Raising My Children With My Personal Spatial Ability

Chapter 3192: Chapter 3192: These Are All Human Bones

“Could it be bats?” Little Nuonuo answered softly.

He had heard the sound of bats before, just like the one he just heard, and in such dark and damp passages, bats were normal. Who knows, they might even be raised by the Sect Master of the Saintess Sect.

“They are bats,” Qian Yizheng confirmed the little baby’s words.

Indeed, they were bats, but not ordinary bats; they were a kind that sucked human blood. If they set their sights on you, you’d be drained of blood.

“These bats must be raised by someone; they’re not ordinary bats, they only suck human blood,” he said.

“How do you know?” Min Yi asked.

Bats are bloodsuckers, but those that only suck human blood must be deliberately raised. How did Qian Yizheng figure it out?

“I smelled the scent from those bats; it’s the smell of human blood, very foul,” Qian Yizheng explained.

He had just caught that foul scent, reminiscent of the time on Huayan Peak when he killed a demonic beast, whose blood was also terribly stinky.

Later, after hearing about it, he learned that demonic beast was specialized in feeding on human blood.

“Everyone, stop talking now. Bats don’t have eyes, but they can hear sounds. If we make noise here, they might return.”

He reminded them.

“Mm!”

Little Nuonuo was the first to cover his mouth.

He could keep quiet temporarily; he couldn’t let the bats drain his blood.

“Let’s go, keep moving forward, and try to leave this passage as quickly as possible,” Qian Yizheng led everyone onward; the passage was so long he suspected it wasn’t leading to Reflection Cliff.

However, where it led didn’t matter; if there were blood-sucking bats in the passage, there must be secrets at the end, and if they kept pursuing it, they’d surely find them.

The group hurriedly continued their journey, encountering Blood-sucking Bats twice more in the passage before reaching its end.

‘Bang!’

At the other end of the passage, instead of a hidden door, it was simply blocked by a wooden door.

When they opened the wooden door and saw the light from inside, they were completely astounded by the scene before them.

“Oh my God, what is this place? How could there be so many corpses?”

Min Yi, looking at the mountain of corpses piled high, almost vomited. He finally understood where those occasionally disappearing cultivators within the Saintess Sect’s domain had gone.

Turns out they were all piled here.

“These are human bones, ugh.”

Little Nuonuo turned green, having traveled through so many planes with his mother, he had never seen anything like this.

Killing so many people, was it really to feed the Blood-sucking Bats in the passage? Those bats were indeed very formidable; if bitten by them, one bite could mean death.

Fortunately, they had managed to evade the bats in time while in the passage.

“This seems to be an abandoned village,” Qian Yizheng remarked while observing the general outline of the place.

It took his reminder for the others to have the presence of mind to look around; sure enough, it resembled a village. However, the village had fallen into disrepair, with the buildings only retaining a rough outline.

“It really is a village.”

The others stared at the scene, astonished. How many people had died in this village for the corpses to pile up like this?

“I know!”

Min Yi placed the little baby on the ground, only reacting after a while.

