I am a fairy

Chapter 87 Iron Sand Hell (Additional Update)

The water for the moat is drawn from the river. It is a semi-natural and semi-artificial canal. You can even row a small boat all the way to the Yangtze River.

Standing on the other side of the river, Wen Fonu could still see the scene in Jingu County, where women were washing clothes on the steps by the river and children were stepping in the water.

However, at this moment, Wen Fonu's mind was not at all in Jingu County.

He was standing next to a large pit.

Sometimes he looked at the big pit, sometimes he looked up at the sky.

When he looked up at the sky, he would hunch his shoulders from time to time, as if he was afraid that something would fall from the sky and turn him into dust.

Taoist He: "This is the place where the witch summoned the Jingzhe divine thunder to kill the evil man who used evil magic to harm Jingu County."

Wen Fonu: "Is this what the divine thunder exploded when it fell on the ground?"

Taoist He: "How could it be false? On that day, a thunderbolt struck the ground, and the light was like the rising of the golden sun. The whole Jingu County could see it clearly."

Wen Fonu: "What about those demons who were struck by the divine thunder?"

Taoist He: "All turned into powder."

Wen Funu: "Didn't find anything?"

Taoist He: "I'm afraid even the soul has dispersed."

Taoist He still feels scared when he thinks about it.

On the side, although Wen Funu did not see the scene that day, he could imagine what a horrible scene it was just by looking at the big pit.

Since this divine thunder can fall on the monster's head, it can naturally fall anywhere.

I dare to ask, is there anyone in this world who can resist the power of heaven and earth?

Who else could survive under such thunder magic?

emperor?

He knew very well that the emperor was just flesh and blood.

The so-called Son of Heaven is just the one with strong soldiers and horses.

Seeing this scene, he finally made up his mind.

"Yun Zhongjun!"

"It is indeed a living god or Buddha, an ancient immortal saint."

Wen Funu didn't say anything more, but just knelt on the ground and bowed to the big pit again and again.

Afterwards, he ordered the magistrate of Jingu County, who had come to pay homage to him, to prepare his horses, and then he headed towards Lucheng under the escort of several servants.

On the way back, I also passed by the community temple.

The extremely precious string of Buddhist beads just fell to the ground and no one has picked it up yet.

At last.

When stepped on by horse hooves, it either sank into the mud or broke into pieces.
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"Snapped!"

In the creek, Jiang Chao hit a fish in the river with a stick.

But his posture and appearance are very much like Runtu in the textbook.

The base station in the community temple has been installed, and it has been confirmed that Jingu County does have iron mines, and the basic goals have been achieved.

Although Jiang Chao felt that there was not much difference whether he was present or not in these things.

However, it is quite interesting to take a ride on the divine chariot.

At least he now had an extra tool for traveling, which made it more convenient for him to travel in the future. Besides, since he was already here, Jiang Chao might as well go hunting and have a picnic in the mountains.

Wangshu: "Catching a fish is also called hunting?"

Jiang Chao: "Anyway, I got it."

Wangshu: "Don't wear this military uniform next time!"

Jiang Chao: "What's wrong?"

Wangshu: “It’s a bit embarrassing.”

Jiang Chao: "The effective range of your pistol is just that far. It's useless unless you get close. I just spotted a musk deer. It heard the noise and ran away from a distance of dozens of meters."

Wangshu: "Go after it. Humans are the best at long-distance running. Kill it and let them know what a terrifying upright ape is."

Jiang Chao: "I can't roll it up. I'm tired."

Wangshu: "Then use the Deadly Lightning Five Whips."

Jiang Chao: "Semi-automatic?"

Jiang Chao imagined himself using this to hunt, and suddenly felt even more embarrassed.

Jiang Chao: "Give me a sniper rifle next time."

Wangshu: "I'll tell you after I pick a name."

Jiang Chao: "How long will it take?"

Wangshu: “Very soon.”

Jiang Chao: "How come you also suffer from procrastination? Are you poisoned?"

