Even if a fisherman enters an infinite game, he still has to cast a rod

The skinny red-skinned kid slowly came ashore carrying heavy stones.

Judging from his labored steps and his bent back, Jiang Yuan judged that the stone might be heavier than the little ghost.

He saw the little devil climb up the triangular tower, find a gap, fill it with stones, and put them in place, then turn around and walk towards the sea of ​​blood.

The little ghost's face and body were still obscured by the large amount of messy black hair, and could not be seen clearly.

Not long after diving into the sea, he quickly brought up a new stone and piled it on the stone tower again.

This kid is really smart, Jiang Yuan thought.

In fact, there were a lot of rocks near the island, but because of their different sizes and too many edges and corners, they were not easy to use to build a tower, so the little ghost went to the sea of ​​blood specifically to find suitable stones.

But Jiang Yuan couldn't figure out what this triangular tower was used for.

It was spiral-shaped and solid inside; it looked neither like a house nor any other building. The way the kid carefully adjusted the stones was obvious to him for some special purpose.

This time the kid moved a bigger stone, and when he reached the top of the stone tower, he was already out of breath.

So he put the stone in place, shook it with his hand, and after confirming again and again that it was stable, he sat down to rest.

What on earth is this little guy doing?

Jiang Yuan blinked, full of curiosity about this eccentric little kid.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the little ghost sitting on the tall black tower at the bottom of purgatory below the lotus pond suddenly look up.

Under the messy black hair that covered most of his face, a pair of pure black and lifeless ghost eyes suddenly met Jiang Yuan's gaze.

In an instant.

Eyes facing each other.

Did he see me?

The young man lying beside the lotus pond felt his hair fluttering on his forehead, and his heart trembled. Stars flashed in his amber eyes. He subconsciously thought that the little devil saw him.

But he quickly realized that the kid was not looking at him.

But the sky.

To be precise, it is the dome of purgatory, the world above the abyss.

Jiang Yuan suddenly had an idea and instantly understood what the kid was doing.

However, this goal was too bold and completely beyond the capabilities of ordinary evil ghosts, making Jiang Yuan more curious about this little ghost.

At this time, the young ghosts died or escaped, and the life and death competition was over. The students withdrew their gaze, but found that Jiang Yuan was staring at one place, watching with great interest.

"Boss, what are you looking at?"

Yu Sinian squeezed next to Jiang Yuan, followed his gaze, and saw the little ghost and his tower.

The kid only rested for a short while and is now continuing to move stones and build the black tower.

Yu Sinian: "This kid is quite interesting. He can even build a house."

"Let me see." Luo Zhuying moved to the other side of Jiang Yuan:

"Indeed, she is a little thin, but she has a fairly regular appearance. Among this pile of rubbish, she must be a stunning beauty."

Qiuci: "That building is solid, it shouldn't be a house."

"If it's not a house, then could it be repairing a tomb?" Quan Wuxia guessed and quickly denied it:

"No, ghosts shouldn't do things like offering sacrifices to the dead..."

Jin Ling asked: "What is he doing?"

"He is building a ladder to heaven." Jiang Yuan looked at the bottom of the pool and explained:

"He is building a very tall ladder, high enough to reach the dome of Purgatory."

Everyone was surprised: "Ah?!"

Quan Wuxia: "He...could it be that he wants to leave Purgatory?!"

"That's totally wrong." Qiu Ci said disdainfully:

"A lowly, dirty, low-level evil ghost like him shouldn't leave Purgatory. It will only cause trouble and chaos to the ghosts in other places."

"However, his spirit of bravely transcending class and taking action is commendable." Yu Sinian agreed and said:

"But it's still wishful thinking. There's no need to do that."

Crossing class?

wishful thinking?

Luo Zhuying glared at Young Master Yu unhappily.

But after thinking about it, he also disapproved of the little ghost's behavior.

"If he wants to build a ladder from Purgatory to climb up, he'd have to build at least a Himalaya. At his current speed, it's going to be difficult."

This was his judgment based on visual distance.

"And..." Quan Wuxia lowered his head and said with pity:

"Even if he did go up, he would have gone to the eighteenth level of hell. I just saw that it was full of sinners and ghosts being punished."

"Pulling out tongues, digging out hearts, sawing with knives, slow slicing, grinding with stones, it is better to soak in a sea of ​​blood than to be punished."

"That's too pitiful..."

Jin Ling showed reluctance: "I was striving upward with hope, eager to escape from purgatory, but I didn't know that the world above was a more terrifying place...

If he really went up there and saw the eighteen levels of hell, how desperate he would be. "

Everyone expressed either denial, pessimism, or sympathy towards the little ghost's climbing behavior.

"To us, hell is hell, but to him, hell may not be that bad. It is a purgatory that is less barbaric and a little more civilized. And the higher you go, the more civilized it is." Jiang Yuan said optimistically:

"As long as you have hope, you will always find a place to stay."

My friends beg to differ.

Yu Sinian: "Boss, are you giving us chicken soup?"

Jiang Yuan smiled and said, "I guess so."

He turned his head and looked at the little devil again, thinking secretly:

Maybe, he and I will get along well.

Because they are also outliers in the group.

When Jiang Yuan was five years old, he once crushed to death with his bare hands a sect leader who had transformed into a two-headed black snake and was thicker than his arm.