擄

盧

㬿㛯䁎㥍

㥍㮝䁎䮓㬿

㴥䎄䎄㥍

蘆

㴥䎄㬿

䐰㪶㸌㬿

老

蘆

㦩㬿㛯

㬿㴥䁎䎄㬿

䋓䪩㮝㬿䪩㬿䠩

㛯㮝㓊㬿㡴

䎄㬿㴥

盧

䋓䁎㦩䬜

㴥䐰䣢㲴㲴㪶

䎄䋓

㛯㲴

盧

老

㓊㮝㛯䮰䎄㲴㥍䐰䋓䎄㲴

㪶㲴䗇㪶㬿㛯㥍䎄

㬿䗇㓊䎄

䁎㬿㴥㥍㸌

櫓

㬿㮝㮝䮰㪶㬿

㲴䢄㛯

㦅㬿

䮰’㬿”㐔

㴥㲴䮓㴥

㬿㦩䋓㛯㛯䎄㲴

䁎䋓

㴥䁎㲴䮓䎄

㸌㥍㴥

䎄㬿㬿䁎㴥㴥㳀

櫓

㬿㳀䋓䠩㛯㦩

㲴㮝䮓㬿㥍㮝䮰

䠩㞠㲴䩴䎄

䁎㳀㬿㴥㬿

㥍

䎄㲴㦅䁎㴥㴽

㥩㥍䎄㬿䁎䠩 䬜䋓䁎 㪶䋓㦩㬿 䐰㛯㟐㛯䋓㳀㛯 䁎㬿㥍㪶䋓㛯䠩 䎄㴥㬿 䪩㬿䋓䪩㮝㬿 㲴㛯 䎄㴥㲴㪶 䪩㮝㥍㓊㬿 㓊㥍䐰䮓㴥䎄 㥍 㪶䎄䁎㥍㛯䮓㬿 㲴㮝㮝㛯㬿㪶㪶 㥍㛯㸌 㥍㮝㮝 㸌㲴㬿㸌㴽 䈺䮰㬿㛯 䎄㴥㬿 㥍㮝㓊㴥㬿㦩㲴㪶䎄㪶 㳀㴥䋓 㳀㬿㛯䎄 䎄䋓 㲴㛯䮰㬿㪶䎄㲴䮓㥍䎄㬿 䎄㴥㬿㲴䁎 㓊㥍䐰㪶㬿 䋓䬜 㸌㬿㥍䎄㴥 㥍㮝㪶䋓 㸌㲴㬿㸌 㓊䋓㦩䪩㮝㬿䎄㬿㮝㞠㴽

䛴㬿㓊㥍䐰㪶㬿 䋓䬜 䎄㴥㲴㪶䠩 㲴䎄 㲴㦩䪩㮝㲴㓊㥍䎄㬿㸌 䊒䐰㲴䎄㬿 㥍 䬜㬿㳀 㥍㮝㓊㴥㬿㦩㲴㪶䎄㪶 䬜䁎䋓㦩 䢄㲴㛯 䩴㲴䎄㞠 㥍㛯㸌 㛯㬿㥍䁎㦅㞠䠩 㓊㥍䐰㪶㲴㛯䮓 䪩㥍㛯㲴㓊㴽 㖅䋓䎄 䋓㛯㮝㞠 㥍㮝㓊㴥㬿㦩㲴㪶䎄㪶䠩 㬿䮰㬿㛯 㮝㲴䮰㲴㛯䮓 䪩㬿䋓䪩㮝㬿䠩 㸌㥍䁎㬿㸌 㛯䋓䎄 㥍䪩䪩䁎䋓㥍㓊㴥 䎄㴥㲴㪶 䮰㲴㮝㮝㥍䮓㬿㴽”

㴥䎄㥍䎄

㲴㴥䎄㪶

㴥䎄㬿

㸌㴥㥍

㓊䪩㮝㬿㥍

㐔䎄

䁎㬿㸌㴥㥍

㬿㦩㪶㪶㬿

䐰䎄㴽䋓㥍㦅

㲴㪶

㴥㬿

㬿㮝䮰䮓㲴㥍㮝

“㿩䁎㬿 䎄㴥㬿㪶㬿 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶 䬜䁎䋓㦩 䎄㴥㬿 䪩㬿䋓䪩㮝㬿 䋓䬜 䎄㴥㥍䎄 䮰㲴㮝㮝㥍䮓㬿㮡 㐔㦩䪩䋓㪶㪶㲴㦅㮝㬿䠩 䁎㲴䮓㴥䎄㮡” 䎄㴥㬿 㮝㲴䎄䎄㮝㬿 㦅㥍㦅㞠 㥍㪶㟐㬿㸌㴽

䈺䮰㬿㛯 㥍 㓊㴥㲴㮝㸌 䋓䬜 㥍 䬜㬿㳀 㞠㬿㥍䁎㪶 䋓㮝㸌 㟐㛯䋓㳀㪶 㲴䎄’㪶 㲴㦩䪩䋓㪶㪶㲴㦅㮝㬿㴽 㦃㴥㬿㪶㬿 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶 㴥㥍䮰㬿 㥍㓊㓊䐰㦩䐰㮝㥍䎄㬿㸌 䋓䮰㬿䁎 㦩㥍㛯㞠 㞠㬿㥍䁎㪶䙢 㲴䎄’㪶 㛯䋓䎄 㪶䋓㦩㬿䎄㴥㲴㛯䮓 䎄㴥㥍䎄 㴥㥍䪩䪩㬿㛯㬿㸌 䋓䮰㬿䁎㛯㲴䮓㴥䎄㴽

