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

But this is not a problem for Gu Jiu. His vital energy is inexhaustible. What he needs to consider now is to control the fire and not burn through the pot.

Not long after, the water in the pot boiled, and the dried meat churned in the water, becoming much softer and emitting bursts of meaty aroma.

Gu Jiu hadn't eaten like this for many days, so he quickly started eating with the hot soup.

When he finished the broth, he felt extremely satisfied, so he lay down.

Lying down anywhere is lying down. For Gu Jiu, an expert in lying down, his current lying position is very comfortable and suitable for sleeping, but he did not fall asleep because he still wanted to see what was in the dark night.

As snowflakes fell outside, darkness quickly enveloped the city.

Gu Jiu noticed a detail, that is, the night here comes slower.

The night in the Tang Dynasty came in the blink of an eye, but not here.

Gu Jiu could even easily see the sky gradually darkening, just like ink spreading in water.

Along with the darkness came the inky fog.

If the clouds and mist before did not flow, then the fog in this dark night seemed a little violent.

They came rolling in like surging waves.

In Gu Jiu's sight, the dead tree outside the house was swallowed by the fog in an instant, and then began to shake, as if there was a strong wind blowing inside.

Finally, the fog became thicker and thicker, until it became like a quagmire, and the sky and the earth became dark.

In this darkness, even Gu Jiu's eyesight could only see a few feet away, which was less than one percent of that in the ordinary world.

Gu Jiu looked at all this and couldn't help but sigh: "So this is what the dark night is like."

Yes, in Yang's world, the night is at most without light, but the night here is like a quagmire, swallowing up everything.

Gu Jiu discovered that the fog, as thick as ink, stopped in front of the temple door and no longer invaded.

So the inside and outside of this house are like two different worlds.

By now, Gu Jiu finally began to understand the meaning of the sentence "The dark night of the underworld is full of fear, and only under the tiles can one get a moment of peace."

Not long after, a series of clicking sounds were heard in the thick darkness, as if someone was moving forward.

"Is there anyone?" Gu Jiu raised his eyebrows.

The clattering sound of footsteps was a bit heavy, as if someone was carrying a heavy object weighing hundreds of pounds.

The wind began to blow outside, making the old doors and windows of the temple rattle. Gu Jiu could even see hideous faces appearing in the thick darkness.

These faces appear so fleetingly that it is difficult to tell whether they are illusions or not.

Just as Gu Jiu was watching all this coldly and feeling a little sleepy, a woman's singing voice suddenly floated out from the darkness.

The singing is very soft, gentle and very pleasant to listen to. You may even involuntarily imagine a beautiful singer or a beautiful mermaid singing in the moonlight.

Gu Jiu stood up and reached his hand into the fog outside the doorway. He found that the black fog was really like a quagmire and was actually stirred up by his palm.

Listening to the singing and footsteps outside, and looking at the faces that appeared and disappeared from time to time, Gu Jiu couldn't help but sigh: "This night is really lively."

He decided to go out and have a look.

It was definitely not because the song was beautiful and easily associated with beautiful women, but because he had a desire to explore.

The night is long, and it is definitely the desire to explore that is at work.

Who says lazy people have no desire to explore?

Gu Jiu walked into the inky night. Inside the house, the pitch-black sculpture still stood there, but at some point, the eyes on its arms and neck opened.

Chapter 6 What the hell is this?

The dark night in the underworld is full of all kinds of mysteries and is very lively. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the underworld.

However, when Gu Jiu heard the overly pleasant singing, he decided to go out and take a look.

He wanted to see who, or what "person" could make such a beautiful sound.

The voices of the people around Gu Jiu are all very nice. Su Ying is gentle, Xiao Qi is lively, Liu Wan is charming, and Wang Feixi is sweet...

But even after hearing so many beautiful voices, the female singing coming from the darkness still attracted his attention.

The singing was so ethereal, with a kind of fairy-like aura that made people dream about it.

Gu Jiu walked into the darkness outside the house, as if he was swallowed by a huge monster.

He soon discovered that although the darkness was as thick as a quagmire, it did not affect his movements at all, and was very similar to the clouds and fog in the daytime.

In the darkness, the heavy footsteps became clearer and clearer, as if they were right behind him.

It seemed as if something was swimming in the darkness, stirring up this quagmire-like place.

Gu Jiu narrowed his eyes slightly and used his eyesight to the maximum.

In this case, his field of vision expanded a little bit.

Gu Jiu walked through the temple courtyard and out of the broken wall. In his sight, the entire deserted city seemed to be in a dark storm.

At this point, the ethereal singing became clearer. Gu Jiu ignored the footsteps behind him and the things surging in the dark, and walked straight forward.

He moved forward not slowly, but with light steps, like a ghost stalking in the dark.

As the singing got closer, Gu Jiu found himself near the temple that had been crushed by the strange fish.

In the darkness, the broken temple still looks majestic and cold, especially the outline formed by the strange fish embedded in it, which gives it a sense of desolation like an ancient epic.

At this moment, scarlet tentacles emerged from the rotten flesh of the strange fish again.

Those tentacles spread outward, swaying in a somewhat weird manner, like seaweed growing wildly on the seabed.

In this quagmire-like night, these bright red tentacles are quite eye-catching.

Black and red intertwined, like an abstract painting from a madman.

Soon, the strange fish suddenly began to swing its tail again.

Gu Jiu remembered very clearly that this strange fish was dead during the day, so why did it move again?

The ground shook, the gravel began to jump, and the bright red tentacles swayed more violently, like burning flames.

Obviously, the inky night has brought some changes to the fish.

Like resurrection?

