I am a fairy

Chapter 106: Return to the Iron Sand Hell (Additional Update)

Jingu is an ancient mine and the origin of the name of Jingu County.

It is located in a tiankeng surrounded by mountains, and the way down is full of cliffs, so the mine has long been abandoned.

But recently.

There are always various strange noises coming from the vicinity of this tiankeng and ancient mine, and some things that are definitely not from the mortal world also appear.

at the begining of.

Some people in the mountains saw thick smoke billowing out of the deep darkness at the bottom of the valley. It was definitely not the smoke from burning objects or trees, and as far as they knew, there was nothing that could be burning at the bottom of the valley.

But ordinary people don’t come here, most of them are woodcutters and hunters.

Looking down from a high place, the smoke was billowing up from the pitch-black valley bottom.

This smoke comes in a strange and weird way.

Those who saw it said, "It might be the smoke coming out from the Netherworld."

Ten days passed.

Some people also saw groups of figures moving around the Golden Valley from afar. These people were wearing uniform but dirty clothes, and they were walking in neat rows along the deserted forest paths.

And every time it appears, it is late at night.

Some brave hunters followed them from a distance, but eventually found that those figures disappeared over the edge of a cliff.

There was no way down from the cliff, and these people seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

The hunter was flustered and said, "Maybe I saw a ghost."

Although the hunter was brave, he dared not say anything after seeing such a miraculous thing.

And last month.

Some people even saw these "ghosts" up close, and even caused a big fuss about it.

Someone from a nearby village went up the mountain to collect firewood and took a nap on the mountain in the afternoon, thus missing the time.

When I woke up, it was already dark, so I hurried down the mountain.

However, halfway through the journey, it was completely dark. In his panic, the woodcutters lost their way in the mountains and forests.

It was at this time.

He heard the sound of orderly footsteps.

The woodcutter remembered the recent rumors and immediately hid in the forest.

As the footsteps got closer, the woodcutter became more and more flustered.

Finally, the sound came closer.

Although the woodcutter was panicked, he still couldn't resist his curiosity and stuck his head out to take a look.

Instantly.

The woodcutter's face turned pale.

On the path down the mountain, the woodcutter's eyes penetrated through the layers of thick tree trunks and saw figures walking unsteadily with their heads bowed, chains on their feet, disheveled hair and evil-looking faces.

Although they walked slowly, they were very orderly.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

Just the chain sounds, all with a sense of rhythm.

In the eyes of the woodcutters, the horrible evil spirit walked out from behind the previous tree trunk and disappeared in front of another tree trunk.

Then another evil ghost walked out, taking the same steps. At first glance, it seemed as if the same evil ghosts appeared between the two tree trunks one after another.

The woodcutter was so frightened that he lost control and made a sound from his mouth.

"what?"

This sound was very alarming. Immediately, an evil ghost looked towards the woodcutter, and seemed extremely excited.

"Did you hear that?"

"It sounds like someone is shouting?"

"It's a human, yes, it's a human voice."

"People, where are the people?"

"A living person?"

"Where did this place come from? Maybe a new ghost has come!"

"New ghost, let him come out to see us."

These evil ghosts were extremely excited; they hadn't seen a living person or other human figures for a long time.

But in the eyes of the woodcutter, these evil ghosts had obviously been hungry for a long time, and each of them had a ferocious look ready to devour someone.

If he were discovered, he would be eaten alive.

"Woo!"

It's too late to escape now.

The woodcutters could only cover their mouths and noses and hide in the weeds under the trees, not daring to even breathe.

His neck was stiff and his body was shaking constantly.

The amazing thing is that those evil spirits walked past him, clearly only inches away, but they seemed not to see him.

As the woodcutter shivered, he could smell a strange fragrance.

Finally, the evil spirits were so frightened by the sound of thunder that they immediately lined up in a line and disappeared into the darkness of the night.

A large group of evil spirits walked through the darkness, and following closely behind them was a huge vehicle of unknown origin.

It rolled down the mountain and directly pressed out a road.

It's extremely horrifying.

In the eyes of the woodcutter.

This is the sedan chair of the underworld gods and ghosts, surrounded by the evil ghosts of the underworld, traveling in the middle of the night.

As the evil spirits went away, the woodcutter immediately ran down the mountain.

I didn't dare stop for a moment on the way.

Finally, I fainted from exhaustion and when I woke up, I found myself under a tree near another village.

But after waking up, he could not remember the way down the mountain yesterday, nor could he find the place where he saw the evil ghost yesterday.

I just felt dizzy and disoriented after seeing an evil ghost, as if I was possessed by a demon.

