Bloody and sticky pieces of meat covered all parts of the room, Zhang Chi held his breath subconsciously, to avoid being suffocated by the stench coming from his face.

He took a step back and hit the monster with his back. Zhang Chi felt like a fish in a dilemma. In front of him was the abyss and behind him was a shark. He was caught in it and couldn't move.

"Go, your mother is waiting for you, don't you want your mother?" The monster opened its arms, completely blocking Zhang Chi's retreat, its neck became twisted and slender, twisted to the side of Zhang Chi's face and stared at him, "You don't want her?"

"Hey!" Zhang Chi shivered for a moment, he shrank his neck, gritted his teeth and tried to say a complete sentence, but found that his voice was trembling, "I, I didn't want her, I'll go!"

Confused and silently chanting Amitabha Buddha Taishang Laojun in a hurry like a law, Zhang Chi gently stepped on the floor covered with bloody flesh, it was so soft, it really felt like stepping on soft flesh.

With a sound of "噗嗤", Zhang Chi stiffened his neck, and looked along the place where the sound came from. Under his feet, where he had just been stepped on, a hideous human face emerged from the piece of meat, like a monster behind him. The facial features could not be seen clearly on that face, only the smelly blood dripped on it.

Zhang Chi was so disgusted by the bloody face that he wanted to vomit. He desperately resisted the urge to run away, and kept urging Tongtong Yuyu in his mind: "Two little gods, when will Daoist Wen come?" Ah, I really can't hold on any longer!"

"Persevere, he's coming soon." Tong Tong replied in Zhang Chi's mind, his calm voice was in stark contrast to Zhang Chi's, "Go forward boldly, these... will not harm you."

Zhang Chi was almost tormented by the sticky feeling of stepping on the flesh and blood. He felt that he must have been fooled by someone. What special training? The pile of things that cannot be explained by science is comparable to the headless man at home. The female ghost is much more terrifying. The so-called special training under the previous shock is worthless in front of these.

"Zhang Chi, think about your sister!" Just as Zhang Chi's legs were trembling and trying to get off the meat, Tong Tong's roar miraculously brought him back to his senses, "Do you want your mother to keep going?" Are you going crazy? Do you want to never see Zhang Xingying again?"

A roar of rage hit the immature heart of this half-grown boy, and at the same time, it was like steel bullets hitting his body, causing Zhang Chi to grit his teeth and straighten his back in pain.

Zhang Chi's tears that had been swirling in his eyes suddenly suppressed back, he remembered his purpose of coming here, and recalled the vows he had secretly made in his heart before.

The footsteps finally started to move, and Zhang Chi felt that he had become numb with the sound of sticky blood bursting again and again, but he seemed to have grown while being numb.

Going further in, the smell of blood became stronger, and Zhang Chi didn't feel like he had entered the interior of a house, but instead had the illusion of entering something's body.

This low-rise building is not that big from the outside, but its internal structure is unique. The section of the road that Zhang Chi walked through was full of blood-colored flesh, which was at best a porch. Extremely acrid smoke.

"...that guy, why didn't you come in?" Zhang Chi looked back at the monster at the door, the guy stood there respectfully, his short body looked a little lonely.

Forget it, take care of him. He thought about turning his head around, and found that there was something extra in front of him at some point.

"What is this?" He didn't dare to make a sound, but asked Tong Tong Yuyu vigilantly in his mind. The two children also said that they didn't know, and they had to let Zhang Chi see clearly before they could draw a conclusion.

Zhang Chi then opened his arms, and his whole body was in the shape of a "big", groping bit by bit in the smoke. The outer wall he could touch was a curved shape, which looked a bit like an alloy due to its rough material.

After groping for a long time without any clue, Zhang Chi withdrew his hand and put it under his nose to smell it. It seemed to be a layer of black ash, with a burning smell?

"Tongtong Yuyu..." Zhang Chi hurriedly greeted the two children who were attached to him, "You said, the thing in front of me is not a cauldron, right?"

"Very likely." Tong Tong was the first to affirm it. Zhang Chi waited for a long time but did not get a reply from Yuyu. It was a little strange, "Yuyu, why don't you speak?"

Zhang Chi was possessed by these two little ghosts, so naturally he couldn't see the expressions of the two of them. He also felt that it was very unfair. He was obviously possessed, but he couldn't see through their thoughts, but he was himself. It was seen as a clean sheet.

"Look there, why are children's clothes piled up?" Yuyu controlled Zhang Chi's body, forcing him to look at the corner by the stove. There were indeed piles of children's clothes in different styles, men and women, with stains on them. A lot of blood.

Blood? !

Zhang Chi was stunned for a moment, and he didn't care about Tongtong Yuyu's yelling in his mind. He ran to the pile of clothes, fell to his knees with a "plop", and began to search.

