Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

Nan Fuguang naturally had no idea what outrageous good things the butcher had spread outside the wall while she was asleep.

She is feeling refreshed at the moment.

Coming out into the sunlight, she was greeted by worshipful looks from all directions. She raised her hand and scratched her chin, wondering if these people would be angry because she burned down the kitchen and they might be left with no place to eat.

What the transporter who swallowed the pill and turned into a fox and never came back said was true.
They've had enough of this place.
I just can't get away.

As soon as he walked out of the door, he was stopped by a girl in a blue mining robe. She still had the familiar pigtails and said, "I have silver. I have silver. I have silver... You are a member of the mining area. The rules here are no less than those outside. You have to pay attention."

Nan Fuguang didn't react for a moment, he blinked, then looked around, then looked down at his yellow mining robe.

"Don't look. The guardian won't come because you have exposed the prison and the kitchen." The black eyes were extremely bright in the sun. The girl who claimed to be "silver" stood with her hands on her hips. "The rule that miners in the two districts are forbidden to talk has been temporarily abolished. Now we can talk freely."

This is not bad news.

But it didn't stop Nan Fuguang from feeling uncomfortable——
Yesterday she just destroyed two dirty places that violated the laws of the Immortal Alliance... How come, now that their nest is gone, the evil creatures in the nest have also scattered?
So simple?
Don't you even try to resist?
She had thought that when she opened the door this morning, there would be a truckload of guardians waiting to have another fight with her. It would have been fine if those people hadn't sought revenge, but now they were even going to forgo the safety rules they had defended to the death?

"Those people even ignored the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree at first and followed the unwritten rules of the mining area as the law... How come they were abolished in the blink of an eye? Is this normal?"

You Yin wrinkled his nose and showed a contemptuous expression: "What are you talking about, is this a normal place?"

"..."

What she said makes sense.

You Yin led the way, guiding Nan Fuguang towards the mining area.

Passing by the railroad tracks along the way, the number of guardians was no longer as many as before, and those that remained were no longer as arrogant. When Nan Fuguang passed by, a transporter happened to fall accidentally, and the ore overturned and fell all over the ground.

Nan Fuguang's eyelids twitched, thinking that this man was going to be in trouble, but he saw that the guardian closest to him just shook, paused when he reached for the long whip at his waist, and seemed to remember something, and finally let it drop silently.

"Hurry up and get up! Clean up! What's the use!"

The guardian snapped impatiently, but that was all.

"It has been like this all day long." You Yin sounded quite happy. "They probably spent a long time cleaning up the blood of their accomplices yesterday. The head guardian has finally learned his lesson. They are afraid that you will jump out of the corner and stab them at any time."

Nan Fuguang picked up the overturned mine cart and passed by them.

Finally arrived at the mining area.

A phonograph box with amplified musical notes was placed at the entrance of the mining area. In addition to the countless miners in yellow mining robes coming and going, the phonograph box played a brainwashing loop -

【Welcome to the mining area of ​​Da Ri Mine. You must have performed very well in the transportation area to have the opportunity to enter here. Or is there a more touching story? 】
【Today’s weather is so nice! 】
[You are about to enter the mining area of ​​Da Ri Mine. For your safety, please follow the staff's instructions! ]

……

Nan Fuguang followed Youyin with stiff steps and walked towards the mine side by side.
The butcher followed behind them.
The closer he got to the mine, the more Nan Fuguang regretted his damn curiosity, but if he said he regretted it now, he would probably be laughed at.

And at this time she made a new discovery.

For example, the closer she got to the mine entrance, the fewer guardians there were nearby. She couldn't help but turn around and ask the butcher if it was her illusion. The butcher denied her guess: "It is indeed true. There are no guardians at all inside the mine."

Out of the custody of the guardian?
This is simply unimaginable for the miners in the transport area...
Could it be that the miners in the mining area were all devoted to mining ore for the Great Sun Mine and therefore did not need the supervision of the guardian? Not necessarily? Just now, there was clearly someone in a yellow mining robe smiling at her?

She was just thinking about the reason when she heard someone behind her casually say in a "nice weather today" tone, "By the way, I wonder if your master is still outside the door."

"?"
Nan Fuguang thought there was something wrong with her ears. She didn't even stop, but walked forward and asked in confusion, "Who?"

"Your Immortal Master."

"..."

Nan Fuguang was too lazy to correct him that it was "Immortal Lord" instead of "Immortal Lord". The latter title sounded as if it was not meant for a living person at all.

Before she could wrap her mind around what was going on, she blinked and stopped following him: "What? When was he here? Why was he here?"

"When you fell asleep in the early morning." The butcher said in a calm tone, "As for why, didn't you always mutter before that if he wasn't blind, he would have noticed the movement of your star disk?"