By now.

Occasionally you can see this woodcutter at the tea stalls along the main road into the mountains, and hear him discussing these matters of ghosts and gods with guests drinking tea.

The old woman was busy, greeting guests with a warm smile, and there was no trace of sadness on her face.

The woodcutter sat at the table, surrounded by a group of people.

"Tell me, tell me."

"What it is?"

"Yeah, why are there so many ghosts walking on the mountain road in the middle of the night?"

Everyone looked at the woodcutter and urged him.

The woodcutter said mysteriously, "What do you know?"

Then he leaned over and said in a low voice, "It's the Yin soldiers passing through."

The woodcutter pretended to be mysterious, but the four words "ghost soldiers passing through" aroused everyone's curiosity, and everyone urged him to continue.

But this person couldn't say it. He sat next to the tea stall, wiping his sweat, and deliberately ignored everyone and looked at the other side and spoke.

"It's really hard to describe how dry my mouth is and how upset I feel!"

"That's it. We'll talk about it another day. We'll talk about it another day."

Everyone understood his meaning at a glance and immediately greeted him.

"Boss, serve the tea, serve the tea."

"A big bowl."

"I'll pay for it. I'll pay for it."

"No need for tea. I want to try plum soup for a change."

Not only that, everyone also collected a few copper coins and put them on the table.

A hand stretched out from the sleeve, grabbed a few copper coins and retracted them. The woodcutter nodded with satisfaction and then told him about his experience that night.

Recently, the woodcutter made a fortune by relying on this experience.

Having tasted the sweetness of success, he even stopped chopping firewood and just waited in front of the tea stall every day waiting for others to give him money.

After hearing the story, everyone asked him again.

Guest: "Why can't the ghost see you?"

The woodcutter: "Don't you know that if you cover your mouth and nose, ghosts won't be able to see you?"

Everyone was surprised and asked, "Is there such a thing?"

A peddler said, "I've only heard that there are corpse drivers over at the Xiangjiang River. They say that zombies can't see after they come to life, and they rely on people's breath to take their lives. You didn't hear that from there, did you?"

The woodcutter was annoyed when he was exposed: "Aren't ghosts and corpses almost the same? They are both things that only exist after death."

Everyone shook their heads: "This is far from enough."

At this time, someone passed by and said, "You are listening to his nonsense again. This man didn't even know how he got down the mountain. Later, others followed him up the mountain, but found nothing."

"They say he just overslept and was afraid his wife would beat him when he got home, so he made up this story."

The audience was unhappy after hearing this and spoke angrily.

"To fool people?"

"Then you have to give us back the money."

Someone else stood up and said, "I won't pay for the tea. I won't pay for it."

The woodcutter's face flushed with anger: "How dare you slander someone who is innocent? I said there is a ghost in the mountain, so there must be a ghost."

The woodcutter looked at everyone and said, "There really are ghosts in the mountains. There really are ghosts!"

However, it is true that since then, no one in the mountains has seen the so-called scene of the ghost soldiers passing through the border again.
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It was just dawn when Jiang Chao arrived at the entrance of Jingu.

The mountain road is really difficult to travel on.

It doesn't seem far, but you're just trying to catch the mountain.

Fortunately, there was a very hidden path, which saved a lot of effort, and Jiang Chao finally arrived.

Jiang Chao walked up along the forced road: "How was this road built?"

Wangshu: "During the first phase of the project, the intelligent engineering vehicle was used to repair it, but it was abandoned after one-third of the work was done."

Jiang Chao: "Why was it abandoned?"

Wangshu: "According to the exploration of the second phase of the project, there is an underground river cave in the Iron Sand Hell that connects to the Yangtze River. The exit is right next to the Yangtze River, and the straight-line distance is closer. After the exploration is connected, it will be more convenient to transport goods."

"It was just stuck in some places, but after several explosions and a construction truck cleared it, it was barely usable."

"Compared to here, it saves a lot of time."

“It’s just not very safe.”

Jiang Chao looked at the waterfall gushing down from Jingu. Although he couldn't see the river from here, Jiang Chao had looked at the map and knew that the Yangtze River was across a hill from Jingu, so the water should have come from the river.

The entrance is on the edge of a cliff, and the only way up and down is by elevator. "Buzz buzz buzz!"

Jiang Chao saw from afar an elevator rising up below, as slowly and shakily as an eighty-year-old man climbing a mountain.

This is a mining-type freight elevator. It looks very large, but the elevator is very simple. The only safety device is a guardrail welded on all four sides.