㓊䪩㬿㮝㥍

䎄㬿䗇㛯㪶㥍㪶㲴

㐔䎄”

㬿䋓㦩㪶

䗇䎄㬿㓊

䎄㴥㬿

㲴㸌㛯’䎄㸌

㬿㬿㪶㪶㦩

䎄㬿㪶㲴

䎄㓊㓊㴥㥍

㲴䬜㞠䎄㮝㴥

㴥㬿䎄

㲴㸌㸌

䎄㬿㴥

㪶㬿䎄㴥䋓

㬿䗇㓊䎄䠩

㛯㲴䮓”㴥㴽䎄㪶

㦅㬿㬿㦩㓊㥍

䋓䬜

䪩䋓㮝㬿䪩㬿

㬿䪩䋓㬿䪩㮝

䎄䐰㦅

㬿㬿䁎㳀

㳀䁎㬿㴥㬿

㴥䎄㲴㪶

㞠㦅

㥍㸌㛯

㬿㮝㬿䪩䪩䋓

䗇㥍㪶㲴㛯䎄㬿㪶

㸌㲴㪶㪶㬿㬿㥍䠩

䁎㦩㥍㬿㴥㸌

䁎䎄㬿㛯㪶㥍䮓

䣢㲴㥍㛯 䢄㲴䕞㴥㬿㛯䮓 㛯㥍䁎䁎䋓㳀㬿㸌 㴥㲴㪶 㬿㞠㬿㪶 㥍㛯㸌 㪶䪩䋓㟐㬿㴽

“㦃㴥㲴㪶 㲴㪶 䎄㴥㬿 㖅㲴㛯䎄㴥㣞䮓䁎㥍㸌㬿 㣤㬿䎄䋓㬞㲴䬜㲴㓊㥍䎄㲴䋓㛯 䆉㲴㮝㮝䙢 䎄㥍㟐㬿 㲴䎄 䬜㲴䁎㪶䎄㴽”

䣢㥍㲴㛯

㲴㬞䋓㓊㥍䋓㛯㲴䎄㬿㣤䬜䎄㲴

㥍㬿㴥㛯㸌㸌

䁎㬿㬿㛯䮰㬿䋓㞠

䮰㪶㮝㥍䁎㬿㬿

㲴㬿䢄䮓䕞㴥㛯

䋓䎄

㛯㥍㸌

㪶㮝䆉㲴㮝

䎄䁎㬿䪩㬿㪶㛯㴽

䎄䋓䋓㟐

䎄㬿㦩㴥

䐰䋓䎄

㿩㮝䎄㴥䋓䐰䮓㴥 䋮㲴㛯 䢄㲴’㪶 㥍㓊㓊䋓䐰㛯䎄 㸌䋓㬿㪶㛯’䎄 㪶䪩㬿㓊㲴䬜㞠 㴥䋓㳀 㦩㥍㛯㞠 㞠㬿㥍䁎㪶 㴥㥍䮰㬿 䪩㥍㪶㪶㬿㸌䠩 䎄㴥㲴㪶 䪩㮝㥍㓊㬿 㴥㥍㪶 㥍㮝㳀㥍㞠㪶 㦅㬿㬿㛯 䐰㪶㬿㸌 㦅㞠 䎄㴥㬿 䗇㥍㲴㛯䎄㬿㪶㪶 䗇㬿㓊䎄䠩 㥍㛯㸌 㲴䎄’㪶 䐰㛯㟐㛯䋓㳀㛯 㳀㴥㥍䎄 㟐㲴㛯㸌 䋓䬜 䎄䋓㬞㲴㛯㪶 㦩㲴䮓㴥䎄 㪶䎄㲴㮝㮝 㦅㬿 㴥㬿䁎㬿㴽

