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

The raging fire cooks the peaches, and the sun's rays burn the forest.

The giant peach trees that had stood for eons were being entangled, swallowed up, and turned into charcoal one by one by the Samadhi Fire Dragon.

The heat waves rolled in, and the huge, tender and juicy human-faced peach was burned by the white flames, making its expression distorted and hideous. It screamed silently in despair, and a faint smell of burnt meat could be smelled.

The towering white walls blocked the eruption of rage, confined the disaster within the walls, and protected other living beings.

On the top of Tianshan Mountain, a dazzling white lotus bloomed, black smoke filled the sky, and it burned without distinguishing day or night, like the beginning of a doomsday catastrophe.

In order to let all the gods in the sky eat the ripest peaches, the enthusiastic Jiang Shenzi directly commanded Xiao Yuer to burn the entire Peach Garden.

It can be said to be extremely thoughtful.

Even the God of Land had to say "Fuck" several times. He was so anxious that he jumped back into the ground, packed up his bags and fled.

But setting fire is fun for a while, but escaping from the crematorium is the best way.

Because the wildfire burned so fiercely and quickly, the players had to escape in a very embarrassing way.

Finally, still relying on the chief officer's cheating bubble, the group floated off the ground and successfully reached the thick fat cloud.

But what awaits them here is not escape, but a more bizarre and sticky experience.

Previously, the fat worm was discharged from the clouds through a crack, but after searching for a long time at the bottom of the clouds, no trace of the entrance was found.

Fortunately, Jiang Yuan was prepared for this and clapped his hands:

"Sir, above."

"Ah."

The long-haired executive waved his magic spell and summoned the five fairy heads that Jiang Yuan had cut off before. Together with the one that Huo Zian had cut off, there were a total of six huge and beautiful fairy heads. They were wrapped in bubbles and neatly stacked under the clouds.

Sensing the master's breath, a tiny crack appeared at the bottom of the cloud, leaking out a meaty stench, allowing entry.

At this moment, the test of the players' psychological quality reaches its peak.

The bubbles wrapped the players and squeezed into the sticky, hot, seafood-smelling, fat-covered, blood-throbbing flesh in an orderly manner.

Especially under the lubrication of orange-yellow oil, the process of the bubbles entering is so silky that it makes your scalp tingle, as if you are experiencing a reverse pregnancy.

"vomit......"

Even with the protection of the bubbles, the dark pink flesh wall that was so close to their faces still made several passengers feel nauseous.

"Don't be disgusted. We have bubble protection now, which is already very good."

Captain Wu, in order to comfort others, brought up a past event.

"Our team 7 entered a dangerous door. It was inside a bloated sewer rat. We fought with the roundworms, parasites, its babies, and a bunch of uncensored things in its stomach, all the way from the throat to the end of the large intestine. Guess where we ended up leaving the game?"

Man in windbreaker: “Ugh!!!”

Fatty Zhang cursed: "Stop talking! I'm going to puke! Ugh!!"

Captain Wu and his team members: "......"

Soon, the bubbles squeezed out of the stuffy passage smoothly like a hen laying eggs and entered the interior of the cloud.

Everyone thought that the food inside would be more spicy than outside, and they were all mentally prepared.

However, the inside and outside of the cloud are simply two different worlds.

The ground and walls were covered with a layer of soft, fine, rabbit-like white fur, which gave off a fresh scent of wheat, making the scattered skulls on the ground look cute.

The entire cloud cabin is about 100 square meters. At the front is a huge cloud screen, through which you can clearly see the scene outside the clouds. In front of the screen is an extra-large cockpit.

It was also covered with a layer of white fluff, but it had everything you need, including armchairs, a round steering wheel, brakes, accelerators, and a gear lever-like object. There was even an eye-shaped raised round screen that displayed a navigation map to Nantianmen.

Just because this is for the Fat Bug Fairy to drive, everything is seven or eight times larger than an ordinary cab.

Obviously, everyone needs to work together to open up the cloud.

Then the right to use the steering wheel becomes a big issue.

“Oh shit! This cloud ship has manual transmission! The screen is alive! So cool!!!”

"Passengers, please don't move! Driving is such an important matter, just leave it to our executive officers!"

"Serving the people is our responsibility and obligation!!!"

"No, no, no, you've worked hard, sirs. Leave the driving to us! You guys go and have a rest first!"

"Get out of the way!! Get out of the way! I'm the driving god of Akina Mountain! Let me take the helm!!!"

"Idiot, you have no hands anymore, open your grandma's hammer, let go, let me do it!!!"