However, when actually riding, although it was a bit slower, it was still very stable.

And reached the bottom.

Jiang Chao discovered that Jin Gu had completely changed.

The originally messy valley bottom has become flat with crisscrossing roads.

Looking from the outside, the first thing you see is a lot of large and small concrete structure facilities and a huge water reservoir.

After entering those facilities, Jiang Chao also saw the blast furnaces and converters that had been built, as well as the continuous casting machines and rolling mills with their doors locked.

Jiang Chao peeked inside through the crack in the door and could see a shadow inside.

Jiang Chao saw that the intelligent engineering vehicle was also placed in one of the huge factory buildings. There was a sign of a mechanical production workshop hanging there, and it kept making loud noises. It was unknown what was being manufactured.

In addition, he noticed that all the electric wires led to higher places.

he knows.

The large number of solar panels originally on Shenfeng Mountain were also dismantled and all used here, but this is definitely not enough.

Finally, Jiang Chao also saw a thermal power plant that currently only had a foundation and was under construction.

Jiang Chao: "Isn't the scale of your plan quite large?"

Wangshu: "If the scale is small, how can we go to the sky in the future? This place is totally insufficient."

"And these facilities have not yet been fully put into use. Once the Black Lithops Hell over there starts construction, we will be able to completely complete the industrial transformation."

"Although the intelligent engineering vehicle can make many things, the output is too small, so it can only make some relatively key things."

Jiang Chao: "Where is the person you are talking about?"

Wangshu: "Inside the cave."

Jiang Chao entered the cave. There was steel-making equipment still in operation at the entrance of the cave. Compared with the equipment outside, it did not seem to be from the same era at all. It looked more like a dilapidated earthen kiln and the environment was also very poor.

Soon, he saw those "evil ghosts".

At this moment, each of the "evil ghosts" is skillfully operating various "magic tools". Some are mining deep in the darkness, some are transporting ore out, and some are putting ore into magic tools.

In comparison, these "evil ghosts" seem to be in good mental condition.

He didn't make any noise, cry or shout, and he seemed to be enjoying his work.

Jiang Chao: "Are they really happy?"

Wangshu: “Isn’t it?”

Jiang Chao: "It's only been a short time. If it's ten years, fifty years, or even a hundred years, will they still be happy?"

at last.

Jiang Chao saw the ghost disciple of the Five Ghosts who was seriously ill and dying, and who had voluntarily refused to be reborn.

Jiang Chao looked at the ghost disciple: "What disease did he contract?"

Wangshu: "They followed the plague ghost to achieve their plan. They boiled a large amount of poisons in a few months. The methods of boiling and extracting were very crude, and they also came into contact with various corpses."

"The plague ghost probably knew there was a problem, so he handed it all over to them."

"This person simply inhaled too many harmful substances. There is no hope of saving him."

Although these ordinary ghost followers seem to be very majestic and commanding their followers on a daily basis, they are nothing more than a group of consumables for the Five Ghosts.

Jiang Chao: "Just him?"

Wangshu: "The others also have problems to varying degrees, and these people have been dealing with all kinds of poisons for years, so they are not much better."
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They were originally disciples of the Five Ghosts, and worshipped under the tutelage of the Plague Ghost.

Some time ago, because he spread plague and ghosts in the human world, he was thrown into the Iron Sand Hell by the witch of the Yunzhong Temple under the order of Yunzhong Jun. Although their god Gui Bo is known as the lord of the underworld, he cannot protect him.

It was difficult to understand at first, but later, these ghost disciples figured it out.

Compared with Yun Zhongjun, Gui Bo's magical powers are still a little smaller, so their identities as disciples of the Five Ghosts are of little use.

"Uncle Ghost, Uncle Ghost!"

"Why are you so disappointing?"

After accepting their fate, the evil ghosts did not say it out loud, but such thoughts popped up in their minds from time to time.

Gui Bo surrendered to the decree of Lord Yunzhong, and lost his former dignity in front of these "evil ghosts".

Gui Liu is one of the ghost disciples.

When he was on earth, he was extremely vicious and turned into the most vicious thug under the command of the Plague Ghost, protecting the evil guardians on his left and right.

No matter who it is, if they dare to offend or disrespect the master, the plague ghost, or dare to speak ill of the Five Ghosts.

He would beat him to death on the spot, or take his life in the middle of the night.

Or they could capture a medicine boy and use him to test the medicine.

He showed no mercy to anyone, young or old, young men or women.

He is a man with a heart of stone.

It's like an evil ghost in the world.

