall, each bed has only simple partitions, and there is a flower attendant lying on each bed, and there are also two or three of them gathered together.

Obliquely in front of Meng Lingjia's empty bed, there were two girls sitting on the same bed. They leaned on each other and put their hands on each other's heart, where the sacred flower was transplanted.

There must be a terrible wound there, and it will be very painful. In this dark environment, there are fragile and happy smiles on their faces.

Fang Qi said in a low voice: "At first I also thought that entering the Flower Temple was to be tortured by them, but then I found out that it was not the case. Many people here are not, and they are one of them."

"Are they sisters?"

"No, it's a couple."

It can be seen that Fang Qi has done a lot of research in the past few days when he came to the Flower God Temple in advance. He said: "In Furen County, homosexuality is heresy, and even the Flower God does not allow it."

Ning Su suddenly turned his head, "Does the Flower God know that He won't allow it?"

"..."

"Probably don't know."

Fang Qi said: "Otherwise, the Temple of Flowers would not tolerate them."

"Being treated as a heretic in a city full of crazy believers, I want to know their pain, and one of the girls is married to an old man, and they...correct."

"The other girl almost couldn't survive. It was the man in white who brought them back to the Flower Temple. The saint said that as long as they take good care of the sacred flowers in the Flower Temple, they will be blessed."

On the narrow bed, the two girls rubbed their faces together lightly, with their hands on each other's scars, like two wounded little beasts that had escaped from the mouth of a devil and were licking each other's wounds.

While watching it is sad, I can understand their happiness at this time.

After being tortured in every possible way in this evil city, they finally found a safe place for them.

Even in a cold and dark place, even if there is only a small bed, even if they are tormented by the holy flowers in their bodies.

As long as they can be together.

Fang Qi said: "The Temple of Flowers has never tortured them, they are currently the second most successful flower servants."

This is even more confusing.

"But they tortured Meng Linjia, the Temple of Flowers, what are they going to do?" a player asked.

Fang Qi looked at Ning Su, "Did the saint tell you anything before you transplanted the holy flower?"

Ning Changfeng, who was standing against the wall, immediately stood up straight.

Ning Su turned to look at Fang Qi, and the two teenagers looked at each other.

Ning Su didn't answer this question directly, he said: "The way they rescued Shenghua was to stimulate Meng Linjia, to make Meng Linjia have intense emotional ups and downs."

"When Meng Linjia went crazy and had no mood swings, they gave up."

Of course he knew that Meng Lingjia was not crazy, he just wanted to end all this.

End the man in white's casual injury to the boyfriend's bones, end this endless torture, end everything.

It begins with madness and ends with death.

Ning Su: "The saint also said that the holy flower must grow in a spiritual body, feel the soul in the heart, and germinate and grow under the nourishment of the soul."

"So, the body is the carrier, and the soul is also the key to nourishing the sacred flower. Only an abundant soul can support the sacred flower. Their definition of an abundant soul is rough emotional ups and downs, pain, happiness, and terror, right?"

Fang Qi looked at him in surprise, but he didn't expect him to sum it up more clearly than he thought after just watching for a while.

Zhu Shuangshuang also looked at Ning Su in surprise.

Why did he suddenly say this series of words so seriously?

She thought back, because she didn't want to answer Fang Qi's question?

In order to avoid that leading question, simply put out all the answers Fang Qi wanted to say?

Zhu Shuangshuang is even more curious about what the saint told him.

Ning Changfeng looked at Ning Su for a while, then leaned against the wall again, not knowing whether the strange feeling in his heart was relief or disappointment.

He vaguely felt that Ning Su didn't seem to want to recognize his father.

Thinking of this possibility, Ning Changfeng felt suffocated.

A player reacted slowly, "Yes! Meng Linjia is crazy, no matter how they stimulate him, he has no soul fluctuations, so the holy flower withered, just like the soul."

"Those two girls have gone through hardships together, when they are the happiest and full of souls, so they are the best raised."

"Dai Dong was also taken away by the saint when he was in the most distressed state!"

"It turns out that the grouping of people with good relationships is not only useful when transplanting holy flowers, but also when growing flowers later, to stimulate our emotions."

Fang Qi said: "Well, among them, the most critical thing is when the sacred flower is transplanted."

"Can the holy flower and people survive the night? The emotion of the flower attendant is very important when transplanting the holy flower. The saint will find a way to stimulate people and make people fall into pain, sadness or happiness. Flowers are the greatest stimulus and nourishment."

Zhu Shuangshuang was taken aback for a moment, she didn't know there was such a thing.

How did the saint stimulate Su Xiangsheng?

Fang Qi looked at Ning Su again, and asked for confirmation: "I figured this out while chatting with a few flower attendants, what they said was vague, and I'm not sure, did the saint tell you something to stimulate you? "

Ning Changfeng and Zhu Shuangshuang immediately looked at Ning Su again.

