Cao Zhe is finally back.

It turned out that his mission this time was to go to the ghost farm to transport a batch of "spider eggs" back. Of course, the "spider eggs" he was talking about were definitely not ordinary spider eggs, and after hatching, they were the kind of giant spiders that the city guard team leader usually rode to the top of the cave to patrol.

"The owner of the ghost farm is very thief!" Cao Zhe pursed his lips and said, "The spider eggs sold to Zuoqiu City have all been selected, all of them are male, and there are no females!" Therefore, Zuoqiu City has never been able to cultivate its own big spiders, and every year or two it has to go to the ghost farm to buy a batch. ”

"It's called a monopoly!" I laughed.

"That's right, monopoly is profitable!"

However, speaking of this mission, Cao Zhe was full of words and spirits. This trip didn't just go to the ghost farm, but also passed through several small yin cities on the way, and he gained a lot of knowledge. On the way, they also encountered a few gangs of imp bandits who were not long-eyed, and they were all beaten away!

I faithfully played the role of his best listener, and I was envious of him for having such an adventure. Alas, it's a pity that I'm still a chef and can only stay in the kitchen and can't go anywhere......

But after Cao Zhe came back, I went out to visit Yin City and had company. It has been half a year since we entered Yin City, and Cao Zhe has finally fulfilled the promise he gave me a long time ago. On the first day of the first day of this month, he happened to be on his shift, so he asked me to go to the gladiatorial arena to watch the gladiatorial fight!

Admission starts at noon, and we have to buy tickets in advance. When I arrived outside the gladiatorial arena, there was already a sea of people and ghosts, and it was crowded, and it seemed that the competition of this human and ghost gladiatorial competition was still very hot!

"There are ghosts fighting every day in Yin City, and everyone has long been bored watching it." Cao Zhe said with a smile, "Only when people and ghosts fight are there people who are willing to buy tickets to see it!" ”

"Don't you also fight ghosts every day, why are you willing to spend money to come here to see this?" I asked him.

"That's different! Speaking of which, most of us usually just clean up some naughty imps. When encountering a few powerful big ghosts, they all rely on more to fight less, or rely on the help of big spiders to win. It's not like this kind of gladiatorial match, it's all a close match, and it's going to be dead! ”

"Will people really die?" I asked again with some skepticism.

"Yes!"

"There are only more than 2,000 Yin cultivators in Zuoqiu City, and there are still people who are willing to participate in this kind of life-threatening competition?" I'm still not convinced.

Cao Zhe smiled, patted me on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, you'll understand when you go in and see it in a while!" ”

Tickets for gladiatorial matches are quite expensive, with five yin yuan a ticket for an ordinary seat and ten for a VIP seat in the front row. Converted, it is equivalent to a ticket of hundreds or thousands of yuan. This kind of ticket price is not cheaper than the concert tickets of those big-name singers in the yang world.

After buying a ticket and entering the gladiatorial arena, Cao Zhe and I found our seats with tickets as if we were watching a ball game. This gladiatorial arena is very huge in the caverns of the underworld city, and it looks like a behemoth from the outside, but in fact, it is certainly not as large as the large stadium in the yang world, and it is about slightly larger than a basketball court.

The seats in the stands are about a thousand spectators, and they are now almost full, half of them people and half ghosts. However, the living audience and the ghost audience are still separated, separated by guardrails, and they are clearly distinguished. Cao Zhe said that this is because people generally cheer people on, and ghosts have to cheer for ghosts, and the two sides have opposite positions, so they should be separated so as not to have conflicts during the game.

In the center of the site is a large stone slab, surrounded by a circular guardrail about a foot high. There is also a magic circle clearly arranged on the guardrail, enclosing a transparent shield that is also about one foot high, which can not only prevent the tall ghost slaves in the stadium from jumping into the audience and injuring the innocent outside the stadium, but also prevent the audience outside the stadium from throwing things inside.

There are two entrances to the guardrail in the infield, apparently one side is where the gladiator appears, and the other side is where the ghost slave appears.

Cao Zhe pointed to the two opposite entrances and introduced: "After the two sides of the game come out in a while, someone will take out two domesticated cerberus and tie them to the guardrail at the entrance. In addition to the owner, the hellhound will come forward to bite when it sees a living person or a ghost. Doing so is to prohibit gladiators and ghost slaves from approaching the entrance, which is tantamount to cutting off their retreat! ”

"Damn, so cruel?"

"Hey, hey! And even more brutal! Cao Zhe disagreed, "Sometimes, the organizers will randomly dig a trap in the venue, install barbs in it, or light a fire, whether a person or a ghost falls in, it will either be dead or injured, to increase the excitement of the game!" ”

I stuck out my tongue and said it was unimaginable.

