MTL - The Transmigrated Senior Martial Brother-Chapter 70 Dark prison

When Qin Mo was awake again, he took a moment and immediately got up from the ground and looked at the surrounding environment.

Qin Mo's brow wrinkled. He remembered that in the previous stone room, when he heard the strange voice, he suddenly lost consciousness. When he woke up, he appeared directly here.

Looking at the situation here, most of them are places like prisons. However, what is the purpose of the people in the tombs to capture him here? There is also a strange black shadow in the secret room and what the painting on the wall is.

"Qin Mo?" When Qin Mo carefully thought about it, there was a slightly familiar voice coming from the side.

Qin Mo turned his head and saw a person in the room next door who was quite familiar with him.

"Wen old man?" Qin Mo tone brought a bit of doubt, I did not expect that he actually saw the old man.

At this time, the old man's clothes were messy, and it was covered with dirt. If it wasn't that familiar face, Qin Mo might have not recognized him.

Wen Laotou had just thought that the figure next door was somewhat familiar, and he asked me with some hesitation. I didn't expect that person to be Qin Mo. When I heard the voice of Qin Mo, the old man's face suddenly became difficult to look. He grabbed the two rooms with iron fences in his hands, and the dark light flashed through his eyes. The opening asked: " Why are you here?"

Standing straight in the same place, Qin Mo did not speak, his eyes were a little erratic, after all, he did not know how he would be locked here.

Seeing that Qin Mo did not answer, Wen old man sighed, as if he had thought of something, some sit on the ground in a sinuous manner, and there was a low atmosphere in the body slowly spreading.

Looking at Wen Laotou, Qin Mo’s eyes narrowed slightly, and looked at the simple environment around him. He slowly said: “Where is it here?”

"Here is the tomb of the cemetery." Wen old man's voice is low, and some of them are deeply hidden.

Upon hearing this, Qin Mo had walked a few laps in his cell, and his eyes were condensed. One could not see the Yuanshen attack and attacked the iron railing in front of him. As soon as he touched the iron railing there, Qin Moyuan’s divine power suddenly disappeared into the air.

Feeling the fluctuation of the power of the gods in the air, Wen Laotou looked in the direction of Qin Mo, then shook his head and said: "It is useless. This secret prison is specially built by the cemetery for the purpose of detaining Yuan Shenli. The iron railings here are specially Processing, once you enter here, there is no chance to go out again."

"Is it?" Qin Mokou made a sound of unknown voice, but his eyes looked straight outside the iron gate, and there was a ray of light in his pupils.

In white clothes, even in a dangerous situation, Qin Mo still looks like a light, as if he does not know what the tension is. Seeing this kind of Qin Mo, remembering the reason why he was arrested, Wen Laotou blurted out with some impulsiveness: "I teach you medicine."

When Qin Mo’s double nights were still cold and watery, they only realized what they said, but he didn’t regret it. He only looked at Qin Mo in both eyes, and when he was in the mouth, Qin Mo I have never seen attachment and continue to ask: "How?"

"Good." Qin Mo was silent for a moment, and then slowly settled, then the brow slightly provoked, and there seemed to be a splendid flash in the eyes: "I found your son in the black stone cave."

"Hey!" Wen old man just took out everything and landed on it. He refused to pick it up. He looked at the direction of Qin Mo and swallowed it. He carefully asked: "Really?"

Wen Laotou looked forward to the eyes, Qin ink gently nodded.

In the dark, there is no daylight, and Qin Mo and Wen Laotou naturally cannot feel the passage of time.

When the old man arrives at a fixed time every day, he will be taken out of the dark, and some designated liquids will be refined for the tomb. Wen Laotou once said that his level of refining is very strong and obviously not lying, or he will not be arrested by the tomb to refine his medicine.

Every time I go back to the dark prison from the outside, Wen Laotou will be very weak and exhausted. However, he is particularly serious in teaching Qin Mo refining. Even if he lacks energy, he must watch Qin Mo complete his daily tasks.

There are four major elements in refining. The first is the iron plate method used to refine the medicine, the second is the grade of the stone used in refining, the third is the quality of the raw material herb, and the fourth is the refining of the drug. degree.