"Ah," Ning Su nodded, "She told me that I can no longer eat meat these days in the Temple of Flowers."

He quickly took a bite of the chicken leg and was shocked, "It's terrible."

"..."

Zhu Shuangshuang believed, "The saint is too good at focusing on the key points."

Ning Changfeng: "?"

Ning Su quickly ate the remaining chicken thigh meat.

Zhu Shuangshuang asked Fang Qi again: "What's the matter with Dai Dong? Su Su said that the screams we heard in the dark room belonged to him."

Fang Qi said: "His holy flower is growing sideways."

"Off?"

Fang Qi said: "Ordinary sacred flowers naturally chase blood and grow in the blood vessels. Some vines do not grow into the blood vessels. They should be cut off or moved into the blood vessels according to the situation."

No one spoke again.

The voices they heard in the morning had already told them how much it hurt.

They looked at the hundreds of flower attendants with different expressions in the main hall, as if they had seen all kinds of life in the world and tasted all kinds of flavors.

These noble and poor flower servants, I don't know how much grief or joy is hidden in this darkness, stimulating the broken heart again and again, and finally enshrining the holy flower in the body.

After a while, Fang Qi glanced at the small round window and said, "It's about to start."

This time they all knew what he was talking about and it was about to start.

The night is getting deeper and deeper, and the holy flower is about to become active.

Fang Qi stood up with difficulty, "I have to go back and lie down."

He glanced at Ning Su, "Lie down on the water bed too."

Zhu Shuangshuang will also go back to take care of Su Xiangsheng.

When Ning Su stood up, his heart skipped a beat.

He felt that his heart seemed to sink and expand a little during that violent beating, and the violent beating caused all the blood vessels in his body to vibrate.

He snorted, trembled, and swayed to the right, and immediately supported him with both hands.

Ning Su turned his head and saw that it was one of the two players in their yard who didn't know the details.

He looked at the hands that supported him. The nails on those hands were black, as if something was wriggling under the nails.

"Thank you." Ning Su said.

"It's okay." Seeing that he was standing still, the man immediately withdrew his hand, as if there was something terrible on him.

Then why help him.

Ning Su asked: "My name is Ning Su, how about you?"

"Leng Chang."

Ning Changfeng was very disturbed when he heard Fang Qi's words. Seeing that Ning Su was still talking to someone, he hurriedly urged him: "Let's go up quickly."

"..." Ning Su: "Brother, be normal."

"Can a head make you like this?"

Ning Changfeng: "..."

Ning Su took another look at Leng Chang, and went up with Ning Changfeng and Zhu Shuangshuang.

The upstairs is different from the downstairs. Every room has windows, facing the main hall below.

After returning to the room, Ning Su did not lie down on the water bed, but stood at the window and looked down.

Ning Changfeng was helpless.

After the other flower attendants transplanted the holy flowers, they lay unconscious on the water bed.

And this one, hiding and eating at the same time, didn't sleep well when he came back.

Ning Changfeng didn't know whether to be happy or sad.

He pulled a chair over for Ning Su, "Sit and watch."

If there are too many strange behaviors, it will not feel strange.

Ning Su thanked him, sat on a chair and looked out the window.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and before midnight, a flower waiter below had already responded.

A male flower waiter was curled up on the bed and trembling, the purple blood vessels on his forehead swelled visibly, getting thicker and more convex.

He clutched at his heart in pain, opened his mouth and let out a hoarse cry of pain.

The black flower attendant on the chest was grabbed by him, and the rugged purple blood vessel at the collarbone was beating like a heart.

Ning Su listened to his own heartbeat, watched the trembling of his blood vessels, and gradually caught up with the rhythm.

"Boom-boom-boom-"

"ah!-"

The blood vessels suddenly swelled **** high, pushing the skin into a thin layer, almost bursting like a balloon.

The swollen blood vessels spread out little by little, and the hard blood vessels were also stretched thin. It can be seen that the vines inside are getting thicker and longer.

Ning Changfeng hissed.

Ning Su's blood vessels have been blackened for many years, and seeing this scene, he also felt that the blood vessels in all parts of his body began to ache.

As the flower vine spreads, the pain also deepens. The flower vine grows to the thinner blood vessels, and the degree of rupture of the thin blood vessels will be more severe.

Ning Su turned his head and saw that the blood vessels on Fang Qi's body also began to swell and bulge.

He had just shown them that his holy flower had grown to the junction of his shoulder and arm. At this time, the holy flower woke up in the middle of the night and began to grow wildly there, spreading down the blood vessels in his arm.

He grabbed the vine at his elbow, as if he was holding down the vine there, preventing it from growing wantonly.

