The Legend of the Devil
ch. 74 - The Underground Room
"Damn it!"
Jiazhen Yan kicked roughly at the iron door that blocked the road, all points led them to a dead end and this was the only one that led them to one door after walking four hours inside the underground labyrinth. But unfortunately the very end of the place was locked, trying various ways nothing worked. Only managed to make Jiazhen Yan heartbroken.
"Wear the Sun Split your Sword, that's it," asked Xue Zhan to heat up. It could be that the Ghosts of the Bully were chasing after them and if that happened there was nowhere to escape anymore. They must have been wiped out.
"Where is the Sun Splitting Sword, you're making fun of my clan's style?"
"Take your brain the size of a soybean to think, you fool! It was the only one who could open this door" Xue Zhan's voice interrupted.
"Shut your mouth, you're more stupid than me. Last time you fought the Poet Ghost you called me the Ancestor of the Trouble, right? Foul as hell, what often brings trouble here is you! Look, you're pissing off that Ghost Brawler and you're gonna chase us all the way down to the crust of hell, shrimp-brained eel!"
Xian Shen looked at Jiazhen Yan and Xue Zhan alternately, groaning in annoyance. He picked up a small fan tucked beside the girl who was sitting unconscious. Fanning the two debaters, "It's very hot here, you're arguing as if a tsunami wave is rising and will slap your teacher's face!"
"What are you making a fan? It's not that the colder it gets the hotter!" snapped Jiazhen Yan, Xue Zhan pointed at his friend's face with a gurgle to punch him.
"Shrimp-Brained Eggs? So daring. How can you live without anyone strangling you to death?"
Xian Shen gave up. Classmate Kang Jian alone could not separate the two claws while arguing, he backed off hoping that team leader Xiao Rong would bump the heads of the two as soon as possible.
"I've heard of the Flower Goddess who takes all the beauty and elegance in the world. That you might absorb all the stupidity on the face of this earth!"
"You—" Xue Zhan raised his hand, Jiazhen Yan also did the same.
Xiao Rong who was standing leaning against the wall chipped, "Be quiet you two! We should think of a way to get out of this place, not argue. Do it there when you're an official whose job is to brag nonsense."
Immediately Xue Zhan turned to face Xiao Rong and said clearly, "This stone-faced Demon is unwilling to use his Sun-Splitting Toad to save us."
"What did you say? Now it's a Toad Splitting the Sun?!" The more the demon's apoplexy ride.
Xue Zhan frowned, "So? Frogs Worship the Sun? Frogs Missing the Moon? Frog Menapaki—"
One flutter hurtled about Xue Zhan's bidat, he cursed furiously.
"My precious asset!" His hand rubbed the jidat violently.
The girl surnamed Wen was awakened by the furore created by Xue Zhan and Jiazhen Yan, then Xian Shen stood first before her.
"Why aren't you, Miss Wen? Is anyone sick? I was so worried about you and thought I couldn't save you. It's a good thing I wasn't late and managed to save you with the help of three of my comrades." He showed concern, making the Wen Girl uneasy and confused.
Jiazhen Yan sneered, "What the hell is your nature, disgusting me."
Wen Zhiqiang was the daughter of the noble descendant of Wen the founder of the famous Celestial Sacred Realm college with the greatest healing science in the Feng Empire. His father as the Professor at the college only had Wen Zhiqiang and his younger brother as his descendants. Losing the jewel girl was a heavy blow to him.
Xue Zhan crouched down and looked at the face of Wen Zhiqiang who looked away from them, frightened but had nowhere to escape to.
"Miss Wen, don't you mind telling us. Who are you and what happened to you that made you run into this forest to kill yourself?"
The girl shut her mouth tightly. Do not speak much.
Xue Zhan turned his gaze back, waiting for Xiao Rong to make a sound.
"We're here to help you. What are you afraid of? We saved you from the Ghosts of the Warden and the Ghosts of the Poet, thanking you at least by telling us what's going on." Instead of persuading Xiao Rong to press down on the girl, the mouth that had previously been tightly closed was now padlocked.
"You two, stop forcing Miss Wen." Xian Shen showed his displeasure.
"Burn him if you don't want to talk" annoyed Jiazhen Yan let out a fire in his hand. It worsens the mood.
"Aish, aish, these three lonely virgins don't know how to treat women well. Forgive these losers, Miss Wen. They must have scared you."
Xian Shen held onto both of Wen Zhiqiang's shoulders to look at him.
"We won't hurt you. But if you insist on suicide I'm sure something bad is asking you and forcing you to do this. You still have the desire to live, but those people make you like this ..."
Xian Shen shook his head in the middle of the eternal that struck Wen Zhiqiang.
"I really want to help you. If giving you back to your family would only make you tormented, say. But tell us, why? Emperor Li just said you refused to marry a foreign man and ran away."
The way Xian Shen lured Wen Zhiqiang to speak unexpectedly was quite successful. In terms of facing women, all three admitted defeat. Xian Shen was the most powerful at this.
"That's not true ..." His voice weakened as well as hoarse, the face of the jutek that had been maintained since had turned mellow with tears.
"Dad did match me to someone, but that's not the only goal."
Wen Zhiqiang explained that after the death of his late grandmother, his mother's father acted arbitrarily towards him. The kind and dignified attitude shown in public was only an image, Wen Zhiqiang was treated like an animal.
He was locked and chained in one room, drugged and repeatedly critical of the experiment. For 16 years of his life, Wen Zhiqiang had been locked up in a room and tied up with chains.
His father often called it the 'container'. For sixteen years of cruel experiments on his own son, finally a man named Wen Long managed to create one of the greatest moves.
Wen Zhiqiang shed tears, looking down unable to explain everything. All his suffering for 16 years was painful to be redacted.