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

Hearing the dwarf claiming to be a god, Jiang Yuan suddenly stopped.

"you are God?"

"Of course, if you are not a god, how could you possibly live here for over 600 years? I advise you...!"

"Great! It's God!"

Jiang Yuan waved his atheism and said excitedly: "Open your mouth! Take my spear!"

He really wants to test the power of this spear!

dwarf:"!!!!!"

Just when Atheism was about to chop the dwarf in half, Yu Du acted in time, grabbed Jiang Yuan's wrist and stopped the killing.

"Not urgent."

Yu Du advised: "Leave a clue and ask about it."

The killing stopped and Jiang Yuan wilted instantly.

"Hey......"

He lamented like a salted fish and leaned on Yu Du's shoulder.

But even though his eyelids drooped, the murderous intent in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest, like a vicious cat ready to pounce, scaring the dwarf so much that he took two steps back.

Yu Du leaned over and asked, "What kind of god are you? Why are you trapped here?"

Seeing that the long-haired monk had a good attitude, the dwarf calmed down a little and said with his neck stiff, "I... I am the most powerful general under the God of Yuanchu, the God of War known as Marshal Sansheng...!"

Before he could finish, Jiang Yuan thrust the tip of his spear at his throat again and said to Yu Du, "This fellow is dishonest. Kill him."

The dwarf immediately broke out in a sweat and could only shout:

"In fact, I am just a short-haired god who is in charge of washing pots in the fire department of Marshal San Sheng under Yuan Shen. It was only because I accidentally ran into Danlin Taisui when I was out and about six hundred years ago and was swallowed alive by him that I barely survived until now!"

Although this experience is not glorious, it is the truth.

The problem is, they didn’t know each other at all, so how did this white-haired guy see through his lies?

The dwarf-haired god was curious and looked up cautiously, only to find that the ferocious white-haired man had a handsome face when he was calm, and he looked more and more familiar.

Could this be! ?

He wiped his eyes three times, walked forward in disbelief, stared at Jiang Yuan, and said devoutly with sobs: "You... No, are you a descendant of the Yuanchu God?"

"Oh?"

Jiang Yuan raised his eyebrows: "How did you figure that out?"

“Although I am humble, I was fortunate enough to witness the true appearance of the Yuanshen during the war a hundred years ago.”

"Although I only saw him from a distance, I still remember his unprecedented and stunning appearance and the divine pressure during the battle. You are about 60% similar to him. You must be a descendant of the Yuanshen!"

Jiang Yuan nodded: "He is my father."

"I knew it, I knew it! You are indeed the Son of God!!"

The short haired god was so happy that his hair stood on end. He looked at Yu Du and asked, "Who is this...?"

Yu Du: "Servant, Yu Du."

"As expected of a servant of the Son of God, you are majestic and calm, handsome and a man of talent!"

After the short-haired god finished praising him, his eyes sparkled and he said with hope, "Could it be that the Primordial Spirit remembered me and sent the Son of God and the Servant of God to take me back?"

"No."

Jiang Yuan blinked and said very frankly: "My father died a long time ago. We were framed and swallowed by Danlin Taisui. Meeting you was purely a coincidence."

Dwarf Hair God: “….”

"fine."

Fearing that the pot-washer who had been trapped for six hundred years would be sad, Jiang Yuan comforted him:

"Even if he were alive, he would have no time to care about you, so whether he's dead or alive has no effect on you."

"...No...This is impossible!"

The pupils of the short haired god trembled, and he retorted: "The Yuanshen is the foundation of this world, the rules, and the root of all things. If he dies, this world will no longer exist! What's more, he was born before death, so he can never die!"

Jiang Yuan folded his hands, raised his eyebrows and said: "If he is so powerful, why did he allow the evil god and Danlin Taisui to cause chaos?"

Dwarf Hair God: “…”

Jiang Yuan: "You left such a good subordinate like you trapped here for six hundred years without doing anything?"

Dwarf Hair God: “…”

Bang---!

The cruel truth of his idol's sudden death shattered the dwarf god's heart. He fell straight to the ground and became stiff as a hairy tombstone.

Jiang·The Culprit·Yuan scratched his head and wondered: "Xiao Yu'er, what happened to him?"

Yu Du: "Maybe he has a stomachache."

While the Washing Pot God was heartbroken, Jiang Yuan and Yu Du groped around the bone house, looking for clues.

