"Tick tock."

The cold water drops dripped on his face, causing Su Yi to wake up suddenly from his drowsy state.

Before he could recover, a rude shout sounded in his ears.

"Mom, you are so stupid. Get up and work for me."

Then the sound of whips sounded, and wailing sounds occurred one after another in the closed space.

Su Yi tried his best to stay away from the whip, but it was pitch black all around. He accidentally touched his forehead with a sharp stone, and a stream of warm blood flowed down his forehead.

I don't know who lit the kerosene lamp, and in the dim light, the surroundings gradually became clear.

This is a dark underground tunnel. In the tunnel, dozens of ragged, skinny miners looked at a tall leader with fearful expressions.

Su Yi didn't know what the name of this leader was, but he only knew that the miners called him Mr. Zhang.

Mr. Zhang held a leather whip in his hand and looked at the miners with a fierce expression: "You all have to dig hard for me. If we don't dig out the exit, we will all die here."

A mining accident occurred a few days ago, and the tunnel collapsed. This small mining team was trapped underground, causing the sky to respond and the earth to fail.

The original road was blocked by a huge boulder weighing 10,000 kilograms. The boulder was so hard that even a mining pickaxe could only produce scattered sparks when hit on the boulder.

Mr. Zhang did not want to sit still and wait for death, so he gave an order and the miners had to dig from the side, hoping to dig out a way out.

There was no night or day in the cave, so everyone started digging every day after waking up. I don’t know how long they dug, but they never dug the tunnel.

Seeing that the rations were low and the lamp oil used for lighting was almost exhausted, Mr. Zhang became more and more anxious and his attacks became more and more ruthless. Several thin miners were beaten to death by his whip.

Ding-ding-ding-ding.

That was the sound of a pickaxe hitting the rock wall.

The miners were silent and working hard, seemingly peaceful, but Su Yi knew that this was the calm before the storm.

There is a mix of dragons and snakes among the miners. Some are people of the Jin Dynasty and children of poor families nearby. They became miners because of their corvee service.

Some were repeat offenders of the imperial court and were forced to mine here in order to reduce their sentences.

Su Yi's predecessor was a refugee whose parents both died. He was caught by officers and soldiers while begging on the street and used as free labor.

Trapped in this dark underground, Su Yi and other poor people had nothing to do, they just wanted to escape as soon as possible.

But the group of serious criminals had a wrong idea and wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to escape from prison.

"Lao Wu, how long do you think the lamp oil can last?"

A scar-faced man with fierce eyes beside Su Yi whispered to the short and thin man beside him.

"I took a peek while Mr. Zhang was sleeping. He doesn't have much left. The kerosene lamp will go out in a few hours. By then, no matter how high his martial arts is, hehe..."

Su Yi guessed that these serious criminals wanted to take advantage of the situation.

At this moment, a cold gaze swept over, and the scar-faced man looked at Su Yi suspiciously.

Su Yi felt a chill on his back and his hair stood on end. Then he grabbed a handful of dirt, stuffed it into his mouth, and grinned at the scar-faced man.

"He is a fool who can't even speak. Don't worry." The short and thin man comforted the scar-faced man softly.

As the scar-faced man looked away, Su Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The original owner was indeed a fool who couldn't even speak, and everyone in the miners knew this.

Su Yi realized that something was wrong after he traveled through time. In order to protect himself, he kept pretending to be stupid, so that he did not arouse others' suspicion.

"Snapped!"

At this moment, a crisp sound caught Master Zhang's attention.

He quickly walked to the source of the sound, picked up the kerosene lamp and took a closer look.

Years of mining experience told him that the crisp sound indicated that there was nothing behind the stone wall.

He snatched the pickaxe from a miner and struck it hard several times.

With a roar, the stone wall collapsed, revealing a dark stalactite cave.

Mr. Zhang took the lead, picked up the kerosene lamp and walked into the cave. The rest of the people also plucked up their courage and followed.

Su Yi finally walked in with a silly smile.

As soon as he entered the cave, Su Yi found that the cave was very open, and dozens of people could stand in the cave without feeling crowded.

The cave wall is very smooth. At the end of the cave, there is a statue of a ferocious and ferocious evil spirit.

