Chapter 2 2. The Fruit of Remaining Life On the lonely cliff, the thick fog seems to never dissipate. The stone house is one-story, and it is different from the pavilion when we hired new people. Maybe it is to protect against the mountain wind, or maybe it is for protection from the mountain wind. Song Yan had just arrived. Based on the principle of collecting as much information as possible, he looked at the big-eyed woman on one side and asked, "Sister Wang, is there anything special about this stone house?" Wang Susu leaned close to his ear. Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and then felt a breath of hot breath in his ears. The sweet voice said softly in a tone of "coaxing a child to eat sweets": "I'll tell you tonight." Immediately, she twisted her hips and walked forward. Song Yan always felt that she was showing off her figure on purpose. "Come on~~"
Seeing that the young man did not follow, Wang Susu turned around and waved. Song Yan's expression condensed slightly, and then he followed closely. He is a person who cherishes life very much. Now that he has traveled here, even though he has fallen into the Demon Gate, he naturally wants to live longer if he can live longer. He carefully observed everything he saw. After entering the door, the interior suddenly became clear. The stone houses look like a row from the outside, but when you go inside, you find that there is actually one long house in between. The width may only be three to four feet, but the length is more than ten times longer. If you want to do a 100-meter sprint here, that's totally fine. As for the number of people, there were also a lot of people. At a glance, there were seven or eight hundred people. Most of these people were working in groups of two and a half, working at their desks. Among the pairs, there are mostly one man and one woman, but there are fewer men and women, and even fewer are alone. At this moment, there was another noise outside the house, and everyone was booing, as if they were shouting, "There are a lot of new people today." Song Yan also turned around and saw that this time it was a pretty woman who was looking around in fear. Suddenly, two men walked out of the leatherworking room and asked the woman to choose one. There were faint quarrels in the distance. "Stop looking, I'll teach you." Wang Susu's voice came from her ears. Song Yan nodded. Wang Susu pointed to a piece of skin and said: "We are not responsible for the step of selecting the skin, but are sent by the formal disciples, but most of these skins are donkey skins, pig skins, and cow skins, but sometimes there are also monster skins. That kind of skin is as hard as rock and is difficult to make. It would take most of a day to cut off the hair and fat residue on it. As for carving on the monster skin, we don't have the ability. This requires special personnel to do it. " As she spoke, she took out a semi-finished skin. The skin had obviously been processed and was now somewhat transparent. "I'll do it once and see, and then try to follow me."
Song Yan listened carefully. If you want to survive, you must first deal with the current situation. Soon, it was his turn. Song Yan took an irregularly shaped piece of skin from the pile, spread it out, and chopped it up with great concentration with a scraper. The skin became thinner and thinner, and he cut it slower and slower, for fear of breaking the skin. When it became smooth and transparent, he blew heavily to blow away the debris. After that, he hastily drew a drawing called "Two-Headed Wolf" according to the pattern. When he finished the painting, he showed it to Wang Susu, who shook his head, so he kept up his efforts. After painting for the seventh time, the latter finally nodded. So, Song Yan put the drawing he had drawn under the transparent leather, took a small needle, and traced the pattern on the leather with great care. After that, take away the drawing and continue carving on the traced pattern with a carving knife. Then, it is colored, dried, and then stitched together with needle and thread. After finishing one set, Song Yan felt quite tired. When he looked up again, he saw that the mountains outside the stone gate were dark. The setting sun at dusk lay between the mountain peaks faintly covered in thick fog, emitting a strange red light. . Those strange lights are twisted and dense. Suddenly, Song Yan rubbed his eyes and saw lines of text messages appearing in front of his eyes. [Name: Song Yan] 【Shouyuan: 16/56】 [Talent: Yushou Dao Fruit] [Realm: Not in the flow] [Xuangen: None (can be deduced by longevity)] [Kung Fu: None (can be deduced by longevity)] [Spell: None (can be deduced by longevity)] Note: The Taoist Fruit of Remaining Life: Everything in the world has its own lifespan. If you die violently, your lifespan will not be exhausted and will still remain in your body. Cause and effect will be rewarded, you use the carving knife to help it reshape it, and it will repay you with its remaining life, so both sides are clear. Immediately afterwards, another message popped up. [You have absorbed the remaining life span of a deadbeat: 10 years] Then, Song Yan felt relaxed, as if there was a joyful and relaxed vitality in his body, and the data in the [Shou Yuan] column became [16/66]. Song Yan was stunned for a moment. A piece of donkey skin helped him live 10 years longer? So if there are ten, wouldn’t it be 100 years? If it were another monster, would there be more?
Song Yan raised his eyes and looked at the mountains of hides piled up in the leather-making room, and suddenly felt a little excited. At this moment, Wang Susu's voice came from the side. "Tidy up and get into the room quickly." "But I haven't eaten yet." "Eat? When you came here, did you take a black pill?" "Yes." Song Yan had some impression that he was forced to take it after being sent to the recruitment hall. "That's the Bigu Pill. One pill can quench three days of hunger. Since there are no grains in the body, there is no need to eat, drink or have diarrhea. All you need to do is take a bath. But it's too late today." Seeing that Song Yan was still hesitating, Wang Susu urged him, "Hurry up, it's autumn now, and it's getting dark. If you don't go to your room when it gets dark, anything bad could happen, especially on a foggy day in the mountains!" While the two were talking, many people in the leather-making room had already moved. They quickly went to the edge of the cliff, and then came to the suspended house that looked like a transparent coffin, opened the door from the top, and went in. Song Yan noticed that there seemed to be a quarrel on the other side. Although many new servants had come before, Song Yan had not noticed them because he was concentrating on leather making, but he recognized the object of the quarrel, which was the woman who came after him. At this time, the man who was working with her was about to pull the woman into his room, but the woman refused. The man cursed angrily, then quickly found a man who was also alone, and went into the suspended house together. The woman was searching aimlessly, then she picked a room that was not locked and went in. There were two keys on the table in the room, which meant that once she entered, she could become the owner of the room. "Do you want to find a room for yourself?" Wang Susu said in a cold voice. Song Yan shook his head. Survival was more important than sex. Then, he followed Wang Susu into the room. As soon as he entered the room, Song Yan's legs couldn't help shaking. He looked down and felt that he was in the air. If there was any accident, he would be crushed to pieces and never recovered. As soon as Wang Susu entered the house, she quickly pulled up the brown blanket to block the transparent parts of the house, then twisted her fat hips to Song Yan's side and said softly: "Living here, you are in danger from day to day, and no one knows when you will die. Even if you can't forget the mundane things, you have to get over it. Enjoy yourself when you can, don't waste your life." Song Yan asked: "So?" "So." Wang Susu looked coquettish and said charmingly, "What are you waiting for, young man?" .: 2 chapters will be updated every day at 5 pm.
