Listening to Ye Liancheng's advice, it would become very dangerous to continue north, so Chen Jian decided to go south first.

He has only just arrived in Purgatory, and he needs to gather information, and he can't recklessly step into dangerous areas.

Although he would love to see Center Hill.

The fleshy body was very difficult to move and moved at a rather slow pace, but it gave him plenty of time to look around.

In purgatory, there are mountains one after another, and there are almost no man-made structures around, only a few uninhabited and decayed houses, all of which are about a hundred years old.

Every few hundred miles, a wide sea separates the two mountains, each with different ores, plants, and animals. Take the mountain range he is in now, there is a clear spring in the mountain, the spring water gathers into a pool, and then becomes the source of a stream, there are also countless lotus flowers on the surface of the stream, and there are four-legged water Jiao floating underwater, the water Jiao is very small, like an earthworm has grown four slender legs, those legs are synchronized in the water, and the soft body stretches and stretches forward. The stream is flanked by tall pine and cypress trees, and the mountains are covered with beautiful textures.

If it is placed in the world, it must be a mountain with a great reputation, and dignitaries and nobles will inevitably bring their families, and literati and writers will also linger. It's a pity that this is purgatory, and no amount of glory and wealth it has can offset the despair brought by pain.

Chen Jian stared at the minshi, and the red light that filled the sky reflected them white and red, as if they had been burned and smelted in the flames. He was so hungry and thirsty that he dragged his tired body into the stream and sucked on salty tears.

The tentacles of a water moth touched his mouth.

What will happen if you eat this kind of water jiao? Chen Jian was suddenly curious. But this is a living creature, he can't make a fire without hands or feet, and he can't psychologically accept eating it raw, so it's better to think about it.

After recovering his strength slightly, Chen Jian continued to squirm southward.

How long will it take to meet other "living people"?

From the time he said goodbye to Ye Liancheng to the present, Chen Jian estimated that at least two hours had passed, but except for the dazzling red light, he couldn't see anyone, which seemed to confirm Ye Liancheng's statement - purgatory is boundless.

It is precisely because purgatory is vast and boundless that it will not be able to run into other people for so long.

Chen Jian was lost and didn't know what the meaning of continuing to the south was.

He had already climbed two mountains, and when he stood on the peak and looked at the other mountains, he could see that each mountain had its own merits. Each mountain is unique, but it also shows that each mountain is just an ordinary, one of the mountains. To use this body to find a way out of purgatory in thousands of mountains, I don't know how much time it will take.

More than ten years, more than 20 years...... Or even hundreds of years? In that time, he could go around the globe in a whole circle.

Perhaps, this is also one of the reasons why Ye Liancheng and others are willing to turn into human form. They simply take a step forward, and it takes nearly ten seconds for Chen Jian, which is to exchange pain for efficiency, but in the long and infinite life, what can they do to save this little time? It is nothing more than to make their hearts feel better, and they deceive themselves into feeling that I am racing against time.

In less than a day, Chen Jian had already realized that in this treacherous and infinite realm, time no longer had any meaning, no matter how fast it passed, physical pain and mental torture would always accompany until the end of the world. This is definitely not the Western Dynasty, nor the earth, but another place that is completely beyond the knowledge, its sky is forever burning red like a fire, the blazing red light smears the earth, and the ground reflects them, even if you close your eyes, what should have been dark is serenely soaked in bright red, red seems to have a sound attached to it, and your ears can always hear the roar of the raging fire.

He will never have peace.

He is just an ordinary traverser, without the power to be proud of the crowd, but he is involved in a series of conspiracies, and finally falls here!

Thinking of such a place of sorrow in the depths of his own life, he couldn't help but cry. The tears condensed into round droplets the size of beans, rolled into the stream on the side, and a lotus flower bloomed.

Don't give up......

Chen Jian muttered weakly. The skinning reappeared and disappeared again without warning, and he felt the pain lessen slightly.

Let's continue to walk south, it seems that the further south you go, the lower the intensity of the punishment.

Before leaving, Chen Jianxu was a little dizzy, and he actually opened his mouth to tear the water Jiao into pieces and swallowed it. The smell of the water Jiao is very strange, it inhabits the stream of tears, so it is extremely salty, it only has a thin layer of scales, it is very chewy, and the excrement that remains in the stomach pouch is swallowed along with the body, but Chen Jian did not feel nauseous, his sense of taste has not recovered, and his tongue can only vaguely feel whether the food is hard or soft, sparse or dense.

After eating the water jiao, he waited for a while, and there was nothing new except for some swelling of his hands and feet. According to this indication, if you take a lot of water Jiao, you should be able to give birth to limbs, but this is really inefficient - not a waste of time, but it is a torture to keep chewing such an unpalatable ingredient.

Chen Jian felt that his wriggling speed had become a little faster—maybe it was conjecture. Anyway, he set out on his southbound journey again.

In the south, the punishment is reduced, but the temperature is gradually rising.

Chen Jian used to be able to travel several miles to drink stream water, but now he has to take a breather for less than a kilometer.

The body was hot from the heat, and the flesh was constantly oozing with sweat, and the water fell to the ground, and after a while, it evaporated and dissipated.

"South...... Can you really live comfortably?"

Chen Jian muttered to herself.

A scream caught his attention.

In fact, he had heard a lot of screams before, but most of them were too far away, and Chen Jian didn't want to go over to find those people, and this sound was quite close, he should be able to arrive in time.

Chen Jian didn't expect that one day he would be happy to hear other people's screams.

He paddled his limbs as hard as he could.

The mountain is full of green birds, and its speed increases along the smooth mineral surface. After a while, he saw the source of the voice, it was a red-covered person—in fact, everyone was like this, but Chen Jian was still surprised that he hadn't seen anyone alive for some time—who was curled up on the ground, wailing in pain.

Chen Jian stood on a high place and looked at the man: his body was about to take shape, and it seemed to be more complete than Ye Liancheng, and the pain he experienced must have been thousands of times that of mine...... What is this for......

"Help me, please save me!" he seemed to have lived in purgatory for a long time, and at a glance he saw the flesh and mud, so he cried and stretched out his hand to him, "I'm sorry! I'm guilty! I'm guilty...... Help me!"

His whole face was twisted together, his mouth was open in pain, his cheeks were purple, his hands were desperate to hit the ground, and the sharp corners of the green goose cut off most of his palms, but he didn't seem to realize it, and continued to vent.

What he was experiencing was far more direct and desperate than the pain of disconnection.

Chen Jian couldn't stand it, he hurriedly came to the man's side: "How can I help you?"

"Go west, help me cut down a Dixiu!"

"Emperor Hugh, what Emperor Hugh?"

"A kind of tree," he wept silently, "the leaves of the poplar tree, the branches are staggered and long, the yellow flowers bear black fruits, help me bring that kind of fruit, please ......"

"But...... I don't seem to be in time. ”

Chen Jian had already seen the kind of tree he was talking about.

It looks weird and quite conspicuous, but seeing it doesn't mean that you can pick it, it's at least ten miles away, even if Chen Jian goes all out, a trip back and forth, an hour is the least.

"It's ...... in time"

He had been in purgatory for so many years, and he knew all too well how fast the meat mash could move.

"It's ...... in time"

He repeated mechanically and seemed to have fainted.