Deep in the Living

Chapter 343 Rainy Night, Inn, Death
The sulfuric acid rain that may only come once a year pours down in the middle of the night, watering the extremely dry scorched earth of hell.
Like the strange thunder of the hungry in the night,
Occasionally, lightning would flash across the sky.

On such a rainy night, a metal carriage was galloping.

The horse's entire body is inlaid with metal patches, or its skin has been completely replaced with metal.

Every time the heavy iron hooves fell, they would leave deep hoof prints on the moist scorched earth, and between the hoof prints one could see the special symbols belonging to the monastery.

The horses pulled the carriage, and the cast iron wheels rolled over the uneven, puddled surface of scorched earth, driving the carriage up and down.

There were only two people sitting in the carriage.

One was Agatha, a stout woman with white hair and dressed in standard monk attire, breathing steadily with the iconic metal tube around her neck.

The other was a special sinner sitting opposite her.

Put your hands together in front of you and then secure them with an iron pillar.

The most important restraint device is the clothing worn by the sinner, a straitjacket produced by a large monastery, which looks like a gray tights, allowing various fine needles that can block acupuncture points to be inserted into the flesh.

On clothing,

It was a face that did not belong to a demon girl. Under the dirty and messy hair, there was always a pure and clean brown eye staring at her.

"It seems that we can't make it back tonight... This rainy season is really rare."

Sister Tiezhu, who was in charge of the escort, was looking at the raindrops that kept hitting the window, leaving corrosion marks. Unfortunately, a ray of light shone over.

【Hotel】

Several huge, illuminated characters came into view.

Considering the worsening weather and the high probability that the carriage would be damaged if they continued on the journey, Agatha immediately controlled the carriage towards the inn.

When I got closer, I found that

The hotel's architectural style, dilapidated environment and eerie design were clearly the work of a prank.

Although she didn't want to stay in such an inn, she still stopped the carriage in front of the building when a sharp thunder sounded.

There are already several carriages of different types parked here.

The wet scorched earth in front of the door was also covered with footprints of different sizes.

Apparently there are quite a few guests who have come to this hotel to take shelter from the rain tonight.

Ding Ding Ding!
The door of the inn was pushed open and the bell rang.

The dim candles lit on the stone platform.

The owner, with his eyes covered with a black cloth, a bell on his tongue, and wrapped in a mouse-skin coat, was smiling at the door opener, but immediately became serious when he saw the monk's metal structure.

"Sister, welcome to our hotel. The building materials of the hotel can effectively shield the impact of acid rain. I hope you can spend a good night here.

You seem to be escorting a special prisoner. How about arranging a guest room at the end of the top floor for you?"

Agatha nodded and placed a monk's silver coin directly on the table.

While the boss was rolling the silver coin away with his flexible tongue, a key with nerves entangled in it was also sent to the table.

Just as Agatha was about to take the key, the boss gently pressed it with his fingers.

"Sister, this inn is the property of the Evil Play. According to the regulations, I need to know some information about this prisoner to minimize security risks."

This was indeed in line with the rules, but Agatha simply gave a few key words in a low voice.

[Apostles from outside the territory], [Unknown origin], [Small-scale death incident], [Wanted alive].

"Got it, I hope you enjoy your stay."

Just as Agatha was about to lead the special sinners behind her away, the door of the inn opened again, and a green-haired young man with acid rain all over his body and many holes in his clothes came into the store.

The nun's professional sense allowed her to detect the peculiarity of this person, and she could not help but turn around and observe him carefully.

The green-haired young man had a delicate face without any pustules on his face, but his clothes, which were torn by acid rain, shone with a metallic luster.

"A special tumor?"

After confirming that the other person's look was not malicious, Agatha went straight to her guest room.

Because of the straitjacket she wore and the metal traction that pierced her palms, the sinner had to follow Agatha closely, and would suffer pain if she was more than two meters away.

crunch~
At the end of the top floor, a heavy door that smelled of rotten wood was opened.