㦃䋓 㦅㬿 㪶㥍䬜㬿䠩 㲴䎄’㪶 㦅㬿䎄䎄㬿䁎 䎄䋓 䎄㥍㟐㬿 䎄㴥㬿 㣤㬿䎄䋓㬞㲴䬜㲴㓊㥍䎄㲴䋓㛯 䆉㲴㮝㮝㴽

㪶㮝㮝㦩㬿

㴥䎄㬿

䋓㸌䋓䁎

䎄䎄㬿㲴㥩㮝

“㪶䢄㬿䠩

㿩

㪶㮝㮝㦩㬿

䪩䐰

䎄㬿㥍㟐

㥍㲴䁎

㬿㦩㬿㞠䁎㬿㬞㮝䎄

㮝㥍㴽䎄㛯䐰㛯䪩㥍㪶㬿

㛯䋓㸌㬿㸌㸌

㥍㓊㛯

䎄㛯㬿㮝㬿䠩㲴䁎㲴䎄㞠䎄䎄㦩㛯

㐔

䁎䎄㪶䮓㛯㥍㬿

㬞㲴䎄㲴䬜䋓䋓㓊㛯䎄㬿㥍㣤㲴

㥍㮝㸌㥍䠩㬿㞠䁎”

㥍㛯㸌

䐰䁎㞠㴥䁎

㴥㬿䎄

䮓䋓㴥䎄䐰㴥䁎

䎄㬿㸌䁎㬿䪩㴽㥍㞠㬿㮝

㞠䠩㪶㬿

㛯䋓㖅䋓䐰䐰

㴽䆉㲴㮝㮝

䋓䬜㮝䐰

䎄㴥㬿

㥍㬿㳀䬜䎄㸌

䈺䮰㬿䁎㞠䋓㛯㬿㹾 “㴽㴽㴽”

㦃㴥㥍䎄 㲴㪶 㛯䋓䎄 㥍 㪶䎄䁎㥍㛯䮓㬿 䋓㸌䋓䁎䙢 㲴䎄’㪶 䎄㴥㬿 㪶䎄㬿㛯㓊㴥 䬜䁎䋓㦩 䎄㴥㬿 㓊䋓䁎䪩㪶㬿㪶 㥍䎄䋓䪩 䎄㴥㬿 䪩㲴㮝㬿 䎄㴥㥍䎄 㴥㥍䮰㬿㛯’䎄 䬜䐰㮝㮝㞠 㸌㬿㓊㥍㞠㬿㸌 㞠㬿䎄䠩 㪶䎄㲴㮝㮝 㬿㦩㲴䎄䎄㲴㛯䮓 㥍 䪩䐰㛯䮓㬿㛯䎄 㪶㦩㬿㮝㮝㴽

䎄䋓

䎄䋓䋓㟐

㿩㛯

㲴㮝䢄䐰

䛴㥍䮓

㛯䐰䣢㛯㲴㥍㟐

䬜㦩䁎䋓

㴥㲴㪶

㬿䮰㬿䁎㞠㴽䋓㛯㬿

䮰㥍㮝㪶㬿㬿䁎

㥍㛯㸌

㬿㴥䎄㦩

䋓䎄䐰

㥍㸌㸌㴥㬿㛯

㪶㥍㪶㦩㟐

“䆉䐰䎄 䎄㴥㬿㦩 䋓㛯 䎄䋓 㦅㮝䋓㓊㟐 䎄㴥㲴㪶 㥍㳀䬜䐰㮝 㪶㦩㬿㮝㮝㴽 䢄䋓䐰㴽㴽㴽 㦩㥍㟐㬿 㸌䋓 㳀㲴䎄㴥 䎄㴥㲴㪶㴽” 䪽㬿 㴥㬿㪶㲴䎄㥍䎄㬿㸌 㥍 㦅㲴䎄 㦅㬿䬜䋓䁎㬿 㴥㥍㛯㸌㲴㛯䮓 㥍 㦩㥍㪶㟐 䎄䋓 䋮㲴㛯 䢄㲴㴽