That's not what I said.

...although the meaning is pretty much the same.

If there was a mirror, Nan Fuguang might find that she looked like a goldfish at this moment, her mouth opening and closing but making no sound. She herself didn't know what to say.

Yan Ji'an showed up yesterday, so he should have known about her earth-shaking actions. If he knew, why didn't he rush in and take her away?
This doesn't make sense.

"Is there a law in the Shatuo Sky-Splitting Tree that states that the ultimate ownership of the miners at the Great Sun Mine belongs to the Great Sun Mine, and that no one may forcibly take away the miners?"

Upon hearing this, the butcher curled his lips helplessly and wanted to answer, "You asked me if I think the laws written by your world of immortal cultivation are reasonable." When the words were on the tip of his tongue, he suddenly remembered something, and suddenly, the arc of his lips became clearer.

The meaning behind this has also become intriguing.

"I'm not sure whether the law you mentioned exists, but I know that destroying the gate of the Great Sun Mine is considered destroying important public facilities anyway?"

"What do you mean?"

"Your master blew a hole in the door in the beginning."

"Ok?"

"But for some reason, after blowing up the hole, he didn't come in." A regretful tone.

Nan Fuguang fell silent.

"In any case, he has violated your law. Judging from his behavior, he probably doesn't care much about this matter." His regretful tone deepened, "In the end, he just stood at the door. Why? I'm also curious. If you guess, remember to tell me."

"..."

At this time, the two men had walked to the entrance of the mine. From a distance, they could see several rows of old wooden boards nailed to the wall on both sides of the entrance. Hundreds of mining lamps of the same shape were hung scattered on the rotten wooden boards.

A guardian who was probably in the early stage of foundation building was the only person guarding there, and he was tirelessly handing mining lamps to the miners.

"If you feel strong vibrations while transporting the mine car, please don't panic, this is normal mountain movement..."

The hoarse and rough voice successfully drowned out the phonograph box. The guardian listlessly repeated mechanically to the people around him... then he raised his eyelids and glanced at Nan Fuguang, grinning.

"Go in. As a monk, you should quickly enter this mining area."

Nan Fuguang: “…”

Just go in.

Nan Fuguang was about to go forward to get the mining lamp, but was grabbed by Youyin who had not yet left. She turned around and looked at her. The little girl blinked: "I heard that it is normal to hear someone talking to you during the mining process. It is not really someone talking, ignore it."

Nan Fuguang: "Who is talking?"

Youyin: "Also, if you feel something blowing behind you, don't look back, run."

Nan Fuguang: “?”

Youyin let her go: "I'm done."

Nan Fuguang: “You——” Youyin shrugged: “Duoduo told me.”

A breeze that was noticeably colder than outside blew across my face, instantly clearing away the stuffiness from walking on the scorched earth just now... From deep within the mine came the creaking sound of a transport truck, and several miners in yellow robes pushed out their share of mining work completed today. They greeted Nan Fuguang and asked her how she rested last night.

Nan Fuguang nodded and said it was good.

Suddenly he shouted "Pig butcher".

The man who was called was rolling up his sleeves and casually fiddling with the miner's lamps hanging on the wall, picking and choosing, trying to pick one that looked less old. Without even turning his head, he said "hmm" slowly.

He thought she was going to ask something about the mines.

"Were you just trying to stir up trouble and stir up trouble?"

I didn't expect that she would ask this out of the blue.

The butcher first made a brief nasal sound to express his confusion. When Nan Fuguang thought he was going to make another high-quality sophistry speech, he unexpectedly turned around, smiled and nodded.

"Yeah. After thinking about it, I don't think I have any reason to admire him, so I don't like this person very much."

……

"..."

"yes".
He actually said "yes".
He actually said "yes" in such a calm tone.

Nan Fuguang was dumbfounded by his shamelessness, but the latter ignored her strange look and handed her a wobbly, creaking miner's lamp.

The two entered the mine side by side.

The further they went in, the darker the mine became, until Nan Fuguang realized that they were going downhill. The light at the mine entrance behind them completely disappeared, and they fell into complete darkness.

It was pitch dark, except for the dim mining lamp in my hand that vaguely illuminated the railroad tracks under my feet.

There are really no guardians, and certainly no regulators.

The surroundings were very quiet. Unlike the cave where you could hear the sound of water dripping through the rocks, the only sounds were the gloomy wind blowing past, making the howl of a wild animal, and the sound of the rails rubbing against each other underfoot...
The butcher walked in front, leading Nan Fuguang around in twists and turns. If there hadn't been the railroad tracks under their feet, she would almost suspect that he was leading her around.

At first, you could still see a few miners pushing mine carts, but then there was no one at all, and the temperature around was also dropping.

