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Chapter 808: Benefactor


"How do I know why you woke me up" I couldn't control my emotions and shouted to the old jailer, "I just want to know where my friends are, if they are still alive" "Hmph.

Are they still alive," he repeated to me, "you're all dead, and you care about useless things."

I didn't wake you up to listen to you talk to me about this nonsense. ” "So what the hell do you want to do?"

"Ahem, ahem," he coughed softly, "I just wanted to talk to you, and by the way, ask about the outside." ” His eyes looked at the dark walls, as if he wanted to see through them.

This old jailer must have a story, and unlike those who want to kill me, he doesn't care about the life or death of any evil witch here, he doesn't care if I live or die, the only thing he wants to know is what is going on outside, and he is to find someone to relieve his boredom.

So, I decided to talk to him and maybe find a way to save myself.

I asked him if he hadn't been out for a long time, and he sneered, saying that it was too long for decades to remember.

He also told me his story, it turned out that the old jailer was a good gambler when he was young, and he went to steal when he ran out of money, and then he stole the Zheng family, and this time, it was a time that he regretted for the rest of his life.

He was chased up the mountain by the Zheng family, and accidentally found the stone door, so he hid in, who would have thought that this was the beginning of the nightmare, he found the tunnel and saw the bones of the people who were sacrificed.

At that time, the person in charge of the Zheng family was the grandfather of the fourth uncle, and he had already become a servant of the evil witch, so he was imprisoned forever, because the Zheng family just needed someone to take care of here.

So the old jailer lasted for decades, during which time he managed to escape, but then he came back on his own, for he had not slept a night, and he had been tormented by nightmares to the point of madness.

And the main reason is that after he fled, the Zheng family found him, of course, not to ask him to go back, but to give him a brown paper bag, which contained all the evidence of his murder, which means that if he continues to escape, then these evidences will be given to the police, and then he will become a wanted criminal.

So he came back and never left, just living a life of no one and no ghost.

I asked him how the Zheng family could have evidence of his murder, wasn't he a thief and gambler before He said that after he was trapped in this cave by the Zheng family, he participated in the sacrifice, and he was not only a "jailer", but also an executioner.

Speaking of this, he comforted me and said: "Don't worry, even if it is roasted with fire, I know how to make people die quickly without pain, you have talked with me for so long, I will definitely not let you suffer too much when you die."

Don't thank me, you deserve it. ” I took a deep breath, not knowing how to answer, my heart was broken.

"How many people did you kill, I mean total."

I asked.

The old jailer pouted, "I haven't counted either, but not so much."

Ahem, cough, you have to know that there are not many people who can be sacrificed, and they are all selected from other places, and the people of the Zheng family will not slaughter the people in the town at will.

Except for the boys who were sacrificed to the god of the lake. ” "You know the dead kids" He nodded, and said of course he knew, and he also knew that the souls of those children were taken away by the lake god, and only a stinky skin was left to serve the Zheng family and the lake god.

What he meant was that the children had become living corpses.

After hearing him say so much, I found that he had gradually relaxed, so I asked kindly, "What did you just say you wanted to ask me?"

"Oh, yes, that's so long-winded, haven't gotten down to business yet.

Did you know that there is a small red house by the lake?

Is it still there?"

"I know, it's still there, what's wrong?"

"Oh, it hasn't been dismantled yet," he said thoughtfully, frowning and clenching his fists, as if disappointed with my answer.

"What's wrong with that house?"

I asked.

He said: "There is a problem with that house, the problem is big, whoever has lived in that house will be unlucky, if I hadn't lost our house in the original bet, I wouldn't have taken my family to live there, and I wouldn't."

He didn't say any more, and I immediately asked him, "You're not going to be okay."

He didn't answer, he kept hanging his head, and passed the good corpse keeper "No, the girl you saved is my sister."

I say.

He immediately stopped talking, stood up, staggered to me, and looked at my face carefully, "My God, you are really her brother, you two really look alike." ” After saying that, he hurriedly retreated, as if frightened, "It's broken, it's broken, I shouldn't have come to talk to you, if the little master finds out, he will definitely think that I want to help you escape, and my feet won't be saved."

As he spoke, he was about to go out, and I hurriedly told him that his so-called little master would not think like that, because I came here for a different purpose than my sister, and I promised that I would not bother him, and I would rely on myself.

"Rely on your own jokes, do you know if it weren't for that kid going missing, you'd have become a barbecue jerky by now, and when that kid comes back, it's your turn to hit the road right away."

"Who that kid is, what does it have to do with when I die?"

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