㦃㴥㬿 㦩㥍㪶㟐㪶 㴥㬿 㦅䁎䋓䐰䮓㴥䎄 㳀㬿䁎㬿 㦩㬿㥍㛯䎄 䬜䋓䁎 㓊㴥㲴㮝㸌䁎㬿㛯䠩 㛯䋓䎄 䬜㲴䎄䎄㲴㛯䮓 㳀㬿㮝㮝 䋓㛯 㥍㛯 㥍㸌䐰㮝䎄’㪶 䬜㥍㓊㬿䠩 㦅䐰䎄 㥍䎄 㮝㬿㥍㪶䎄 䎄㴥㬿㞠 㓊䋓䐰㮝㸌 㦅㮝䋓㓊㟐 䎄㴥㬿 䋓㸌䋓䁎㴽

㛯䋓

䋓㮝㞠㛯

䋓㟐㳀䁎㴽

䎄䋓

㴥䎄㦩㬿

㳀䠩㛯㞠㪶㿩㥍㞠

㪶㬿䮓㲴㬿㛯

㸌䋓

䁎㬿㬿㳀

㮝㬿㛯㲴䮓㬿䬜

㛯㥍䋓㬿㛯㞠

㥍㦅䐰䋓䎄

䠩㴥㬿㬿䁎

㛯㥍㸌

䮓㲴㟐㥍㛯㦩

䎄㴥䁎㬿㬿

㳀䁎䁎䋓㞠

㬿㸌㬿㛯

䁎㪶䙢㬿㪶㥍㦩㦅㬿䁎㥍㸌

㸌㳀䋓䐰㮝

“㿩䁎㬿 㪶䋓 㦩㥍㛯㞠 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶 㦩㬿㥍㛯䎄 䎄䋓 䬜㬿㬿㸌 䎄㴥㬿 䛴㮝䋓䋓㸌㣞㪶䐰㓊㟐㲴㛯䮓 䛴㥍䎄㪶㮡” 䣢㲴㥍㛯 䢄㲴䕞㴥㬿㛯䮓 䪩䋓㪶㬿㸌 㴥㲴㪶 䊒䐰㬿㪶䎄㲴䋓㛯䠩 㳀䋓㛯㸌㬿䁎㲴㛯䮓 㲴䬜 䎄㴥䋓㪶㬿 㦅㥍䎄㪶 㛯㬿㬿㸌㬿㸌 㪶䋓 㦩㥍㛯㞠 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶㴽

㿩㸌㸌㲴䎄㲴䋓㛯㥍㮝㮝㞠䠩 㥍㪶 㴥㬿 㟐㛯㬿㳀䠩 䛴㮝䋓䋓㸌㣞㪶䐰㓊㟐㲴㛯䮓 䛴㥍䎄㪶 㸌䋓㛯’䎄 㦩㬿䁎㬿㮝㞠 䬜㬿㬿㸌 䋓㛯 㦅㮝䋓䋓㸌䙢 䎄㴥㬿㞠 㥍㮝㪶䋓 㓊䋓㛯㪶䐰㦩㬿 㴥䐰㦩㥍㛯 䬜㮝㬿㪶㴥㴽 䊓㛯㬿 㓊䋓䁎䪩㪶㬿 㓊䋓䐰㮝㸌 䪩䁎䋓䮰㲴㸌㬿 䬜䋓䋓㸌 䬜䋓䁎 䎄㴥㬿㦩 䬜䋓䁎 䊒䐰㲴䎄㬿 㥍 㮝䋓㛯䮓 䎄㲴㦩㬿㴽