Although I have gradually begun to accept the law of the jungle in Yin City, and I broke the ring and took the initiative to attack and force Xiao Jiuhe to death, it was also because I had a grudge with him first. I still can't approve of such gratuitous performances of human lives and ghosts to make money.

Not long after Cao Zhe and I entered the venue, two people came in the center of the venue. One of them was dressed in a very funny dress, with short sleeves and trouser legs, and a big flower face painted on his face, which looked like he was just a funny guy. However, he is not exactly dressed like a clown, he is also wearing a tights, wearing a cuirass, shoulder pads, knee pads and other equipment, but a bit like a harlequin in an opera.

The other was dressed in black, full armor, and holding several swords in his hands, like a gladiator. Could it be that these two are about to start fighting?

No, it wasn't a formal gladiatorial fight, it was a human-beast battle!

The harlequin flipped a few times, made a few more grimaces at the audience, and then stood in his place, facing the entrance where the ghost slave appeared. Another gladiator with a sword was still standing by the guardrail at the entrance to the gladiator.

The guardrail at the exit of the ghost slave had not yet been opened, and it was so dark that no one could see anything. The harlequin put his hand to his mouth and whistled sharply at the opposite side: "Beep! ”

"Moo!"

"Click! Click! Click! ”

Suddenly, there was a beast's cry and running sound from inside the field, and the entrance of the ghost slave was wide open, and a six-legged headless beast rushed out and crashed straight into the harlequin!

The harlequin screamed and leapt to his feet, splitting his legs so that the headless beast slipped under his crotch. The headless beast didn't seem to realize that its target was no longer there, but continued to rush forward until it reached the edge, slammed into the stone guardrail, and was bounced back.

However, the giant beast had no head, and it seemed that it was not afraid of being hit on the head at all, so it rolled over and stood up again, looking for a target in all directions. At this time, we also saw clearly that it was not completely headless, but that it had no neck, and its head was directly connected to the body. And because it has no eyes on the top of its head, only a large mouth on the bottom, it looks like it has no head at first glance.

When the harlequin saw the headless beast standing up again, he was not in a hurry, but made a "shhhh We all cooperated with him with great interest, and saw what he wanted to do.

The monster may have lived in the dark world of the underground for a long time, and it did not evolve eyes at all, relying entirely on hearing and smell to judge its surroundings. There are also a few small holes above its head, and I don't know if they are nostrils or ear holes? Or both.

However, at this time, it was very quiet inside and outside the stadium, and there was no sound at all. The headless beast spun around in place a few times, seemingly puzzled as to why it suddenly "disappeared" when there were so many sound sources just now?

The Harlequin was stunned when he saw the headless beast, put his hands to his mouth again, and made a shouting gesture at the audience. Everyone once again did as he was told, and suddenly the whole audience erupted in thunderous shouts.

The headless beast was immediately startled, and like a headless fly, it scurried around, but each time it was bounced back by the guardrail, and it looked very embarrassed. The audience was amused and laughed!

The harlequin saw that everyone had laughed enough, so he made another gesture to quiet everyone down. He quietly ran behind the headless beast and whistled violently. The headless beast was sensitive, and immediately turned around and slammed into the harlequin. The harlequin flickered deftly, and the headless slammed into the guardrail again.

The Harlequin did the same, playing with the headless beast and making it hit a wall everywhere. He even saw the right moment to jump on the back of the headless beast and ride it for a lap. Headless beasts have no eyes, can only be judged by hearing, and despite their huge size, they are played around.

After so many times, the audience's curiosity almost subsided, and the laughter gradually faded. Seeing this, the harlequin waved at the gladiator who had been standing on the sidelines. The heavily armed gladiator took a sword and threw it at him with the hilt of it.

Harlequin took his sword in his hand, got ready, and whistled at the headless beast from afar. It turned out that it was not the gladiator who wanted to fight the beast, but him!

The headless beast had already hit the stone guardrail countless times in front of it, and even if its head was hard, it was starting to get dizzy. However, it seems to be naturally sensitive to sound, and as soon as it hears the whistle, it immediately rushes over it again.

The harlequin was unhurried, and when the headless beast ran in front of him, a sideways figure flashed, and the sword in his hand took advantage of the momentum to cut a long wound on the side of the headless beast's body. The headless beast groaned in pain, spewing out a trail of blood that stained the ground red.

"Beep!"

Harlequin turned around and whistled again.

The headless beast must be in nature, and even if it has a color on its body, it still rushes towards the source of the whistle. The result was tragic again, and a deep wound was cut on the other side of its body.

It's a pity, no matter how big the stupid beast is, it can only accept the fate of being teased and slaughtered in front of the cunning little human!