This action had some effect, but the blood vessel was too hard, and the space for him to press it down was limited, so the vine still stretched out.

When he wanted to press again, the vines on the other arm also began to rush against the blood vessels, and the arm was already twitching in pain, let alone exerting force.

The pain caused his wheat-colored complexion to appear a little pale, and dense beads of sweat oozed from his face, falling like rain.

At this time, screams, moans of pain, cries of hopelessness, and the sound of heads hitting the ground and walls resounded in the hall.

Fang Qi didn't make a sound.

He lay stiffly on the bed, his hands tightly gripping the edge of the bed, as hard as a rock.

The black color of the floral dress on her body was even thicker, because it was soaked in sweat.

Ning Su blinked, with inexplicable emotions in his eyes.

Ning Changfeng said: "His skills should be related to physical strengthening."

"Even so, his perseverance is very strong."

Ning Su let out a "huh", and for some reason he remembered the firm light in Fang Qi's eyes when he said he was going to find that person.

Same as this time.

At this moment, his eyes were moist, and Ning Su was sure that there was sweat flowing into them, washing the light in his eyes brighter.

I don't know what he is thinking.

What kind of people and pictures supported him.

Ning Su slowly touched his chest with his hands, and he also felt the flowers in his heart sprouting.

When the flower buds sprouted, his heart was beating violently.

After a while, the haste made him a little out of breath.

It's an amazing feeling.

It had been a long time since his stiff and dead heart beat so violently since he turned into a zombie.

The violent heartbeat is the representative of exuberant vitality.

His pale fingers sank deeply into the black brocade clothes. The young man lowered his head to look at his heart, quietly feeling the power driving the heartbeat deep in his heart.

The screams outside became more and more shrill, and the cries were suppressed and heavy.

Fang Qi's hands stiffened suddenly.

He didn't straighten it himself, it was the flower vines in the blood vessels of his fingers.

The blue flower vine grew to his finger, supporting a thick blood vessel. It was hard to tell whether the finger was thicker or the blood vessel was thicker.

"ah--"

The scream of pain finally escaped from his mouth.

Blue flower vines emerged from under the nails.

Ning Su opened his eyes slightly, and even Ning Changfeng moved half a step forward.

After the blue flower vine got out of the nail, it continued to grow, extending vertically upwards, and the red blood mixed with the blue sticky liquid and slid down.

Now they all knew where the sticky liquid in Fang Qi's nails came from when they entered the Flower Temple in the morning.

He was not the only one in the hall, several flower attendants had flower vines growing on their bodies.

Flower vines of different colors and shapes grow from the fingers, ears, and even eyes, and grow wildly upwards in the dark hall, swaying in mid-air like slender tentacles.

The human body connected to the root seems to be just a body of flowers and soil.

The dripping liquid dripped onto the bed, onto the slate floor, and flowed into the crevices of the stones, nourishing the moss inside.

There was a strong fishy smell in the air, which seemed to come from the deep sea, from the ground, and from space. It fermented into a dark breath of unknown creatures in the damp and cold.

Ning Su panted heavily and slowly, and slowly stood up.

In the clear peach blossom eyes, a picture like **** is reflected.

The vine tentacles swayed and grew wildly, and they were about to grow to the window.

The vines connected twisted bodies and hideous faces.

His ears were full of wailing, full of the sound of vines splitting and growing.

His heart beat faster and faster.

"Boom-boom-boom-boom!—"

Something sprouted.

It seems that spring has come.

Ning Su stared blankly at his heart.

It is the flower in my heart that has sprouted.

"Don't look at it." Ning Changfeng didn't know why his face turned pale. He closed the window forcefully, dragged Ning Su to the side of the bed forcefully, and pressed him on the water bed, "Don't look at it, don't look at it."

He kept talking, his voice hoarse and dull.

He said: "Don't look at it, go to sleep, everything will be fine when you wake up."

Ning Su panted and looked at him silently.

Ning Changfeng sat on the chair beside the water bed and covered his ears. His hands were long, and the lower part of his palms even covered his eyes.

Ning Su's eyelashes trembled, and he slowly closed his eyes.

It was a miraculous sleep.

He was in a hell-like environment, and there should be screams and struggles outside.

But his ear was very quiet.

The first time he went to bed, there was someone beside him.

The person guarding him to sleep is the number one player in the game base, and he has also broken through the tenth-level dungeon. He can completely protect a person here, no matter what happens, he can be on top.

At the same time, in the silence, he could clearly hear the beating of his heart.

Gently, calmly, violently, calmly, calmly.

In the rhythmic beating, he could feel something sprouting quietly in his stiff and numb heart.

Bring spring to his dead heart.

The vitality that a zombie most desires.

He was a bit reluctant to sleep, the vitality of the spring day was painful, and more damp and warm.