Wangshu: "It's poisoned."

Jiang Chao was surprised: "Is he really poisoned?"

The poison that Jiang Chao was talking about was naturally not an ordinary poison, but an electronic virus.

However, Wangshu started to sing at this time: "I was poisoned and drank the poison you hid."

Jiang Chao: “?”

Wangshu still wants to sing.

The sound is ethereal.

elegant.

Halfway through the song, Jiang Chao turned off the radio.

Jiang Chao made a fire and roasted the fish, enjoying his catch.

Go on a picnic and spring outing during the day, and return home in a sedan chair at night.

However, on the way back, Jiang Chao saw a horrifying scene: a group of evil ghosts were walking in a line in the wilderness in the dim night, heading towards the direction of Jingu.

These "evil ghosts" were all dressed in rags and wore strange evil ghost masks on their faces, as if they wanted people to see their identities at a glance.

Jiang Chao was stunned for a moment, feeling similar to Wen Fonu before.

I walked too much at night.

I really saw a ghost.

But after a closer look, Jiang Chao discovered a clue. The masks on these people's faces looked like another variant of the black helmet worn by mandrills.

The style just changed a bit and became simpler.

But things like goggles, earmuffs, antennas on the head, and so on, these things cannot be blocked or changed.

Even if the style is changed, the basic structure remains the same.

In addition, these people were all tied with chains, but there was no one leading them from the front, and they walked forward in an orderly team.

"Wow!"

"Wow!"

As he moved, the chain made a rhythmic sound.

Jiang Chao suddenly understood that this was Wangshu's doing. At the same time, he also understood that this was the method Wangshu mentioned to control these people.

Jiang Chao looked at the line of "evil ghosts" and roughly counted them, about forty or fifty people.

These people had been imprisoned in the Jingu County jail before. They were chained out by mandrills and given "devil masks". At this moment, they were lining up and heading towards the Jingu mine.

On the way, Jiang Chao also saw a ghost disciple from the Five Ghosts trying to escape.

But as soon as he started to move and his consciousness controlled his body muscles to move, he let out a scream.

"what!"

It was the feeling of an electric current running through your spine, like a fiery whip hitting your body.

But for these ghost disciples of the Five Ghosts, the whip not only whipped their flesh and blood, it even seemed to penetrate their three souls and seven spirits.

Jiang Chao: "How did you get these people to be chained and brought out of the prison?"

A voice came from the radio: "It's smoke!"

Jiang Chao: “So that’s it.”

Wangshu: "Then they were given masks. This is a new test version of the ghost helmet."

Jiang Chao: "This helmet can also be used on people to precisely control them. Won't they resist?"

Wangshu: "Humans are better at controlling because their five senses receive strong information and their imagination is stronger."

Jiang Chao: "Isn't this an advantage?"

Wangshu: "As long as you target them, the advantage will turn into a disadvantage."

Jiang Chao was silent for a while, but Wangshu continued.

Wangshu: "And I analyzed the composition of the miasma ghost smoke and found that the smoke emitted by the miasma ghost gourd can further enhance and control people's five senses. Combined with my ghost helmet, it can be transformed into an evil ghost mask."

"The original Ghost Helmet could only control vision and hearing, but the test version of the Demon Mask can already control the sense of smell and even create some tactile sensations through the miasma of ghosts and smoke."

"At this point, it is basically difficult for these ghost disciples of the Five Ghosts to break free."

"Because what they see, hear, smell, and even feel are all controlled by the evil ghost face and signals."

"Plus, we have electric shocks and bombs as insurance, and with the assistance of the mandrill ghosts and gods for monitoring, there won't be any problems."

"At least there shouldn't be any problems until the Jingu Mine is gradually established."

Jiang Chao thought about the names Wangshu had come up with. "Yellow Spring Base, Community Temple and Earth God, Iron Sand Hell, Ghosts and Evil Ghosts. You've even divided them into different levels. Are you really going to create a netherworld?"