In the old guest room of more than 20 square meters, three candles and a portable wax lamp are the only props available for lighting.

The rain kept hitting the cracked glass, and it felt like it would break the window at any moment.

Faced with such a bad accommodation environment, Agatha did not reject it. She would just stay until the rain stopped and then leave.

Swish!
A newly grown iron pole directly pierces through the sinner's ankle and is inserted into the corner area, further restricting his movement.

After two days and two nights of escort, coupled with the rare dampness, Agatha was quite sleepy and had to get some sleep tonight. Of course, it was just a light sleep, and she would wake up immediately if she felt any metal on her body.

This time she was ordered by the Grand Abbey to capture this strange sinner.

When they arrived at the hell town where the girl was, the town that should have been bustling with people was unusually deserted, as if all the demons had disappeared.

The girl did not leave, but instead hung her head on the gallows in the center of the town and swung it back and forth, as if she was swinging on a swing, quite leisurely.

The capture was accomplished easily, and now all that was left was to bring the man alive back to the monastery.

He hardly spoke anything to the girl along the way, or maybe the other party didn't understand the language of hell at all.

"Be honest. If you have any intention of escaping, even a strong thought will be detected by the metal. The Grand Monastery only requires you to be captured alive, not with your limbs intact."

The girl seemed to understand what he said, and she nodded with a smile. She also seemed to be sleepy, so she snuggled in the corner and slowly closed her eyes.

Agatha also felt sleepy and fell on the bed and slowly fell asleep.

I don’t know how long it’s been,

Ding!
The crisp sound of metal collision inside her body suddenly woke her up. At the same time, a loud thunder flashed outside the window. The heavy rain did not stop, but became heavier.

The first thing she looked at was the corner of the room.

The girl was still sleeping there, her movements hadn't changed at all, the metal restraints all over her body were in normal condition, and everything was safe.

The danger she sensed did not seem to come from the girl, but from other areas of the hotel.

Stand up, approach the door, and put your ear to the surface of the door.

Yeah!

A shrill scream from far away reached her ears, which made Agatha confused, "Is the prank going on? Or is something really wrong?"

She couldn't just stay in the guest room like this. If she didn't know anything and waited until trouble came, that would be really dangerous.

She can accurately sense the metal in the girl's body within a thousand meters, and can quickly arrest her if she tries to escape.

After confirming that the straitjacket was still effective,
Agatha pushed open the door and headed towards the source of the screams. She left the top floor of the hotel and continued down the stairs.

When she came to the first floor of the hotel and wanted to ask the innkeeper,
The shop owner, whose eyes were covered with a black cloth, had his head cut off and placed on the table. His mouth was filled with pens used for signing and registering, completely stuffing it, and his brain was damaged.

The body was almost completely broken and thrown to the ground like mud.

……

At the same time Agatha left the guest room,
The girl opened her eyes and smiled.

She opened her mouth for the first time without using her hands.

A strange tongue suddenly emerged from her pink lips, a soft tongue with a trident symbol engraved on the tip of the tongue.

She began to lick along the corners and crevices, and every corner area licked by her tongue became darker, and the picture even became unstable due to spatial interference.

The candles in the guest room flickered wildly.
Some kind of connection channel that does not belong to hell seems to have been opened.

Snapped!
A hand full of throbbing blue veins stretched out from the gap, grabbed the girl's neck, and lifted her into the air with powerful force.

Subsequently,

A mask that can cause deep panic emerges from the darkness.

A blade shining with cold light was raised above his head.
There is no mercy.

The hand rises and the knife falls,
The girl's head was cut off with one knife, completing the beheading.

However, the girl's head held in his hands did not show any pain or panic, but instead showed a smile.

The girl didn't seem to be dead.
Instead, he broke free from the restraints of the straitjacket because of being beheaded.

The masked man walked out from the dark corner, hung her head on his waist, sniffed the lingering metallic smell in the house, tried to locate his next target, and officially started tonight's special operation.

(End of this chapter)