I am at the highest level, living a life of eating and waiting to die in the fairy world of supernat

When the female blacksmith saw her ten hammers being hammered into ashes, she handed over the roast duck that had just been made with trembling hands.

Now that Gu Jiu was rich, he left behind a gold ingot and sighed, "Beauty, if you weren't a blacksmith, but a duck seller, bah, you'd definitely have better business than this."

The female blacksmith looked at Gu Jiu, her eyes moistened instantly, and said, "I have wanted to open a roast duck restaurant since I was a child, but my mother wanted me to inherit her craft."

Gu Jiu patted her shoulder and consoled her, "It's been delayed, it's been delayed. Why would anyone who wants to learn how to operate an excavator go to Beida Jade Bird?"

After saying this, Gu Jiu lay on Xiao Hui's back and walked away, leaving only a lazy shadow lying there for everyone.

At this time, many people had already started talking about it.

"He is Gu Jiu! Gu Jiu from Qingliu Academy!"

"The Gu Jiu who helped Senior Sister with the ghost face scene?"

"That's right. I heard that Qingliu Academy made it into the top 50 at the Beixue Ming Festival this time, and their ranking is almost catching up with Qingxi Academy."

"Look at how Immortal Gu Jiu was forging iron just now. He is truly a handsome man, a rare talent. How can this academy not rise to prominence?"

"Ahem, that's enough. Everyone has left. It's useless to flatter me no matter how loudly you flatter me."

"So what! Even if I die and am buried in the earth, I will still shout with my decaying voice, Qingliu Academy is awesome!"

……

Gu Jiu got the storage bracelet and returned to Qingliu Academy while eating roast duck.

The moment he entered the academy, he suddenly signaled Xiao Hui to stop. Then, looking at the wooden plaque with a clear crack, he wondered, "Why does it look like it's been chopped? Could someone be using this thing for firewood?"

Gu Jiu remembered that the wooden plaque was old, but it was not cracked.

But these are all trivial matters. After watching for a while, Gu Jiu didn't care much and continued to walk inside.

Looking at the bracelet in his hand, Gu Jiu was quite satisfied.

This thing must not be seen by the naughty child Xiaoqi, otherwise she will think she has spent money to buy jewelry.

Although women are strong in this world, jewelry is generally exclusive to women, otherwise he would look like a sissy.

That night, a bunch of white hairs grew out of the crack in the wooden plaque. From a distance, it looked like some kind of animal was hiding inside.

The fluff grew more and more, until it stretched the wooden plaque to the point of breaking it in two.

At this time, the white hair began to turn red, as if it was soaked in blood.

After a stick of incense burned, a bloody centipede crawled out from the crack in the wooden plaque.

The centipede fell to the ground and looked very small at first, but soon began to grow larger, like a raft that continued to absorb water and expand.

When it became about half the length and width of a person, it suddenly shook its body, and then its densely packed eyes suddenly opened.

Human eyes!

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Chapter 5 I will form the head

Mingshan has become lifeless again since the end of the Beixue Ming Club.

Apart from the guards and tea masters who specialize in looking after snow tea, there is usually no one to be seen in the vast Ming Mountain.

Inside the mountain, the wooden house with a huge sword mark on it was still there.

Someone lit another candle in the house, and the flickering candlelight made the tragic scene inside the house particularly clear.

The huge red faces with big mouths were now broken, and the house was no longer as clean as new, but covered with dust.

Thick dust fell on these strange faces, making them look dead, like pieces of rotten meat abandoned in a vegetable market.

There was another layer under the house. The tables that were originally covered with red clothes were now exposed. The red clothes fell to the ground and were also covered with dust.

Those red faces that looked particularly scary had now turned a little black, with their mouths wide open and covered in dust, like a bunch of dead strange fish.

In fact, they are indeed "dead".

Without the old woman's feeding, they would not last more than three days and would immediately fall into a state of suspended animation.

