Chapter 1181 Internal Injury

I quickly walked into the house, threw the elf on my shoulder aside, and said, "Where is Ren now?"

The elf boy pointed to the location of the basement.

"Come on, take me to see him."

The elf boy took me down to the basement without saying a word.

This was the first time I entered the basement of Lane's house. When I opened the door, I was greeted by the smell of damp earth, sometimes mixed with the smell of blood.

The basement is very spacious, with magic stone lamps on all four walls, illuminating the entire basement.

On the right side of the basement, there is a large bed and dozens of unnamed tools, all of which are used for torture and extorting confessions.

On the left side of the basement, there is also a large bed, but this large bed is used for sleeping.

There is a table and several chairs on one side of the big bed. There is a quill pen and a bottle of ink on one side of the table, and a stack of white paper on the other side.

Several elf boys were sitting on several chairs. After seeing me coming, they all stood up and stood in two rows without saying a word.

Through the railing on the back of the chair, I saw Ren lying on the bed.

Walking to the bed and sitting on the chair, I looked at him lying on the bed.

At this moment, the original sharp aura of the old man lying on the bed was gone. His old face and somewhat rickety body clearly showed the erosion of time.

Renn at this moment is almost completely different from the person he was a few days ago, except for the still hideous scar on his face.

I thought for a moment and said, "Can anyone explain to me what happened to Boss Rennes?"

The cold basement was deathly quiet. A few elf boys didn't say a word and didn't dare to raise their heads. Their lean bodies were trembling slightly, as if they couldn't bear the coldness of the basement, or maybe they were frightened by my slightly murderous tone. .

cough.

A slight cough attracted my attention.

Boss Ren didn't open his eyes, but moved his lips a few times and said weakly: "It has nothing to do with them."

"Well, I know," I said calmly, "I just couldn't hold it back for a while."

"Water" Renn said weakly again.

Soon, an elf boy brought a glass of warm water over, took the cup, brought it to Ren's mouth, and gave him a few mouthfuls.

With the moisture of the water, Ren seemed to have some energy. He spoke a little louder, but his eyes still didn't open: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Your murderous intention is stronger than mine, hehe, hehe. Cough cough cough cough”

"My murderous intention is stronger than yours." I laughed and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this anymore. Tell me, how did you do it?"

Ren took a breath and said, "I underestimated the tomb of the goblin elder."

After hearing this, my eyes tightened: "Have you been tricked?"

"No," he said weakly, "traps and traps. These can't trouble me. I'm under a spell."

Before he finished speaking, he coughed violently again.

"Magic?" I frowned, looked at his mental state at the moment, and couldn't help but said, "Is it a curse-type magic?"

Renn took a few breaths and said, "No, it's just a general attack magic, but the number is too huge and the power is terrifying."

I thought for a moment and said, "Are you injured internally?"

"Yeah" Ren responded, indicating his acquiescence.

"Internal injuries" I nodded: "Why don't you just come to me?"

"I know there is a powerful priest in your family," Ren said, "but this injury is not needed yet. It will heal in a few days of rest. It's just right. I can take this opportunity to have a good sleep."

"It's not comfortable to sleep with an injury," I said, "just wait, I'll go back and invite my pastor over to heal your injury."

After hearing this, Ren slowly opened his eyes, glared at me with all his strength, and then said weakly: "You don't want me to rest."

"Don't say it anymore. I want to rest and wait until the injury is healed." I stood up and ordered one of the elf boys to hide the elves upstairs. Then I asked the other elf boys to take good care of Boss Renn. Then, I walked out of Renn quickly. Home treehouse, walking towards home.

After explaining the matter to Taylor, he and Mr. Taylor went to the tree house of Lane's house. Before entering the basement, Mr. Taylor frowned: "It smells so strong of blood."

When he entered the basement, he turned around and glanced at the torture table, and then suddenly said: "I see."

Slowly walked to Ren's bed and glanced at Ren on the bed. He frowned again and said, "Were you attacked by the magic of the goblins?"

"Yes." Renn braced himself and said, "You are an expert."

"Let's not talk about experts or not," Taylor said seriously: "Where did you meet the goblin? Why did he attack you?"

Ren's expression remained unchanged, he looked past Taylor and looked at me. I nodded slightly at him, and then Ren said: "Actually, I was attacked in the ancient tomb."

Then, he told everything about what happened in the ancient tomb.

After hearing this, Mr. Taylor nodded and said, "So, you are not disadvantageous to the goblins?"

Ren grinned and said, "Fairies are my lord's friends. Naturally, I won't do anything to them."

"Um, is that so, bastard?" Taylor asked me.

"Yes, old man," I said, "Boss Ren has never done anything detrimental to the goblins."

"That's okay." Taylor nodded, stretched out his hand, held the magic wand, pointed the head of the wand at Ren's chest, and muttered a spell.

I signaled the elf boys to retreat with my eyes, and at the same time I exited the basement with the other elves.

Leaning against the wall at the basement door, I folded my arms and waited quietly.

One of the elf boys was a little worried and said, "Master An Xiaoyi, will Master Ren be okay?"

"It'll be okay," I said, "If even the old man can't save him, I'm afraid there won't be many people in the world who can save him."

About half an hour later, the basement door slowly opened, and Taylor walked out with a calm expression and said calmly: "He has recovered."

Several elf teenagers rushed in, and Taylor and I were the only ones left at the basement door.

Taylor asked: "Don't you go in and take a look?"

"No," I said, "your strength is reliable."

Then, I shouted into the basement: "Boss Ren, I will leave it to you to deal with the elf upstairs. Try your best to help me find out something. Also, if he is wronged, you can come and find him." I, I apologized to him personally.”

"I understand." Ren's voice was still a little weak, but it was much stronger than before.

After leaving the tree house, Mr. Taylor and I walked home together. On the way, I always felt that I still had some unfinished business.

While he was thinking about it, Taylor asked: "You bastard, why are you back alone? Where are they?"

I slapped my head: Damn, I just said that there seems to be something unfinished. I forgot about cooperating with Phoenix and the others!