Under the statue, there is a futon with a skeleton sitting cross-legged on it.

Strangely, the skeleton appears in five colors: yellow, blue, purple, black and white under the weak kerosene lamp, giving people a very eerie feeling.

"Ghost!"

I don't know who screamed strangely, and everyone huddled in a corner of the cave, shivering.

Mr. Zhang put his hand on the handle of the long knife at his waist and shouted sternly: "Whoever makes alarmist comments again will see if I don't skin him."

Then, he pointed at the scar-faced man: "You, go over and check to see who is playing tricks here."

Rao is a scar-faced man who kills people without blinking an eye, but he is also a little scared at this time.

However, due to Master Zhang's power, the scar-faced man did not dare to say anything. He could only walk tremblingly in front of the white skeleton and kept chanting "Amitabha."

After a while, the scar-faced man walked up to Mr. Zhang holding a yellowed booklet and a small white porcelain bottle.

"Sir, I have checked it out. There is nothing special about the skeleton. It may have been damp in the ground, so the color is a bit weird. This is the treasure I found in front of the skeleton. Sir, please accept it."

With that said, he handed the porcelain bottle and booklet to Mr. Zhang.

When Mr. Zhang heard the word "treasure", the mustache on his lips trembled with excitement.

"From what I see, this bottle is probably the elixir of the immortal family. I, Dajin, are called the Holy Land for Immortal Cultivation by those immortal families. Sir, I have obtained the fate of being an immortal!"

The scar-faced man smiled broadly and complimented loudly.

Several others who were familiar with Scarface also came forward to congratulate him.

"Congratulations, sir, congratulations, sir."

"When adults become immortals, don't forget the contributions of the younger ones."

"Sir, please take the elixir as soon as possible. Your skills will greatly improve, and the little ones will have a better chance of surviving from this underground place."

Several people kept making noises and asked Master Zhang to take the elixir.

Mr. Zhang was not stupid, and sneered: "Humph, I have my own sense of proportion, and it's not your turn to point fingers at me."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that there is something wrong with this skeleton.

Mr. Zhang has traveled around the world for many years and knows that some people are poisoned by strange poisons, and their skeletons will turn into strange colors after the corpses rot.

What's more, this skeleton is buried deep underground. What kind of gods would live underground?

But as the saying goes, don't be afraid of ten thousand, just be afraid of the unlikely event. If there really is an elixir in this bottle, wouldn't it be a pity to miss this opportunity to become an immortal?

Master Zhang glanced at the pamphlet and found that it read "White Bone Immortal Sutra" in large characters. At the same time, he shook the porcelain bottle and found that there was more than one elixir in the bottle.

"Who dares to test the medicine for me? If it turns out to be an elixir, I will be heavily rewarded."

Master Zhang glanced at the people in the cave and shouted loudly.

Everyone looked at each other, no one wanted to take the elixir of unknown origin.

Finally, the scar-faced man stepped forward and said, "I am willing to test the medicine for you."

When the scar-faced man found the porcelain bottle and the yellowed pamphlet containing the elixir, he had the intention to steal it.

But under Master Zhang's watchful eye, he didn't dare to make any small moves.

The scar-faced man then thought to delay as much time as possible. When the kerosene lamp went out and everyone killed Master Zhang, the booklet and the elixir in the porcelain bottle were not in his possession.

At this time, Master Zhang proposed to have someone try the medicine, and the scar-faced man naturally wanted to do it.

He has been licking blood from his knife all the year round, and his courage is a bit more courageous than ordinary people. When he thought that there might be an elixir in the porcelain bottle, he became anxious and wanted to have a chance at immortality.

Master Zhang sneered again. He knew that the scar-faced man was a prisoner who killed without blinking an eye. If the elixir made the scar-faced man greatly improve his skills, he might not be able to restrain him by then.

Master Zhang looked around but couldn't find anyone he could trust, until he glanced at Su Yi with a stupid look on his face, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

"He's just a fool. Even if he takes the elixir, he won't be up to no good."

With this thought in mind, Mr. Zhang walked quickly and walked up to Su Yi.

Su Yi almost said "fuck" in his heart.

He didn't want to be a guinea pig for testing drugs, so he covered his mouth and gritted his teeth and refused to let go.
Chapter completed!