At this moment, a sudden cat meow was heard in the room.

A fat black wild cat suddenly came in, looking at those strange fat heads with confusion in its eyes.

In the eyes of this wild cat, these strange heads really look like fish heads, and they also have a fishy smell, which is exactly what it likes.

But this wild cat is also an old cat. It may have eaten more fish than its descendants have washed their faces, so it can be considered experienced.

But even it cannot tell the types of these "fish".

The old black cat, whose fur had turned somewhat white, thought for a while, and finally, unable to resist the temptation of the fishy smell, jumped onto one of the tables.

Looking at the "fish head" as big as a washbasin, the wild cat hesitated for a moment, then stretched out its claws and dug out one of the eyeballs with a click.

The face was very big, but the eyes were only as big as a slit, but the wild cat still dug out its eyeballs with its skillful techniques.

This eyeball had a strong fishy smell, which made the wild cat drool.

At this moment, there was a crisp sound of "crackling". What was bitten to pieces was not the eyeball that had been dug out, but the head of the wild cat.

The big fish head woke up at some point and bit the wild cat to death with its mouth.

The wild cat's head was bitten off, and it didn't even have time to scream. The hair on its headless body exploded and arched, looking full of aggression, but it was no longer of any use at this moment.

After the one-eyed big-faced creature chewed up the cat's head, it stuck its head out of the hole in the table again and put the rest of the wild cat's body into its mouth.

The whole house was filled with the sound of flesh and bones being crushed, which was creepy.

Fortunately, there is no one here, so there is no need to be creepy.

After the big head ate the whole cat, it twisted its head and pulled its bloody-looking body out of the table.

It picked up a red dress from the ground and put it on, its shoulders hunched, its face looking like a pancake hanging around its neck, as it walked inside.

When he reached the end of the room, the man in red robe kicked a piece of wood to pieces, then walked in with his head bent.

Is there any space under the second floor of this wooden house?

There was still a set of creaking wooden stairs, and at the end of the stairs was a room with the same layout. On two rows of tables, there were a lot of strange big faces.

These heads are facing upwards, as if looking up at the stars, or it feels like the legendary "looking up at the stars" dish.

The one-eyed man in red robe continued walking and kicked away another wooden board at the end of the room.

Then there was the same set of wooden stairs and a room.

Each room is a repetition of the previous floor, seemingly endless.

Until the man in red robe walked to about the seventeenth floor, which was the eighteenth floor underground of the wooden house, he saw that there was no wooden board at the end of the house, only a wall.

There is a mural on the wall, which looks very bright, as if the painter had just painted it with blood.

The painting depicts a deep pool with turbid yellow water, like an endless abyss.

On the surface of the pool, there were heads with big mouths floating, which looked exactly like the big heads on the table.

And on a rock above the pool of water, sat a huge man in a red robe.

The entire body of this red-robed man was covered in the red robe, with no skin visible. It was as if he himself was a bloody abyss, or just a piece of clothing.

At this moment, the big-headed monster in the mural suddenly raised his thin right hand and stabbed!

There was a sound of "click", and its right hand pierced into its chest, and then bright blood quickly flowed out of its red robe.

The red-robed man held his own blood and pressed it on the mural.

Almost at the same time, the big head floating on the water in the mural began to "move".

They kept opening and closing their mouths, looking like strange fish that were short of oxygen.

Not long after, the big head on the table at the bottom also started to move.

Their mouths opened and closed, exactly as in the mural.

As if some ancient ritual had been activated, more and more big heads began to move.

It spread from the lower level to the upper level, so that the heads of the entire eighteen underground levels were gasping with their mouths open.

At this moment, the entire mural looked like a lake with raindrops falling on it, causing ripples.

All the red clothes on the entire eighteenth underground floor suddenly flew into the air with a swish, and then tangled together, looking like some kind of restricted scene.

Soon, after a fierce battle, a new-looking red robe appeared suspended in the air.