Gu Jiu ignored the "resurrecting" fish because he didn't want to meddle in other people's business.

A saint has to travel a long way to find the sea of ​​suffering, which is very tiring.

The ethereal singing voice fell into his ears at this moment, and it was like heavenly music.

If the initial singing reminded him of a beautiful singer singing under the moonlight, or a mermaid singing charmingly on the shore, then the singing now was like that of a fairy from the ninth heaven. It would not be an exaggeration to say that the lingering sound lingered in his ears for three days.

Gu Jiu walked around the temple and got closer and closer to the beautiful singing. At this moment, he suddenly found that the sound of footsteps behind him became more frequent and approached him directly.

Gu Jiu looked up and saw a head covered with fleshy whiskers poking down from above.

The head is not small, about the size of a truck head. The whiskers on the surface look like a beard at first glance, making the face look particularly old. However, whiskers are still whiskers after all, and when they swing, they naturally become particularly hideous and weird.

Facing this huge head as big as a truck, Gu Jiu put his fingers together as a sword and shot out a green sword energy upwards.

There was an extremely dull sound in the air, like the sound of a knife blade rolling in flesh.

Soon, the huge head disappeared into the darkness, along with the sound of heavy footsteps.

Gu Jiu let out a long breath and looked much more relaxed.

This thing is very strong, just a little bit weaker than him.

But now it seems that this thing is very afraid of death.

If the other party is afraid of death, there is naturally no need to fight anymore.

Gu Jiu continued to walk towards where the singing came from.

In the inky darkness, he walked up a long flight of stairs, and then he found that a faint blue light suddenly appeared in front of him.

The faint blue light is faintly visible in the darkness, but it has a charming temperament.

Gu Jiu soon discovered that it was indeed the figure of a woman.

The woman was sitting on a rock with her back to him. Her light gauze dress looked as if it was woven from moonlight, and was very light and airy.

That beautiful figure exudes a faint halo, what else could it be but a fairy?

Gu Jiu had to admit that he was still attracted by the back view, especially after the other party sang such a charming voice.

Immediately afterwards, the darkness above Gu Jiu was stirred up by some huge object, forming a vortex.

Then he discovered that the strange fish that had died during the day was swimming above him, its tentacles surging, and its rotten fish eyes emitting a scarlet light, illuminating the front a little.

At this moment, the first thing that came to Gu Jiu’s mind was submarine.

The night here is like the deep sea, and this strange fish emitting scarlet light is a submarine swimming in it.

Soon, the strange fish fell down, but it did not fall apart, but landed smoothly.

It landed not far in front of the woman and stopped moving. Even the blood-red tentacles on its body became quiet.

It felt as if it was soothed by the ethereal and beautiful singing.

As a result, Gu Jiu couldn't help but become more interested in this fairy.

He lightly tapped the ground with his right foot, and his body floated towards the rock where the woman was like a fallen leaf.

With a light sound, Gu Jiu landed gently on the rock, and the singing fairy was now less than ten feet away from him.

Here, Gu Jiu could clearly see the other person's ink-black hair, the gauze skirt as transparent as moonlight, and the faint halo emanating from her snow-white skin.

Gu Jiu walked over and wanted to see what the other person looked like.

A gust of wind blew, ruffling the woman's ink-black hair, and Gu Jiu stopped.

He saw the other person's face and was shocked by how stunning it was.

How could this woman have two faces? No, three!

Yes, when the wind blew the woman's hair, what appeared in front of Gu Jiu was a head with three faces.

The other person had been covering his face with his hair, so Gu Jiu didn't notice it for a while.

At this time, the "fairy" turned around, and the three faces fell clearly into Gu Jiu's eyes.

Gu Jiu took several steps back, cursing countless times in his heart, "MMP big Sprite!"

The three faces were different, one male and one female, all with heavy makeup on, like actors in operas, appearing a little weird in the dark.

The gap is really too big. How come the nine-day fairy turned into a three-faced person?

More importantly, Gu Jiu discovered that the other person also had three breasts?

What the hell is this!

(PS: This book has over one million words. I finally got a recommendation and decided to push it down the list, so I have two chapters left until 12 o'clock in the evening. I will add three or four more chapters during the day tomorrow, so there will be five or six chapters on Monday.

Everyone has tickets and blades to vote now, especially for tomorrow's recommendation votes. I've been a bit lazy this month because of the pigeon meeting, but I'll be more diligent later.)

Chapter 7 Three-Faced Fairy

The "fairy" with three faces turned around and faced Gu Jiu, and the ethereal and beautiful singing voice came to an abrupt end.

Of these three faces, the one in the middle is a woman, who should look quite fairy-like, but in Gu Jiu's eyes, that powdered white face looks like the heroine in a cutout drama, a bit scary; and on the left is the face of a middle-aged man with heavy makeup, who looks like a pervert, and on the right is an old woman with deep wrinkles, who looks like a crumpled toad, terrifying and disgusting.

Gu Jiu looked at this scene and finally began to understand the true meaning of the sentence "Want to join the microphone? I speak in a loli voice."

This voice is so different from mine, isn't it?

Looking at these three faces, Gu Jiu's heart was beating wildly because he was scared.

He was instinctively a little frightened, mainly because the eyes of these three faces were square.

He once saw the body of a man with square pupils in an unknown village in the north, who was said to be from a place called "Welcoming Immortals Gate".

There are also many records in ancient books that the pupils of people who become immortals will change and become square, which means they can live for thousands of years.

Is this "fairy" in front of me really a fairy?

No wonder Sun Wukong did nothing after being frozen. Now he is not going to show off!