Thanks for the invitation: In ancient times, people shared children

Chapter 146

All they got for the entire day was water.

Their hungry stomachs rumbled one after another, and panic spread. They were still alive, but their expressions were as blank as if they were dead.

Fortunately, there was no crying.

No one cried.

The way people vent their emotions is to tear off their belts or lift up their grass skirts and urinate into the wooden barrel viciously.

I tried to clear myself out with a loud and useless sound, but I just couldn't get rid of that feeling of helplessness.

Cao Ping didn't care how people used the wooden barrel. If the wind didn't blow, they had to choose between sweeping the floor and throwing the barrel away. But he couldn't stand the increasingly unpleasant smell, and so did the children.

So they moved to the entrance of the cave.

It's nice to feel the breeze and bask in the setting sun.

No wonder, why does the wind have a strange smell? Where does it come from?

It can't go on like this!

Cao Ping clenched the wooden sign in his hand.

It can't go on like this!

The child covered his face with an old grass skirt, and his breathing became much smoother. The smell of grass was indeed the best.

During the midnight snack, the chicken-headed monster and the bull-headed monster still added water to the trough.

If we drink any more, we'll all be bloating and there won't be enough buckets. What if it overflows and flows everywhere? That would be so disgusting.

There's more than just sparse stuff in there.

The child was so worried that he almost vomited just thinking about it.

When they wanted to put down the black cloth, she and Cao Ping spoke at the same time -

"Can you empty the pee bucket?"

"I want to go on the stage of life and death."

Cao Ping frowned and looked at the child: What is going on in her mind?

The child also stared at Cao Ping: Does he want to live?

The chicken-headed demon and the minotaur were obviously a little stunned: "What?"

Maybe I didn't hear clearly.

Child: "He's going to go on the life and death stage."

Cao Ping: "She wanted to empty the urine bucket."

Two people spoke two sentences at the same time, and even with just a few words, it felt very noisy.

Cao Ping added, "I heard it's never too late to take the stage. Is that true?"

The Minotaur nodded at him, "That's right."

The chicken-headed demon also spoke to the child: "We can pour it out later, not today."

Cao Ping handed the wooden sign to the Bull-Headed Demon. It took a look and then said to the Chicken-Headed Demon, "Open the door."

Cao Ping got out, but didn't follow them immediately. Instead, he took advantage of everyone's attention to ask, "Some people say that strangers can protect other blood foods. Is this true?"

"Yes, but you have to win." The Minotaur spoke in a low and concise voice.

Cao Ping asked, "Can I save the person if I win once?"

"You'll know when you go up there." It refused to say.

Cao Ping nodded and said, "Okay, I will win, but can you not pick the people in this cave this time?"

This time it was the chicken-headed demon who answered: "That won't work. It's not up to us to decide who to pick. However, we can kill them later. Maybe you can save a few."

The people in the cave couldn't help but rush to the entrance, looking at Cao Ping eagerly. The children were almost squeezed to pieces. Seeing them about to leave, they thought for a moment and reached out: "Wait, I want to go too!"

For some reason, she always felt that being a guarantor was not that simple.

She got out and followed them.

A shout came from behind, over and over again: "We will win!"

"Prosperous military fortune!"

"It should be the prosperity of the immortal fortune!"

"That's right!"

"May the young heroes have great fortune and victory!"

The little boy followed the child and asked as they walked, "When did you become young heroes?"

Child: ...just now.

"Ah!" The child suddenly realized, "Everyone is counting on you to save their lives."

The child waited for her to say something unpleasant.

The little boy didn't disappoint her. He asked curiously, "Can a clay Buddha carry people across the river?"

The child only knows that the clay Buddha cannot save himself when crossing the river.

The child's words were indeed very unpleasant to hear.

The Minotaur led them down the plank road and into a cave. As they climbed the steps, he told them, "One life for every ten games. You will also need to exchange your own life."

The chicken-headed demon explained it to them in more detail.

They have to win ten battles to exchange for one person, and their own lives must also be exchanged.

It doesn’t mean that strangers won’t be killed, but that those who exchange their lives for their own will not be killed.

And not forever.

"After ten games, you can rest easy this year."

The chicken-headed demon said it as if it was very easy, and said to them,

"Actually, the so-called life and death stage is just a term you blood eaters use. We're just following it. We don't have to kill anyone. It's fine to stop when the time is right."

Cao Ping asked it, "If you don't see any dead people, why is it called the Life and Death Platform?"

"You always strike too hard. Too many people die, and rumors spread."

It sounds just like the truth.

But neither the child nor Cao Ping believed it.

We are not fools. Why kill people if we can live together?

"If you win more than ten times, you can move upstairs and take others with you, right?" Cao Ping remembered what Zeng Datou and Grandma Dou said.

The chicken-headed demon nodded and said, "Yes, ten times will do, but you can only bring the person who saved his life up with you."

"Then why are Boss Wang and Brother Tiger down there? And the other strangers? Why haven't they moved up there? Haven't they won ten times yet?"

Cao Ping talked a lot today, so much so that it was difficult for others to ignore his presence.

The chicken-headed demon turned around and looked at him before saying, "Of course they're here, but they don't want to go up."

"Why?" Cao Ping seemed determined to get to the bottom of the matter.

The chicken-headed demon's tone was a little impatient: "Go ask them, how would we know what you blood food people are thinking?"

The child guessed that the two people stayed down there perhaps because there were still people they wanted to save.

There are so many brothers in the Wang family, so they must fight many games. Brother Hu has only one daughter, so he only needs to win twenty games. But there are so many people trying to curry favor with him, so maybe he also wants to bring a few people up.

There are so many steps that the feet hurt from climbing them, but the child no longer thinks about them.

Cao Ping also shut up, and it was unclear whether he had heard what he wanted to hear.

They were ready for a fight, but the chicken-headed demon didn't lead them to some bloody life-or-death arena. Instead, it stopped in the corridor, pointed at the two outermost gates, and said, "Stay here and wait until the banquet begins before going on stage."

This is a small single cell.

There are seven or eight identical cells in the same corridor.

Each room is very spacious and has two talismans pasted on it.

One is a soundproofing talisman, and the other, according to the chicken-headed demon, is a spirit-gathering talisman that helps with cultivation.

The child didn't care about these things. He just looked at the cell inside and asked the chicken-headed demon loudly, "Are there other people here, like Waiya or Zhuier?"

Chicken-headed demon: ...

"They're not here."

As it spoke, it pushed the child into the cell without saying a word, and Cao Ping was also stuffed into another cell by the Minotaur behind him.

Locked up again.

The child wondered what they meant by "They are not here."

Is it not on this floor, or somewhere else, or is it gone?