When he was first thrown into the Iron Sand Hell, he was whipped by the ghosts and gods and felt so painful that he wished he were dying.

He knelt down and begged for mercy, shouting loudly.

"No, I am a disciple of the Five Ghosts, and I have the protection of Ghost Master."

"You got the wrong person. You got the wrong person."

"Please forgive me. Please forgive me."

He thought that since he was a disciple of the Five Ghosts, he could commit all kinds of evil and still live freely in the underworld.

As he toiled day after day and performed hard labor as a demon in hell, he no longer mentioned his identity as a disciple of the Five Ghosts, as he knew that this identity was now of no use.

but.

Thinking of the days when he was free and powerful in the past, and all the beautiful things in the world of the living, he shouted that this purgatory was worse than death.

"Let me die!"

"Let me die!"

"It's so painful, it would be better for me to just let my soul and spirit dissipate."

He had no choice but to fall into this iron sand hell, and he could not die.

He tried to escape many times, but was caught by the ghost every time and beaten to death with the whip of thunder.

Gradually, this thought faded away.

Later on, he got used to this kind of life and no longer complained or resisted.

No matter how tough a villain is, under the thunder whip of real ghosts and gods, his domineering spine will be broken and his ferocious face will be smoothed.

but.

That is when he completely accepted his fate and no longer resisted the punishment for the karmic debt he bore.

At this moment, the opportunity he had been looking forward to, the chance to free himself, finally came.

"What's wrong with me?"

As he was doing hard labor in hell, he felt his body weakening little by little.

Every day when I took the "iron water" of the gold element of the Five Elements, I felt that I couldn't swallow it, and gradually I couldn't even walk.

At this time, the ghost holding the lightning whip told him.

"Your sins are so deep and your karmic debt is so heavy that your soul cannot bear it and will be shattered."

Gui Liu, who had transformed into an evil ghost, looked up at the dark and blind ghosts in the underworld hell, but he did not feel relieved at all, nor did he have the slightest joy.

Instead, it's like falling into an icy cave.

He fell into a panic even deeper than when he fell into the underworld and hell before.

He suddenly felt reluctant to disappear, even if he had to live like this, turning into a ghost and living in this dark iron sand hell.

Until yesterday, he didn't even have the strength to move.

He fell to the ground, touching the cold earth.

The ground was cold and he heard the sound of water, which was very close.

He felt as if he was lying on the dark river of hell. The icy river was flowing beneath him, and the cold air kept rising up, threatening to drag him in at any time.

"Am I going to die?"

Guiliu was lying in the darkness, and everything around him seemed to be gradually disappearing, including himself.

As the feeling that everything was going to disappear gradually surrounded him, he couldn't bear to let go.

When dying.

The ghost was so frightened that he burst into tears.

"No, how can I be so scared?"

"How could I end up like this?"

"I am a descendant of the ghost clan, with the blood of ghosts and gods. I should be a superior person when I am alive in the human world, and I should be a hero among ghosts in the ghost country after I die. How could I end up like this?"

He remembered the freedom and ease of the world, the times when he was domineering, and all the things that happened in life.

"The human world, I want to go back to the human world."

"Yes, I'm going to enjoy it, I'm going back."

"As long as my soul is still there, I might be able to reincarnate. I might be able to go back, as long as I find the opportunity."

"Yeah, maybe I can be a human again."

"Yes, I am a disciple of the Five Ghosts Dao who is protected by the God Lord Gui Bo. Maybe one day Gui Bo will secretly let us out?"

Gui Liu had all kinds of fantasies, and the more he thought about them, the more he didn't want them to disappear.

The obsession of not wanting to die became deeper and deeper in my heart.

The closer death got, the more he wanted to grab every opportunity that passed by like a drowning man looking for a life-saving straw.

"Where are the ghosts and gods?"

"Where have the ghosts and gods gone?"

"Don't you mean that if you send me to a deeper level of hell, I can pay off my greater karmic debt and avoid being torn apart?"

"Where are the ghosts and gods?"

Gui Liu struggled to stand up, and at this moment, a bright light suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

"Buzz!"

The ghost felt as if he was floating.

Floating upwards along the gray sky of the Iron Sand Hell.

He raised his head.

Then I saw the sky gate above opening up like a yin-yang fish, and all kinds of clouds flowed out from it, turning into layers of colorful vortices.

A god came from the sky, stepping on colorful clouds and descended here.

A huge aura was spinning behind the god's head, and his robe was made of something unknown. It seemed real and illusory, floating in the air.

Wherever the fairy light shone, the underworld seemed to have transformed into the fairy palace in the sky.

(End of this chapter)