Wangshu said very seriously: "Yes!"

Jiang Chao had not expected that Wangshu's system, which seemed to be just a playful naming and setting at first, would actually develop into a decent system as time went by.

The one wearing a black helmet and carrying a base station is a ghost, and the one wearing an evil ghost mask is an evil ghost.

Ghosts and gods contact the earth god system to monitor the four directions, and evil ghosts fall into hell and suffer endless torture.
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When in prison.

The criminal was punished and beaten several times. Although the injuries were not fatal, he still groaned in pain in the cell.

There are about thirty or forty people like him. They were all very successful a few days ago, but now their endings are miserable.

At this time, these ghost followers can only comfort themselves.

"The worst possible outcome is death."

"I'm so afraid!"

"After we go to the netherworld, we can all enjoy happiness."

Thinking like this.

Everyone even wished they could die sooner rather than suffer torture in the Jingu County jail.

After falling asleep, the ghost vaguely smelled a fragrance.

He felt vaguely familiar with this fragrance, as if it came from the miasma of the underworld. After the fragrance drifted past, everyone felt a little dazed.

Whether it was the prisoners in the cell or the jailers guarding them. Then, a terrifying shadow walked along the corridor of the prison and easily opened the cells one by one.

Afterwards, they wrapped chains around them and tied them up one by one, leading them out of the prison like cattle and sheep.

They were extremely frightened in their hearts, but their bodies were unable to resist, so they just followed the terrifying shadow away little by little.

"What's coming?"

"Why put the chains on us?"

"Is it the jailer?"

When the ghost woke up, he felt that his face and head did not belong to him.

When he opened his eyes, an extremely terrifying scene appeared before his eyes.

What catches the eye.

It is the dark earth and the gray sky.

Endless black ash kept falling from the sky, everything was black and white, as if everything in the world had lost its color.

"Where is this place?"

The ghost was extremely frightened and wanted to run away immediately.

But just as he started running, a huge whip fell from the sky and hit him.

"Snapped!"

"what!"

The ghost let out a scream.

After falling to the ground, he looked up and saw a ghost with a black body and only one mouth looking at him in the darkness on one side.

But then, the ghost disappeared behind the darkness and fluttering ashes.

But he flashed and appeared behind the team, and whipped another ghost disciple of the Five Ghosts who wanted to escape.

"what!"

The screams sounded again.

Just like that, everyone had to march in neat rows under the flickering and illusory whip of ghosts and gods.

The ghost disciples of the Five Ghosts were driven by the whip and moved forward little by little.

On the way, they passed a strange dark river, which reflected the entire gloomy sky like a mirror.

At this time, they finally saw their own appearance clearly through the river.

The ghost walked unsteadily, looking towards the dark river.

Shocking discovery.

Inside was an evil ghost dressed in rags and wearing chains.

The ghost was stunned for a moment. He couldn't believe it at first, then he suddenly realized, and finally he had to accept it.

"It turns out that I'm already dead."

"We're all dead."

"Was he beheaded at night, or was he killed by ghosts and gods?"

"No matter what, I eventually became a lonely ghost, wandering in this netherworld."

The ghost disciples of the Five Ghosts saw clearly their own hideous appearances like evil ghosts, and seemed to have finally faced the reality.

They died, and they finally came to the underworld that they once worshipped and longed for.

but.

All this seemed different from the underworld scene they had imagined.

They thought that as followers of the Five Ghosts and ghost disciples who worshipped the Ghost Lord, after coming here, they should become beings similar to ghosts above ghosts, and become ghost messengers who command the ghosts in this underworld.

As a result, they were captured by ghosts and gods and brought to the underworld. Looking at the ferocious appearance of the ghosts and gods, it did not seem like they were welcoming them. Instead, it seemed more like they wanted them to never be reborn.

The ghost disciple accepted that he was dead and had entered the underworld, but he could not accept that this would be the scene after his death.

The ghost stared at his own appearance in the river, then turned around and shouted at the illusory ghost that was like a phantom.