The crowd that just called it disgusting, instantly became excited

Looking at this group of people coldly, who were hypocritical and fighting more and more fiercely, the chief officer stood aside with a calm look in his eyes, silently raising the Disaster Illusion.

The crowd suddenly became as quiet as a chicken.

Finally, after a fierce rock-paper-scissors competition, the players arranged the order in which to hold the steering wheel.

Ouyang Ming is first, and the other players cooperate with him by pressing the brakes, accelerator, gear changes, and giving directions. Anyone who makes trouble again will be deprived of the right to drive.

The passengers and executives, who disliked each other, temporarily reached a delicate harmony.

"puff----!"

After a startup sound with a strange smell, the fat cloud slowly rose and stumbled towards the South Gate of Heaven.

Jiang Yuan, for once, did not participate in this fight.

At the end of the empty cloud cabin, the white-haired Son of God, whose work clothes had several large cracks on the back, was lazily sitting cross-legged on the fluffy ground, with red lines crisscrossing between his palms to form an eight-pointed star.

Jiang Yuan held up the flower rope he had just turned over and asked the person opposite him, "Have you learned it?"

The uniformed girl with a short ponytail sat on the ground with her back straight, her hands on her thighs, and her eyes covered with a white veil. She shook her head at Jiang Yuan and said:

"Mr. Jiang, I can't see."

Jiang Yuan sighed and said disappointedly: "That's because you didn't put your heart into it."

Mo You: “…”

I don't think this should be the problem.

"Let me do it."

A familiar clear voice came between the two of them.

Mo Youru was as if she had been pardoned. Just as she was about to stand up to make room for her master, Jiang Yuan pressed her shoulders and made her sit back down.

"I'm having a great time playing with Xiao Moyou, so I won't bother you, sir." Jiang Yuan said to Yu Du without even raising his head.

Being rejected by his master, the long-haired young man was a little confused. Jiang Yuan then reminded him: "What if the boss can't beat me and wants to punish me?"

"Punishment?" After being surprised, Mo You disagreed:

"Master punished Mr. Jiang?"

Jiang Yuan: "Don't ask so many questions, kid."

As the saying goes, if you are patient, you will have peace; if you take a step back, you will get angrier.

Previously, Xiao Yu'er had bullied Jiang Yuan under the tree, which had been like a fishbone that had pierced Jiang Yuan's heart. Now that he had finished dealing with the peach forest and had some free time, the famously petty Son of God planned to settle the score.

Faced with the accusation, the long-haired young man resolutely admitted his mistake: "Sorry."

But what's the use of apologizing?

Shen Zi raised his eyebrows and said arrogantly: "If you promise not to punish me again, I might consider taking you out to play."

The long-haired executive officer had dark purple eyes. He lowered his head, straightened the cuffs of his uniform, and said in a deep voice:

"If you don't bring it, then you will be punished now."

As he spoke, he leaned forward, his long black hair falling down like rain, interlacing with his white hair, overlapping, getting closer and closer...

In broad daylight, in open space, how could we be bullied so blatantly?

He who knows the times is a hero, and the white-haired wimp immediately became timid.

"Play! Play! Play! Let's play!!!"

The sound of surrender woke up Old Lady Qi who was dozing off nearby. The old lady sat up, scratched her white curly hair, and asked in confusion:

"Hey? Where is the dog barking from?"

*

Yu Du sat upright on the ground with his back straight, exactly the same standard as Mo You.

Jiang Yuan, sitting opposite, had a casual posture, his five fingers flying, working as fiercely as a tiger, and soon he had made an extremely complicated and dazzling flower rope pattern with red spider silk.

Jiang Yuan stretched out his hands to Yu Du and said cunningly: "Come on, let's see how you can solve it."

Old Mrs. Qi's drooping eyelids slightly widened, her interest aroused: "Hey, wonderful, wonderful! Young man, your translation is really interesting."

Mo You was curious: "Grandma Qi, what did Mr. Jiang build?"

Grandma Qi explained: "It may seem chaotic and messy, but in fact, it combines more than a thousand strange changes in the flower rope, combined with the current arrangement of heavenly stems and earthly branches. The most ingenious thing is that each intersection corresponds to a star. If you want to crack it, you need to calculate the birth gate first..."

As he spoke, his five slender fingers with distinct joints covered the back of his hand and crossed the red line.

The young man's fingertips rubbed across the master's fingers, and after a few interweavings, he solved the mystery, simplifying it like Tai Chi, and gave Jiang Yuan the simplest double cross pattern.

Yu Du: “Okay.”

The whole process takes less than three seconds.

Mo You was puzzled: "Grandma Qi, what's wrong?"

Old Mrs. Qi: “…”

Forget it, just think of it as an old lady who just farted.