The method of characterization has been lost for a long time in the dark tomb. Wen’s old man is now only the next product, and the old man carrying the herb is limited. Therefore, Qin Mo can improve only the fourth point, and he has the ability to control Yuan Shenli.

Fortunately, the bad talents of Qin Mo Alchemy did not affect his ability to refine the medicine. After careful guidance by Wen Laotou and so many days of practice, he has been able to refine a variety of liquid medicines.

And after practicing these days, Qin Mo felt that there was some improvement between his faint fascination.

"Not bad." Looking at Qin Mo refining the red liquid, Wen Laotou nodded with satisfaction, took a brown booklet from his arms, and handed it to Qin Mo through the gap between the railings. Some emotions said: "Hold it, this is the experience of the old man for many years. It’s really cheap for you."

After receiving a thick booklet, Qin ink mouth slightly raised a slight curvature, and said in a soft tone: "Thank you." After many days, he has understood that Wen Laotou is actually a soft-hearted person.

There was a movement in the distance, and Wen’s ear moved and he realized that he had already gone out every day. Looking at the opposite Qin Mo, his face changed slightly, but when Qin Mo noticed it, he had already recovered his normal state.

He suddenly grinned and said in a serious tone: "Today's cemetery wants me to refine some simple liquids. If you go with them, you should exercise."

"Well?" Put away the liquid in the hands, Qin Mo has some doubts in the tone, although he still does not know what the tomb people are doing to catch him, but he does not think that the tomb people will be willing to let him out.

Wen Laotou immediately understood the idea of ​​Qin Mo. His right hand stretched out and a jade bottle appeared in his hand. There was a yellow liquid that sloshed continuously.

There was a smug smile on his face: "I used to inadvertently refine this special liquid. It has no other effect. There is only one effect, that is, it can make the two people take this kind of liquid for a certain period of time. ""

Looking at the expression on the face of Wen Laotou, Qin ink did not change his face, and he took the liquid in his hand without hesitation, and he drank it.

Wen Laotou smiled, apparently very satisfied with Qin Mo's initiative, followed by Qin Mo action to drink the liquid in his hand.

A burst of pale yellow light Qin Mo and Wen Laotou flashed over the body, waiting for the light to slowly dissipate, Qin Mo and Wen Laotou have changed their appearance.

Looking at the opposite familiar cold face, Qin ink reached out and touched his cheek, and only touched a rough wrinkle. Looking at my clothes again, I changed my face with my face.

"Warm old man, come out." With the loud noise, the front of the footsteps sounded, and then two figures appeared in front of Qin Mo and Wen Laotou. It is the old man who took the warmth in the tomb.

Looking at Qin Mo and Wen Laotou, they first groaned and faintly felt that some places were wrong, but they always disdain to pay attention to the people in the dark, they did not think about anything.

One of them directly opened the prison door of Qin Mo, and said: "Point it out, time is up."

Qin Mo acted a meal and saw the opposite side of the old man nodding his head at him. Some of them disliked the geography and took care of his clothes. He walked out of the house for a long time.

"If you can go out from here, I hope that you can take care of Wen Qing."

When Qin Mo turned around, the old man’s fine voice was heard by Qin Mo’s ear. The voice was warm and the old man wrapped it with Qin Shen’s ear and passed it to Qin Mo’s ear. Qin Mo’s body did not hear it.

Qin ink stepped in a foot, his brows wrinkled tightly, and his heart was also somewhat puzzled. He looked back and looked at the old man with a smile. Qin Mo nodded and nodded. Perhaps it was his illusion.

Thinking about this, Qin Mo continued to move forward with the two men.

Behind the three, Wen Laotou looked at Qin Mo and left his back. He slowly put away his smile on his face. Qin Mo had never seen the solemn color on his face. After a long time, he sighed low and muttered. : "The old man can't live any longer."

Perhaps because of the secret, the road is very quiet. At the same time, Qin Mo also saw many other people in the dark prison, they huddled in the corner of the prison, looked at them with gaze, apparently already desperate for life here.

Seeing these people, Qin Mo’s heart feels pity but has no sympathy. If even they are desperate, no one else can help him.

After walking out of the dark prison, the two men led Qin Mo directly into a room, and they would use the medicine to hand over to Qin Mo and then ignore him.

They sat in front of the house and chatted freely.