Just as Jiang Yuan was squatting on the ground asking about the mushroom, Yu Du made a discovery.

"Master, this way."

Jiang Yuan walked over and saw a separate space enclosed by a fence in the shadow on the right side of the bone hut.

The young man stood inside and pulled off the tattered leather cloth covering the stomach wall, revealing a large piece of rotten flesh.

This piece of rotten stomach wall was the size of a double-door refrigerator. It was completely different from the surrounding stomach walls. It was bubbling with black pus like a muddy swamp and emitting bursts of pungent sour odor.

Jiang Yuan's eyes suddenly lit up.

This is.....

Stomach! Ulcer!

The mucosal layer and muscle layer of the stomach wall here have been destroyed, leaving only a layer of rotten outer membrane bubbling. The tissue strength has been reduced by about 80%, which is an excellent breakthrough point!

"Good pot-scrubber, there really is something wrong."

Jiang Yuan grabbed the heartbroken dwarf god and interrogated him, "Tell me, why did you hide this stomach ulcer? Why didn't you punch it through and get out? Did you stay here on purpose?"

"It's unfair, Master Shenzi!"

The short haired god was still immersed in sorrow, and he lamented, "If I could get out, I would have done it long ago. It's not that I don't want to do it, but this piece of rotten meat cannot be touched."

Jiang Yuan: "Oh?"

The dwarf-haired god lowered his head and talked about how the ulcer was created.

"You two may not know that this bone I used to build my house was there before I came here. It is inserted into the stomach wall, which is stable and can resist the erosion of stomach acid. I am alive today only because of it."

"A hundred years ago, rotten flesh the size of a fingernail grew on the edge of this bone. Over time, it slowly became like this."

It seems that the Danlin Tai Sui eats too well and too high-quality food, which leads to indigestion, Jiang Yuan thought.

The short-haired god continued, “Over the years, other people occasionally come in, and at the peak, there are as many as nine people living here together.

But one day, a few palace maids slapped the rotten meat with their hands while playing, which immediately caused a huge acid surge. The surrounding stomach walls vibrated and closed. The people present had no time to take shelter, and all the meat was digested on the spot, leaving no bone residue.

Although I have a divine body, I was soaked in stomach acid for five days and five nights, which was worse than death. It was simply...unbearable to look back on, so I covered it up to avoid being touched by accident again. "

Yu Du analyzed: "It's the stomach spasm caused by the ulcer being stimulated."

Jiang Yuan clapped his hands and decided: "Okay, let's start from here!"

"What!?"

The short haired god was so frightened that he blew his beard and glared, and hurriedly tried to stop him:

"No, no, absolutely not! You just came in, don't go there to commit suicide! Lord Son of God, Lord Servant of God, you really, really can't touch this place! You will die!"

"Don't worry."

Jiang Yuan patted the short hair god on the shoulder and said happily:

"I am the only son of the original spirit in heaven and on earth, the Lord of the Last Law Church, I burned the Heavenly Palace above and killed the King of Hell below, and I can also blow up the Security Department in between. I am the well-deserved nemesis of the sect leader, I have been redeemed in two lives, and I am the strongest fisherman on earth, Jiang Yuan! This little parasitic god is definitely not my opponent if he doesn't use tricks!"

After hearing this series of titles, coupled with an appearance similar to that of the original spirit, the dwarf-haired god was stunned.

“It’s going to be a little shaky next.”

Jiang Yuan was eager to try and said, "Little Maotuan, you go back first and leave the rest to us."

At this point, the dwarf god could no longer persuade him, so he could only say take care and then went back into the house.

With a clear direction, Jiang Yuan is no longer depressed.

His attention was focused on the ulcer with black bubbles. After thinking for a moment, he gestured to Yu Du:

"Xiao Yu'er, the two of us can just make a V-shaped wound here, one on the left and one on the right. Add the force of the stomach cramps and contractions, and we can quickly tear a hole big enough for a person to pass through!"

If such a large gastric ulcer were to burst instantly, how painful it would be for Danlin Taisui? Jiang Yuan was so excited just thinking about it.

Looking at Jiang Yuan, who was grinning with joy and looked like his prank was about to succeed, Yu Du's purple eyes lit up slightly. His face remained calm, but joy rose in his heart.

"As ordered."