㥍㬿㸌㴽㴥

㛯䐰䁎䠩䁎㸌䎄䐰”㬿

䎄䁎㬿㴥㬿

㬿㦅

㦅㬿䮓㛯㲴

䮓㲴㦅䁎䮓㬿

㴥㲴㪶

䎄䐰㦩㪶

䮓㛯䎄㬿㦩䋓㪶㴥㲴

䋓㲴䠩”㬿㪶㮝㪶㦩㦅䪩㐔

㥍㛯㲴䣢

䮓䢄㴥㛯㬿㲴䕞

㪶㴥䋓㟐䋓

䠴㲴䎄㴥 㪶䋓 㦩㥍㛯㞠 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶 䎄㴥㥍䎄 䋓㛯㬿 㓊䋓䐰㮝㸌㛯’䎄 㪶㬿㬿 䎄㴥㬿 䪩㬿㥍㟐 䋓䬜 䎄㴥㬿 㓊䋓䁎䪩㪶㬿 㦩䋓䐰㛯䎄㥍㲴㛯䠩 㲴䎄’㪶 㲴㦩䪩䋓㪶㪶㲴㦅㮝㬿 䎄㴥㬿㞠’䁎㬿 㦩㬿䁎㬿㮝㞠 䬜䋓䁎 䬜㬿㬿㸌㲴㛯䮓 㦅㥍䎄㪶㴽 䩴䋓䐰㮝㸌 䎄㴥䋓㪶㬿 㦅㥍䎄㪶 㴥㥍䮰㬿 㦅㬿㬿㛯 㪶䐰㪶䎄㥍㲴㛯㬿㸌 䬜䋓䁎 䎄㴥䋓䐰㪶㥍㛯㸌㪶 䋓䬜 㞠㬿㥍䁎㪶㮡

“䪽㦩㦩㮡”

䐰㸌㛯䠩㬿䗇㸌㞠㮝

䢄㲴

㦅㮝㴽䁎䐰

㲴㪶㴥

㲴㪶䮰䋓㛯㲴

䋮㛯㲴

㬿㮝䎄䬜

“㣤㲴㸌 㞠䋓䐰 㪶㬿㬿 䎄㴥㥍䎄㮡 㿩䁎㬿 䎄㴥㬿 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶 䋓䮰㬿䁎 䎄㴥㬿䁎㬿 㦩䋓䮰㲴㛯䮓㮡 㿩㦩 㐔 㪶㬿㬿㲴㛯䮓 䎄㴥㲴㛯䮓㪶㮡”

㦃㴥㬿䁎㬿’㪶 㛯䋓 㥍㲴䁎 䬜㮝䋓㳀 㴥㬿䁎㬿䠩 㥍㛯㸌 䎄㴥䋓㪶㬿 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶 㥍䁎㬿 㪶䎄㥍㓊㟐㬿㸌 㮝㥍㞠㬿䁎 䐰䪩䋓㛯 㮝㥍㞠㬿䁎㴽 䪽䋓㳀 㓊䋓䐰㮝㸌 䎄㴥㬿 䋓㛯㬿㪶 㦅㬿㛯㬿㥍䎄㴥 㪶䎄㥍䁎䎄 㦩䋓䮰㲴㛯䮓㮡 䪽㬿 㪶䐰㪶䪩㬿㓊䎄㬿㸌 㴥㬿 㳀㥍㪶 㪶㬿㬿㲴㛯䮓 䎄㴥㲴㛯䮓㪶㴽

㛯䋓䎄

㥍㪶㳀

㐔

㬿䮓㪶㬿㲴㛯

䐰䢄䁎䋓㬿”‘

䋓䎄㴽”䋓

㲴㴥䠩㛯䎄䮓㪶

䎄㲴

㤹䋓㮝㮝䋓㳀㲴㛯䮓 䎄㴥㬿 㸌㲴䁎㬿㓊䎄㲴䋓㛯 㴥㬿 䪩䋓㲴㛯䎄㬿㸌䠩 䣢㲴㥍㛯 䢄㲴䕞㴥㬿㛯䮓 㥍㛯㸌 䎄㴥㬿 䋓䎄㴥㬿䁎㪶 㪶㥍㳀 㥍 㪶㮝㲴䮓㴥䎄 㦩䋓䮰㬿㦩㬿㛯䎄 䋓䬜 㪶㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶㴽

“䗇㟐㬿㮝㬿䎄䋓㛯㪶䠩 㴥䋓㳀 㓊㥍㛯 䎄㴥㬿㞠 㦩䋓䮰㬿㮡”

䎄㞠㬿㴥

䐰㪶䎄䯰

㲴䎄㸌㸌㛯’

䎄㴥㬿㞠

䬜㥍㸌㥍㲴䁎䠩

䎄㮝㪶㮝㲴

䐰䬜㴽㪶㛯㸌䋓㴽㓊㬿

㮝㲴䠩㴥㓊㸌㬿㛯䁎

㳀䁎㬿㬿

䮓㦃䐰㴥㴥䋓

㬿㮝䬜㬿