Today's Xianmen elegant pig slaughter

Chapter 42: You can spread rumors, but you can’t write an epitaph like this

Once they realized that time was urgent, many steps of pulling could be reduced. People like Lu Sang and Yan Ji'an all got out of the way. Nan Fuguang was standing on the street in front of the tavern. The first second he heard the hawking of the street vendors, he ran towards the direction of the Dayi Mine.

We have to hurry before the first loud noise.
We have to hurry before that monster is completely released by humans.

Because the time converter was used in front of the butcher, it saved him time to ask "why". When Nan Fuguang threw two large red flowers that had just lost a few petals to the surprised face of the guardian guarding the gate of the mining area, the latter asked in surprise: "So soon? Are you going out to improve your food? Then you can come back after dinner, there is still time."

The butcher couldn't help laughing.

Nan Fuguang was speechless.

She felt like she had been away for a lifetime, and now returning to the Dayi Mine, looking at the rusty tracks and scorched earth, she found that she actually missed them terribly—of course, the non-bloody version.

In front of the mine entrance, Nan Fuguang grabbed the miner's lamp, which was lit in an instant. She finally had a chance to catch her breath. The butcher next to her was very idle. He was fiddling with the miner's lamps hanging in a row. Chun Chun was playing with them as if he couldn't help it and had no intention of taking them down. The corners of his lips were slightly raised, which was his usual expression.

This calmness aroused Nan Fuguang's urge to hit him with the miner's lamp in his hand.

Shaking the miner's lamp in her hand, she asked, "The guardian's head just now didn't fly high enough? Why weren't you afraid?"

The butcher turned around, glanced at her, and reached out to help her adjust the loose iron nails of the mining lamp in her hand. Without looking up, he said, "I'm a butcher."

"It is the same?"

"It's different." The mining lamp's swaying frequency slowed down, and it was obviously stable. The man raised his head through the lamp, "The wild boar's grunting sound is louder before its head is chopped off. Sometimes I have to deal with it on the mountain."

His tone is always like this.

Sometimes Nan Fuguang couldn't tell whether he was joking or answering the questions seriously.

The man's handsome and mature face was covered with a familiar smile, but half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and the smile gradually became blurred due to the light and shadow...
Nan Fuguang could only see clearly into the depths of his eyes, and it was clear that there was not much smile in them.

She was stunned.

As if he had seen it several times in the sky, the monster lowered its head and slowly opened its single golden eye. A completely unfamiliar feeling of fear attacked him again, and his white hair stood up with sweat.

"Your analogy is flawed."

"What's wrong?"

"Humans and animals are different."

"This statement is too arrogant."

"You crazy person."

"? How can you curse? You were the one who asked first."

As they were talking, the two of them had already turned around and walked inside. The butcher seemed to have better eyesight than Nan Fuguang in the dark. He didn't even hold the miner's lamp in his hand. Nan Fuguang worked hard with the miner's lamp. Once he entered the mine, he shut up obediently and tried to reduce his presence as much as possible so as not to attract the attention of the monster inside.

This gives the guy next to you time to monologue without restraint, as he's busy asking some very annoying questions at a frequency that leaves you no time to figure out which one is more annoying.

such as.
"Do you think you can save the entire Da Ri Mine by yourself? Although it won't get worse, I still think this goal is far-fetched. You can't get fat in one bite."
such as.
"Are you sure the Immortal Alliance knows nothing about what happened here? I don't think so. Maybe they are all in the same nest."
such as.
"That thing locked up in the central area is really tall. No wonder everyone was so shocked when it was released... I wasn't there when you used the time-twister in the timeline before that, so I don't remember it. But I saw it clearly in the previous timeline. What did it eat when it was locked up in the mine for so many years? It stayed in such good shape."
such as.
“It should be called Zhuangzhuang.”
such as.
"Your master is very sanctimonious, and quite annoying, don't you think?"
such as.
"Your little sister is a real person, everything is written on her face, but she talks too much. I heard that it was a divine phoenix descending to the world? Is it because birds are more noisy?"
Another example.
"I also had a bird, and it was really noisy."

Nan Fuguang didn't know who was the more noisy at this moment. Finally, at a fork in the road, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he stopped abruptly, turned around, and kicked him with a gloomy face.

In the shaking miner's lamp, the attacked butcher completely ignored her angry eyes, raised his hand to brush off the dust indifferently, looked up again, and was about to say something else when he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the fork in the road ahead.

His smile finally faded a little, and he said in a calmer tone, "We're here."

"!"

Nan Fuguang instantly forgot about the confrontation with him. He turned around and looked hard at the dark front at the fork in the road. The darkness ahead swallowed up everything, like a giant beast opening its bloody mouth.