If a person keeps walking in a completely dark space, he will lose his direction. In the end, he can’t remember how far he has walked. His heartbeat becomes faster and faster, and he also feels inexplicably tired...

[No one who turns into a fox can come back.]
Nan Fuguang paused.

Nan Fuguang suddenly thought he heard a rustling sound in addition to the sound of footsteps and the friction of clothes.
[Occasionally when I approach the depths and start transporting, I can always hear something whispering in my ears. The sound is indescribable, like a group of mosquitoes, or a few butterflies, or rabbits running through the grass...]

It was as if a light bulb went off in my mind, and the scenes of the transporter mysteriously approaching me in the imperial prison played in my mind one after another.

[In the Three Realms and Six Paths, cultivators are never at the top. ]
The transporter gaped.
[That period of history has been erased, and gods really did exist. ]

"..."

Aa ...

Nan Fuguang finally couldn't bear it anymore and tugged at the butcher's sleeve.

The yellow mining lamp was swaying, and the man walking in front turned around, his handsome face half hidden in the shadow of the mining lamp. He raised his eyebrows at Nan Fuguang, meaning: What?
The relaxation and familiarity in the other person's eyes calmed Nan Fuguang's wildly pounding chest a little. Her forehead was almost sweating, and she tried to calm her breathing. She used two fingers to make a "human walking" gesture, then stretched her arms apart and gestured "that long", then raised her eyebrows in imitation and looked back at the butcher with a reproachful look.

Butcher: “…”

The butcher thought for a moment and said, "It's just ahead. I'm not lost."

Nan Fuguang: “…”

Seeing Nan Fuguang's disbelief, the butcher asked, "Are you tired? ... Yesterday, you killed more than a dozen but you didn't even complain of being tired. Do you just like fighting?"

Nan Fuguang: “=_=#”

Nan Fuguang: "This place is pitch black. Not to mention those annoying guardians, there is no one else here except you and me. If you want to experience for yourself whether I like fighting or not, that's fine."

This time she completely forgot about being afraid and she picked up a stone and threw it at him.

The butcher turned his face away but was still hit by her. Before he could get angry, he looked down and found that she was still picking up stones to hit him again. He grabbed her arm and lifted her up.

Nan Fuguang's feet were lifted off the ground without her being prepared. She was shocked at how strong this man was. The miner's lamp in her hand almost fell to the ground. As the light flickered, she gritted her teeth and kicked the butcher...

The two got into a fight.

Just as they were preparing to fight to the death, Nan Fuguang suddenly heard someone asking in the depths of the mine -

"You're here? Is that you?"

It was the voice of a young child, even with a coquettish tone.

"You're here, is that you?"

It was so dark that one could not see one's hand in front of one's face. With Nan Fuguang's remaining five senses as a Jindan stage cultivator, she was sure that there was absolutely no one around at the beginning... At this moment, a boy's voice suddenly came out. Nan Fuguang, who was held in the butcher's hand, suddenly froze. Her eyes widened in horror, and white sweat broke out on her body.

She looked up and made eye contact with the butcher, and discovered that his expression had also become gloomy at this moment. The next second, her feet landed back on the ground. Before she could even breathe a sigh of relief, she suddenly felt a cool breeze blowing across the back of her neck.

In an instant, she felt what it felt like to have her blood freeze and her hands and feet become cold and numb.

She didn't dare to look back.

Then the sounds of mumbling and panting in my ears became clearer and clearer, the children cried out "save me", "it's so dark here", "I'm scared", and the whispers "cheat", "bury", "they are liars"...

The cold wind blew across the back of my neck, and then suddenly, for a moment, the chill turned into warmth with the temperature of my breath.

It was as if the thing behind her was completely stuck to her.

"run."

A familiar low male voice sounded from a close distance, accompanied by the mining lamp in the man's hand being thrown to the ground with a "bang". Nan Fuguang felt her wrist being grabbed by a big hand, and then there was a huge pulling force. She was dragged by him like a kite, running wildly on the road!
"What are you waiting for? Run."

Nan Fuguang's scalp exploded. He threw away the mining lamp in his hand without hesitation and ran away.

At this moment, she heard someone calling softly from behind her.
"zero."
"Dongjun."

"Zero" is not her number.

"Dongjun" was not her name either, but it was very similar to her name. However, there was no one else in the mine except her and the butcher. She stopped suddenly, as if someone was controlling her body, and turned around with a blank mind.

In the dark mine, she saw a single golden beast eye, larger than the lanterns hung at the end of the year, staring at her quietly.

What followed was a buzzing noise in her head and a splitting headache. Then she saw a flash of a blade in front of her eyes and a sharp pain in her chest as if it was being torn apart.

Everything in front of my eyes turned black as if a light had been turned off.

Nan Fuguang is dead.

(End of this chapter)