Chapter 325

Sunset in the red dust, the setting sun is like blood.

The afterglow of the setting sun spilled from the sky, dyeing the originally scorched and dim Flaming Mountain into a thick orange-red.

At this very moment, this mountain range, which is said to have been formed by the fire of the Old Lord's Eight Trigrams Furnace, is like a withered giant beast, crouching on the earth.

The crimson rocks are exposed, as if they are wounds torn open on the earth, flowing with hot magma, just like its owner, telling of endless vicissitudes and anger.

At the foot of the mountain, in the Ash Forest, there are three figures with bare upper bodies, holding machetes, and ugly in appearance, patrolling the mountain together.

They are Yin Soldiers/Lishi summoned from the underworld by the Flaming Mountain Land Deity. They are the most numerous and lowest-level underworld soldiers. On weekdays, they need to complete many chores to maintain the operation of hell, enjoying the 007 blessing of no holidays all year round, even more than oxen and horses.

Therefore, they, these Lishi, were extremely happy to be summoned to the human world by the Flaming Mountain Land Deity to serve.

After all, Flaming Mountain is not hell, and there are not so many trivial matters to do. Under normal circumstances, they are only responsible for patrolling and guarding the mountain. Compared with life in hell, it is almost no different from a vacation.

"Land Deity, you are truly a great god!"

An underworld soldier Lishi sighed and said, then pointed to the Danzao Valley in the distance: "Every time I see those magmas, I think of the chores in hell... If people in the human world have committed arson and killed people before death, they must enter our Copper Pillar Hell after death, and must hug the boiling copper pillar naked to be punished."

"In order to burn the copper pillar red, we can only keep adding firewood and fanning the fire, and often have to scrub the scorched skin and rotten meat stuck to the pillar. It's really not as easy as having a fire river waterfall."

Another Lishi complained after hearing it: "Yes, I used to be in the Iron Tree Hell. Those who sowed discord among relatives before death must come to us after death, insert sharp knives from the back skin, and hang them on the blade tree."

"That group of bastards who have no eyes, they implicate us in sharpening knives every day and repairing trees every moment. Some skin and flesh fall off the tree, and we have to use needles and thread to sew and mend, and then carry them back to hang them up... In contrast, I think the big iron ball in front is better to use, just roll it once, grind it into minced meat, and it's quite straightforward."

The third Lishi sighed: "You guys are all fine. Our Ox Pit Hell is the most miserable. There are those who abused livestock before death, and after death, they have to go there and be trampled and horned by countless fire oxen."

"Besides raising oxen, we also have to nail iron shoes and grind ox horns, and those souls trampled into pieces have to be dug out after a few days, otherwise, if they accumulate too much, they will trap the ox hooves, and then we will be punished. It's really not as convenient as that flame chariot."

The other two Lishi also nodded in agreement, but just at this moment, a voice with a smile suddenly came to their ears: "So that's how it is. Listening to it, this Flaming Mountain is really a geomantic treasure land. In the future, it might become a brand-new top-grade hell."

"Pah! What kind of nonsense are you talking about? Flaming Mountain is not hell, and it will never be in this life!"

The three Lishi heard this, spat on the ground at the same time, and were about to scold angrily, but soon they discovered something wrong.

Who was talking just now? That voice felt so unfamiliar.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Dull collision sounds rang out one after another, the three Lishi's bodies stiffened, their eyes rolled back, and they collapsed to the ground at the same time.

Wu Xian, wearing a special-grade Walker set, retracted the Flying Dragon Staff in his hand, lowered his head to scan the three unlucky eggs lying on the ground, remembered their conversation just now, and couldn't help but shake his head and complain: "Sinful!"

Arson and murder, sowing discord among relatives, abusing livestock.

These three crimes, the Flaming Mountain Land Deity had almost committed them all, but he still summoned the underworld soldiers and Lishi responsible for operating these punishments to the human world...

Imagine, if he enters the underworld in the future and is subjected to those three terrifying punishments by these Lishi, would he feel that the current scene is very ironic?

"Nephew, what are you thinking about, so distracted..."

A thick voice with a bit of laziness sounded from behind.

A moment later, two figures walked towards him.

One was a pig-headed man about three feet tall, carrying a rake on his shoulder, and covered with thick gray hair all over his body.

Without a doubt, this short pig-headed man is the second disciple of the former scripture-seeking group of four, the former Marshal Tianpeng who was in charge of the 100,000 Heavenly River Water Army, and now the Jingtan Envoy, Zhu Bajie.

As for the other figure, it is a burly man with a horse face, holding a long whip. Anyone who has played the Black Myth game should know that he is Ma Tianba, who is suspected to be the avatar of the game creator.

In the game, Ma Tianba almost traveled through all maps except Huaguo Mountain like the Destiny Person, trying to find the several demon kings who besieged Sun Wukong to help the Bull Niu Niu Mowang imprisoned by the Red Boy.

However, after being rejected continuously, he finally realized the truth that it is better to rely on oneself than on others, and returned to Flaming Mountain at the fastest speed.

Then he did a slide and died under the Five Elements Chariot, and became the last transformation skill of the Destiny.

Of course, now that there is Wu Xian, everything has become different. After Wu Xian saved Ma Tianba again in the Spider Silk Cave, he forcibly kept him with force and expressed his willingness to go to Flaming Mountain with him to save the Bull Niu Niu Mowang.

Although Ma Tianba was anxious in his heart, he could not defeat Wu Xian's powerful arm strength, so he could only honestly follow him and Zhu Bajie all the way, and even guest-starred as a means of transport on the way.

Don't say it, the speed is quite fast. Although it is not as exaggerated as the Somersault Cloud, it is easy to travel thousands of miles a day. No wonder he always arrives at the map one step ahead of the Destiny Person in the game...

"Oh, nothing, just met three interesting underworld soldiers."

The camera returns to reality. Watching the arrival of a pig and a horse, Wu Xian's mouth curled slightly, then he danced a stick flower with the Flying Dragon Staff in his hand, carried it on his shoulder, and laughed lightly:

"Just heard them talking about several punishments in hell, they all feel quite interesting. Thinking that if there is a chance in the future, maybe I can find someone to try it out."

"Punishments in hell? Tsk tsk, those are all things that torture people. Uncle and your ancestors are all monks, not interested in playing this set."

Zhu Bajie didn't understand, just thought Wu Xian was joking with him again. Similar things had happened many times along the way, and he was already used to it.

In fact, as early as when he met Wu Xian in Little Western Heaven, he saw that Wu Xian was completely different from those so-called "Destiny People" in the past.

It's not about appearance or whether he can speak, but his style and personality in dealing with people.

Compared with other Destiny People, Wu Xian looks like a paralyzed honest man on the surface, but in fact, he is full of bad water, and especially shameless. It is actually a bit similar to his... cough, cough! His big brother.

Because of this, Zhu Bajie had a very good impression of Wu Xian and truly had the intention of treating him as a nephew.

Thinking this, Zhu Bajie looked around again and sighed: "Hundreds of years have passed, and this ghost place has become this bird-like appearance again. Speaking of which, this has to blame that monkey for overturning the Old Lord's Eight Trigrams Furnace back then, tiring the people here to suffer a lot."

(End of chapter)