I personally entered the mine tunnel and successfully entered the central mining area. My vision was finally no longer limited to the two-way mirror but became wider, and my senses were completely different.

Even though he had already seen the basic scenes here in the two-way mirror, his heart couldn't stop beating fast when he saw the swaying and jumping flame of the shark oil lamp with his own eyes.

When they arrived at the entrance to the central area, there was no little kid who was only as tall as the butcher's waist to guide them, standing at the door and telling them what to do and what not to do.

Because the kid himself is busy.

The fragments of black gold talismans were scattered all over the ground. The little brat was standing with his butt sticking out next to a black iron chain that was thicker than him. He bent over and reached out to the last black gold talisman at the end of the chain like picking mushrooms.

Nan Fuguang shuddered violently and shouted "Duoduo" in fear. The latter was startled and stood up and looked back, and the black gold talisman in his hand made a crisp "ripping" sound.

The entire mine began to shake and tremble, and the monsters' sighs and whispers poured out like a tide, hitting the mine walls and caves countless times before drilling into the ears.

The miner's lamp in Nan Fuguang's hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces, leaving only the yellow light of the shark oil lamp swaying helplessly...

She was still a step late.

……

How to describe the scene before my eyes? It was like a snowy mountain rising from the ground, an avalanche ready to go, and everything along the way and at the foot of the mountain was doomed to be destroyed.

Nan Fuguang almost believed that there really was a mysterious heavenly way in this world—

God wants her to fail.
It was God's will that she die in the Great Sun Mine.

When you are in despair, you will really laugh out loud. She turned around and sneered silently at the butcher behind her as a self-mockery, then took three steps forward and picked up the confused but somewhat determined kid, tucked him under her armpit, and avoided the falling rocks that were knocked off by the huge monster when it stood up.

The two of them rolled into a ball and huddled in a corner. Amid the chaos of falling rocks, she barely watched the butcher quickly find another temporarily safe place to hide in.

Nan Fuguang breathed a sigh of relief temporarily, because this time she no longer had the time turner to save anyone's life.

She lowered her head and asked the little mushroom if it knew what it was doing.

"I know. I saw the big sunflower on the table this morning, and Youyin said I was dead."

"..."

"Youyin said, I will die, and so will she. We will all die eventually, it's just a matter of time. It's tiring to live knowing that we will die, so it's better to drag someone else to die with us and die together sooner."

Little Mushroom always spoke in a disjointed manner, and it was rare to hear him speak such long sentences at once. One could tell at once that this guy was just parroting what others were saying. Nan Fuguang could almost translate it himself and bring in Youyin's tone of voice.

It's obviously too late to teach the little brat to stop playing with the world-weary girl. We can't expect him to be more careful in his next life.

The mountain was soon breached by the monster from the inside. The monster, which had been sleeping for many years, stretched its body. Perhaps it was an illusion, the whispering sound in the ear seemed to have a joyful tone - accompanied by a loud bang, the mountain exploded, the ground shook, and when Nan Fuguang staggered to the ground holding the little mushroom, a ray of sunlight illuminated the central area of ​​the mine that had never seen the sun all year round.

This time it was no longer a vague whisper or various onomatopoeias. Instead, the monster made a strange cry, a mixture of the howl of a ghostly wolf and the breathing of a sea-swallowing whale, sharp yet long enough.

The sound waves made people's brains hurt, as if there was a piece of almond tofu in the skull, and the tofu was shaking wildly due to the sound waves, and would burst into tofu pudding at any time.

Nan Fuguang covered her ears with one hand and held the little mushroom in her arms with the other. With shaking hands, she frantically searched for the Qiankun bag, trying to find the "Yin Yang Mirror World" -

Extending the space, creating boundaries, and forming an independent inner world, people and objects hiding inside can complete a double cut with the outside world in space and time.

The ultimate purpose of creating this thing is to save lives, so why not wait any longer?
Nan Fuguang dug and dug until she finally took out the wrinkled talisman. She flattened it a little and was about to use it when a hand reached out from behind and pressed down on her hand.

It was the butcher who, at some point in time, moved from where he was originally and came to her side.

Life and death were at stake. At this moment, the man finally stopped wearing that hateful smile. He just raised his eyelids and glanced at the monster not far away, and said, "How many people can this thing hold?"

One third of the monster's body is still buried in the mine. Due to structural problems, its legs might be a little short. The sunken mountain has temporarily hindered its steps to go out and do whatever it wants. At this moment, it is clumsily digging the soil with its claws, as if preparing to dig a way out.

This is how the frequent vibrations in the previous timeline came about.

Nan Fuguang stopped the gesture of activating the talisman immediately. She immediately understood what the butcher was saying.