Then, a shrill voice came out of the mouth of the big-headed monster on the eighteenth floor - "I will form the head!"

Soon, the heads on the eighteenth floor were twisted together, as if blood and flesh were fighting each other on the ground, with blood and flesh flying everywhere.

Finally, a big head that looked like a tumor, with six noses, ten eyes, twelve ears, and ten mouths appeared.

The tumor-like head fell on top of the red robe, and then the red robe floated to the upper level.

"I'll form the breasts!"

"I'll form the arms!"

"I'll form the abdomen!"

……

There was constant fighting and shouting. Finally, when the red clothes came to the ground, a terrible creature that looked like it was covered with tumors appeared.

The red clothes began to grow and become larger until they completely enveloped the tumors, leaving no trace exposed. It looked exactly like the red-robed man in the mural.

The old woman's flattened body was still embedded in the soil and had already rotted away.

The giant red-robed man looked at the corpse, and suddenly many voices emerged from his body - "Mother! I will avenge you!"

The sound echoed in the empty mountain, sounding like bursts of ghost cries.

Chapter 6: Half-Broken Buddha Statue

On the seventh day after returning, Xiaoqi got up early in the morning and was shocked to find that the water in his fish pond was gone.

The few remaining grass carps were stuck to the bottom of the pond and had already turned into dead fish.

As the owner of the pond, Xiaoqi still felt a little sad.

She had originally used her sword to create this pond, thinking that she could catch some fish every summer and have fresh fish to eat all year round. However, she had not expected the water in the pond to be gone.

It turned out that the spring at the bottom of the pond had "died" in the past two days, and now only a string of white bubbles came out, which looked like a person foaming at the mouth before dying.

The soil here is leaking water, the spring has died, and the fish pond has naturally dried up.

Xiao Qi was there regretting his own pond; Gu Jiu finished making tea and lay on the rattan chair, enjoying a leisurely day; while Su Ying walked around the fish pond.

Finally, she stopped, pointed in a certain direction, and said to Xiao Qi beside her: "Xiao Qi, look what's over there?"

Xiao Qi followed Su Ying's gaze, took several steps back, and quickly covered his flat chest and said, "Why do I feel like it's a human head?"

Seeing this, Su Ying comforted him, "Don't be afraid, Xiao Qi, it's fake, it should be a piece of stone."

I saw a vague spherical shape in the mud on the lower side of the fish pond.

After hearing the noise here, Gu Jiu immediately became interested and walked over.

Among them, he has the highest realm, Su Ying is second, and Xiao Qi is the last, so their vision is also ranked in this order.

Gu Jiu looked at the "head" covered in mud and raised an eyebrow, saying, "Why does it feel like a Buddha's head?"

Even though the surface of this thing was covered with mud, Gu Jiu still recognized that it was a Buddha head.

There are very few normal Buddha statues in the world. He has only seen one in all these years, and it was under the roots of the big tree in Taohua Temple. He remembers it clearly.

After suddenly discovering that this Buddha head was somewhat similar to that Buddha, Gu Jiu actually developed a sense of favor towards it.

Yes, there are already too many deformed Buddha statues in this world. Now, finally one with a normal-looking outline has appeared. How can it not be pleasing to the eye?

Xiaoqi and Suying have a vague concept of Buddha statues because since they were born, the most popular deity worshipped in the Tang Dynasty has been Guanyin.

It is said that the empress started a large-scale construction project years ago and wanted to build a thousand-foot-tall Guanyin statue outside the city of Galan. She has recruited 100,000 people, but it is unknown what her purpose is.

Today, the temples of the Tang Dynasty are in decline, and the Buddha statues in those dilapidated temples are mostly strange in shape, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

As for this Buddha head that might be pleasing to the eye, Gu Jiu was somewhat interested and couldn't help but ask, "Sister Xiaoqi, can you take it out and let me see it?"

Xiao Qi pouted immediately, put her hands on her hips and asked, "Why me again?"