Please please please please please! Don't have that floral dress!

Zhang Chi felt that his eyes were congested, and teardrops as big as beans rolled down from his eye sockets and hit the ground, raising a lot of dust.

He clearly remembered that his younger sister Zhang Xingying was wearing her most beloved floral nightgown the night she disappeared. He knelt in a pile of clothes and rummaged frantically, and finally collapsed on the ground and cried out soundlessly.

No, not found.

Tears poured down the face that did not belong to him, Zhang Chi sat on the ground for a while and then grabbed the handle on the edge of the stove and stood up.

"Your sister should still be alive, cheer up." Tong Tong comforted him in a deep voice, "It's a good thing that you didn't find it, you..."

"She must still be alive." Zhang Chi interrupted Tong Tong's words. He raised his hand and wiped away the tears on his face, regardless of whether the ash on the stove was sticking to his hands, "I must save her!"

Only Yuyu seemed to be still sinking in grief, she murmured in Zhang Chi's mind: "Then the owners of these clothes, those children really..."

"Okay, don't think about it." Tong Tong's voice was so calm that it was scary, "Have you noticed that the fog seems to have faded?"

When he said this, Zhang Chi finally reacted. Judging from the concentration when he walked in just now, he rationally couldn't see the clothes on the ground, but now that he saw it, it meant that the fog had indeed faded.

Zhang Chi raised his head abruptly, and a huge turquoise furnace appeared in front of him. This furnace was at least two meters high, and the diameter of the furnace could at least lie down on a teenager. Such a huge and strange furnace was placed alone. In a hall, what kind of person would do such a thing?

"It seems to be still working?" At this time, Zhang Chi noticed the continuous emitting smoke from the top of the stove. It turned out that the fog they had just seen came from here.

When he approached here just now, Zhang Chi didn't dare to breathe too hard, taking advantage of the smoke to disperse, he took a deep breath, and then frowned, "Why do I smell a stench? "

He wandered around the stove, and after several repetitions, determined the source of the smell, "Tong Tong Yuyu, did you smell the smell coming from this stove?"

"Well, this should be an alchemy stove. Wen Liang seems to have used it before." Tongtong Yuyu was also surprised, but now he was more sure that the old man who had been to Zhang's house was behind the scenes, "Zhang Chi, you went to the stove the ladder, and climb up."

Zhang Chi climbed to the top of the ladder according to Tong Tong's instructions. He didn't even want to lift the heavy bronze lid by himself, so he got close to the gap that was not fully closed on the edge.

The next moment, Zhang Chi suddenly felt dark in front of him. In the darkness, he felt that someone was manipulating his body. After recovering his vision, he found that he had returned to the ground.

"What happened just now? Did you two do it?" He asked Tongtong Yuyu, but he didn't get a direct answer. Now not only Tong Tong, but even Yuyu's voice became cold.

"Zhang Chi, you'd better not look at the picture just now, it will become your nightmare forever." Tongtong Yuyu can be described as a real kid at this time, even the possessed Zhang Chi can feel the coldness of their raging resentment.

"What, are you telling me?" Zhang Chi shuddered, although there was a voice in his heart that kept telling him not to ask, he could probably feel that the answer was definitely unknown, but out of concern for his sister Safety, he had to open this mouth.

"You only need to know that there is alchemy in there. As for how to practice and what to use, we won't let you see our own reasons."

Tong Tong's voice appeared in his mind, and Zhang Chi was puzzled with a bit of inexplicable anger. He almost didn't think about it, and directly asked back: "This is my body, why do you decide for me? You, shouldn't you?!"

He took three steps and two steps, and climbed the ladder made of bronze again. This time Tong Tong Yuyu did not stop him and let Zhang Chi look towards the gap.

Zhang Chi only glanced at it, and saw the most terrifying scene in his life-the bodies of dozens of children floating in the golden yellow sticky liquid of unknown origin, no, that can no longer be called the body.

The once immature and fresh life sank in this cauldron like this, the skin adhered to the bones, melted together in the high temperature, and finally turned into one of the golden liquid.

"Ah!" Zhang Chi shouted in a short voice, one of his feet didn't stand firm and fell off the bronze ladder. He couldn't even feel the pain, and his fingers were shaking, but he never dared to point at the still burning stove.

"What is this, what is this?!" He stumbled and asked Tongtong Yuyu, but after a moment of silence, he got the answer he wanted.

Tong Tong seemed to have guessed his reaction long ago, and sighed heavily: "This is corpse oil, as you can see, this is corpse oil refined from the corpses of those children."

I fell in love with the perspective of Zhang Chi's classmate, and Little Zhang turned into the protagonist (not)