The two mentally deranged people finally stopped, and Chen Jian hurriedly began to ask while they were not speaking.

He crawled to the madman's side.

"Hey, madman, what's the cloud?"

"A cloud is a cloud, and a cloud is a cloud. The madman shook his head meaningfully, quite proudly at the smoothness of this improvisation.

"So what the hell is that, why is the fire in the sky, haven't you thought about it?" Chen Jian felt that there must be a secret in the sky, maybe it was the key to escaping purgatory.

"Little bunny, speak respectfully! What you can think of, how could we not think of it. "The turtle is aggressive.

I don't know who doesn't even recognize their stomachs.

Chen Jian was very dissatisfied with the turtle with a strong tone, he just wanted to say this, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was really naïve, so he simply forgot it. Why should a man be honest with Lao Wangba? Even though he hasn't become a human yet.

"So what do you know about Yunhuo?" Chen Jian patiently asked the madman.

"Clouds and fire are things that can be seen and cannot be touched. The madman pointed to the sky outside.

The dense foliage almost obscured Chen Jian's vision, and he could only see a little, but it didn't hurt.

"Do you know Center Mountain?"

"Yes. ”

"Why did the mountain movers build the center mountain?"

"To get out. ”

"That's right!" said the madman satisfied, "as early as five or six hundred years ago, the mountain movers realized the strangeness of the clouds and fires, so they decided to pile up the highest mountain in purgatory, and they dug up the other mountains, and carried the soil over the mountains to the central mountain, which was not called the central mountain at that time, but what it was called, people have long forgotten everything, and even the earliest mountain movers could not remember. They've been piling up, they've been piling up...... After that, more and more people joined the mountain movers, and at the height of the momentum, there should have been more than 100 people. ”

Living in purgatory for a long time, the madman's language organization ability has been greatly degraded, he is like telling a fairy tale, the words are simple, the sentence structure is light, like babbling, but there is no lack of coherence in the broken language, Chen Jian can listen quite clearly.

"After many years, there is no end of the mountain in sight at the foot of the mountain, the mountain has been piled up very high, and its peaks have rushed into the sky. Suddenly, one day, a man shouted in surprise, 'I have touched the clouds!', and the first mountain mover hurriedly climbed up the mountain, and found that the man had burned all over his body, and had rolled down the mountain until he reached the bottom of the mountain, and had not moved for a long time. ”

When the turtle heard this, it suddenly sneered, it knew what was going to happen next, and felt ridiculous and sad about it.

The madman continued: "Everyone gathered around the man and cheered—they rushed to the clouds and fires because they could make them die, but the first mountain mover did not act rashly, he knew nothing more about purgatory, purgatory could not free sinners. The madman looked sad and took a lamented sip of his wine.

"Sure enough, after two or three days, the first mountain mover met his self-immolating 'death' companions, who had been returned into flesh and reborn in purgatory. The cloud fire only burned the body, but the soul could not be dispersed, and the mountain movers realized that this was a soul cage that could not be escaped, so they no longer moved the mountain, only a few people still insisted. ”

As soon as the words fell, the turtle said in a triumphant tone: "There may be something above the clouds and fire, but for us, it is just an insurmountable karma, so it is better not to know. ”

"Since you can't cross the clouds, what are the mountain movers doing now?"

"Enlarge the mountain and make the peaks flat. ”

"Why is that?"

"To get everyone up the mountain to see their six-hundred-year feat. "The turtle speaks with a sense of cynicism.

Chen Jian looked at the madman.

The madman agreed with the tortoise: "They also invited me up the mountain, but I didn't want to go north, there are too many birds!"

"Birds, what about birds, and vows. ”

"Hey," the madman slapped his palm on the ground in annoyance, "there is a country to be feared in the north, called the Land of Interesting Birds, and those chirping little beasts specialize in feeding on human flesh, and if you enter the boundaries they have demarcated, you will be pecked all over the body, not to mention how scary!"

People who have been subjected to various punishments all day long are actually afraid of being pecked by birds, how do birds over there eat people?

"Interesting bird country green onion Joe," the turtle said slowly, "Green Joe can heal the body quickly, one person can feed hundreds of birds, as for a small meat like yours, it is probably only enough to fill the stomach of five or six birds." It laughed, "There are tens of thousands of birds in the country of interesting birds, and there should be one hundred and eight people who have been sacrificed to the country of birds." ”

"Yes, that great war! wonderful war!" the madman applauded and celebrated, "the great Yellow Emperor led us to win the war of men and birds, forcing the noisy birds to make an oath not to fly south of the Central Mountain, and the people also set up a vision that they would not cross the north of the Central Mountain. ”

"Is the Yellow Emperor the real Yellow Emperor?"

"Will there be a fake?" the madman thought the question was rather stupid and couldn't help laughing.

"When I came to Purgatory, I was south of the Central Mountain, but I heard the birdsong at that time. ”

"That's because they don't keep their oath! ”

But they didn't. ”

"That can't be helped, after all, the Yellow Emperor is dead, and Emperor Shaohao is still alive and well. ”

"Emperor Shaohao?"

The turtle looked sympathetically at Chen Jian, who was talking to the madman, and explained: "It is the emperor of the bird country, because it sounds like 'Shaohao', it is called 'Emperor Shaohao', and the beast himself doesn't know." ”

Chen Jian nodded slowly.

Purgatory is really bizarre. Cloud and fire, interesting bird country, Yellow Emperor, Shaohao Emperor...... These things all sound like legends from ancient times, and maybe you will meet people like Kuafu Jingwei in the future. If you think about it, Purgatory is home to all kinds of aborigines, and we, the "prisoners", are just aliens who have been exiled by the Jizo Gong.

What the hell is this place?

Chen Jian looked into the distance, wanting to see the central mountain that could reach the top of the sky.

I've seen Center Hill once before, and it's just a little far beyond the horizon.

A little......

The first philosopher to propose that the earth is round was Pythagoras, who discovered that a ship would always have a mast and then a hull.

A conclusion is clear -

Purgatory is also round!

Chen Jian hesitated to discuss these things with them, they lived in a time that was more distant than their own, and at that time they must have regarded "the sky is round and the place is round" as a guideline, and it is very likely that they could not accept the saying that "purgatory is round", but they also lived in purgatory for a long time, and their thoughts should be more unrestrained and free than those of the ancients.

He thought about it and said, "Uh...... I don't know if you've ever thought about a question. ”

"What?" said the madman.

"Purgatory may be on a ball. ”

The turtle showed rare admiration and surprise: "Boy, how do you know about this? The old man thought about it for twenty or thirty years before he came up with it. ”

The madman was not surprised, and even if he were told that purgatory was strips, he would probably react in the same way.

"Is it really round?"

"This is only the old man's conjecture," the turtle staggered, "to prove this, it is necessary to cross countless mountains and rivers, and if it can return to its original place, it means that purgatory is indeed round." ”

"Okay!" said the madman, clapping his hands, "Let's go!"

"Ha——?"