He slowly put his hand on his heart, protecting Germinal.

He was a little worried, his heart was stagnant, like Meng Lingjia, he couldn't let Him be born.

Fortunately, that Gu worm was helping him.

He could feel the damp condensing into spring water, nourishing his broken heart and him.

He sprouted, grew, wrapped around his heart.

Ning Su's breathing became more and more relaxed, and his face became paler and paler. He fell asleep peacefully amidst the pain full of vitality.

Ning Changfeng opened his mouth to say something, but his voice could not come out at all, it was all blocked by the system.

He desperately wanted Ning Su to leave the dungeon, and he didn't want him to stay any longer.

Seeing the people being tortured below, and thinking that Ning Su would soon have to go through all this, he wanted to scold them violently.

He said it over and over again, and only the last **** was let out by the system.

2101: [May I ask if you know the way to meet God, you can submit the answer to the system at any time. 】

Ning Changfeng: [I don't know! 】

2101: […Okay, sorry to bother you. 】

The screams outside continued, and gradually became weaker after midnight.

Ning Changfeng sat on the chair all night, staring at Ning Su in fear, when Ning Su turned over, his heart almost jumped.

He's going to curse again.

If this continues, a prodigal son will become a child slave.

Ning Suba clicked his lips, Ning Changfeng stared at him with bloodshot eyes, and went to the man in white to ask for chicken legs at dawn.

Who made him owe it to him.

He told himself over and over again that it was because he owed him all these years, not some kind of child slave.

When Ning Su woke up, it was already dawn.

He sat up and opened the front of his shirt to look.

In the courtyard of Ye Nan's house, their bodies have been transformed to the point where they all have obvious blood vessels protruding from their faces, and Ning Su is no exception.

The blood vessels that he showed were naturally black.

At this time, the blood vessels near the heart turn red.

The long-lost red blood vessel.

Ning Su stared blankly for a long time.

There are so many flower attendants below, the blood vessels are all dyed in various colors by the holy flowers, none of them are originally healthy and normal red.

He, a zombie, actually reproduced the bright red blood vessels.

Ning Su opened the door, just in time to see the man in white carrying Su Xiangsheng out.

Ning Su blinked, "You're not dead yet."

A smile appeared on Su Xiangsheng's pale face, "You're not dead either."

He saw the man in white come out of the room carrying Huafeng again, Huafeng bent his fingers with difficulty, pointed to his chest, and smiled.

Ning Su knew what he wanted to express.

Brother is in his heart.

Ning Su also smiled, and he also pointed to his chest.

He also remained in his heart.

The other two men in white looked at him hesitant to speak, they should have come to divert him too, but Ning Su didn't seem to need them to lift him up.

Ning Su suddenly covered his heart, and slowly slid down the wall, "It hurts so much, it hurts like hell, I can't walk anymore."

"..."

Ning Su was also carried down on a stretcher by the man in white.

Ning Changfeng carried a bag of roast chicken and followed without a word.

The man in white put him on a bed and said to him: "This is your bed, and you will serve the holy flowers here from now on."

On the left is Su Xiangsheng, and on the right is Huafeng.

The three people who survived the dangerous period were transferred to the main hall.

"Call us if you need anything."

The man in white left after explaining. Ning Changfeng threw the roast chicken to Ning Su. Ning Su opened the oil paper and looked at the delicious roast chicken in surprise, "Brother, you are really good."

The black Ning Changfeng was dissatisfied at the moment, "Why do you always call me brother?"

Ning Su: "Didn't you call me brother when we met for the first time? I can't be called brother? So big brother?"

Ning Changfeng: "..."

Ning Su smelled the delicious roast chicken and asked him, "Brother, where did you get it?"

Ning Changfeng said coldly: "From those two children."

He can threaten the man in white to ask for chicken legs once, but it is not so easy to do the same thing a second time.

He tried to escape to help Ning Su find something to eat, but at the entrance of the Flower God Temple, he saw two children looking eagerly at the Flower God Temple.

As soon as they saw him, they ran over, the little boy was holding a bag of hot roast chicken in his arms, and asked him to bring it to Ning Su to eat.

The little girl said: "We still deliver food to mom at night, can you sneak out again?"

Ning Changfeng felt that he was not as good as the two babies.

Ning Su was shocked: "Unexpectedly, their skills are focused on begging for food, and they can even beg for roast chicken!"

"..."

In a dark restaurant in Furen County, a beautiful little girl with smooth black hair was standing on the stage singing.

"Dad grows taller and taller, and mother grows wider."

"My father made a fortune, but my mother was short-hearted."

In the back kitchen, a little boy with a hat is stepping on a chair to wash dishes, "Well, seventy-eight, sixty-nine, sixty..."

"One hundred, leg of lamb!"