Chapter 1999: Special People
Many times, Wu Feng did not want to look at those poor people hanging on the wall, every time he saw one, Wu Feng's heart would be stabbed with pain, there is also a kind of pale and powerless feeling of helplessness, in the face of these people who are about to die, he can only watch, this kind of feeling is also very bad.
However, Wu Feng still couldn't help but want to watch, and he didn't know why, so his heart kept struggling on the edge of pain, and on top of that, there was also a full-blown anger.
Just like what Grandfather Ancestor said, his greatest weakness was being too kind, this was his own obsession, to this day, Wu Feng felt that he had been able to overlook a lot of things that didn't concern him, but when he saw this scene in front of him that was like a place of hell on earth, the heart of compassion that he had held back in the depths of his heart suddenly erupted, this was the nature that he was born with, and it couldn't be erased no matter what, Wu Feng still realized that he was not spontaneous enough and was easily held back by various emotions.
The two of them walked in silence, not saying another word for a long time, Liao Xiaoniu also felt that such a picture was intolerable to look at, so he kept his head down, no longer looking at the people hanging on both sides of the canal, he felt afraid, afraid if he would also be like them and be passed through the clavicle by iron hooks, hanging on the wall like a piece of bacon, and then a tentacle reached in from the back of his heart and sucked himself into a dry corpse.
Therefore, he did not dare to look at it, if the end was like this, he would rather kill himself than suffer from this torture which was even more painful than lynching.
Don't know when, the tunnel has become more cold, the gas is condensed into a white frost, Wu Feng did not feel anything, due to the fullness of true qi, but not afraid of the cold, while Liao Xiaoniu can not bear it, his body shaking terribly, his body is also injured, walking are a little not good.
I do not know how long, the people hanging on both sides of the tunnel are no longer dry corpses, just look very thin, the body can move, especially a pair of hands, back and forth, swinging from side to side, inadvertently, Wu Feng suddenly saw a few more special people, they are wearing familiar clothes, all are monks robes, one by one, all are big bald head.
The reason why they were familiar with their clothes was because Wu Feng had once seen the monks inside the Xingguo Temple when he was there, and the monk robes they wore were exactly the same as the ones these monks wore in front of him, as soon as he saw these people, Wu Feng suddenly stopped his footsteps, he didn't think that he would be able to meet the great monks of the Xingguo Temple here.
At the beginning, Xing Guo Temple's Master Mo Duan only said that they had lost nearly half of their men and women, and he probably didn't expect that someone hadn't died yet, but had been brought back here by Li Lao Ni.
Soon, Wu Feng made all those zombies stop and walked to the side of those big monks and carefully surveyed them, they were all still alive, even the wounds that went through their collarbones were still flowing out bright red blood.
Wu Feng stood in front of a big monk who still looked very angry, that big monk had his eyes rounded open, his eyes were filled with blood, and there was blood slowly overflowing from his mouth, as soon as he saw Wu Feng, that big monk's eyes, which were originally ashen, suddenly turned a bit, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but he couldn't say a single word, and then blood flowed out of his mouth, and his head shrugged down, as if When he opened his mouth, it took all the strength of his body.