He was happy about it, and walked out of the game smugly to show off to his mother.

But his mother looked very worried and told him not to tell anyone else about it.

Jiang Yuan was very confused about this at the time.

Until he grew up, he found that unlike his love for games, the people around him were actually afraid of, terrified of, and even hated games.

In order to prevent others from scaring him and treating him as an alien, he could only hide this thought and try to be a human being.

Jiang Yuan saw in this little kid the same loneliness that was very similar to his own, the loneliness that would never be recognized by his own kind.

Perhaps it was for this reason that he was eager to leave Purgatory...

Suddenly, Jiang Yuan focused his eyes and found something strange under the stone tower that the little ghost was about to pass by.

Oops!

dangerous!

However, the clever little devil was unaware of this and was about to pick up a new stone from the sea of ​​blood.

Then the students saw that when the little ghost walked towards the sea of ​​blood, eight adult evil ghosts with muscles and scars rushed out from behind the stone tower and grabbed the unaware little ghost.

Fortunately, the little ghost reacted quickly and used its sharp nails to directly scratch the hand that was holding it. The big ghost felt pain and the little ghost took the opportunity to escape.

Just as he was speeding up and about to jump into the sea of ​​blood---!!!

A big ghost that had been lying in ambush in a stone pestle nearby suddenly rushed out and kicked him to the shore.

The little ghost was soon surrounded by a group of big ghosts, who kept beating and tearing the poor little ghost apart as if they were here for revenge.

The kid struggled hard, baring his teeth, but it only brought more violence.

In the chaos, black blood splattered everywhere.

An old ghost grabbed the little ghost by the hair, and another ghost rushed over from a long distance and kicked the little ghost in the stomach as if for fun.

The skinny kid wailed and was kicked away, hitting the bottom of the triangular building and knocking away several important supporting stones.

“--------!!!”

The triangular stone tower, as tall as a flagpole, shook slightly a few times.

The little ghost, covered in black blood, lay on the ground and looked back in despair.

Then he watched helplessly as the stone tower lost its balance and the stones below began to disintegrate and collapse bit by bit.

One...

Two...

Three or four...

Six...

Eight, nine, ten...!!

Until it could no longer hold on and collapsed.

Those stones that the little ghost had carefully selected and brought with great effort turned into a rainstorm and all poured towards the poor little ghost.

"-------------!!!!!!"

In an instant, smoke and dust rose up.

The eight big ghosts escaped from the smoke and dust, then faced the direction where the little ghost was buried, holding their stomachs and laughing loudly.

Jin Ling hesitated and asked, "So is he...dead?"

Qiuci: "...Yes...right."

Yu Sinian shook his head: "What a pity, I was born in such a barbaric place."

Luo Zhuying was very dissatisfied: "Tsk, if it were me, I would have to die together with those guys."

Quan Wuxia noticed that Jiang Yuan was very quiet. He turned around and saw the young man looking at the lotus pond, his eyes searching around as if he was looking for something.

"Boss, are you looking for something?"

Jiang Yuan came back to his senses and said, "It's okay, I'll just take a look."

By the way, let's see if there is any way to save that little ghost.

Sudden.

"-----Boom-----"

The clear and loud sound of wooden fish knocking came from the opposite side of the lotus pond.

The lotus leaves that had been opened, as if receiving an order, all closed again and stuck back to the surface of the pond, covering up the scene in purgatory.

Only then did everyone come back to their senses.

Jin Ling asked: "What...what happened?"

Quan Wuxia stretched out his hand and subconsciously protected her.

Just then, someone in the crowd shouted.

"Hurry... look!!! Look across the pond!!!"

Following the conversation, everyone looked towards the other side of the lotus pond, and saw the misty clouds dissipate, and the tall figure opposite the lotus pond gradually revealed its true form.

They thought it was a mountain.

Until a huge and solemn figure appeared on the top of the golden hundred-foot staircase.

The teachers and students who had originally calmed down could no longer remain calm when they saw the towering giant.

The giant sat cross-legged on the glittering lotus throne.

He was as tall as a six-story teaching building, wearing a golden robe, with hair in a spiral bun, kind eyes, and a gentle glow all over his body.

His slender eyebrows were slightly opened, overlooking the countless people below.

No introduction was needed; everyone present recognized his identity.

“It’s… it’s Buddha!!!”

A female director who believed in Buddhism quickly took out the jade Buddha pendant that had been hanging around her neck and said happily:

"That's great, that's great, it's... Buddha! It's Tathagata Buddha! Amitabha, Amitabha, Buddha bless us, we are saved!!"

"Buddha... Buddha, help us, please save us!!!"

"Grandpa Tathagata, help us! We accidentally fell here!!"

As the saying goes, when you are in trouble, go to the Buddha. This is a truth that the famous Monkey King and the Great Sage Equaling Heaven both agree on.

All the teachers and students in the school were extremely excited and asked the Buddha for help, describing their unfortunate experience of falling into the extinction game.

"------Dong------"

The sound of the holy wooden fish.

"Don't panic, kids."

The Sanskrit sounds entered their ears, and the minds of the panicked teachers and students calmed down and listened to the Buddha's teachings.

Then, the amiable Buddha on the stage said something startling:

"I am the master of this game."