"No!"

"I made a mistake."

"It must be a mistake!"

"We are the ghost disciples of the Five Ghosts, and we are the followers of Ghost Master."

"There must be a mistake. How could you lock us up? We are on your side. We are together."

"Ghost uncle!"

"Uncle Gui, how could you treat us like this!"

There was more than one person howling. As the first person cried out, the others followed suit and fell to their knees.

They all felt that they had made a mistake and that this was not the way they should end up after death.

however.

The demon laughed wildly and whipped them even harder.

It seemed to be telling them: "How could I have made a mistake? This is what you deserve."

And so they had to stand up and move on.

In that gray and dark place.

In this place where ghosts and gods are rampant.

They screamed and wailed.

Even so, they did not give up at all, and kept begging the ghosts and gods, saying that it must be a mistake.

Finally, they arrived at a terrifying cliff.

Here, their chains were removed, but no one dared to escape.

They are dead and have become wandering ghosts.

In this vast and dark land, where can they escape to?

Even if I escape.

Can you escape from the clutches of those ghosts and gods?
Driven by the gods and ghosts, they came to the edge of the cliff one after another.

"Snapped!"

The devil's divine whip was raised again and fell on the earth.

The meaning is obvious: "Get down here."

Everyone, no, it should be the ghosts, looked down, each of them was frightened out of their wits.

"No, no, no, I'm not going down."

"What's down there?"

"I don't want to go down."

"Did you hear the wailing coming from below?"

Although they didn't know what was below, the ghost disciples were very sure that it was definitely not a good place.

The sound of the wind in their ears brought the wails of ghosts.

Seems to be telling them.

Below is a hopeless place that even ghosts are afraid of.

However, no matter how reluctant they were, they had no choice but to set foot on the only abandoned ancient road that could lead into the deep valley, and gradually stepped into the underground rift.

The darkness around me grew deeper.

A cold wind blew in the valley, and everyone was shivering with cold.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

"What is this smell that is so choking?"

"Iron filings, it smells like iron filings."

But before entering a cave.

A scorching breath blew from the cave, making them feel uncomfortable.

They saw a red light in the cave: "And fire, it's so hot."

Someone looked more closely and said, "It's not fire, it's molten iron. There's molten iron flowing in the cave."

They looked around in panic: "Where exactly is this place? Why did the ghosts and gods bring us here?"

Finally, they reached their destination.

What catches the eye.

It is a dark earth and a terrible deep hole.

There is molten iron flowing in the deep cave and black smoke coming out of the blast furnace.

The black smoke continued to rush forward, as if the overwhelming ashes were brought about by this blast furnace.

And the cold wind blew.

The fine sand in the wind hit their skin, making them feel painful.

This place is actually a dark hell with iron sand and raging fire blowing in the wind.
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in the days that followed.

"Boom!"

From time to time, bursts of loud noises were heard in the "Iron Sand Hell" and large pieces of rocks were blown away.

That was the sound of explosives blowing up the mountain. In the eyes of the prisoner named Ghost, what he saw and heard was lightning and thunder in the darkness.

The noise of the collapsing mountains seemed to them like a huge furnace in the iron sand hell erupting, causing earthquakes every time.

After the earthquake, they would use shovels to mix pieces of iron and stone into the truck bed at the urging of the whips of ghosts and gods.

"Hurry up."

"The whip of the devil is coming."

"Send it over there."

Finally, all the iron stones will be swallowed by something like a giant mouth, screened, and finally poured into the huge furnace.

It turned into bursts of black smoke and spread to the netherworld.

Here, the devils began to be tortured and they worked hard day after day.

They truly became ghosts in prison.

finally.

Little by little, this place was transformed into a real "iron sand hell".

Because I can only write at night due to the wind, I don’t write much every day. I can only add more chapters occasionally. However, my additional chapters are all two-in-one chapters. In the past six days, I have updated almost 90,000 words.

Try your best and see if you can write as much as possible.

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