Outside the mine, within the restricted area, and in the entire Dayi Mine area, there are countless innocent people.

The "Yin Yang Mirror World" is the most advanced talisman that the Three Realms and Six Paths can find today. It should be no problem for the space it can be cast in to cover the entire Dayi Mine area.

“But we may not have enough time.”

Nan Fuguang's doubts

To get out of here, to expand the boundaries, to wait for all... including but not limited to the miners and guardians, to hide in together, which step does not require some time?
"If you don't have time, try your best." The butcher said, "If you are the only one who survives by hiding in the boundary where the talisman is deployed, you will cry endlessly afterwards."

Nan Fuguang felt that what he said made sense, and if the situation wasn't urgent, she would have sincerely and rarely praised him.

I was just about to ask him if he had a way to delay time since he was so confident in what he said.

The solution will come to your door.

Suddenly, there was a muffled thunder in the clear sky, and a loud "boom" resounded through the sky. A dark figure of the same style as Xuantie appeared in the air, with white hair flying in the sky, and a red angry ghost sickle as tall as a person was raised high -

"Beast, get out of here!"

The concise roar was like a voice-raising talisman, spreading, amplifying and echoing majestically through the damaged mountain.

Who else could it be other than Duan Nan, the supervisor of the Da Ri Mining Area?

I heard the butcher's sigh. He said, it has a name, Zhuangzhuang.

Nan Fuguang: “…”

Nan Fuguang felt that this Zhuangzhuang and that Zhuangzhuang did have something in common, for example, they both hated cultivators, and the human-shaped Zhuangzhuang hated them so much that even when he was on his deathbed, he would still remember to ridicule and argue with the cultivators when they heard them say anything.

"He appeared in both timelines diligently and responsibly. He was still useful at critical moments." Nan Fuguang said fairly.

The butcher glanced at her as if he was looking at a fool, and he was too lazy to argue with her about how many times this supervisor, who she said "appeared dutifully", had "diligently" killed her before.

Nan Fuguang put the black gold talisman in his hand into his arms where it was most convenient to take out, then grabbed the confused little mushroom who had caused a big disaster without knowing it, and muttered, "Okay, okay, you may not die this time."

The little mushroom raised its head in her arms.

Nan Fuguang lowered his head and told him seriously that he should stay away from Youyin in the future, and that children should learn to eliminate the negative emotions from society on their own.

……

The monster seemed to be covered with armor, and its scales were incredibly hard.

The snow-white scales shone in the sunlight, and Nan Fuguang couldn't help but be distracted, thinking that if Duan Nan could just get rid of a piece of scale, it would be enough for those weapon repairers who held the smelting furnace every day to fight over it and get beaten to a bloody pulp.

——Unfortunately not.

The second-level immortal weapon is still useless in this timeline. Fortunately, this monster looks scary, but if you calm down, you can find that it is a top growth suppressing the growth of side buds...
All in all, the IQ is not very high.

It was busy waving its upper limbs, which were as short and thick as its lower limbs, to dig the soil, and from time to time it had to twist its bulky body to avoid Duan Nan's attacks. At this time, Duan Nan gave up attacking its scaly body and swung the sickle towards its wet nose.

The monster was hurt, and cried like a stranded whale, angrily picking up a handful of dirt and throwing it at Duan Nan.

It was so busy that it forgot to perform the weird gap trick of making the person disappear.

Duan Nan managed to delay the monster, and it had not yet left the small depression in the mine.

——This gave Nan Fuguang enough time to successfully send the little mushroom out of the mine.

Returning to the mining area which had already fallen into initial chaos, Nan Fuguang handed the Yin-Yang Boundary Talisman to Little Mushroom and told her that if she could not come back, she should tear up the talisman and throw it over the monster's head the moment it left the mine, and then notify everyone in the mining area to flee to the dark area spreading from overhead.

Little Mushroom agreed naively. Nan Fuguang said that if it really doesn't work, you should find a trustworthy adult to help you. After thinking for a while, he added, "But you are not allowed to find someone with money."

Little Mushroom pulled her clothes and asked her where she was going.

Nan Fuguang pointed at the mine tunnel behind him. Duan Nan's attack slowed down. The monster was attracted by something and stopped digging. Instead, it bent forward and stretched out its claws to dig something out desperately...

Nan Fuguang felt that this was not a good sign.

"That uncle with the fake smile is still in there. The monster might be busy trying to dig him out. I have to go save him."

"Oh, that sister's lover."

"It's up to you. You can make up rumors, but if I die, don't write this on my tombstone. Otherwise, I won't let you go even as a ghost."

Nan Fuguang slapped away the little hand that was grabbing her clothes, stood up and walked back. This time, since everything had been arranged, she did not hesitate at all.

(End of this chapter)

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