The Lightning Driver
Chapters. 233. Old Man Downstairs
Trapped in a hole, Gou Long is desperate. He examined the old pit first.
“It's been a very long time, the moss is very thick, this store really just opened, they, but the building and the land obviously have long they bought or it could be this is indeed the hiding place of a pair of Black and White Devils.” Thought Gou Long.
This old well pit was extremely dark, with the radiance of power in Gou Long's bluish-colored lightning able to trace every corner of the old well, the old well hole looked quite large, as it was, with an area as large as an inn room, it was even more like a dungeon.
“This has been running for almost half an hour, but there are no signs of walls that can be penetrated with deep power. I'm sure they also installed another defensive array on this trap wall.” Mumbled.
Several times Gou Long tried to unleash a wall-shaking blow, “Bheenkk!” however, what Gou Long obtained was merely the echoes of a deafening sound.
Tired of the many trials that ended in failure, Gou Long sat cross-legged cultivating.
According to Gou long's estimation, he had been cultivating for over a day, this was only four more days before the inauguration of the Lotus Mountain Pavilion, it would be very funny if the Pavilion Master was not present at the inauguration.
Today Gou Long repeated again, and tried to break the thick walls of the old well, it was still in vain, which appeared only tired, thirsty and hungry. Luckily, Gou Long still had a few pieces of dry bread and wine.
“The method the Devil worked on is very cruel, confine people here with the aim to die of thirst and hunger.” Thought Gou Long.
Tired up! He lay down on the floor, his clothes soiled, that Gou Long heard a mosquito-like humming sound whispering in his ear.
“Bokah! Stop the commotion you made in this old well, if you do have any other power, you better go down deeper here.”.
“Who speaks?” gou Long asked, confirming his hearing.
“Below here boy! There are other floors.” The buzz was heard answering.
Gou Long got up and sat down crouching, he tapped on the floor of the old well, “Ah! There is another floor under it, it's worth it there's no water on this floor.” His inner.
One deep breath, “Bruukkk!” Gou Long broke into the crushed floor, “Byrruurr!” Gou Long and the floor shards fell into the spring.
Draining the power in his lightning element, the lower room was slightly more luminous, Gou Long looked at every corner of the bottom floor of this old well, the water was only limited to his chest, on the front side of Gou Long, and at the bottom of the old well, there was a stone floor and not inundated with water that was only half a spear away.
In front of the stone floor, the sight that was aiming at my fur was plastered. A very thin grandfather, leaving only the skin as a bone wrapper, empty eye sockets like a demon. Grandpa was not a demon, he was a human.
Both his hands and feet were fixated on the well wall, as well as his body, wrapped around a large chain that was also nailed into the wall. The elongated white hair covered most of the face, the empty eye sockets were scars of torture, eyes blind from being forcefully gouged out.
He was glued to the wall shirtless, only shorts covering the lower part of the body. However, the most incredible thing about this grandfather was that the thin skin looked as clear as jade.
Gou Long hurried to remove the grandfather from the wall, broke the chain and pulled out the nails in the grandfather's hands and feet, then sat him on the floor.
At that time Gou Long realized this grandfather despite having a very high internal energy, but his lifetime only counted days.
Then Gou Long also sat down to the side of Grandpa.
For some twenty years he had been through the torment of life like this, the most severe of all the meridian pathways in both his legs and hands had been destroyed, it was useless to have high energy if he could not channel it, torture like this is only the devil who can do it.
“Thank you boy, you are very perceptive in acting. From the breath and skin of your hand that you felt when you touched me, you are still a dozen years old, and you can even penetrate the Heavenly Realm, truly a talent that has rarely existed for hundreds of years.” Said the Grandpa.
He did not care about his condition, This grandfather was more like an old man who needed a friend to talk before death to pick him up.
“Forget the Cake! After all we are both trapped here, waiting for death and having a conversational friend is better than dying in loneliness.” Gou Long said, he did not speak formally with the Grandfather, because the Grandfather also did not speak using Senior-Junior.
“He he he! The coming event only applies to me, while for you it is still far from the word.” The grandfather chuckled happily to get a talking comrade.
Gou Long took a deep breath, “Alright! Since Grandfather forbade me from dying, then I would also be reluctant to die and of course I would try to get out of this hole later. Ha ha ha...” Incredibly these two people were joking about death as good as their eyes.
“Bokah! I want to ask! Why did you fall in this hole? Did you offend all three of them?... But it feels impossible, the three people are certainly very old at this time, while you are still very young.” The grandfather asked and murmured to answer his own question.
“Not so Cake!” gou Long replied, thinking for a moment Gou Long continued, “If told this would be very long..”.
“It doesn't need to be told, just say the important ones.” Cut the Grandpa fast.
“...” Gou Long did not immediately tell, there was something a little confusing from the words of the Grandfather, “Shortly Cake! I can't answer because I'm confused by Grandpa.”.
“They three? What does Grandpa mean? And whose own grandfather?” ask Gou Long.
“Bokah! The boy! This dying old man you still miss with many questions..He he he he...” The grandfather grumbled, but also chuckled happily, he asked back, he asked, “Who is your teacher so that I can easily answer your question?”
“My first teacher was Grandpa Zhou or Zhou Yun the Sadistic Swordsman, but then I also gained a little enlightenment from White Cloud Grandfather, Song Bu Kek.”
“Ha ha ha...” Grandpa's laughter exploded.
“I don't think hundreds of years have passed, but that Old Bangka Song is still alive, and then you also say that Little Sadist as your teacher… It will be easier to tell a story.” Her speech.